I’m Only A Defense Against The Dark Arts Professor

Chapter 91: Good Fight

“Voldemort,” said Tom softly, “Are my past, present, and future, Harry Potter.”

“But unfortunately, you were wrong about something, Riddle.” Sherlock interrupted him.

Tom stared at him and listened to him.

“The greatest wizard of all time? I’ve never heard someone call you that in the wizarding world.” Sherlock smiled sarcastically, “Only Dumbledore has been called like that in the entire wizarding world, and you were called the Dark Lord by the people.”

The smile on Riddle’s face disappeared and snapped, “What good is Dumbledore? I can block all of the entrances in Hogwarts so he does not escape the castle like a helpless dog and show him that he is nothing to the wizarding world.

Just when his emotions were stirred up, Sherlock moved.

He chanted a spell, “Alohomora!”

The portrait that the wand was aimed at was suddenly opened. The cold wind came in from outside, and Sherlock pushed Harry and Ron outside.

“You two go out first! Find the other professors!”

However, before Harry and Ron could turn around and, a thick, long, green figure suddenly climbed in. Harry and Ron were both frightened. Sherlock pulled them both away from the direction of the entrance.

“Close your eyes, don’t look directly at the Basilisk!”

Tom’s laughter echoed in the common.

“What now, Professor Forrest? When facing me, all you can think of is running away from me. Is the greatest wizard in history can come to help you now?”

After getting Harry and Ron, Sherlock pulled down the third button from the bottom of his robe without hesitation.

“Do you really think that everything is in your plan, and I am as defenseless as you think I was?”

He sneered and threw the button out. Harry and Ron froze when they heard this.

“Professor, don’t talk nonsense at this time!” Harry pleaded.

Sherlock ignored Harry. The button he threw fell on the ground and turned into a rooster. When he and Professor Flitwick went out to pick up a rooster, he temporarily turned a rooster into a button and put it on him just in case, and it worked.

As soon as the rooster landed, it started to croak.

Harry and Ron’s faces rekindled hope again; maybe this time Sherlock’s jinx wouldn’t work and favor them. However, the Basilisk blocking the entrance of the Gryffindor common room was not affected in any way.

On the contrary, it attacked the rooster fiercely, opened its mouth, and swallowed the whole rooster into its stomach.

Tom’s voice echoed in the common room, “You think I don’t know what preparations you have made before? The rooster is indeed the Basilisk’s weakness, but I have destroyed its hearing in advance, and it has no weakness.”

Sherlock looked gloomy as he looked at the rooster, “This is going to be difficult.”

Hearing him say this, Harry and Ron had surprised expressions on their faces, “Yes! That’s right, Professor! You have to think and say like that!”

Sherlock knocked them on the head, “What are you talking about?”

The Basilisk spread in the common room, and the bookshelves and furniture were tossed around. At the same time, it was also ready to attack Sherlock and the others.

Sherlock called out the Phoenix, and the next second, a voice echoed in the common room, and a golden light illuminated the entire space, forcing the Basilisks to avoid them.

A red phoenix appeared, creating an ethereal and mysterious voice, holding a worn-out hat in its claws and falling on Sherlock’s shoulder.

Tom’s face showed a hideous smile, “This is the help that Dumbledore gave you? How could a phoenix resist the Basilisk?”

The Basilisk’s body slid into the common room and felt a threat. Those yellow eyes stared at Phoenix, who had just appeared here, but nothing happened to the Phoenix. The Phoenix is ​​immortal, and any death magic, whether it’s the Basilisk’s gaze or the Killing Curse, would not affect it.

Sherlock took the Sorting Hat from the Phoenix and threw him to Harry.

“Reach it; there is something in this hat, and take it out!”

The Phoenix spread his wings from Sherlock’s shoulders, a piercing scream sounded, and it rushed towards the Basilisk. Sherlock didn’t stand still. He raised his wand and aimed it at Tom.

“Petrificus Totalus!”

The spell turned into a dazzling beam and shot straight at Tom. However, Tom still stood there calmly, letting the spell pass through him.

“It’s useless, Professor Forrest; all your spells will not work on me.” He said with a smile.

In the middle of the common room, The Phoenix was fighting fiercely with the Basilisk. The Phoenix’s flying and dexterous posture gave it an excellent advantage in fighting in a narrow space.

Soon, a painful roar suddenly sounded. The Phoenix swooped down, its long beak plunged into the head of the Basilisk, and suddenly, blood splashed on the ground. The Basilisk’s eyes were blinded by it.

“Good one!”

Sherlock was in high spirits and waved his wand. Instead of worrying about how to deal with Tom, he planned to deal with the Basilisk with the help of the Phoenix first.

Harry and Ron were excited, but after hearing Sherlock’s words, their hearts suddenly froze again.

“Didn’t I tell you not to talk nonsense, Professor? Don’t say anything!” Harry cried out in pain, dumbfounded.

But its eyes were blinded, and it struggled frantically in the common room. Before Sherlock’s spell was used, its tail swept and knocked him to the wall next to him.

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