Before the dinner party started, Sean went to the Black Lake again with familiarity. After tapping the scales, it didn't take long for the huge emerald green head of the basilisk to float out of the lake.
"The things are ready, let me try it for you." Sean hissed, and then let the basilisk, which had its back to him, lower its head.
This time, the glasses Mr. Wallop specially made for him were extremely huge. The overall shape was somewhat similar to windproof glasses, but they had an additional fixing strap. This was specially ordered by Sean to prevent the basilisk from accidentally detaching from the glasses.
The main body of the glasses is a light black frame with pure black lenses. There is a mechanical button next to it. When you press the outer black lens, it will pop up, revealing the inner transparent crystal lens.
There is also an electronic control device integrated into the frame. Sean has a remote control that can control the opening and closing of the inner and outer lenses - of course, electronic products within Hogwarts automatically fail, so this will have to wait until later to try again.
Although time was short, Mr. Wallop, who had the ability to make money, still gave himself a surprise. The glasses in front of him made him very satisfied.
The basilisk closed its eyes tightly and lay motionless on the ground. Those who didn't know thought it was dead.
Sean took out the huge glasses, and Pudding, a six-legged cat and leopard, also came out of the ring. It walked upright and acted like a human with four hands.
"Meow?" Pudding looked at the basilisk rather fearfully.
Sean rubbed its head: "Don't be afraid, we are on our own."
Cat Leopard, who possesses two kinds of eye skills, namely hypnosis and Legilimency, was naturally restrained by the Basilisk that would die if he looked directly at it. However, with Sean's comfort, it still put on the huge glasses honestly.
After a while, the originally terrifying basilisk put on a pair of pure black glasses, looking strangely funny.
"How is it, how do you feel?" Sean asked the basilisk.
The basilisk shook its head. It seemed a little uncomfortable: "It feels weird, like I have an extra layer of thick and hard eyelids."
Sean patted its head: "Please be patient. After you leave with me, I will find a way to change it to a more comfortable material. But will it affect your movements after wearing this?"
The Basilisk shook his head: "It doesn't matter. For me, there is no difference between swimming with eyes closed and swimming without eyes closed."
"That's good, but you must remember that you can't take off your glasses without my permission." Sean instructed.
"No problem, I will listen to you." The basilisk nodded.
Sean took out a cage containing several mice, which were Cat Leopard Pudding's usual snacks.
Putting the cage under the basilisk, Sean asked: "Can you feel the mouse normally?"
"able."
"Okay, then open your eyes and stare at the mouse to see if my glasses are of any use."
The basilisk moved with great force, its emerald green scales scraping against the rocks and making a harsh sound. Then it raised its head in the sun and looked at the trembling mice with its yellow pupils blocked by black lenses.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, the mice were still huddled and trembling, but they were not harmed in any way.
Sean grinned: "It really works, how do you feel?"
"I don't feel anything. It's just that the lens in front of my eye is a little warm."
Sean clapped his hands, hoping for this effect. Now he no longer had to worry about being hurt by the Basilisk's unintentional actions.
"Great, big guy, now, come with me?" He stroked the cold scales of the basilisk.
The basilisk lowered its body and rubbed Sean with its truck-like head: "Okay."
Sean opened the ring and expanded the passageway to its maximum. The basilisk squeezed in hard, straining the doorframe of the passageway until it was somewhat deformed, and finally slipped in smoothly.
"Meow!" Pudding roared threateningly.
The basilisk doesn't care. Its super intelligence allows it to clearly distinguish between enemies and friends.
Sean put his head in and comforted the pudding for a while, then shouted to the basilisk in snake language: "There are caves and lakes on the left. Are you still used to it?"
"Very good, I like it very much." It was probably the first time he had changed the environment, and the Basilisk's hiss sounded a little excited.
Sean felt relieved. After communicating with the two magical animals for a while again, he closed the ring channel and walked towards the way he came.
Now, with the basilisk, you don't have to worry when fighting.
