Snape, the Sunshine of Hogwarts.

Chapter 194 Death Curse
"Don't move! Stay where you are!"

At that moment, Severus, who was blindfolded, suddenly pulled the cloth off his face!
He seized the perfect moment; the basilisk had just swallowed the Auror and was raising its enormous head as if to swallow, its eyes, capable of killing instantly, still fixed on the ceiling above.

Severus extended his wand and aimed it at the basilisk's jaw, which was noticeably softer and weaker than the rest of its body.

The next moment, he uttered the unforgivable curse.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A ghastly green light suddenly shot out from the tip of Severus's wand!

The light emitted by the incantation illuminated the entire underground space, turning the faces of the two, Kabuna and Kabuna, who stood motionless in place, deathly pale.

The basilisk, which had just swallowed an Albanian Auror, also sensed the deadly threat!
It hissed and twisted its body, trying to dodge the spell.

But no matter how fast it is, it can't outrun the spell that's already shot out from the tip of the wand.

The ghastly green beam of light struck the basilisk's thin jawline straight through!
The shaking ground stopped, and the rumbling noise from the serpent monster's tail hitting the stone wall also disappeared at that moment.

The confined space instantly transformed from extreme motion to extreme stillness, followed by the sudden sound of a massive object hitting the ground.

"boom!"

The smoke and dust that had been gradually dissipating were kicked up again.

"Sweeped away in a whirlwind."

A gust of wind blew from Severus's wand, sweeping away the original grayish-yellow dust and revealing the messy state of the underground space.

At that moment, Cabunara also opened his eyes.

He saw blood and pieces of flesh scattered all over the ground, and he also saw the huge, white-skinned snake monster lying on the ground.

The Albanian Auror supervisor's eyes were filled with grief as he saw the gruesome corpse of his colleague.

Because the basilisk noticed the spell being cast, the Auror who had been swallowed was long gone. The remains on the ground belonged to the three Aurors who hadn't reacted at first and had met the basilisk's gaze in the mural.

After they died instantly, they were crushed by the body of the basilisk. At a glance, there were hardly any intact pieces of their bodies on the ground!

Albania, a small country, has never had an easy task in its Ministry of Magic to cultivate wizards who meet the Auror standards, and now, in just one day, four have died here.

But soon after, Cabunara quickly composed himself. He ordered another surviving subordinate to leave immediately, return to the surface, and gather more men to come underground. Then he turned to look at Severus, who was studying the basilisk's corpse.

“Ordinary people cannot use that kind of deadly curse,” he said in a strange voice.

Severus shifted his attention from the basilisk's corpse and looked at Cabunara, not surprised by his words.

Black magic is called black magic because these spells, which are primarily designed to harm or even kill, require the wizard to harbor extreme malice and evil intentions in order to cast them.

However, if black magic is used for a long time, malice and evil thoughts will appear more and more frequently. This emotion will then affect the wizard himself, making him regard human life as worthless, indifferent to harming others, and accustomed to taking lives.

Therefore, in the magical world, those wizards who have studied black magic very deeply are basically all black wizards!
Most normal wizards, even if they know the incantation and techniques of the Killing Curse, cannot use it normally without being able to generate such malice.

Releasing it at a person might at most cause a nosebleed, and some methods don't even go that far.

The basilisk before us is no ordinary creation of dark magic. Basilisks have an exceptionally long lifespan. According to historical legends, the most famous basilisk created at the beginning had a lifespan of over nine hundred years.

Judging from its size, this one is definitely more than nine hundred years old!
Judging from its current size, it must have shed its skin countless times.

The basilisk's normal snakeskin color should be emerald green, but it completely lost its original green and turned pure white.

It is precisely because of the countless times it has molted that its snake skin has long possessed magic resistance that surpasses that of fire dragons and giants.

Even if you attack its weak points, Cabunara has good reason to believe that a typical black wizard's killing curse would not be able to kill such a monster directly; at most, it would just make it dizzy and delirious.

But Severus's killing curse killed it instantly!
Even the most notorious and ruthless dark wizards in the magical world couldn't pull off such a feat, which naturally made Cabnular, a professional Auror, uneasy about Severus's use of such methods.

Severus simply shrugged at his unease and said casually.

“I’m not an ordinary person, am I? Those newspapers didn’t just report on my recent activities, did they? They dug up a lot of dirt on me from my earlier years. Some of the dirt was ridiculously wrong, but some of it was true.”

"I used to be a dark wizard, so it's reasonable that I know the Killing Curse, right?"

Cabona took a deep breath in response to this answer. He didn't know how to reply to Severus. What seemed reasonable at first glance was actually complete fallacy upon closer examination.

Severus had turned around again and was waving his wand, trying to remove the basilisk's huge fangs from its mouth.

"Alright, Mr. Cabunara, stop worrying about the Killing Curse. If I were truly someone who abused dark magic, I wouldn't have hesitated at all from the beginning. Instead of making you stand still to prevent accidental injury, I would have cast the curse directly on it."

"Or is Albania's magic law different from other European countries? Is it illegal to use Unforgivable Charms on dark magic creatures here?"

Upon hearing this, Cabona, who had once participated in drafting Albania's magical laws, shook her head.

"No, the Unforgivable Curse is only forbidden to be used on people. During internal Auror training, there are also special instructors who use animals to demonstrate the dangers of the Unforgivable Curse."

