NOVEL NEXT Hogwarts: more magic than magic
Chapter 183 Reopening
Chapter 183 Reopening
[A timid, cowardly, hypocritical, and shameless person, because your intervention changed his ridiculous and tragic ending, you get 10 luck points.
But have you really completely changed his fate?Can he survive the ensuing series of events?Why not try something a little more radical?Isn't it easy for you?As long as you raise the magic wand in your hand again, even ending his life early can bring you a lot of benefits...]
When Qiz saw the first sentence, he was not surprised. After all, his side should be regarded as the safest position on this train. As long as this guy stays by his side, he will never have any problems before he has an accident.
Then when he saw the next series of questions and the final suggestion, his face suddenly darkened, and he ignored any hints given by the thing in his mind.
He started to concentrate on his own business. He didn't have much time. At this time, there was still about an hour or two before the action of those fake conductors, so he wanted to use the ten o'clock luck he got just now to try a real simulation again, try to find enough breakthroughs in this simulation, so that he can survive this crisis safely, and if he has spare energy, he can also try to save the little wizards on the train.
However, before starting the simulation, he still needs to make some necessary preparations. Chez's intuition told him that if he could not find a perfect solution to this crisis in this simulation, it would be difficult for him to have the opportunity to conduct another simulation.
So he needs adequate preparation before entering the simulation.
Keiz waved his wand with some disgust, lifted Lockhart's body on the toilet, and posed in a more comfortable position, making him look like a wise man sitting on the toilet and meditating.
Then he put the suitcase at his feet, quickly opened it and got in.
He now needs to use Polyjuice Potion to carry out the next plan, but there is no ready-made potion.
Fortunately, the potion raw materials stored in the suitcase were not all used up, and he added some when he went to Diagon Alley before school started, so it is not a problem to prepare several polyjuice soups.
Moreover, the venom and fangs of the basilisk also need to be purchased a little bit.
Qiz quickly came to the prison where the basilisk was held. After nearly a month of recuperation, the guy gradually regained some vitality, but the effect was not very obvious. If he didn't spit out messages from time to time, Qiz would have thought he was a dead snake.
Some time ago, he was still trying to find a way to restore him to the previous state of vigor and vitality. Unfortunately, the basilisk's mind, which was fixed by the whole body, seemed to have been greatly impacted. He even seemed very resistant to eating, and needed to be forced by Qizi.
During this period of force-feeding, Qizi fed him a large amount of various highly poisonous potions, but his venom production has not been increased. It seems that the squeeze some time ago was too hard, which has hurt his foundation.
But now that the crisis is at hand, Qiz can't control so much, so let's go out and fish.
He waved the wand in his hand, and the huge iron helmet firmly fixed on the basilisk's head slowly opened, and the iron chin moved his lower jaw to open the basilisk's entire mouth to the maximum extent.
Keiz found a few crystal vials that could hold venom, put them on the sharp fangs like daggers, swung his wand and squeezed the poison sac that stored the venom heavily.
It didn't stop until there was no drop of venom left in it, and finally squeezed out the unique sticky black blood Qizi of the basilisk.
During this process, the basilisk has been hissing shrillly from its throat, and the stench of gas is sprayed on Qizi's face, but he continued to move without paying attention.
After confirming that no more venom could be squeezed out, Qizi found a small sword that passed through Mithril, and slashed open the gum covered with fangs, exposing the root of the tooth that was deeply wrapped in flesh and blood.
After viciously inserting the dagger into the gap in the gums and prying it a few times, he didn't pull it out immediately, but did this action on the basilisk's mouth full of fangs. During this process, the life of the basilisk seemed to be passing by quickly, and the gasp in the throat was a little weak.
After each fang was loose, Keiz swung his wand and cast a left and right separation spell on one fang.
"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, a pure white fang that was as long as a baby's arm fell off and fell gently to the ground.
When the first fang fell off, the basilisk seemed to have regained its vitality, struggled and twisted, and the armor covering its whole body that fixed it tightly collided with each other during its struggle, making teeth-stinging friction sounds.
But it didn't break free. After struggling for a while, it seemed to have lost all its strength. It returned to calm, and its breathing was almost undetectable.
Keiz couldn't bear to see it struggling violently, so he waved his wand again, this time on all the fangs in the basilisk's mouth!
After all, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. If you pull out all of them at once, you don't have to suffer such pain.
"Puff puff……"
A dull and continuous sound erupted from the basilisk's huge mouth.
Several streams of sticky blood spewed out from the mouth of the basilisk, which was full of blood holes, and the whole snake struggled more violently. The iron armor was twisted under the huge force, and the hooks that were tightly biting the ribs of the basilisk were broken a lot, but its ribs were broken even more.
Seeing that this guy was about to get out of trouble, Qiz decided to end his suffering early, but he hesitated when he was about to strike. This thing was a very good weapon for him, and it would be a pity to lose it.
While he was hesitating, the basilisk, which seemed about to break free from most of its restraints, calmed down again, and returned to its original appearance motionless.
Qiz looked through the magic spell from a distance, and found that it was still breathing, so he ignored him, and after a little reinforcement of the following damaged restraint devices, he hurried to configure the potion.
After all, he really didn't have much time. Fortunately, the materials for configuring the potion were complete, and the tools were also available here.
After just ten minutes, Qiz prepared a sufficient amount of compound decoction. When he was about to leave, his mind turned and he returned to the workbench to prepare some other potions.
After dealing with everything, he returned to the bathroom. Professor Lockhart was very quiet, sitting motionless in his original position, sleeping like a baby.
Keiz pulled out one of his hairs, threw it into the compound soup that had just been prepared and shook it, waiting for the incomplete reaction, he did not drink it immediately.
Instead, he issued an order to that thing in his heart.