Sean flew over the cliff and landed next to the castle. As he walked towards the auditorium, he thought about the next steps.
First of all, since we agreed to take the basilisk out for a walk, we should travel to other places during the summer vacation, so that it can experience the scenery other than Hogwarts, and it can also develop a relationship between one person and one snake.
As for how to feed the basilisk, it is not difficult, and there are no disadvantages except that it costs money.
The Basilisk's diet is very broad and it will eat anything except chicken. Sean plans to get some cows and sheep for it to change its taste after returning. This guy has been at the bottom of the Black Lake for hundreds of years. It is too bad to only eat fish every day.
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Of course, in addition to cultivating relationships, we also need to think about how the basilisk can provide assistance to him.
First of all, the size of the ring channel needs to be expanded by one circle, otherwise in an emergency, the basilisk will be stuck for a long time just to swim out of the ring. Secondly, the basilisk can be taught some things, such as how to use its various deadly weapons reasonably.
In addition to the famous venom that will kill you if you look directly at it, the venom of the basilisk is also one of the most poisonous things in the world. You can consider letting the basilisk detoxify and preserve it later, but be careful when using it...
Sean was thinking about these questions as he walked towards the auditorium.
It didn't take long for him to reach the door of the auditorium. At this time, the students had gathered in the auditorium, and various flags symbolizing the four colleges were flying in the air.
"Sean, this way!" Daisy, with sharp eyes, waved to him.
He smiled and sat next to his friend, saying hello and telling jokes to the classmates around him.
When the dinner started, Professor Dumbledore, who had not appeared since that night in Paris, finally appeared in front of Sean.
He was in good spirits, and through the lenses you could still see the wisdom and gentleness in his lake-blue eyes.
Dumbledore still looked the same as before, and the duel with Grindelwald did not seem to have any impact on him. He still smiled and chatted with the professors, and occasionally raised his glass in greeting.
The old Riddler... Sean didn't look at it, and he didn't try to contact Dumbledore.
He knew very well that as long as Dumbledore didn't want to see him, it would be useless no matter how hard he tried.
Perhaps, as Aurelius said, everything can only be explained clearly by Dumbledore and Grindelwald themselves.
It is worth mentioning that this year's Academy Cup was not awarded, and the trophy is still kept by the previous champion Ravenclaw.
Dumbledore believed that the school was missing nearly half of its students, and Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, also went to Nurmengard with the team, which made the competition for the Academy Cup full of uncertainty.
After much consideration, the teachers unanimously agreed not to award the Academy Cup this time.
However, Sean felt that Snape might not be happy - Daisy was not in school, and Snape rarely gave points to other houses throughout the second half of the school year. In the end, Slytherin's score was ahead of the other houses.
There are three colleges.
This is probably the reason why the professors "unanimously agreed".
The old bat sat on the professor's desk, his face expressionless, and he only occasionally forked some food into his mouth.
Probably noticing Sean's gaze towards the professor's desk, Hermione touched him with her elbow and whispered: "Are you really not going to take two Divination courses next semester?"
Sean nodded: "I don't think I have any talent for this."
This is actually an excuse. To be precise, Sean has already understood something from Grindelwald, the prophet.
Are divination, prophecy, and prophetic magic real and effective? - Yes, absolutely effective.
But there is no doubt that the exception is that the wizards who can learn useful knowledge from these courses are basically the most special ones.
If you don't have the talent for prophecy, then even if you study for decades, your ability will not be as good as that of a prophet who has just turned eleven. It sounds ruthless, but that's the truth.
So Sean decided not to take the divination class.
He plans to devote a lot of energy to the ancient runes course next semester. Even if he only has a little talent, with the help of a top student and the support of props, he should be able to learn a little bit, right?
Hermione held her cheeks in distress: "I'm debating whether to choose just one of arithmetic and divination."
Sean raised his eyebrows: "Do you have to choose so many?"
"Of course!" Hermione glared at him, "Now that the four major colleges have adopted the unified teaching model, I have enough time."
