I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

The sword of Gryffindor is between John and Harry.

Just as John was about to get it, he saw the basilisk break free and sweep over with its tail.

He had no choice but to continue to strengthen the transformation technique, and the surrounding trees turned into ropes one by one to bind the basilisk.

The stone turned into a puppy and bit the basilisk's tail.

"Harry, take that sword!"

John yelled to Harry, who had already been sobered by the basilisk.

Originally, it was Riddle who hinted to him through the connection between the Horcruxes that it would be easy to recover as long as he was stimulated.

But Harry didn't have confidence now, he quickly shook his head in front of a tree and said loudly, "I can't do it!"

"You can do it, you are the savior, you are the son of prophecy!"

John was distracted and was almost bitten by the basilisk's free head. The sharp snake teeth were like sabers, and it bit down and got stuck on the tree.

The trees quickly withered and decayed, and John broke out in a cold sweat.

Harry over there continued to shake his head like a rattle, saying involuntarily, "I can't, John, I'm not you, I'm not that good."

"You bastard..."

The rotten wood was bitten off by the basilisk, its fangs flashing with deadly colors, and it bit down towards the sound.

John used the Iron Armor Charm to block it, and his wand was sent flying.

He had to parry it with Ironwick's sword, and the fangs almost touched his face.

No matter how good his temper is, John can't help cursing now.

He rolled out of the way, then pointed in Harry's direction.

Casting spells without wands, lucid spells, physics.

Harry was still in a daze, but he was suddenly sent flying, his body uncontrollably thrashed up and down twice, and he was pulled out from behind the tree.

It really worked, he came to his senses, John cursed loudly: "I don't care if you can do it or not, quickly pull out that damn sword for me!"

"Yes, John is in danger, and I must help."

The awakening spell brought Harry back to life, and although he was a little dazed, Harry got up and ran to the sword of Gryffindor and pulled it out.

A shiny silver sword with a large ruby ​​egg inlaid on the hilt.

Harry got it, and suddenly he had the courage to fight.

It was this courage that was a bit too much, and he picked up the sword of Gryffindor and rushed towards the basilisk just like John did.

This made John dumbfounded.

"No, are Gryffindors so brave? I'll let you pull it out for me!"

Harry made a fearless charge, and...

"John help!!!"

The basilisk entangled Harry, ready to swallow Harry in one gulp.

But he lured the basilisk away, buying John time.

He picked up his wand and pointed it at the basilisk that was about to kill Harry, and all the magic power was output on the chopstick-shaped tip, which burst into dazzling white light.

"Bones in pieces! (Reducto)"

The basilisk's mouth was hit by white light, there were no scales there, the huge head flew backwards, and the whole snake fell to the ground.

It still wanted to get up, John held the iron sword behind his back, accelerated and sprinted the sword into its open jaw.

The soft mouth is not lacking in toughness, and John encountered obstacles when he penetrated.

But it didn't matter, John's wand was aimed at the hilt, and a banishing spell hit the sword hard.

The blade is pushed out by this force, shooting out like a nail gun.

Iron Wick's sword became a nail, and the blade was driven into the ground through the jaw.

The basilisk twitched in pain, slapping its whole body.

John's arm grazed the fangs on the upper jaw and pulled it out. He shouted: "Kill it!"

Harry, who was sore all over, reacted, and he rushed forward with his sword in hand.

Slashed at the basilisk's head with a sword, awkwardly, stuck in the middle.

John was speechless, and now the basilisk hurt even more.

"I want to kill the one who has a good time."

It roared loudly, and Harry, who could understand Parseltongue, was dumbfounded.

Fortunately, John let go of Ironwick's sword, went up to take Gryffindor's sword, and aimed at the basilisk's head with a sword.

After the brain of the extremely vigorous basilisk was pierced, the whole snake suddenly languished, and within a few seconds, the basilisk completely lost its life.

Harry plopped down on the ground, and he swore it was the scariest day he'd ever had.

John, coming off the basilisk's head, was no better.

The basilisk was pierced by two swords, one Iron Wick stuck in the jaw, and the other Gryffindor pierced the brain.

The snake blood slid down the silver sword, John took out the bottle and took a bottle of snake blood.

Then he looked at the basilisk carefully, and saw the snake teeth as long as a sword, so he took out a few more bottles.

Harry, who had had enough rest, looked at John's strange behavior and apologized guiltily: "I'm sorry John, it's all because of me."