"One more real simulation!"
(End of this chapter)
[A timid, cowardly, hypocritical, and shameless person, because your intervention changed his ridiculous and tragic ending, you get 10 luck points.
But have you really completely changed his fate?Can he survive the ensuing series of events?Why not try something a little more radical?Isn't it easy for you?As long as you raise the magic wand in your hand again, even ending his life early can bring you a lot of benefits...]
When Qiz saw the first sentence, he was not surprised. After all, his side should be regarded as the safest position on this train. As long as this guy stays by his side, he will never have any problems before he has an accident.
Then when he saw the next series of questions and the final suggestion, his face suddenly darkened, and he ignored any hints given by the thing in his mind.
He started to concentrate on his own business. He didn't have much time. At this time, there was still about an hour or two before the action of those fake conductors, so he wanted to use the ten o'clock luck he got just now to try a real simulation again, try to find enough breakthroughs in this simulation, so that he can survive this crisis safely, and if he has spare energy, he can also try to save the little wizards on the train.
However, before starting the simulation, he still needs to make some necessary preparations. Chez's intuition told him that if he could not find a perfect solution to this crisis in this simulation, it would be difficult for him to have the opportunity to conduct another simulation.
So he needs adequate preparation before entering the simulation.
Keiz waved his wand with some disgust, lifted Lockhart's body on the toilet, and posed in a more comfortable position, making him look like a wise man sitting on the toilet and meditating.
Then he put the suitcase at his feet, quickly opened it and got in.
He now needs to use Polyjuice Potion to carry out the next plan, but there is no ready-made potion.
Fortunately, the potion raw materials stored in the suitcase were not all used up, and he added some when he went to Diagon Alley before school started, so it is not a problem to prepare several polyjuice soups.
Moreover, the venom and fangs of the basilisk also need to be purchased a little bit.
Qiz quickly came to the prison where the basilisk was held. After nearly a month of recuperation, the guy gradually regained some vitality, but the effect was not very obvious. If he didn't spit out messages from time to time, Qiz would have thought he was a dead snake.
Some time ago, he was still trying to find a way to restore him to the previous state of vigor and vitality. Unfortunately, the basilisk's mind, which was fixed by the whole body, seemed to have been greatly impacted. He even seemed very resistant to eating, and needed to be forced by Qizi.
During this period of force-feeding, Qizi fed him a large amount of various highly poisonous potions, but his venom production has not been increased. It seems that the squeeze some time ago was too hard, which has hurt his foundation.
But now that the crisis is at hand, Qiz can't control so much, so let's go out and fish.
He waved the wand in his hand, and the huge iron helmet firmly fixed on the basilisk's head slowly opened, and the iron chin moved his lower jaw to open the basilisk's entire mouth to the maximum extent.
Keiz found a few crystal vials that could hold venom, put them on the sharp fangs like daggers, swung his wand and squeezed the poison sac that stored the venom heavily.
It didn't stop until there was no drop of venom left in it, and finally squeezed out the unique sticky black blood Qizi of the basilisk.
During this process, the basilisk has been hissing shrillly from its throat, and the stench of gas is sprayed on Qizi's face, but he continued to move without paying attention.
After confirming that no more venom could be squeezed out, Qizi found a small sword that passed through Mithril, and slashed open the gum covered with fangs, exposing the root of the tooth that was deeply wrapped in flesh and blood.
After viciously inserting the dagger into the gap in the gums and prying it a few times, he didn't pull it out immediately, but did this action on the basilisk's mouth full of fangs. During this process, the life of the basilisk seemed to be passing by quickly, and the gasp in the throat was a little weak.
After each fang was loose, Keiz swung his wand and cast a left and right separation spell on one fang.
"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, a pure white fang that was as long as a baby's arm fell off and fell gently to the ground.
When the first fang fell off, the basilisk seemed to have regained its vitality, struggled and twisted, and the armor covering its whole body that fixed it tightly collided with each other during its struggle, making teeth-stinging friction sounds.
But it didn't break free. After struggling for a while, it seemed to have lost all its strength. It returned to calm, and its breathing was almost undetectable.
Keiz couldn't bear to see it struggling violently, so he waved his wand again, this time on all the fangs in the basilisk's mouth!
After all, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. If you pull out all of them at once, you don't have to suffer such pain.
"Puff puff……"
A dull and continuous sound erupted from the basilisk's huge mouth.
Several streams of sticky blood spewed out from the mouth of the basilisk, which was full of blood holes, and the whole snake struggled more violently. The iron armor was twisted under the huge force, and the hooks that were tightly biting the ribs of the basilisk were broken a lot, but its ribs were broken even more.
Seeing that this guy was about to get out of trouble, Qiz decided to end his suffering early, but he hesitated when he was about to strike. This thing was a very good weapon for him, and it would be a pity to lose it.
While he was hesitating, the basilisk, which seemed about to break free from most of its restraints, calmed down again, and returned to its original appearance motionless.
Qiz looked through the magic spell from a distance, and found that it was still breathing, so he ignored him, and after a little reinforcement of the following damaged restraint devices, he hurried to configure the potion.
After all, he really didn't have much time. Fortunately, the materials for configuring the potion were complete, and the tools were also available here.
After just ten minutes, Qiz prepared a sufficient amount of compound decoction. When he was about to leave, his mind turned and he returned to the workbench to prepare some other potions.
After dealing with everything, he returned to the bathroom. Professor Lockhart was very quiet, sitting motionless in his original position, sleeping like a baby.
Keiz pulled out one of his hairs, threw it into the compound soup that had just been prepared and shook it, waiting for the incomplete reaction, he did not drink it immediately.
Instead, he issued an order to that thing in his heart.
"One more real simulation!"
(End of this chapter)
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