"Okay, I'm optimistic about you." Sean returned with a smile.
Hermione raised her nose proudly, and then became confused again: "But it's strange, I talked to Percy before, and he also took all the elective courses, but when he was in third grade, he was not taught in the joint compound.
How does he find time to take so many classes at the same time?"
Time turner... Sean smiled and said nothing.
Daisy on the side was listening to the conversation between the two people. She narrowed her eyes slightly and sipped the pumpkin juice.
She has always liked the atmosphere where friends get together to discuss various things. Even if she doesn't join in the chat, it's interesting to listen to them talk.
The little white flower looked around casually while holding the pumpkin juice, and then happened to meet Snape's eyes on the long table in the classroom.
Daisy raised the glass of pumpkin juice to Snape, and then showed a sweet smile.
On the long table in the classroom, Professor McGonagall turned her head and saw Snape motionless next to her. She asked doubtfully: "Severus, did the food today not suit your taste?"
Snape shook the red wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp: "No, today's dinner was very good, I am very satisfied."
"Well, that's good..."
The dinner finally came to an end, and Dumbledore stood up.
He glanced at all the students gently and said slowly: "Another school year has passed. You will leave school tomorrow. First of all, I would like to congratulate the seventh grade students on their successful graduation!"
There was a burst of warm applause in the auditorium, and the seventh grade students all stood up and bowed to Dumbledore.
"I hope that this year's study will fill your smart little minds with what you want. I hope that you will be more clear about the path you want to take in the future. I also hope that you can live a healthy and happy life."
"I believe you and your friends have more to say, so I'll stop here today. Classmates, enjoy your summer vacation, and then the magical world is waiting for your return."
Cheers and applause resounded throughout the auditorium.
The next day, they got on the return trip to Hogwarts Express. Sean, Hermione, and Daisy sat in a box and shared snacks. Harry and his group followed George, Fred and the others around.
The twins specially reserved a few fireworks for the return trip.
Percy, who had just become the Head Boy, chased his brother all over the carriage, but the twins ran and shouted for help from Penelope Crevat - she was a Ravenclaw prefect and whom Percy had just befriended.
Girlfriend arrived.
The blushing Percy quickly retreated under his girlfriend's smile, and just kept mumbling about going back to show off to these two bastards.
In the carriage of Sean and others, Hermione used the last few free spells on the train to practice spells. They were all underage and were not allowed to practice spells during the summer vacation.
However, Sean then realized that his wand had been stolen by Grindelwald, and now he was using the other party's branch wand without a core. He had never been quite sure whether the traces were on the young wizard's body or on the wand.
inside.
If the trace is in the wand, does that mean he can use magic freely during the summer vacation?
You can ask little Barty during the summer vacation. His father is preparing for the election of the Minister of Magic in the summer, so he should know a lot about these things.
Daisy on the side blinked and hugged Hermione's arm. She said in a soft voice: "You can come and play with me! In a wizarding family, the Ministry of Magic cannot accurately detect spells.
Was it cast by the little wizard?"
Sean raised his eyebrows. Young wizards from native wizarding families do have great advantages in practicing magic spells.
Hermione was obviously a little moved, but this kind of behavior was obviously illegal. She said rather tangledly: "But, but this is illegal...and your parents will also supervise us..."
Daisy chuckled and hugged Hermione tighter: "Hehe, my father is already an illegal Animagus. Don't worry, they don't care about this."
Hermione bit her lip, feeling even more excited.
Sean smiled and said: "Go ahead, Daisy has invited you warmly, and you will also become an illegal Animagus next semester."
Sean's words became the last weight. Hermione sighed and looked at Daisy: "See you in the summer vacation!"
"Great!"
Daisy cheered and looked at Sean expectantly: "Sean?"
"I will come and play with you when I get a chance."
"That's settled!" The girl held out her little finger.
The train is gradually slowing down, and you should be able to see the station in the distance from the window.
Sean rubbed Daisy's head, smiled and hooked up with her: "It's a deal."