Chapter 182 Ron, don't die!

  The people over there planned to take advantage of senior Tom's immaturity and arrogance, and finally stabbed him in the waist.

   Here Ted finally found a chance.

   Under the condition of being continuously called by the chicken brother, the muscles of the basilisk were loose, and the flesh and blood surged and ran away, looking like it was about to be played badly.

   The main thing is that it loses its guard.

  【Predict the enemy's plane first (blue)】Secretly use it on yourself to increase the success rate of your sneak attack.

Ted prepared for a long time, a level 5 silent sword flew out without a shadow, drew an arc in mid-air, avoided the rolling of the basilisk, and then hit the snake precisely with a subtle arc Blame the only good eye left.

  With Ted's prudence, how could he let this eye stay, he didn't gamble on luck.

  So, it’s better to destroy it!

   When the only remaining eyeball also exploded, Ted finally breathed a sigh of relief. It's time for a full counterattack!

   "Frost Arrow Rain!"

  Although Ted has not yet comprehended the "Blizzard", the iconic magic of the Azeroth Mages, it is still possible to make a tricky Frostbolt Rain.

  A dozen volleys of ice arrows shot seven or eight holes in the basilisk's body in an instant, and thick and corrupt black blood flowed out—the terrible damage caused by brother chicken's crowing.

   Brother Chicken is a great contributor!

   "Wuying Shenfeng! Wuying Shenfeng! Wuying Shenfeng!"

  Ted has three strikes, each of which can cut a 50 cm long wound on the basilisk, and the scales of the basilisk can't stop it. The black blood flowed horizontally, and the scene was very brutal!

   But this is Slytherin's pet after all, a basilisk that has lived for a thousand years. Although the inherent defects cannot be avoided, if you want to kill it like this, Brother Chicken has to bark for several hours.

   But the basilisk didn't want to sit still. When the damage accumulated to a certain extent, it already realized that it might not be able to survive. The instinct of survival allowed it to overcome the fear of rooster crowing, began to endure the pain of flesh and blood running rampant and corrupted, and started chasing Ted!

   This is the kid, kill him! kill him!

  Ted rubbed the soles of his feet on himself, and slid two or three meters away in an instant, avoiding the basilisk's tail like an eighty-yard car.

   "Boom~" The one-meter-thick stone pillar was hit by the snake's tail, and a two- to three-meter-long crack opened in an instant, and it was about to break.

  The basilisk, who knows he must die, wants to fulfill his master's last order and kill them!

  Ted slides calmly in the underground space, his feet move quickly on the ground like skating, and transforms the ice on the ground into ice knives and sharp thorns, covering his back.

  The basilisk frantically chased after it, crushing those ice blades, completely ignoring the damage to the scales and skin.

  It can't see, and it doesn't care about the injury. It pursues regardless of the thought of perishing together.

  The same goes for Brother Chicken, who ran separately from Ted, for fear that the basilisk would kill him. At the same time, it cannot stop crowing. While gliding at low altitude with fluttering wings, dogs screaming miserably~

  Now the basilisk's scales have begun to ooze blood. The basilisk chases Ted quickly, leaving a terrible and dazzling bloodstain behind it...

   "This way, Ted's way!" Ron whispered. At the same time, I used a split, but the curse hit the basilisk, just like a breeze blowing on the face, and it disappeared immediately. Not even a single scale was broken.

  Ron was a little dumbfounded: It's useless! I'm useless!

  Ted took the opportunity to use [Restore Energy (Green)] on himself to restore his physical strength.

   "Ron, stay away, this snake is crazy!"

  However, Ron, who felt his self-esteem was damaged, thought of a good idea!

  In this case, any of my spells can't work on the basilisk, but I can change the external environment like when I was fighting the troll for the first time, thus causing damage to enemies that I can't deal with.

   Like the slide spell at the very beginning, so...Transfiguration!

  Ron directly used the transformation technique on the gravel with a diameter of more than one meter around him.

He swore that he had never worked so hard to complete this transfiguration in his life, but at this time the magic power responded to his intentions, and Lockhart's cherry wood dragon heartstring wand in Ron's hand seemed to be transformed at this moment. It was very easy.

  The one-meter-sized gravel shrank to the size of a basketball.

  Ron flicked his wand with a look of surprise, lifted the stone with a basic movement spell, and threw it hard at the basilisk.

  The stone couldn't maintain its deformation effect in mid-air, and changed from the size of a basketball to a large stone with a diameter of one meter. Duang hit the basilisk's body with one blow.

