With the silver moon hanging high, two men stood face-to-face in the dim office.
One was old but with a kind face, the other was in his prime but with a gloomy expression!
Professor Snape, with a gloomy face, directly asked, "Will you help him?"
"Maybe he doesn't need my help. He's better than we thought!"
Headmaster Dumbledore didn't answer directly but gave an ambiguous answer.
Hearing this, Professor Snape finally couldn't hold back and challenged,
"So you still choose to stand by? It was the same with Lily, the same with Harry Potter, and now the same with Light."
Looking at Professor Snape, whose emotions were obviously off, Headmaster Dumbledore was silent for a moment and then said in a dry tone,
"I'm just afraid. It seems I only make everything worse."
Professor Snape looked coldly at the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world in front of him and slowly said,
"As you wish. I've got no right to comment. I just hope you won't end up regretting this decision!"
Hearing the meaning of seeing him off in Professor Snape's words, Headmaster Dumbledore didn't stay either. He turned into a blaze of fire and disappeared in the office.
Watching the firelight dissipate in the air, Professor Snape whispered, "Who isn't screwing things up?"
After his words fell, only a deep sigh echoed in the dim office!
After leaving Professor Snape's office, Light went to the Room of Requirement.
He opened the experimental materials about potions, which laid out in detail all the conditions of the experimenter before and after taking the potion.
Moreover, the materials also spelled out in detail the origin of ritual Spells and the meanings associated with a series of materials such as the environment and items.
Taking advantage of the close relationship between Trolls and the earth's soil, it was designed that after taking the potion, the experimenter would be swallowed by the swamp for a whole day and night and finally complete the transformation when the sun appeared!
The final experimental result was also gratifying. The experimenter indeed gained the ability to transform into a Troll!
And the final summary was the same as what Professor Snape said. The whole experimental process was very unstable and only barely achieved success.
Putting down the experimental data in his hand, Light took out a book, *Man and Nature*, beside him.
After knowing that the key to transforming into magical creatures lies in ritual Spells, he started cramming up on this kind of knowledge!
However, it was a pity that even after reading a large number of books, he couldn't figure out the pattern. The meanings associated with the same item varied from region to region.
Each ritual was very strange, full of local customs and the crazy ideas of the inventors regarding the performance of the ritual.
The book in Light's hand loosely combined natural phenomena with magical animals and plants of various attributes.
Based on the dualism of light and darkness, it made the ritual Spells that could only be used individually more widely applicable.
After rereading this book, Light used his knowledge to barely come up with a ritual.
Taking advantage of the dark attributes of the Boggart and the Thestral, one should take the potion on a moonless night and hide in the darkness.
Then transform when the full - moon rises to take on a new form.
Looking at the ritual he designed, Light wasn't happy at all but looked really weird!
There always seemed to be something amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
With no clear clue, Light could only put aside this feeling about the rather odd magic ritual for now.
After all, the new magical creatures he had asked Hagrid to breed hadn't been bred yet.
Thinking of this, Light put away the materials in his hand and got up to head towards the dormitory!
Late at night in the castle corridor, it was deathly quiet all around! There were only the flickering candle flames in the distance and the moonlight shining in through the corridor windows.
As he walked, Light's thoughts ebbed and flowed like a tide. He tried to design a more appropriate magic ritual, but his train of thought always snapped at a certain point.
Suddenly, a faint sound reached Light's ears. It was like the sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves or the sound of objects rubbing against each other.
Light stopped dead in his tracks and tilted his head to listen intently! But he found that everything around was still and unchanged.
"Was it just an illusion? Or was there really something amiss just now?"
Looking around, aside from the flickering candle flames in the distance and the moonlight by the window, Light didn't notice anything out of the ordinary in the corridor.
"No, there's definitely something amiss!" Light felt a sudden uneasiness welling up inside him!
At that moment, a chilling thought flashed through Light's mind: "Could the basilisk have emerged?"
Thinking of this, Light instantly pulled out his monitoring device, and his face turned ashen. The device had alerted him multiple times, but he hadn't paid attention.
Light quickly scrolled through the previous footage while drawing his wand.
In the footage, a massive python slithered out from the toilet door. Once its entire body emerged, it reared its head and kept flicking its tongue, as if hunting for prey.
"It's nearby!" Light put away the device and held his wand, vigilant about his surroundings while focusing more intently on searching for that faint sound.
Light remained silent and crept slowly towards the source of the sound.
As he neared the source, the sound of objects rubbing grew louder and clearer, as if a menacing monster lurked in the darkness, ready to pounce on its prey at any moment.
Suddenly, Light stepped on something wet underfoot, and he almost unleashed the Fiendfyre curse out of sheer terror!
After catching his breath for a moment, Light, having calmed down, glanced at the ground. In the dim candlelight, he saw that it was a puddle of liquid.
Before Light could check if this puddle of liquid was the drool the basilisk left when devouring people, a sharper sound rang out.
Dashing quickly in the direction of the sound, Light also kept a wary eye out for the possible Attack of the basilisk nearby.
Light wasn't overly frightened of the basilisk at that moment. His wand had a tracking ability. As long as he wasn't caught off guard and was in a direct confrontation, he was certain not to lose.
Light quickened his pace with each step. Eventually, he didn't even worry about possible ambushes. He knew the basilisk wouldn't make a sound without a reason.
It must be on the hunt, and perhaps someone was already in its stomach! Every second of delay meant a life lost.
Sprinting all the way, Light reached the end of the corridor, where he spotted a half - ajar door.
An inexplicable sense of dread washed over him, and Light instantly realized that the basilisk lurked behind the door ahead of him.
He properly cast the Iron Armor Charm, Impediment Jinx, and Solid as a Rock Charm to protect himself, and then cast the Disillusionment Charm.
He closed his eyes, leaving only a tiny slit, and slowly approached, slipping through the half - open door at the same time.
Before Light could carefully observe his surroundings, he heard continuous rubbing sounds ahead!
Light didn't dare to look at the basilisk's head. Instead, he looked down at the ground and judged the basilisk's location based on the basilisk's huge body.