After Silan finished speaking, a hoarse, aged voice suddenly rang out.
"You are not the Heir of Slytherin..."
"You have no right to pry into the treasure... Kill..."
This is exactly the same voice that Silan heard from the ceiling earlier; it must be the Basilisk.
But what it said was very strange.
What is "Slytherin's Secret Treasure"?
Besides the Basilisk, did Slytherin leave something else in the Chamber of Secrets?
This confirms his previous thoughts.
Slytherin went to great lengths to build the Chamber of Secrets, leaving behind a Basilisk, yet they only killed one person over the years.
If, as rumored, it's for purifying the school, then that's utterly ridiculous.
Therefore, there must be another purpose behind it.
But what exactly it is, Silan doesn't know yet.
Slytherin's enormous stone face suddenly moved, its mouth opening wider and wider until it became a huge black hole.
Something seemed to be moving inside the statue's mouth, making a rustling sound.
Silan quickly took a step back.
No sooner had he left than a colossal object crashed down from above, causing the entire Chamber of Secrets to tremble.
Silan didn't dare to look up, his gaze sweeping across the Basilisk's body along the floor.
This enormous Basilisk was entirely green, gleaming with the vibrant light characteristic of venomous snakes, and its body was as thick as Whomping Willow.
Its appearance brought with it a nauseating, fishy stench, so strong it almost seemed to have a physical form.
The Basilisk turned its eyes and stared intently at Silan, its massive body twisting as it rapidly approached him.
Silan held her breath and quickly backed away.
A flash of light appeared beside them, and the Basilisk let out a sharp, agonizing howl.
It was Dumbledore made the move.
"Tear them apart... kill them..."
The ferocious Basilisk suddenly turned its head, staring intently at Dumbledore with two enormous yellow eyes like light bulbs, its two venomous fangs resembling long silver swords.
The Basilisk lunged at Dumbledore in a rage.
Silan Teng made a move and threw out the blindfold prop he had prepared earlier.
The prop, resembling a sphere, flew through the air in an arc and struck the Basilisk's head precisely.
Upon touching the Basilisk's head, the sphere seemed to melt instantly, clinging tightly to the Basilisk's scales.
In the blink of an eye, it completely covered the Basilisk's eyes.
Two golden rings, one tightly binding the Basilisk's neck, the other covering its eyes, rendering it blind.
The Basilisk struggled frantically, its mouth agape as it twisted and slammed against the wall.
The entire Chamber of Secrets trembled, stones shattered by the Basilisk flew everywhere, and a violent scream echoed throughout the Chamber of Secrets.
"My head hurts... my head hurts so much..."
"What exactly did you do?!"
The effect appears to be significant.
Silan Basilisk, "The more you struggle, the tighter it will tighten its grip."
"Spare me... please... please untie this thing..." the Basilisk pleaded.
"Okay." Silan walked a little further away. "But you have to tell me what Slytherin's secret treasure is."
"Yes...of course you can." The Basilisk calmed down.
Seeing the Basilisk suddenly calm down, Dumbledore gave Silan a surprised look.
Did he manage to persuade the Basilisk?
How could an ancient monster who has lived for over 1000 years be so easily persuaded?
That's incredible.
But Dumbledore didn't let his guard down; his wand was poised to strike.
The Basilisk, now calm, began to crawl along the ground, starting slowly and then speeding up until it almost leaped up, its mouth wide open as it lunged towards Silan.
It had just backed down because it wanted to pinpoint Silan's location by listening to his voice and then find an opportunity to kill him.
This attack used all of the Basilisk's strength.
If it can land, the Basilisk, with its body weight, can crush Silan into a pulp.
The green light in the Chamber of Secrets shone on the Basilisk's emerald green body, revealing a slightly terrifying glow.
The Basilisk's enormous body stretched out in the air, its gaping maw snapping open.
Its fangs, like longswords, and sharp teeth, like daggers, slammed into Silan with an extremely terrifying, crushing force.
Silan, who had been silently retreating, remained completely unperturbed as the Basilisk leaped high and lunged at her.
I simply looked up and stared straight at it.
"A beast is a beast." Silan had never believed the Basilisk's words.
He waved his wand, tightening the Golden Hoop around the Basilisk's head.
The Basilisk let out a chilling scream, crashed heavily to the ground, and rolled around in agony.
But Basilisk has lived for 1,000 years is not so easy to deal with.
Despite the excruciating pain caused by the tight band on its head, it still endured the agony, rolling around and waving its tail to attack Silan.
Dumbledore, who was standing nearby, waved his wand to shield Silan from the attack.
The eyeless Basilisk posed no threat to him.
"No wonder it's a 1000-year-old Basilisk, it's so tough. But I like to tame tough guys."
Looking at the Basilisk writhing incessantly, Silan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
The Golden Hoop tightened to its maximum, but the Basilisk still did not yield and continued to roar.
Silan took out the live rooster he had prepared.
As soon as the rooster appeared, the Basilisk immediately sensed something was wrong. Its voice stopped abruptly, and its thick tongue flicked in and out of its mouth.
The smell of roosters in the air instilled in it a fear that crept up from the depths of its soul.
The rooster is its natural enemy.
This time, the Basilisk was truly terrified.
No! Don't!
"I have lived for 1,000 years! A thousand years!"
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! I can't die!"
The Basilisk howled madly again, its body twisting and turning as it frantically searched for a way to escape.
Silan watched it struggle coldly.
Upon seeing the Basilisk, the rooster's body trembled violently, and its eyes glazed over for a moment.
But the next second, a dazzling light burst forth from the rooster's body, and it raised its neck, staring intently at the Basilisk.
"No!" the Basilisk continued to roar, "Don't let it roar! You can't kill me!"
"Otherwise, you'll never get the treasure!"
The rooster remained unmoved and raised its head to crow.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo..."
Upon hearing the rooster's crow, the Basilisk's body stiffened abruptly, trembled, and let out several agonizing howls.
He collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Seeing that it seemed to have fainted, Silan quickly used a "Langlock" on the rooster and then grabbed its neck.
The rooster's crowing stopped abruptly.
The Basilisk remained motionless, still unconscious.
According to ancient records, roosters are the natural enemy of Basilisk, and their crowing is deadly to them.
But perhaps this Basilisk had lived for far too long, accumulating a great deal of magical power within its body, and with Silan's timely intervention, it was only unconscious for now.
Seeing that Silan was unharmed, Dumbledore, who was standing nearby, breathed a sigh of relief and inwardly sighed with admiration.
A cautious nature, thorough preparation, and calm judgment...
And Tom...
I can't think about it anymore!
Dumbledore was struggling with his thoughts again and had to abruptly stop thinking.
To divert attention, Dumbledore walked over to Silan, glanced up at the Basilisk, and asked, "What are you going to do next?"
Silan took out the small box containing the Control Crystal Core: "All we need to do is implant this crystal core into its head."
"However, you will need to extract this part of his memory afterward."
Dumbledore nodded.
That way, when the Basilisk wakes up, it won't remember that they were there, and naturally it won't reveal it.
"Then let's begin."