69novels Chapter 153 Snake Eyes' face-to-face petrification instantly dispelled? Dumbledore, you still s
Chapter 153 Snake Eyes' face-to-face petrification instantly dispelled? Dumbledore, you still s
Chapter 153 Snake Eyes' face-to-face petrification instantly dispelled? Dumbledore, you still say you didn't activate it!
As if the sunlight had simply been blocked, a light, floating shadow landed on the basilisk's sturdy body, which was strong enough to go toe-to-toe with Taro after a good meal, and with a thud, made extremely close contact with the floor of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.
As the floor shattered, blood slowly seeped from the basilisk's scales, followed by a series of teeth-grinding crunching sounds. Some of the hard, pale snake bones could not withstand the pressure and shattered, bursting out of the body in all directions, displaying a terrifying sight.
Kane slowly exhaled, and two slender shadow hands emerged from beneath his feet, gently pressing down on the basilisk's two yellow-orange eyes, and with a soft "plop," prying them out.
Obviously, I might be able to do something with these two eyeballs.
An eyeball umbrella? It's useless. Maybe I can think of some other uses for it.
As Kane thought this, he slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at the basilisk not far away, which was still being held down by the shadow and was barely breathing. It was clear that it didn't have much time left to live.
However, he wasn't in a hurry to give the basilisk a quick death. Instead, he controlled his third shadow arm to remove the magician's top hat from his head. He first put the two basilisk eyeballs inside, then took out a piece of chocolate. He carefully tore open the packaging and was about to feed himself a piece to quickly restore his health.
Then Dumbledore, who recovered in fifteen seconds, beat him to it: "Hmm, how did you know I like mango-flavored chocolate? I've always wanted the Bee Duke to make me a mango-filled chocolate."
After popping it into his mouth, he continued, "Unfortunately, the Bee Duke clearly didn't like the taste, so he refused my request... I never expected to find one in the Muggle world."
Kane, who failed to recover his health by eating chocolate, slowly put on the Pain Mask. Fortunately, he didn't only have food to recover his health. The Rebirth Amulet that he threw into the Shadow Codex was also tirelessly begging Kane not to die.
Every five seconds he was a little further away from death than he had been five seconds earlier. Just as he decided not to argue with Dumbledore this time, Dumbledore spoke first.
"If we let Snape see the basilisk in its current wretched state, he'll be furious and curse us for wasting its life with his mouth, which is more venomous than the basilisk's eyes."
He looked back at the basilisk's somewhat grotesque and miserable state, and sighed helplessly.
"So we can sell this thing secretly without Snape... Professor knowing. Basilisk should be worth a lot of money." Kane said, manipulating shadows to evenly envelop the basilisk's entire body, then lifting it up without wasting a single drop of blood.
"That's unlikely. There aren't many Potions Masters in all of Europe who can rival Severus. Besides, if he finds out that someone has this material, no matter what means he uses, it will eventually end up in his pocket. Let's not do anything unnecessary." Dumbledore waved his hand and then looked at Kane.
"Excellent, much better than I expected."
Kane frowned. "Your prediction?"
"Yes, my prediction before I came was that you would ultimately be defeated by the Basilisk, and then I would have Fawkes the Phoenix deliver the Gryffindor sword to you..."
As Dumbledore finished speaking, he suddenly saw Kane waving his hands rapidly: "Wait, wait, wait! What do you mean by having Fawkes deliver the Gryffindor sword? And you? What are you doing here? Your pre-arranged plans before coming here—does that mean you never intended to intervene in the first place?"
"Of course not. I just wanted to see your problem-solving skills, and it seems you haven't disappointed me. Besides, I also had a backup plan."
As he spoke, Dumbledore pulled the droplet containing the Mandela Antidote from inside his beard: "Well, theoretically, if my beard turned to stone, I could pierce this droplet, but unfortunately..."
Kane nodded. Very good. Dumbledore's contingency plan proved that he hadn't gone completely insane, but Dumbledore's inhumanity once again refreshed his understanding.
But why? Dumbledore is always so...human when he interacts with others, so why is the Dumbledore I meet so...
Just as Kane was pondering this question, Dumbledore continued, "By the way, Kane, do you still have that chocolate?"
"Yes, yes, I'll find it in the hat for you right now." Kane suddenly had an immoral idea. He reached into the hat and felt around, not for the chocolate, but for the giant basilisk eyeball.
After touching them, he didn't forget to remind Dumbledore: "Seriously, I really think your sunglasses are incredibly cool, you'd better never take them off."
"Haha, thank you Kane, but unfortunately that's impossible. However, since it's your request, perhaps I can leave it on today."
As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Kane pulled the basilisk's eyeballs out of his hat and pointed them at Dumbledore's sunglasses-wearing face, while also explaining to Dumbledore why he was doing this.
"Although I know this is wrong, I feel that your behavior of deceiving the innocent feelings of young wizards is very much in need of punishment. So I have decided to give Professor McGonagall the choice of whether to use the antidote to restore you immediately or to wait until the mandrake in the greenhouse matures so that you and Filch can wake up together in the greenhouse."
Kane spoke very quickly, as if afraid that Dumbledore wouldn't hear him if he spoke too late.
After doing all this, he looked down into the basilisk's eyes. As the last trace of magic from the basilisk itself seemed to disappear, although it was still that big, yellow-orange eye, it had no power left.
Kane pulled the other eyeball out of the hat. Hmm, the dangerous feeling had disappeared. It seemed to have nothing to do with using it; it was just that the magic dissipated automatically when the time was up.
After stuffing both eyeballs into the magician's top hat, he ignored Dumbledore's statue and walked straight to the basilisk corpse shrouded in shadow not far away.
Well, Dumbledore said that even if he sold the body, it would eventually end up back in Snape's hands, so there was no need to bother.
But is all I really want is to go through the trouble? I really want to make money. How many Galleons can I sell this huge pile of basilisk corpses for?
As for giving it to Snape for free, tsk tsk tsk, he probably wouldn't even get a kind look or a word of thanks. What's the point of giving it to him? So the best way is to let the basilisk enter the market. As for how Professor Snape buys it and how much he spends, that's not Kane's concern.
Just as he was pondering how to stuff the basilisk corpse, capable of strangling an elephant, into the magician's top hat, an untimely noise suddenly came from behind him.
With a crackling sound, Dumbledore's statue seemed to weather away, shedding a layer of even stone skin. Dumbledore, however, shrugged nonchalantly: "Hmm, this is the freshness I've always wanted."
Kane, watching this scene, looked at Dumbledore, who had suddenly recovered, with a bewildered and confused expression.
The basilisk's face-to-face petrification is instantly broken? Dumbledore, you still say you didn't activate it?