Lorne recruited a team before the Christmas holidays ended.
The Basilisk extermination team consists of Lorne, Dobby, Fawkes, and two chickens.
Lorne stood at the door of Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom, ignoring Moaning Myrtle's cries, and searched for the faucet with the snake-patterned mark.
Lorne still felt a sense of awe towards such a large creature, so he specially wore the Chinese Fireball Scale Armor he had purchased from the system store today.
Wearing the red, scale-like soft armor, Lorne instantly felt incredibly safe.
Just to be on the safe side, in addition to the damage dealer Dobby, Lorne also brought Fawkes that specializes in attacking Basilisk but is not yet fully grown, as well as a rooster, a basilisk-resistant artifact. However, roosters are not Magical Creatures after all, Lorne was worried that their fragile bodies might be accidentally killed by the aftershocks of magic, so he specially brought two of them.
Lorne pulled out and opened the Howler Harry had sent him, and Harry's slightly immature voice echoed in the bathroom.
"Haishisa..."
The faucet emitted a dazzling white light and then began to spin rapidly. Next, the sink slowly disappeared from sight, revealing a very thick water pipe, large enough for a person to crawl inside.
Lorne: "..."
Is there a more respectable way to travel?
Lorne felt that if anyone discovered him crawling through the pipes, he would definitely have to make Mario appear to wash away the bad luck.
The passageways in Chamber of Secrets were initially extremely narrow, barely wide enough for one person to pass through. After walking several dozen steps, they suddenly opened up, revealing a giant serpent statue and a pool of water made of white stone bricks. The space Silencio.
Except for the occasional rooster crows.
Dobby nervously tried to grab Lorne's trouser leg, but all it got were scales with no foothold. It could only follow Lorne, who was striding forward, until it reached the edge of the pool.
Lorne couldn't summon the Basilisk using Parseltongue, not even when Harry came.
He resorted to the most primitive and violent methods.
evaporation.
The scales of the Chinese Fireball generate a large amount of high temperature after being activated by magic. Lorne doesn't know how the pool of stagnant water in Chamber of Secrets has remained undisturbed for thousands of years without odor or decreasing with evaporation. Perhaps the pool water has a slow regeneration function.
He believed that the high temperature of the scales produced by the system would allow the evaporation rate to exceed the regeneration rate of the pool water.
Lorne had barely been near the pool for two minutes when a huge black shadow slowly emerged from the water. Fox, who was perched on the statue, immediately took flight as a warning, while Fawkes, who was hiding to the side with two roosters in his Dobby, held his breath.
"Bang!"
The troll's Troll body burst through the water, the splashing water instantly turning into wisps of white smoke upon landing on Lorne's scales. Worried about his friends being injured, Lorne stopped the magical output from his scales, simultaneously putting on his sunglasses and taking two steps back, shouting, "Plan A!"
A phoenix's cry pierced the quiet, secluded Chamber of Secrets.
Fawkes spread its wings, its sharp talons whistling past with a fierce whooshing sound.
Dobby plucked a feather from each of the two chickens, and it was time for the golden roosters to crow in the Chamber of Secrets that had been quiet for thousands of years.
Lorne used Levitation Charm to let the two chickens experience the freedom of flight. They circled and squawked in the air, dodging the Basilisk's various line-of-sight attacks thanks to Lorne's skillful maneuvering.
Dobby a House-elf, it's normal for Dobby to know some spells like spinning clothes and shredding trash. With one hand outstretched, it can use the Blasting Curse as a basic attack without needing a wand.
In fact, when the Basilisk appeared, Lorne suffered from megalophobia. Having lived as an ordinary person for too long, Lorne had a natural fear of the enormous creatures in the water.
But that didn't stop him from going all out after discovering that magic could damage the Troll.
All the fear stemmed from insufficient firepower. He had a Phoenix-style combat wingman, two sonic jamming drones, and a heavy machine gun with both firepower and frequency response capabilities behind him.
Lorne even felt he could sit down and start a Wizard Legend.
When the Basilisk collapsed, Lorne's side was unharmed, and even the two chickens were still alive.
As two chickens who had participated in the battle against the Basilisk, Lorne felt they could brag about it to the hens for the rest of their lives when they returned.
Lorne quickly cleared away the Basilisk's corpse. After taking over Hogwarts ' procurement, he finally realized that the purchase of Potions ingredients was the bulk of Hogwarts' expenses, with some expensive and rare materials accounting for as much as one-tenth of Hogwarts ' total expenditure.
The Basilisk's corpse is a treasure trove; if I can collect as many parts as possible, I can use them to steal some Galleon when Hogwarts makes purchases in the future.
Lorne had no intention of damaging or altering the rest of the Chamber of Secrets of Secrets. It was a treasure trove of Slytherin's heritage, passed down for thousands of years, and was a world-class gem in the Muggle World. He couldn't allow the Chamber of Secrets to be destroyed just because of a student activity.
" Dobby, Fawkes, mission accomplished, let's go."
Dobby works for the Malfoy family during the day and for Lorne at night, which makes Lorne feel like he's an undercover agent.
Unbeknownst to itself, it not only did its best but even thanked Lorne after completing the tasks assigned to Lorne.
Feeling guilty, Lorne gave Dobby employee Fawley —a Magic Mobile Phone.
Dobby jumped up happily, accidentally tearing the old pillowcase he was wearing.
After completing his mission, Fawkes returned to the Headmaster's Office, continuing his cycle of rebirth. As for the two chickens he borrowed from Hagrid, Lorne not only returned them but also gifted them two bottles of wheat beer and two fruit platters.
"I'll raise two more in a few days. No matter how many cooking methods you have, you can't keep up with the speed at which I raise chickens." Hagrid didn't care at all; he raised chickens only for himself and his magical animals.
Looking at Hagrid's sidelong glance, Lorne couldn't imagine how Harry could think Hagrid was the murderer.
" Hagrid, do you want to use magic openly and honestly?"
Hagrid exclaimed "Wow!" in surprise, then flashed the umbrella tucked under his arm. "Nobody knew my wand hadn't been lost, except Dumbledore, except you, except Harry..."
Lorne sighed, realizing Hagrid hadn't understood him. But he didn't need to ask anymore. Whether for Hagrid's sake or to teach his students how to properly seek the truth, he should clear Hagrid's name.
After tearing off a last bite of chicken leg, Lorne tossed the remaining bones to the eagerly waiting Fang, stood up, wiped his hands, and said, "Sorry Hagrid, I have to go now. I haven't finished writing the plan for the school activities after Christmas."
"Go ahead, Lorne. I can't help you with things that require thinking. Just call me if you need any help."
Lorne nodded. "I will."
Maybe he really needs it.
This year's campus activities are different from the previous academic year; the entire school is closed, and even the professors have nothing to do. He's not like Professor Snape, who works tirelessly and takes on all the responsibilities himself. Delegating tasks is the responsibility of the General Affairs Office to coordinate and plan.
However, writing a project proposal remains very difficult for him.