Snape walked out quickly. If the basilisk was resurrected, there would be no way for the little wizard in the hall to avoid it!

The sound of clattering footsteps rushed in the corridor, and at this moment a tall man walked in from the door. His skin was very pale, and he was looking at Azar's body.

Madam Pomfrey felt something and was about to turn around when suddenly a drowsy curse hit her. Before she fell into coma, she only saw black clothes, exposed feet, and a pair of hairy legs brought by male adulthood.

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The hairy legs were still chapped and bleeding.

Tom was weak and approached Azar with a face full of pain. Due to a mistake in the resurrection ceremony, his soul was now constantly being pulled in the body, and his skin was covered with bloodshot cracks, and then continued to recover.

Under the master-servant contract, Buri asked him to stay in the turret. Now he went against Buri's words. It can be said that an unbearable pain burst out from his soul, making it difficult for him to move. He only relied on strong willpower to persist.

Walk to the campus hospital.

"Quick, give me your body"

Tom grabbed Azar and tried to pour his soul into Azar's body, but it was useless. His soul had been completely tied to the resurrected body, making it difficult to escape. Even if he separated any trace of his soul, it would be impossible to escape.

Can't do it.

"Bump!" Tom's fist hit the hospital bed hard, making a loud noise. His eyes were full of cruelty and humiliation, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Brie Old!"

"boom!"

"Ah, the basilisk!"

Tom suddenly widened his eyes and looked outside. He only heard shouts one after another, mixed with the roar of the basilisk. It was obvious that the basilisk was resurrected!

"You can't kill the basilisk without poking its eyes out." Tom slowed down, suppressing the pain of his soul and body, and slowly slid to the ground. When he felt the coldness on his neck, he held on to the basilisk.

The magic stone representing the rules of the soul hangs in the large wizard robe.

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Touching the incomplete soul power in it, Azar's eyes dropped. He couldn't use it, and he couldn't use it from the bottom of his heart, because it would once again go against Brie's wishes.

The hands dropped helplessly.

"Ding~"

There was a soft metallic sound as it fell to the ground. Tom slowly looked at the exquisite cufflinks that fell out of Azar's pocket, his eyes deep.

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In the hall, Professor McGonagall stared at Harry and Ron after Snape took Azar to the school hospital. For a long time, looking at the two innocent faces and unable to think of anything, McGonagall stared at Harry and Ron.

Professor Greg reluctantly took out the dagger he took out from the basilisk's head and handed it to Harry.

"Please keep it and return it when Dumbledore comes back. I think we don't need it now."

Professor McGonagall glanced at Harry seriously and continued: "Don't think about being a savior, Potter, we should be down to earth and learn the knowledge you can learn at Hogwarts. Only then can we help you, instead of acting recklessly."

,violated discipline!"

"Now, you two, go back to the table and eat!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other and sighed. They really forgot about everything except that Harry had a headache before entering the Chamber of Secrets.

"Why are you here!"

Ron pointed angrily at Bree, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table, feasting.

Bree was still chewing the chicken leg in her mouth at this time, and glanced at Ron dissatisfied, how could she ignore him while he was eating.

Soon, Ron's body froze.

The little wizards who were having a noisy meal in the hall all looked at him, as if he had done something that made everyone angry.

Professor McGonagall stepped forward and slapped Ron hard on the head.
Chapter completed!