Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

The encounter with Harry that morning made Cassandra a little uneasy. Her sixth sense was telling her that what happened that morning was not just a random encounter. She had always felt that she was being spied on, but no matter what method she used, she couldn't detect where the person who spied on her was.

Even after returning to the dormitory, pulling the bed curtains and wrapping the whole body with the quilt, the subtle sense of peeping still exists.

She is a very sensitive person, which not only refers to the mysterious sixth sense, but also comes from the innate intuition of snakes who like to hide in the shadows and plan for a fatal blow.

It is not comprehensive to describe her simply with people, at least for Nagini who wears the name of Cassandra as a disguise, she has spent much more time as a snake than as a person.

It was time for the little wizard to lazily waste time in the common room after dinner. Cassandra hated those people who always wanted to strike up a conversation with her. The cold expression was not a disguise, she really didn't look at those annoying flies.

She quietly left the Slytherin lounge by herself. The girl's footsteps were so soft that even a cat like Mrs. Norris could hardly notice that she was passing through the corridor not far away. But it was still early for Hogwarts' curfew, and Filch and his unpleasant cat were probably still in their office at the moment.

When she came to the familiar corridor on the third floor, Cassandra held a heavy and heavy MR73 revolver in her right hand covered by the sleeve. She stopped at the corner of the corridor just one wall away from the Myrtle bathroom, then gently raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger.

There was no sound of spell chanting, nor the sound and flames of mana exploding. There was only an inaudible slight 'click' sound. This silent spell casting has surpassed the level of a sixth grader. Even the current Harry has not yet mastered silent spell casting, which requires a high degree of proficiency in spells.

But Cassandra did it, and it was quite easy. This is also the reason why she quit the dueling club this year. The fundamental reason why she joined the club was not that she liked dueling, but that she needed to get the guidance of Professor Flitwick, so that she could get back the familiar 'feel' as soon as possible.

The current body is a little strange, and the memories of the past in her mind are also vague, but even if she has forgotten everything about herself, she still knows that she used to be a wizard, and she is no stranger to the use of magic.

This feeling was not limited to casting spells, but even to Hogwarts, when she first came here, she also had a vague feeling in her heart, as if she had been here before, but she was not familiar with it.

As the spell spread silently, annoying noises came from Myrtle's bathroom. There were women complaining, scolding, screaming, and water gushing, as if they were being smashed.

Within half a minute, a milky-white translucent figure pierced through the wall, and then disappeared without a trace. Cassandra knew that Myrtle would not come back before twelve o'clock tonight, and the ghost banishing spell would make the ghosts recall the things that impressed her most during her lifetime.

On the road of studying immortality, Tom Riddle has also done a lot of research on ghosts. Although it is sad to become a ghost after death, as long as it allows him to take one more step on the road of seeing immortality, he is also willing to spend energy and time on it. He can survive for ten years in the form of a weak ghost, which is indispensable for the help of this research.

The door of the bathroom with the sign of "under maintenance" was pushed open a crack, and her slender legs could easily step in, and her flat stomach would not be hindered, but the burden on her chest made her have to push the door open a little more.

But Cassandra doesn't feel troubled by this, this is her proud capital, and she even likes this feeling of "getting back to the past". Although her memory is blurred, she thinks she should be like this, and even the current "growth" is far from enough, and she will become better.

The floor of the empty bathroom was full of water stains. Myrtle made a fuss when she left here. Ghosts are a very magical existence. Although they cannot directly touch the real thing, they can always use some indirect means to influence something. On the border of life and death, there is nowhere to go.

Cassandra walked to the washbasin in the bathroom, and she came to a faucet that would not flow out. In the concealment of this faucet, there was a relief of a lifelike snake. She bent down slightly, opened her exquisite lips, and let out a creepy hissing sound.

It was snake language, but she was not unfamiliar with it when she used it, it was as fluent as her mother tongue.

After a short moment, the pool began to deform. Hundreds of years ago, Hogwarts built new washrooms on each floor for the convenience of students and staff. The pipes extending in all directions were laid at that time. At that time, the descendants of Slytherin and the Gaunt family were not all crazy, and there were many capable wizards among them.

In order to prevent the entrance of the secret room left by Slytherin from being exposed by this huge pipeline project, someone participated in this construction, moved the entrance of the Slytherin secret room here, and used the sink as a means of covering it.

The secluded sewer pipes are not dirty because no one has used them for many years. However, because the pipes are connected to other sewer pipes, some unpleasant smells still exist, but they are very faint. Unless it is a dog's nose, it is really unpleasant to smell.

Cassandra stuck out her tongue, and her small tongue, which was slightly longer than ordinary people, trembled nimbly. However, the tip of the tongue without forks did not have the function of tasting smells. Although she became a human again, some instinctive actions of snakes were still imprinted in her soul.

She glanced at the secluded pipe, and before jumping down, she pulled the trigger again, and a bubble-like thing covered her body. Cassandra has a very good advantage, that is, she listens to persuasion. If she meets Harry again this time, he won't have the chance to say that she smells strange.

After the figure disappeared into the tunnel, the washbasin at the upper entrance also returned to its original state. The slide lasted for several minutes. The sudden feeling of stepping into the air did not make Cassandra panic. She landed lightly and crushed some sewer creatures that had been turned into bones a long time ago.

A huge snake slough was not far in front of her. Even after fifty years, the snake slough from the basilisk was still well preserved, without any sign of corruption or being bitten.

The hissing snake voice appeared again, and the closed stone door opened, and she came to a huge and empty small square. A huge statue of Salazar Slytherin was erected at the end of the small square. It was not a handsome wizard, but looked like an old monkey with a wrinkled face.

But all of this didn't make Cassandra's eyes wander. Her eyes fell on the huge monster in the square. A giant snake with a length of nearly 50 meters coiled up in the small square.

The stares that could make people die were not avoided. The girl in Hogwarts school uniform looked at the huge basilisk calmly. She stepped forward slowly step by step, while the huge basilisk was shrinking, but it couldn't stay away from the weak girl in front of it.

His body was fixed to the ground, the silver spikes pierced through the hard scales pierced through the floor, and the bright red magic pattern pattern spread out a huge carpet, and the warm blood flowing in it was dripping drop by drop from the wounds pierced by the silver spikes.

As the girl approached, she raised her head and looked at the basilisk in front of her. Two pairs of bright yellow snake pupils, one big and one small, met their gazes at this moment.

There was a weird, piercing hissing sound, but it was also a gentle lullaby that made the giant snake slowly relax its body.

There is a pair of bright yellow eyes that will be extinguished tonight, while the other pair that is fully opened will light up with the light of cold death.