Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 142 No Male Mother!
"Is this the wife you prepared for me?"

Sissoko said nervously,

“Isn’t it a little too small…”

"Just a reminder, if you were to think like that on a human level, you'd be arrested and chemically castrated," Cohen said. "I actually want you to take care of—"

"Hiss (Mom!)..." The little basilisk looked up at Sissoko with its sparkling yellow eyes and shouted instinctively, "Hiss (Hungry!)..."

“Noooooooooo!!!”

Sissoko screamed, retracted his head from the deep pit, and lay on his back like a "dead snake" with his white belly exposed.

"Why are you unhappy?" Cohen shook Sissoko's snake head, which was lying on the ground pretending to be dead. "Didn't you say you wanted a female snake the most? It sounds like a female."

"I want a wife... a wife!" Sissoko wailed, his head swaying back and forth as Cohen shook it, as if he had completely given up resistance. "I don't want to raise a child... It cries out for hunger from birth, and as soon as I hear it, it'll snatch my meat! And taking care of a child is so troublesome—"

"Mommy mommy!"

The little basilisk called out from the deep pit,

"Hungry! Hungry!"

"You snake, you only think about yourself."

Cohen shook his head at Sissoko.
"No wonder you left me and ran away..."

“This is different from your situation back then,” Sissoko explained, quickly raising himself. “Back then, I really wanted to take you with me, but you looked more human—with me, you would…”

"Then we'll leave it here. When the nearby wizards find it, they'll kill it. It's still too small to kill an adult wizard with its stare." Cohen said cruelly, "If you don't want to help raise it - the wizards should treat it the same way they treated me when I was just born, you know, like throwing hundreds of killing curses at it..."

Sissoko suddenly curled up his tail, as if recalling the scene eleven years ago.

Cohen did not die because of the mixed blood in his body. This little basilisk was just an ordinary basilisk, the same as Sissoko - or almost the same, after all, Sissoko had more acquired potion effects than it.

"Ugh……"

Sissoko slowly turned over and crawled towards the deep pit.

In the end, it decided to take the little snake monster with it as Cohen wished, even though it might have to share half of its food with the little snake monster - after all, the food was given by Cohen, so it didn't need to catch it itself.

Cohen was also a little surprised to see that Sissoko, who was obviously a cold-blooded animal, still behaved very humanely.

Originally, Cohen planned to raise it in a reptile box himself if Sissoko didn't want to keep it. This little snake monster born from a sacrifice gave Cohen a strange sense of déjà vu - his own birth was almost the same.

"Then the task of teaching it what to bite and what not to bite is left to you." Cohen said with satisfaction.

"The old snake monster didn't teach me these things..."

Sissoko was like a hanging willow branch, headfirst down to the bottom of the pit, with half of his body left outside the pit so that the little basilisk could climb up it and come out of the pit.

The little basilisk coiled around Sissoko's head and was slowly lifted up by Sissoko.

Its coiled-up size was about half a Cohen—the observation from the top of the cave just now was a little inaccurate. In Hagrid's words, it was still a little furry baby.

"Look, it's still very cute," Cohen said.

"Mom!" the little basilisk said, lying on Sissoko's head, "I'm hungry!"

"It's so cute," Sissoko replied listlessly.

The little basilisk is trying to swallow Sissoko.

"Click——"

Suddenly, a very crisp sound of stone rubbing against each other came from not far behind Cohen, as if someone was trying to sneak away carefully and silently, but because of the two half-basilisks in the cave, they panicked and stepped in the wrong place.

Cohen and Sissoko subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound - since Sissoko had a little basilisk on his head, the little basilisk was now also staring at the person making the noise under his feet.

"hiss--"

Because the prison transformed by magic disappeared due to the death of the caster, Elvis, who had recently woken up from a coma, finally found a chance to escape.

But as soon as he turned the corner, he saw a moment that he would never forget - now he really would never forget it, because his life was about to end - a huge, dark green snake as thick as a human was lying next to the child of Rose.

All the cultists around were gone, leaving only an unconscious man with light blond hair lying not far away.

The bulges on the giant snake's belly could explain where the people with the silver keys were.

"Wait--"

When Cohen realized that the person who showed his head was Elvis, he wanted to remind him to close his eyes, but it seemed too late.

The old man had fallen down like a rag doll, his body limp and his eyes wide open.

If he didn't die after being stared at by two snake monsters, one big and one small, he would be a super-endurance king.

