HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 87 The Basilisk, Devouring

Tom led the boy through the passageway.

"Why the sudden urge to find an escape room?"

Landric raised his eyes in annoyance: "Did the basilisk you released injure my men?"

"Your people? Ha!"

A hint of sarcasm appeared on his face; he knew perfectly well who he had hurt.

"So this is why you wanted to kill me right from the start? Landric, you do care about him, don't you?"

"He was my chosen ally, and his death would cause a lot of trouble."

Tom felt a nameless fire burning in his heart. "With your mouth around, the sky won't fall down."

Landric ignored Tom's jealous look.

Anyway, this person stopped cursing after a while.

It's always been like this, from childhood to adulthood.

He was targeted by Draco the first time he was taken to his family's secret room when he was a child.

Tom originally intended to devour his soul, but his soul was exceptionally powerful at that time, and Tom ended up being devoured by him instead.

At that moment, his desire to kill him was so intense it seemed to pierce the heavens.

However, he didn't gain anything from it either.

The vessel could no longer support the soul, and his body became even weaker.

For a time, only Snape's potions could alleviate the pain.

This is also why Tana Rozier was repeatedly willing to make concessions in her collaboration with Snape.

Landric diverted a little of his attention to Tom.

His right hand had its five fingers naturally bent, but his thumb was pinching the tip of his index finger.

Tom wants to kill Draco again.

……

The light in front of me grew brighter and brighter.

Landric escaped the tunnel.

Suddenly, he found himself staring into the eyes of a giant snake.

Landric: ...Exciting.

Basilisk: ...Although, well, it's alright, this one is strangely good-looking.

Landric quickly looked down at his body.

Okay, so the basilisk can selectively petrify people.

"Can you make this snake talk?" Landrick asked, nudging Tom with his finger.

"cannot"

"Remove Mark"

Tom gritted his teeth and said, "...Yes!"

If it weren't for the fact that Landric's face was somewhat pleasing to the eye, and that he could sustain him with his soul, he would have already...

"Lock me up and keep me as a pet."

Tom:

"Don't say what's on your mind next time," Landric said disdainfully.

Tom refused to talk to Landric anymore.

The spell that flew from the fingertips landed on the giant snake, which did not resist; its enormous body coiled majestically in the room.

"Hiss...hiss...beautiful...beautiful woman, hehehehe."

Landric: "You're so perverted."

The giant snake chuckled foolishly at Landric, and upon hearing this, its eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Hey, why are you talking like that? You little beauty, your words are hard to hear."

"Faith Ball"

Tom: ...What are you babbling about?

The giant snake couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears, its body thrashing and rolling around in agony.

"Don't think I'm ignorant. Salazar has taken me to other places too. You called me a bastard!"

Landric was already annoyed, and now his stubbornness flared up: "You don't believe in football? Then why did you turn my little golden retriever into a rock?"

Tom: ……

"I am, I am, I am turning that little golden retriever into stone."

Tom: ……

Seeing that the giant snake refused to admit it, Rand immediately turned his fire on Tom, "Are you mute? If you don't need a mouth, you can donate it to someone who is useful."

Tom: "I didn't do anything."

Landric stared at him.

Tom remained silent, utterly silent.

He's basically a young Voldemort with maxed-out reading skills.

The black mist reappeared, filling the entire secret chamber, and the giant snake's eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils.

The black mist rushed towards the giant snake, but the giant snake was clearly intelligent and headed towards Landric.

Its eyes glowed red; it wanted to petrify the beautiful child.

Stay here and keep it company!

Once Tom realized this, the black mist immediately obscured Landric's eyes.

He recklessly extracted Landric's soul power, and the black mist almost solidified into a physical form.

Every blow that landed on the giant serpent monster left a bloody wound.

The basilisk was thoroughly enraged. Unable to harm Tom, who was in spirit form, it focused all its attention on Landric.

Having lived in the secret chamber for over a thousand years, its massive body nimbly evaded Tom's attacks.

The situation has reached a stalemate.

Landric was truly dazzled by the long strips in front of him.

"How much do you need? Just take it, don't worry about me."

Tom was never indecisive.

Landric felt a sharp ringing in his ears, liquid welled up in his throat, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body slowly collapsed.

The black fog increased its speed considerably.

In the end, the basilisk was no match for Tom.

He was bound hand and foot and brought before Landric.

"I ate it," Tom said succinctly.

Landric: "It hurts, I have no strength."

"Then you can continue to suffer in pain."

Landric didn't speak, tears welled up in his eyes and rolled down the corners of his eyes, leaving them burning red.

She was both pitiful and beautiful.

Tom thought, "He's young, let him have his way. What if this heartless little rascal gets him a few more bites later?"

Although he became like this for the sake of others.

Although he hadn't seen him for several years, the man immediately attacked him.

Although he didn't really trust him, he even put him in shackles.

But...but...

Tom got angrier and angrier. "What a load of rubbish! Let it hurt!"

"teacher…"

There's nothing else I can do.

The awkward black mist pierced through the basilisk's body, forcefully pulling out the screaming soul.

As his soul drew near Landric, the blood in his body screamed and clamored to devour it.

Seeing that the boy in his arms looked better, Tom ruthlessly severed the connection.

"Stop eating, you'll need it later." This person feels pain whether they eat too much or are hungry, and now is just right.

Landric gradually calmed his breathing: "My teacher knows me quite well."

Tom scoffed, "We're clearly the same kind of people."

Landric stared at Tom's handsome yet devilish face and chuckled, "I'm not the same kind of person as noseless buffaloes."

Tom: ...Was he talking a little too much today?