Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

Snape pulled down his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Even if it costs you your life, even if he casts a killing curse on you behind your back?"

“If that is my destiny…” Dumbledore laughed. “Have I told you that? For a person of sound mind, death is just another great adventure.”

"Is it really an adventure? Where will she go on such an adventure?" Snape's expression faltered for a moment before returning to its usual somber tone.

If death is an adventure, does it have an end? And once we reach the end, will we meet again?

“I don’t know…” Dumbledore sighed. “Perhaps it was possible in the past. But now… I don’t know.”

"You actually want to give it a try, don't you?" A mocking smile appeared on Snape's lips. "To see... whether you can find someone in this so-called adventure?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly and asked in return, "And you?"

Snape's eyelids drooped, and instead of answering the question directly, he countered with, "And then? Go back up... or explore again?"

Dumbledore looked around, picked up his wand and examined the statue again before finally making his decision.

“Let’s go back first! If we want to solve the mystery here, we’ll definitely need the Snake Man’s help. We can even ‘lure the snake out of its hole’ and get the heir to reveal the secret on his own.”

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Not only does the Bone-Generating Elixir smell terrible, but the Soul-Soothing Elixir also tastes awful.

The feeling of the living bone spirit was like being burned by fire, or like swallowing a mouthful of glowing red coal;

The soul-soothing agent felt like ice to him, as if he had swallowed a handful of sticky liquid full of ice shards;

After taking the two potions, he felt as if he were between ice and fire, sometimes feeling unbearably hot and sometimes feeling icy cold. The whole process was extremely agonizing.

He didn't even know how he fell asleep; he only felt that his body was experiencing both ice and fire, and his arms were being stabbed and twisted by swords and knives.

According to Mrs. Pomfrey, this is the feeling of bone growth, which is why a soul-soothing agent is needed to help him fall asleep and indirectly alleviate the pain.

The effects of the bone-growth elixir were indeed very noticeable; he could feel the bones growing in his arm even amidst the pain.

With this feeling, he finally drifted off to sleep.

Then I was awakened by intense pain, seemingly because a complete bone had just grown in, causing a unique kind of excruciating pain.

He was still in a daze, and it seemed like there were figures moving around in front of his eyes.

With a chant of "close your ears and plug your ears," he felt a buzzing sound in his ears.

Although the movement was extremely slight, it became particularly noticeable due to the cramping sensation in my arm.

He struggled to lift his head and saw Mrs. Pomfrey glaring at him, her expression extremely stern.

Harry had been to the university hospital several times, so he wasn't unfamiliar with Madam Pomfrey, who was displaying such an expression.

The two people who were unfamiliar to him were Dumbledore and Snape.

Dumbledore nodded repeatedly, occasionally raising his hand to say a few words, looking just like himself in a Transfiguration class.

Snape's behavior was even more outrageous; he would cross his arms and occasionally say a few words, though his eyes showed some impatience, yet one could only grit one's teeth and listen...

Just like myself in Potions class...

Harry raised his normal arm and touched his forehead...

The forehead was warm; I didn't have a fever, so it couldn't be a hallucination.

He blinked and saw Wizette lying on the opposite bed, seemingly understanding why Mrs. Pomfrey was angry.

But... why can't I hear a sound from Mrs. Pomfrey, who is so angry?

Could it be... that I'm dreaming?

Harry rubbed his eyes and suddenly realized that Snape had turned around and was staring straight at him.

He instantly felt a chill run down his spine and slowly lowered his head back down.

I must be dreaming...

Madam Pomfrey reprimanded Snape as if Snape were reprimanding himself...

How could I have such a dream?

The effects of the soul-soothing potion were still in effect; Harry yawned and drifted off to sleep again...

……

In fact, Mrs. Pomfrey was quite angry.

"It's just before the Christmas holidays again, and Vizette is in the school hospital again! When you brought Harry here, he was perfectly fine, how did he suddenly collapse?"

Snape crossed his arms and tilted his head toward Dumbledore. "Ask him."

“A minor issue…” Dumbledore expertly raised his hand, separating his index finger and thumb. “Bobby, you actually checked, the child was just tired and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow…”

"Heh!" Snape chuckled coldly.

Madam Pomfrey raised her eyebrows. "As a Potions Master, you should be able to tell the child is tired, right? Aren't you going to persuade him to go back to his dormitory?"

