Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

In addition to taking something away from his body, something was also stuffed into his body.

"That's a basilisk."

Just as Harry was about to use the power of light to try to remove the possible curse on himself, Ron spoke to Harry.

"Before... Anyway, in second grade, you heard the sound of the basilisk several times, and then followed the sound to find the attack scene and the petrified victims."

"Petrified victims?"

Putting down their hands that were rubbing their temples, Harry and Draco looked at Ron at the same time.

"The victim was simply petrified? I mean, a snake this big slept in Slytherin's chamber for hundreds of years, and when it woke up it didn't even think of eating something? It just randomly glared at the unfortunate person who passed by and then left like that?"

Ron nodded.

"Yes, Hermione was the last victim of the basilisk attack before Ginny."

After hearing Ron's words, Harry turned his head to look at Hermione, with a hint of amusement on his face.

If Hermione could understand correctly, then the meaning of Harry's eyes at this moment was probably this.

Look at me, then look at you, now you know who has the final say, right?

However, Hermione did not seem to understand the meaning of Harry's eyes, or rather, Hermione, who was able to cooperate perfectly silently with Harry in Potions class, now deliberately ignored the meaning of Harry's eyes.

"This basilisk is really strange..."

Draco scratched his head again, then turned to look at Ron.

"But what do you mean Hermione was the last victim of the basilisk attack before Ginny?"

So Ron could only tell again what his foolish and courageous sister had done.

"Although I always feel like there's something strange..."

After Draco finished listening to Ron's story, he scratched his head again.

Looking at Draco who was scratching his head frequently, Harry silently wrote down the line of his Christmas gift list that Draco needed anti-dandruff and anti-itching shampoo.

Draco was scratching his head and didn't know that he would receive the same gift as his godfather this Christmas.

After a little thought, Draco looked at Harry and said.

"According to Ron, Tom Riddle did this in order to absorb Ginny's vitality and complete his own resurrection. All his previous actions were prepared to achieve this goal, so he released the basilisk at that time to cover his actions and create pressure on Ginny."

"But now when Dumbledore was about to get rid of the basilisk, you suddenly heard the sound of the basilisk, which means that the basilisk has started to move..."

Hermione raised her hand to interrupt Draco.

"It's obvious that the shapeshifter has awakened the basilisk to cover its actions. We don't have time to waste. Either we find the shapeshifter now, or we completely destroy the Room of Requirement now."

"But all the students are in the auditorium now. How did that shapeshifter do it?"

Hermione snorted softly at Draco's question.

He said it in a tone as if he was explaining to a three-year-old why one plus one equals two.

"Because the shapeshifter is Quirrell, and now only the professor can move outside the auditorium, so he will have time to release the basilisk and create space for himself to go to the Room of Requirement to find something."

Hermione glared at Harry.

"I told you! You're going to regret this!"

Seeing Hermione glaring at Harry again, Ron quickly interrupted Hermione.

"It could also be the Philosopher's Stone."

Ron gestured toward the ceiling.

"The Philosopher's Stone is kept in the restricted area on the fourth floor. That thing can make elixirs of immortality and can also turn stones into gold. In the past, Quirrell tried to find the Philosopher's Stone to revive Voldemort."

"Well, it seems there is only one way to solve the problem now."

Harry stood up from the mat.

"But first, let's leave the auditorium and go back to get our equipment."

Harry looked at Ron beside him.

"You should know what the things guarding the Philosopher's Stone are, right?"

"I know, the first level is..."

Ron began to speak when Harry held out his finger in a hushing motion.

"As long as you know, don't say it."

"Let's go. We have an adventure waiting for us now. We have to take the adventure less than a week after the school starts. Hogwarts is really professional."

Harry moved his neck and his spine made a series of crackling sounds.

"But how are we going to get out?"

Ron stood up from his mat and looked at the prefects guarding the windows and door.

“They guarded all the entrances and exits.”

Harry smiled slightly.

"For a professional adventurer, there is no room that cannot be entered, and for me, I have at least three ways to get out."

057 French fries~ (three in one)

Although they didn't meet much, Harry actually liked Crabbe and Goyle, the fat guys who ate every day.

