My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 300, 297. Magical Girl, Transform!

Once Hermione made a decision, Harry and Ron naturally wouldn't object. Besides, they were both incredibly audacious and couldn't stand not causing trouble, so they readily agreed to Hermione's decision.

"Hogwarts is so big, where are we going to find it?"

They were experienced and slipped out of the Great Hall with ease. As they walked up the stairs, Harry asked in a low voice.

The calmer Hermione's mind was, especially in situations like this, and she analyzed things step by step.

"The thing that infiltrated Hogwarts must be related to the Slytherin successor. Right now, Professor Lockhart is fighting the Basilisk, so the infiltrator must be trying to do something that the Slytherin successor wanted to do but didn't while everyone's attention was focused on the battle outside the castle."

Ron listened with a blank expression.

"Is he trying to purge the impure bloodlines of Hogwarts in place of the Slytherin successors?"

"Then his target must be the Great Hall. Even such a terrifying monster was kept out of the castle by Professor Lockhart. With the strength of professors like Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, not just anyone can defeat it. So his target obviously cannot be the young wizards in the Great Hall."

"Then what could his purpose be?" Harry and Ron were both completely baffled.

Hermione led them to the third floor and then stopped.

"Think about it, besides attacking students, what else has that Slytherin heir done this semester?"

Looking at where they were, even Harry and Ron, no matter how slow-witted they were, would know what Hermione was talking about.

"Infiltrating the principal's office!"

Lynn didn't have time to care about what was happening in the castle yet; he was holding the Gryffindor sword and stabbing the basilisk into its seventeenth hole.

The sharp blade pierced the basilisk's armor as easily as a knife piercing tofu.

Lynn had already performed the stabbing and pulling motion 17 times, as skillfully as an old chef demonstrating his knife skills.

Black blood gushed out from the wound once again. Lynn was now covered in the black and red blood of the basilisk, but he was wearing a black robe, so it was not visible in the night.

The basilisk was writhing wildly, searching frantically for Lynn's location.

Lynn stabbed it more than a dozen times, but it didn't cause it any damage at all, and it didn't even feel much pain.

Because Gryffindor's sword was hardly a longsword; for the basilisk's current size, it was at most a needle. After piercing the armor, it wouldn't actually hurt much inside.

What drove the basilisk to such madness was Fox's attack. The pain of having its eyes pecked out was unbearable, and it no longer cared about listening to Fontana's orders. All it wanted was to find that stinky bird and the human and crush them to death.

Fox had long since disappeared into some unknown location in the Forbidden Forest, where he had been reborn. Lynn, on the other hand, was as agile as a grasshopper. No matter how the basilisk attacked, Lynn could instantly change his position, not only preventing the basilisk from attacking effectively, but also taking the opportunity to strike its kidneys.

Sensing Lynn stabbing its kidney, the basilisk once again aimed at Lynn. The instant Lynn drew his sword, it twisted its upper body violently, its blood-stained head opening its gaping maw, and thrusting at its target!

Lynn had already anticipated its subsequent reaction.

Instead of immediately dodging, he slightly turned his body and, after avoiding the serpent's fangs, decisively thrust his sword into the snakeskin connecting its upper and lower jaws!

Another stream of foul-smelling, dark red blood poured down like rain.

The basilisk roared in pain and once again pulled its head back into the sky. Having suffered the same loss several times before, it was determined this time that it would never attack Lynn with its head again, no matter what.

Lynn did not stay in the same place after he succeeded.

He moved swiftly, dodging several deadly curses shot down from the sky, then leaped to avoid the basilisk's sweeping steel tail, finally stabilizing himself on the grass.

Something's not right.

He stared at Fontana standing atop the basilisk, his brow furrowed slightly.

The situation is now clearly deadlocked. If it continues, she can neither destroy the castle nor kill herself, but Dumbledore will be back sooner or later.

It is absolutely impossible for Dumbledore to be killed outside and never return.

As his strength gradually increased, Lynn understood more and more just how terrifying Dumbledore and Grindelwald were. They could be considered the ceiling of this world, and unless he himself wanted to, no one could kill him.

Moreover, even if Dumbledore is delayed and cannot return for the time being, Lynn does not believe that the people in the British Ministry of Magic have not noticed anything about the commotion that has been caused here.

In other words, the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic could arrive at any time.

Continuing this stalemate would obviously be very disadvantageous for Fontana, but she didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, giving Lynn the impression that she was more willing to drag things out like this.

Lynn didn't quite understand what she was stalling for, but he knew one thing: if the enemy wanted to do something, you had to do the opposite!

Having decided to end the battle quickly, he needed to change his offensive tactics.

Attacking the serpent's body repeatedly failed to cause any real damage. To truly defeat this giant serpent, one either needed to kill its master or find a way to kill it by attacking its head.

Both Fontana's position and the basilisk's head were located more than 20 meters above the ground, and apart from the cursed Lynn, no long-range means could hit them.

Lynn did try various spells, but the basilisk already had high magic resistance, and now that it was wearing a thick layer of armor, the spells were even less effective. Even the Killing Curse would have no effect if it hit the outer armor, unless it could directly hit the basilisk's flesh.

The only part of the basilisk's body without armor was its head, but the basilisk's head was not as huge as its body and was quite agile. Lynn tried to aim and shoot several Killing Curses, but none of them hit.

Faced with a situation requiring aerial combat, Lynn hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and making a decision.

The magic was immediately activated, and Lockhart's appearance underwent an incredible change!

His height rapidly shrank back to its original height, his black hair extended backward to his waist, fluttering gently in the night breeze, and an unsettling scarlet color filled his entire eyes. Suddenly, a pair of jet-black wings appeared on his back and spread open!

Improved Animagus!

"I've not used it for so long, I'm a bit rusty."

Lynn muttered something, then flapped his wings, sword in hand, and soared into the night sky!

(End of this chapter)