“You should ask him!” Snape used the same trick again. “The great Headmaster Dumbledore said… ‘Danger always accompanies wizards,’ so we should let Vizzett take many risks.”

Chapter 176 The Rooster Egg and the Death Curse

Snape's tone was perfectly imitated, but his expression was so sarcastic and full of a strange, unsettling feeling.

Madam Pomfrey raised an eyebrow and looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was momentarily speechless, glancing at the night sky outside the window. "Bobby, it's getting late. You should get some rest too..."

"Guess who woke me up in the middle of the night?" Mrs. Pomfrey sighed. "You should all get some rest too! Now, I need to close the door."

Dumbledore didn't leave; instead, he smiled and said, "Bobby, I'd like to chat with Harry for a while longer."

Mrs. Pomfrey glared at him. "He drank the Bone Growth Elixir; his bones will grow back tonight! Come back tomorrow morning!"

Seeing Dumbledore's discomfiture, Snape's lips curled into a cold smile...

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When Vizette regained consciousness, she was still in the Chamber of Secrets that belonged to Salazar Slytherin.

However, Dumbledore and Snape were nowhere to be seen around him.

Just then, a wizard dressed in a dark green robe appeared, holding a large ancient book in his hands.

The wizard's features were deep-set, perhaps because he was often engrossed in his research and rarely went outdoors. His skin was as pale as paper, with hardly any color in it, as if it were coated with a layer of white glaze.

"Two roosters were raised in a purely stone-built basement... and after waiting for a full six months... no rooster eggs appeared... and the subsequent hatching process of the toads could not proceed..."

Based on the wizard's research and the location of the secret chamber, the wizard's identity can be confirmed—Salazar Slytherin.

Clearly, Vizette's appearance in the memories belongs to Salazar Slytherin's memories.

This memory should be very valuable because it concerns the birth of a basilisk.

According to the library's records, the birth of the basilisk is very magical. First, it requires a male egg, and then it needs to be hatched by a toad.

However, the problem is how to get a male egg.

This is also Salazar's question, as he is trying to create a male egg.

Wizette was equally interested in this question.

He also wanted to know how to create a male egg that could give birth to a basilisk through magic.

The experiment continued, and Vizette followed Salazar's memories, watching Salazar's pens write and formulate experimental plans round after round.

[The twelfth experiment: magically combining the body structures of a rooster and a hen... stimulating them with magical potions... for a seven-day rearing period...]

[The thirty-sixth experiment involved using magical suggestion on the rooster... manipulating its daily routine... causing chaos... and maintaining its vitality with a magical potion...]

[In the seventy-eighth experiment, garnets possessed "fertility" properties... It was placed inside a rooster... and fed with mandrake mashed into a paste...]

……

Salazar's experimental plan, in addition to a series of related contents such as ritual magic, transfiguration magic, dark magic, and mental magic, also introduced another kind of magical knowledge - bloodline magic.

Vizet had very little exposure to this kind of magical knowledge, so he could only memorize it all and study it slowly later.

The room was filled with more and more things. In addition to the usual bookshelves, desks, books and notes, there was even a chicken coop.

Finally, Salazar combined his previous experimental plans and designed an extremely comprehensive experimental plan that incorporated a large amount of magical knowledge, including ritual magic, alchemy, and bloodline magic.

[The 181st experiment: Extracting all the essence from the rooster... and placing it in a garnet container...]

[The sunstone, flint, sulfur, magnetite, and ferrous sulfate are then used in an alchemical process, placed within a garnet container... and sealed with mandrake root mud...]

Seven days later, an egg-shaped object appeared inside the garnet container. Fresh blood from a Thestral was injected into it, and the egg-shaped object was transferred into a rooster's body for further cultivation over seven weeks...

[An Irish phoenix was introduced and allowed to live among the roosters... The other roosters were eliminated with a killing curse... The Irish phoenix was eliminated with a killing curse... The roosters seemed to be showing signs of laying eggs...]

Salazar made a final observation, watching the brightly colored rooster gradually fade until it turned to ashes, leaving only an oval rooster egg.

Rooster eggs are a pale, ashen white, with red lines covering the shell that look like blood vessels, and they may even pulsate occasionally.

Salazar nodded in satisfaction and continued taking notes.

The rooster successfully laid its first egg.

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Vizette has very little knowledge of bloodline magic and can only try to understand the entire process of making rooster eggs by relying on her knowledge of ritual magic and magic-making techniques.