As a holy warrior who has been physically fighting with various unscrupulous businessmen for many years.

Harry likes unlucky kids like Crabbe and Goyle who look like they could get cheated eight times when they go out to buy groceries.

After all, after seeing all kinds of unscrupulous businessmen, it is refreshing to see such a brain that has not been polluted by the dirty world.

Harry can always feel a sense of beauty that is isolated from the world.

So when assigning tasks to Crabbe and Goyle, Harry took their characteristics into full consideration, allowing them to have full freedom in the first task of their adventurous career.

Although taking risks sounds dangerous, just like the essence of seeking death is to seek survival, the core of taking risks is to take risks and have the ability to overcome them.

Those who were able to do this grew into experienced adventurers.

Those who cannot do this become quest guides for experienced adventurers.

As a seasoned adventurer, Harry certainly would not let Crabbe and Goyle do anything beyond their capabilities.

Just as the Slytherin prefect was guarding the door of the hall faithfully, any student who dared to approach the door of the hall would be glared at with his fierce nostrils without hesitation.

Crabbe and Goyle, carrying two large plates of chicken wings and fried codfish strips, ran happily past the auditorium door.

To these two little fat guys who kept muttering "Go get some French fries."

The Slytherin prefect was not at all prepared.

After all, there were only two of them, little fat boys with greasy mouths and running around with plates in their arms. They didn't look like they were going to sneak away.

Besides, they are members of the glorious Slytherin family. Only those overly curious Gryffindors and Ravenclaws are worthy of vigilance.

As for Hufflepuff?

Look at those guys who are having dinner and singing in the corner. They don’t seem to want to go out at all. I just need to be wary of those brainless Gryffindors.

Just as the Slytherin prefect was looking warily at the Gryffindors mixed in the crowd.

One of the two little fat boys suddenly fell down, and the plate of chicken wings scattered all over the floor.

The other little fat boy not only did not help the little fat boy who fell down, but he pointed at the little fat boy who fell down and laughed.

The mocked little fat boy got up from the ground with a flushed face and overturned the plate held by another little fat boy. The fried cod strips immediately mixed with the chicken wings that had landed on the ground before them, just like the two little fat boys who were wrestling with each other.

As the wrestling little fat man crushed them, the chicken wings and fish pieces were mixed together and could no longer be distinguished from each other.

At first, the Slytherin prefect watched the two little fat boys fighting with a smile.

If this wasn't the Slytherin common room, the prefect would have wanted to applaud and say something like "Good! Very spirited!" to encourage them.

But soon, the Slytherin prefect was no longer happy.

Because of these two little fat guys, not only did they fight, they also threw things around.

The crushed chicken wings and cod strips fell one after another on the Slytherin prefect's body after drawing a graceful arc with incredible precision.

When a half-crushed piece of cod landed steadily on his forehead, the Slytherin prefect finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"That's enough! Both of you!"

The Slytherin prefect roared as he walked towards Crabbe and Goyle who were rolling on the ground.

Harry and his companions followed the wall and arrived at the door of the auditorium.

Seeing that the plan was only one step away from success, Harry reached out and pushed the door of the auditorium.

Harry was surprised to find that the door did not move at all.

Harry, unwilling to give up, leaned against the door and pushed it hard with his shoulder.

As a result, the door of the auditorium remained motionless, like a fake door painted on the wall.

Faced with this unbreakable door, Harry immediately glanced at Draco and Hermione.

After receiving Harry's gaze, Draco and Hermione immediately walked up, ready to knock on the door with Harry.

"and many more."

Just as Harry, Hermione and Draco leaned their shoulders against the door of the Great Hall, ready to push it open using the most common method used by adventurers: brute force.

Ron came forward with his wand drawn.

"Open the Alaho hole!"

Ron pointed his wand at the door of the auditorium and whispered something.

The door of the auditorium, which had been as stable as a rock, was immediately pushed open a crack by Harry and his friends.

"Guys, you're wizards."

Ron put away his wand and whispered as he followed Harry out of the hall door.

Harry and his three companions had just walked out of the auditorium door and were about to close the door and pretend that nothing had happened.