"It's okay Harry, you're just being used."

John didn't care about it, and pulled out the Iron Wick sword vigorously, and found that there were small spots on the blade that had been corroded by the venom.

He looked at the sword of Gryffindor enviously, the shiny blade was not affected in the slightest.

Feeling a little pain in his hand, John opened his sleeve, and there was a bloody wound on his right arm that looked like a knife cut.

Seeing this scene, Harry panicked and said, "John, you need to get treatment as soon as possible!"

He knew that the poison of the basilisk would kill people.

"Oh, it's just a fatal injury."

John smiled confidently. With Dumbledore around, can something happen to him?

He looked up at the sky, the sword of Gryffindor must have been sent by Dumbledore.

He just stood there blankly and waited for a few minutes, but the imaginary Dumbledore who fell from the sky did not appear.

John panicked.

This is the poison of the basilisk, Lao Deng, please stop joking.

The arm is a little numb, it should be poisoned.

John was still waiting for Dumbledore to save him, but he guessed wrong.

Dumbledore didn't know about this sudden situation at all, and Dumbledore was not at school at the moment.

It wasn't until the snake venom made his right hand unconscious that John was sure that Dumbledore hadn't really come over.

John sighed melancholy: "Okay, Harry, come here, and I will give you two last words."

"No, no, John, you'll be all right."

Harry didn't want to accept it, he rushed to John with determination, and was about to suck on John's arm.

"what are you doing?"

John held Harry's head with his left hand, keeping him away from his right hand, secretly thinking that even if you were the savior, I would not be able to follow.

Harry made up his mind and said, "I'll suck the poison out for you!"

"Don't be joking, okay, you can't cure the poison if you suck my blood dry, it's better to cut off my hand."

John looked at Harry with a headache, stop messing around, the poison has made his hands numb, and taking a few sips is of no use except for lying on the board together.

Feeling reasonable, Harry pulled out the sword of Gryffindor with a struggling expression on his face.

"Fuck, don't cut it, I think I can still save it."

Shocked by Harry's determination, John broke out in a cold sweat. John remembered that he had the blessing of a snake catcher, so he should be able to rescue him.

Under Harry's dubious eyes, he took out the antidote and drank it in one gulp, aiming his wand at the wound.

"Healed as New (Episkey)"

The wound was healing little by little, and John felt that his hand was gradually regaining consciousness.

This made him secretly relieved, it seemed that he was scaring himself.

Constantly casting the spell, that scary wound, healed over time.

John moved his right hand, except for some soreness, everything else was fine.

Swallowing, John looked at Harry's sword and said, "You can put it down now."

Harry put down the sword, and John walked up to the basilisk, which was full of treasures, but unfortunately he couldn't take it away.

He stared at the poisonous teeth, these were precious.

I pried them off one by one, and stuffed the fangs into John's small bag.

"Let's go back."

With the basilisk out of the way, it's time for John to go back.

The two were a little sloppy, and John couldn't care less about it.

After the treatment, his stomach was rumbling.

Even Harry, who had been hypnotized by Riddle before, was also frightened after recovering.

"You mean you put that diary there?"

John was lost in thought as he listened to Harry speak.

What the hell is Riddle up to?

"He told me that you opened the secret room, and he has a way to stop you, so I..."

Harry felt guilty and embarrassed, and when he recovered carefully, he realized what a stupid thing he had done.

John is also speechless, you don't listen to my words, do you believe in a paper man in a notebook?

The two returned to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and John passed the room inside the statue. After thinking about it, he would come again next time.

Coming out of the passage, in the girls' washroom, Snape had been waiting for a long time.

"John Wick, Harry Potter."

Professor Snape's face was livid, John smiled coyly, and said sincerely, "I have my reasons, do you believe it?"

Professor Snape looked at John coldly, as if to say, believe me or not.

After finally explaining it clearly to Professor Snape, John showed him the basilisk fangs.

Professor McGonagall came and saw this scene, and rushed the two little guys to the school hospital for examination.

Harry was alright, he was a little tired, but he was a little bruised.

But when it came to John, Madam Pomfrey wondered if the child was faking illness.

Except for the sloppy clothes, John was not injured at all, not even a bit of skin.

If Harry hadn't seen John being bitten with his own eyes, he probably thought John had just rolled in the mud.

...

Showing off wildly in the auditorium, John is going to find Malfoy to get back the diary.

When he found Malfoy, he gave bad news.

"Daphne is gone."