Snakes are warm-blooded animals whose body temperature changes with the air temperature.
Although its eyes are highly degenerate, its tongue has evolved to sense external temperature.
The lower the body temperature, the less active the individual; excessively high temperatures can even lead to death.
However, if the Basilisk with scales that have anti-magic properties, all its weaknesses would disappear.
With Dobby's help, McGonagall and Flitwick moved into the Forbidden Forest and waited patiently outside the smoke.
"Dobby, please tell Pomona to protect the castle with the children."
The Basilisk is the natural enemy of the Acromantula, and its arrival in the Forbidden Forest will surely cause a disturbance.
The only way to retreat is to go around the mountains and escape forward.
"Dobby will tell Professor Sprout."
"Etc--"
Dobby was about to leave, paused.
"If the castle is invaded by the Acromantula, could you take me back to the castle?"
McGonagall didn't use the commanding tone she had just used; instead, it sounded more like a little girl making a request.
"Of course, ma'am." Dobby snapped his fingers after a polite farewell.
She looked at the tall trees nearby with a hint of excitement. "Filius, I've always wanted to make them move."
Flitwick nodded in understanding.
Having worked together for so many years, he certainly knew what his old colleague was thinking.
As a master of Transfiguration, McGonagall is capable of many things.
For example, changing the floor of a castle floor, or simultaneously controlling a dozen or so tall wooden Giant.
They are not bulky, but they don't look slender either.
Adorned with exquisite patterns, they possess a unique aesthetic appeal, scattered outside the smoke as a watchful presence.
"Minerva, you wouldn't happen to also be swayed by that magic in the castle..."
"Yes, I've always thought it was the most magical and incredible magic."
Flitwick chuckled awkwardly, remaining on high alert like a wooden Giant.
McGonagall is the Vice-Headmistress of Hogwarts and can activate the defensive magic left behind by the four Founders of the school.
However, the magic she cherishes is only permitted to be used in the most dangerous situations.
For example, Voldemort led a large number of Death Eaters to attack the school, or the Acromantula swarmed out.
The third floor of the castle.
Dobby relayed his words, and Sprout understood what was about to happen.
Unlike last year when they were controlled by Quirrell's Imperius Curse, this time Hogwarts will face the entire colony of Acromantula in the Forbidden Forest.
Hagrid, who served as the "keeper," couldn't even provide a vague number.
However, Vincent has introduced quite a few natural predators, so their numbers shouldn't increase too much.
"Well—kids, I think I understand how Severus felt now." Sprout didn't pursue the fact that they had violated school rules.
Detoxifying the Acromantula is a really great thing!
If Dumbledore were here, he would definitely get a lot of extra points.
But if Snape were here, the House Points for Gryffindor and Hufflepuff House would probably be wiped out.
Hermione's guilt was gradually fading as she revealed this crucial information.
If even the professors don't rigidly adhere to school rules and punishments, then surely the students can...
She shook her little head vigorously, throwing out this bold idea.
It's true what they say, One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets
But she didn't dislike it; in fact, she even enjoyed it a little.
If Vincent were here, facing an entire swarm of Acromantula, he certainly wouldn't try to be a hero by fighting alone.
"Professor Sprout, may I offer a small suggestion?"
"Please speak, Miss Granger."
Hermione felt encouraged by her kind eyes and mustered her courage from the expectant looks of her friends.
"I think this is a great opportunity."
Last semester we learned very few survival skills, but tonight we may gain far more practical experience than we did in the Duelling Club.
Sprout was slightly surprised. "You've come up with a really great idea."
Not all Acromantula will necessarily flood into the castle; if the students are organized properly, the danger will be greatly reduced.
"Wow—this is the least objectionable suggestion we've ever heard from you in all the time we've known you."
After saying that, Hermione, who was a little shy, immediately pouted and glared at him.
Fred and George hid behind Sprout, grinning, and occasionally peeked out to make faces at her.
"What do you mean by 'least objection'? Were all my previous suggestions bad?!"
"Hehehe~ Otherwise, why do you think we all listen to Vincent ~"
Hermione circled around them several times, but still couldn't catch the two who were as slippery as eels.
She gave up in a huff, "We have to hurry, no one knows when the Acromantula will come."
"What's there to be afraid of? It's not like we've never dealt with these adorable creatures before~" Fred grinned mischievously and gestured towards the obediently standing Rolf.
"Right, our future renowned Magizoologist?"
"Nonsense!" Rolf exclaimed slightly, "I'm just studying their habits."
"Really?" George poked his head out with the same wicked grin. "Professor, actually, Cedric isn't a good person either."
Whenever it's time to 'detox' the darlings, he's always the most enthusiastic one among us.
"I didn't!" Cedric's eyes widened. "Professor, you mustn't listen to his nonsense."
Sprout nodded at the two anxious Little Badger, both amused and exasperated.
Yes, whatever your own students say is right, no matter how unreliable it may seem, it is still the truth.
Despite the urgent situation, Harry showed no concern as he watched them playfully bickering.
His face was full of longing.
Together they broke school rules, together they stopped Quirrell, and together they "detoxified" the adorable kids...
Like him was Dobby, with his big, blinking eyes.
As a proper House-elf, one is destined not to have any emotions.
Their sole purpose in life was to serve the wizarding community.
"Alright, kids—" Sprout interrupted the commotion, "You all know how to get into the dormitories of each college, right?"
"I definitely know—" George quickly covered his mouth.
She didn't pursue the matter further either. "Very well, let's split up. I'll take care of the other professors."
"Let's go to the Slytherin dormitories!" Fred grinned, putting his arm around George's shoulder. "Don't worry, Professor, we definitely won't play any pranks!"
The credibility of twins making such expressions is practically zero.
Sprout nodded slightly to them.
Hufflepuff's dormitories are on the other side of the dungeon, while the dormitories for the other two houses are on the Seventh Floor.
Rolf is a sixth-grade student; he should be able to keep a good eye on them.
Cedric is very popular and is the best candidate to go to the Ravenclaw dormitory.
Harry went to the Gryffindor dorms, while Hermione took care of the girls.