   In an instant, black splashed, and the flesh and blood that had turned into pus and blood due to the crowing of the rooster scattered in all directions under the impact of the boulder.

  The basilisk was almost broken in the middle, and it seemed that it couldn't hold on under the heavy blow, and the snake's head fell heavily to the ground.

   "Hahaha! Yes~" Ron immediately shouted excitedly.

  However, Ted suddenly felt cold, oh no!

   "Look out, Ron!"

  When Ted yelled, the basilisk shook its head violently.

  The vitality of a creature like a snake is very metaphysical. Sometimes you soak in wine for a month, and it can still come back to life. Sometimes if you cut off the snake's head, it can still bite you.

  Ron was careless. He didn't expect the basilisk to die under such circumstances.

  The snake swung its head violently and bit Ron with one bite.

  That big mouth could swallow Ron whole in one gulp!

   "Ah!" Ted roared, urging the psionic energy with all his strength, and a transparent psionic energy spike that almost condensed into shape penetrated into the basilisk's head at an unresponsive speed.

   Mental Spikes!

   The basilisk's tongue was almost touching Ron's face, but suddenly there was a painful neigh and he shook his head wildly. Ron was sent flying horizontally by the head of the snake.

  But at the same time that Ron was knocked into the air, he threw out a small glowing stick—no, it was his broken old wand!

   At the last moment, Ron used the spell that senior Tom had taught him for a month and hadn't learned it—thunderbolt explosion, using the old wand that could never be used again.

   Then threw the old wand into the basilisk's mouth...boom~

   The Basilisk's mouth exploded!

  Ted took the opportunity and used a ten-fold mage's hand to pull Ron over five or six meters away.

   "Is Ron all right?" Ted supported the pale Ron.

  Ron nodded, "Leg, leg hurts!" He supported his thigh, which was in severe pain when he was hit by the basilisk just now.

  He was taken aback suddenly, a strand of dark red blood flowed down his arm to his thigh.

   "Blood?" He twisted his arm, and there was a **** more than ten centimeters in length, not deep, but dark red blood was flowing.

  Ted's forehead was sweating instantly, but he remained calm. He took out a bottle of light green bubbling potion from his pouch, and poured it into Ron's mouth.

   "Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

   "It's the antidote."

"I have been poisoned?"

   "Well, it's okay, you've already taken the antidote. Just sleep and you'll be fine." Ted said softly.

   "Oh, then, then...ok..." Ron bowed his head, unconscious.

  Fortunately, the basilisk was exhausted at this time, and senior Tom had already retracted his notebook. The battle is basically over.

  Ted yelled, "Neville! Neville! Call! Call!"

  Ted's self-made antidote can only delay the onset of the basilisk poison, but cannot relieve this advanced poison!

  Neville was running this way, he saw that Ron seemed to be injured, "Who's his name?" He had never seen Ted so anxious, he couldn't help trembling in his heart, a bad feeling...

   "Call someone! Call someone for help! Call Dumbledore! We need help! Call him!" Ted finally couldn't hold back anymore.

  He felt that Ron in his arms was slowly becoming lighter! The weight has become lighter!

   Neville also panicked: "Dumbledore? Dumbledore! We need help! Someone, come and save Ron!"

  The little friends all ran to this side in a hurry, and Jerry rushed over in a stumbling manner, "What's the matter with Ron? What's the matter with Ron?" His voice was already crying.

  Ted stared at the way he came, his heartbeat seemed to be beating a drum—come on! Come on? !

  He said that as long as anyone in the school needs help, they can get help!

  You are the greatest white wizard of this century, don't break your promise, don't break your promise to your students!

  A bright light shines on the way, a bright red, and the speed is fast.

  Ted's tense back instantly relaxed, almost limp on the ground. Hermione immediately hugged him.

  A fiery red phoenix appeared above everyone's heads with a flash of light, and a hat fell from its claws and landed on top of Neville's head.

  Neville let out an "hey", something hit him on the head, and he almost bled.

But Dumbledore's Phoenix Fawkes landed in front of Ron, made a moving cry, put his head in front of Ron's arm, and dripped crystal tears—the tears of the phoenix can remove all poisons, including those of the basilisk. poison.

  Ted's heartstrings relaxed and he almost passed out.

  Dumbledore, you didn't break your promise.

   Count what I owe you...

   To be honest, I am a little worried that some book friends will not accept it. I feel that the protagonist has made a mistake, but this is really not an invincible novel.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)