Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

Chapter 78 The Third Attack

Ofer swelled up as if he had blown air, and in an instant he became as tall as a person.

The silver snake swam around excitedly, hissing and shouting: "Ouch, I'm going to eat you all!"

Brian covered his forehead, feeling that Ofer was a bit embarrassed.

Harry also understood Ofer's words, and he stared at it nervously.

When the little wizard next to him saw the snake that was as tall as a person, he was so frightened that he quickly dodged back, leaving a large open space.

"Wow, I'm going to eat you!" Ofer was still shouting, showing his shining fangs towards Harry, but he lingered and did not come forward. Harry clutched his wand so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"Forget it, this little witch looks more tender." Ofer glanced at the wand in Harry's hand, then turned to look at Hermione, pretending to be fine.

"Stop!" Harry finally couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped forward with his legs and hissed.

Ofer collapsed on the ground stiffly, his red eyes staring at Harry obediently, and hissed: "Master, I suddenly feel that he is so charming. Am I in love?"

Brian's face darkened, and he suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to let Ofer go.

Harry also stared at the snake on the ground strangely, took a step back, and then smiled at Hermione, only to find that everyone was staring at him in horror, and the auditorium was silent.

He saw Hermione looking at him blankly with a stunned look on her face. Ron still had a pig's nose on his face. He pressed Draco under him with a groan, clenched his fists tightly, and looked at Harry with wide eyes, as if he was looking at some alien creature, and then he was struck by Draco. Laco kicked him down and rolled on the ground several times. Justin Finch-Fletchley looked frightened.

Draco stood up and stared at him fiercely, his expression angry and confused. Daphne covered her mouth, her blue eyes unblinking.

There was a tangled expression of envy and disdain on Blaise's face, as if he was thinking of some bad memories. Theodore was thoughtful and became more certain of his guess.

Some of the Slytherin wizards looked at Harry Potter in awe and whispered in low voices.

Snape looked at Harry deeply, looking confused and thoughtful. He said lazily: "Brian, take your snake back."

"Shrink quickly." Brian murmured a spell, which restored Ofer to his original shape, bent down and picked it up in his hand.

Ofer hung in his hand like a lump of limp noodles, his gleaming red eyes still staring unblinkingly at Harry.

"You have outstanding talents, Potter." Brian looked at Harry with clear eyes and smiled at him.

"Let's go... hum..." Ron covered his pig's nose, grabbed Harry who was in a daze, and hurried out of the auditorium together with Hermione.

Wherever they passed, the crowd parted like water running across rocks, as if they were afraid of getting into something bad.

"Parseltongue! Harry Potter is a Parseltongue!" After the three people left, the auditorium suddenly became noisy as if it had been blown up.

"So...the heir of Slytherin?"

"Yes, Salazar Slytherin is a Parseltongue!"

"That's really evil language, it makes people's hair stand on end...Potter must have been encouraging the snake to bite off his friend's head just now!"

"I don't think Harry is, he saved my life last term!" Justin Finch-Fletchley argued with his friends.

"Justin, maybe it was just because he didn't have the strength to deal with you last semester. He was in a coma for a long time." Ernie MacMillan warned, "Potter knows your origins. You'd better hide it recently." Only in the dormitory."

"Let me just say, Harry Potter must be a dark wizard with terrifying magical powers. Otherwise, how could he possibly kill the Dark Lord?" Theodore said with certainty.

Now, most people are beginning to believe that Harry Potter is the heir.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..." Draco paced back and forth and said in an unhappy tone, "Why is he a Parseltongue, huh? A reckless and arrogant Gryffindor!"

"Maybe Harry Potter is Slytherin's great-great-great-grandson or something." Daphne said slightly worriedly.

Gilderoy Lockhart tried to calm everyone down, but he could not stop the discussion among the young wizards that almost shook the ceiling. In the end, he had to end the dueling club hastily.

A group of young wizards were talking in the Slytherin common room. Draco was surrounded by a group of people. They put their heads together and argued about Harry Potter. The young wizards were in chaos until very late. He had no intention of going back to rest.

Brian did not participate in the argument. He silently walked through the stone wall, put on his invisibility cloak and sneaked into the secret room again.

He found the castle model with ease, and identified the locations of the little wizards inside. He was a little surprised to find that Justin Finch-Fletchley was slipping out alone. His expression looked uneasy and entangled, as if he was going to find Harry. Let’s have a chat.

"Very well, the third time, try at a different time." Brian bit his lip gently and muttered.

He provided the basilisk with a location and a target, and let the basilisk swim out with him.

Outside the bathroom, he slid down and watched the basilisk recede. He followed quietly.

There was an exclamation from the front, and it was Justin's voice. Then there was another horrified scream that made Brian's heart sink.

He ran over quickly, the invisibility cloak rustling on the ground. The basilisk slipped back and swam straight back to where the secret chamber was.

Brian ran over and saw Justin Finch-Fletchley, lying cold and stiff on the floor with a mirror in front of him. There was another man with his eyes wide open in horror, lying on the ground dully, like a stiff statue.

It's Hermione.

Brian leaned against the wall without any strength, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hermione! Justin!" Harry ran over. He looked at the scene in front of him, breathing heavily, with a cry in his voice.

"Hermione, no!" He shook Hermione's body, but then shrank back as if she had been burned.

"What's wrong?" The pig's snout on Ron's face got bigger, and George made it swell when he tried to heal him. He ran over quickly, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he exclaimed: "Oh my God... Knock, knock, knock... Hermione!"

"No...it's because of me, Ron..." Harry's eyes were red and his tone was trembling, "Justin wanted to come to me, but I couldn't think of it, so Hermione came out in my place..."

"It's not because of you, Harry...huh..." Ron covered his nose and said feebly, "It's okay, let's go find the professor, she will be cured..."

Harry nodded in despair, looking pale at a line of spiders crawling away in the corner.

Brian silently returned to the common room, where there were many young wizards. Draco was arguing with Theodore, and Crabbe and Goyle leaned back in the armchairs with sleepy looks.

"Anyway, the Sorting Hat sorted Potter into Gryffindor. This is simply a shame." Theodore said firmly.

"Potter, he is close to those Mudbloods, you know! He has never shown qualities consistent with his arrogant character..." Draco said with an irritated expression.

"Maybe he's just hiding himself..." Theodore retorted.

Brian ignored those discussions and didn't stop. He went straight back to the dormitory and threw himself on the bed.

[Witness and participate in the duel club, witness points +0.5×2]

[Witness and participate in the third attack, witness point +1×2]

Looking at the words displayed on the system, Brian eliminated them from his mind. At this time, he didn't feel any excitement at all.

"I do not like this."

he muttered.

He was very unhappy.

Brian was convinced that he had been doing the right thing, but this accident left him unhappy.

He stared at the ceiling blankly and sighed softly.

"I thought I could change something." His eyes were dark.

"Is there really a destiny?"