“That’s settled then. Don’t just stand there, come and lend a hand. I only want one of its teeth, a pint of venom, and a pint of snake blood. The rest are yours.”

Cabona hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to help Severus retrieve the basilisk fang, venom, and blood he wanted.

After doing all that, they shifted their attention from the basilisk's corpse to the mural that, despite such destruction, remained intact!

"Such a basilisk is not something that an ordinary person can cultivate."

Severus looked at the spot where the basilisk in the mural had opened its eyes and emerged, the very location of the giant, eyeless white earthworm from the original story. The earthworm's head, which originally had a ferocious maw, had disappeared, replaced by a dark, deep opening.

The opening was clearly where the basilisk had originally stayed, and it was more than five feet in diameter.

“There must be another way. The basilisk can’t stay in one small hole all day without moving,” Severus concluded.

Cabona had certainly considered this possibility, but he showed obvious hesitation and doubt regarding Severus's eagerness to continue exploring.

"Should we wait until enough help arrive before taking any action?"

Severus merely turned and glanced at him.

“This cave entrance is very narrow. If there is danger, no matter how many people there are, they will not be able to maneuver properly. Moreover, you saw what happened when we faced that snake monster. Ordinary Aurors would be more than willing to die in such a situation and would not be able to help.”

After listening to Severus's words, Cabunara gritted his teeth.

"Then let's go in and investigate what's here that would require a snake monster that's lived for who knows how many years to guard it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Severus had already taken the lead and walked ahead to the mural, climbing into the cave where the basilisk had originally lived.

The opening was only a little over five feet, less than six feet (between 1.5 and 1.8 meters), and Severus had to bend over to get in.

As soon as he stepped into the cave, a stench identical to that of the basilisk made Severus instinctively cover his nose. He raised his wand and cast the Illumination Charm.

Cabnaras followed behind him. He was shorter than Severus, but he still had to crouch to move through the tunnel.

"Does it even defecate here?"

The stench made Cabunara frown as he spoke.

Severus raised his wand, which was glowing white, and saw the traces above the tunnel, clearly left by the basilisk as it slithered away.

"The wizard who created this basilisk must have given it orders to guard this place. I found its passage to the surface to go out and forage for food in the small square outside, but it seems that it spends most of its time in this tunnel except when it goes out to find something to eat."

As they continued forward, after about ten minutes of exploration, a huge snake molt blocked their path.

"Oh my God!"

Cabunara was shocked by the size of the snake skin. Even though he had seen how big the snake monster was, the snake skin here was obviously a size larger than the snake monster itself!
"It hid all the snakeskins it shed here, and there was more than one!"

Their path forward was blocked; the snakeskins blocking their way were countless, like tissues stuffed into a straw. To get through, they had to clear them out.

“It did it on purpose.” Severus had already made up his mind. “It deliberately blocked the entrance to the cave with the shed snakeskin, not wanting anyone to sneak in when it wasn’t there.”

Cabunara asked hesitantly.

"What do we do next?"

Severus simply rolled up his sleeves.

"Although it's a bit troublesome, at least the quantity is right in front of us, isn't it? Now that we've come this far, how could we possibly turn back because of these snakeskins?"

"Stand back."

He said to Cabunara.

Cabona did as he was told and took a few steps back, while Severus himself also left a safe distance behind. Then he raised his wand and aimed it at the snakeskin blocking his way.

Before casting the spell, he suddenly seemed to remember something and asked a question.

"In Albania, that kind of evil fire shouldn't be prohibited by law, right?"

Cabunara was somewhat stunned.

"what?"

"Ordinary fire can't burn these snakeskins; we need some... somewhat forbidden power."

After Severus finished speaking, he lightly waved his wand at the snakeskins, as if intentionally controlling the intensity of the spell. He did not chant the incantation, but cast a spell silently.

The next second, a ball of deep red flame appeared out of thin air!

It was as if it possessed its own life, transforming into a red wolf pouncing on its prey and charging towards the snakeskin of those serpent monsters.

The snakeskin, which had shed its skin from the basilisk and was covered in extremely strong magic immunity, crumbled the moment it came into contact with the flames, just like a piece of butter placed on a hot pan.

The snakeskin was quickly reduced to ashes by the flames, and the ashes rustled away in the rising heat, blowing in the opposite direction from where Severus and Cabunara were.

The scalding heat baked Cabunara's face as he stared wide-eyed at Severus, clearly recognizing what kind of spell it was!
The fierce fire curse!
A high-level dark magic spell. Although it is not as top-tier as the Unforgivable Curse, it is still one of the spells that most wizards would find difficult to master in their entire lives.

Of course, this difficulty in mastering it doesn't mean it's impossible to use. The spell Fiendfire is easy to use, but controlling it, especially like Severus, is extremely difficult.

Cabnera stared at the back of Severus's head, feeling somewhat numb.

The next moment, even if Severus turned around and told him that he was actually Voldemort, the one who had plagued the British wizarding world for so many years, he probably wouldn't show much surprise.

As the Fiendfire continued to burn, Severus, who had already started walking forward, noticed that Cabunara had stopped in place. He couldn't help but turn around and call out to her.

"Don't be afraid. I'll lead the way. The dust is blowing inwards, which is good news for us. It means we're not far from getting out of this tunnel!"

(End of this chapter)