"I originally wanted him to rush back and finish the work, but now Rose really has to stay up all night alone to finish the work that the old man delayed." Cohen said sullenly, turning to look at Sissoko and the little basilisk.
"It seems... we really need to find a way to treat your eyes quickly, to prevent you from causing even greater trouble later."

"Mom! Food!"

The little basilisk looked at the fallen old man and said to Sissoko excitedly.

"Dad! Food!"

The little snake monster didn't forget to say something to Cohen as well.

“This generation is comfortable, but I’m not your father,” Cohen said.

"I'm not your mother!" Sissoko taught the little basilisk, "I'm a male! Males should call me daddy!"

"Mom!" The little basilisk had no intention of changing his tone towards Sissoko.

……

After disposing of the body, Cohen allowed Sissoko and the little basilisk to return to the box.

Now we need to wake Mr. Lovegood up and ask him what happened before we get out of here.

"Recover quickly."

Cohen cast a recovery spell on Xenophilius, and seconds later, he jolted awake.

"who are you?"

Xenophilius took a deep breath. He had just opened his eyes to see a very young child—but he wasn't supposed to be among a bunch of pagans...

Wait, pagan!

Xenophilius looked around nervously. It was still the same cave, but there was no longer the light from Sirius on the top. Only the tip of Cohen's wand was still glowing.

And those pagans... they all seemed to have disappeared, leaving no new traces.

"Are you Luna's father?" Cohen asked. "My name is Cohen, and I'm Luna's classmate—one year older than her."

"Ah, you know Luna?" Xenophilius said in surprise. "Luna isn't coming here too—I don't want to—"

"No, she didn't come." Cohen looked around, pretending to be equally clueless. "I was also captured, but just now they all seemed to have suddenly disappeared."

Xenophilius seemed completely unfamiliar with the name Cohen.

"That's good..." Xenophilius said, patting his chest. "It's terrifying. Those people used Luna to threaten me, asking me to help them find a method and materials to cultivate a basilisk—wait a minute...it seems they actually succeeded. I also saw the 'god' they believe in, but why does it look so much like a Dementor?"

"I don't know. I just came out of the fork in the road." Cohen said, "I thought you were also arrested. It turns out you are part of the gang..."

"I was coerced!" Xenophilius quickly corrected him. "I don't want to believe in their weird gods at all, Cohen. Let's get out of here—"

Xenophilius noticed the deep pit not far away.

He remembered that the basilisk bred by the Silver Key people should be at the bottom of that deep pit.

"Don't look into that pit," Xenophilius warned, pulling Cohen over. "There's a basilisk down there. If you look at it, you'll die."

"Thanks for the reminder," Cohen said.

But Cohen had one last thing to do.

"Hey, Cohen, where are you going?" Xenophilius stood against the wall, watching Cohen walk towards the fork in the road on the other side with confusion. "The exit is this way—"

He pointed the way out of the cave.

"There are still things to save." Cohen walked into the fork in the road where the little thestral was imprisoned.

A moment later, Cohen came out holding a sleeping little thestral.

It curled up into a ball, its thin wings pressed against its ribs, and the unicorn scent of Cohen made it feel comfortable - so it didn't wake up during the transportation.

"Ah..." Xenophilius saw the little Thestral in Cohen's arms. "You are such a kind child. Wizards always think that Thestrals are ominous creatures, but Luna and I both think they are actually misunderstood..."

"We need to get it back to Hogwarts. The Thestrals there are looking for it," Coin said. "Mr. Lovegood, you can Apparate, right? Could you take me somewhere closer to Hogwarts?"
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Cohen originally thought that he could sneak back to school without being noticed, and with the help of Xenophilius, he might even be able to get back to the dormitory before Hogwarts curfew.

But Cohen underestimated the shadow his fake death had cast on Dumbledore - when the two of them just arrived at the station outside Hogwarts, Fawkes, hovering in the night sky, spotted them.

The big fiery red bird grabbed the two of them, there was a flash of fire, and the next second they were in Dumbledore's headmaster's office.

"Good evening, Xenophilius, good evening, Cohen."

Dumbledore, in his nightgown, greeted them.

"I apologize for sending Fox to bring you here without asking for permission, but please forgive me. I was concerned about Cohen's safety and had Fox searching for him. I'm glad you could bring Cohen back, Xenophilius."

(End of this chapter)