After them, he turns every defective artifact in their primary matter, storing the rest for later. Inside this, he found eight times turner, with three still working. When he put his hand on them, he receives a text.

"CS?"

-Do it, even though I think that it wouldn"t work when you"re inside it it will be made your supplies last longer.-

"My thoughts exactly." Accepting it, the three times turners in his hand melt as he appears momently in his storage entry. A few seconds later another window pop up.

Manipulating it to shape it, he changes it for four rooms of 200*50*10 and his supplies room to 218.75*50*2 (all in meters). The rest of the Galleon, Sickle and Knut where send in as well, leaving him with some money if he ever needs it. Four of the time turners were also stocked in while the last was absorbed. He didn"t forget to store the damaged vanishing cabinet. After this, the misc remaining from the room was slowly stored in the expanded room of his storage. It was only due to the fact that he had the storage and his trans.m.u.tation skills that he was able to empty the room in a single day, leaving nothing behind.

Done with the room, I was popped directly in the second-floor lady lavatory. Not wanting to attract the attention of the ghost, I had sent Sunny first to see if the coast was clear. Opening the hidden door and climbing down the stair, We made our way until the door before I open it. The moment the door opens, a flash of orange-red just pop in front of me, in pure reflex, I punch it, feeling the sensation of flesh and broking bones at the extremity of my fist, I realize too late what it was. A few seconds later, I hear the sound of a m.u.f.fled noise along with some more snapping bones. looking down in the chamber floor, I see the sunken face, Ronald Weasley, as some of his limbs were pointing at the wrong angle.

"..."

"..."

-...-

"Did one of you see him pop out of nowhere like me?"

"Yes master, the carrot head popped out of nowhere."

-I flabbergasted by the sheer idiocy of the boy.-

"You think he his still alive?"

-I have serious doubt, taking your punch at full power at point-blank followed by a crash like this? He would be lucky to be alive.-

"I don"t think that being alive in this state should be counted as lucky."

-... true.-

During that time, the diligent elf has reached what appears to be a badly bruised bag of flesh with a cave, in fact, a heavily bleeding nose, a left-arm snapped, at least four places, few cracked vertebrae and right leg knee bending in the wrong side.

"Master, the carrot head wizard his dead." Say him has Alex made his way to him. Sighing at the sight of the body, he crouches and put a hand on it, trans.m.u.ting the corpse to a hep of molecules before storing it in different vats.

"well, now that it"s out of the way, let see if old Tommy boy had left anything in that room."When he had appears to him, the old wizard didn"t forget to make him go inside the mouth, pa.s.s the lair of the Basilisk to access to his private quarters. Hopping that Tom would never accept to bend his knee in front of anyone, thus don"t check the inside of the craved face.

As it has been left open, he rapidly made his way inside and soon found few shed skins rapidly stored away. What surprised him was to found eight ostrich sized eggs in the nest. When he touches them, he found that they have only lingering heat in them.

"Sunny, take them to the territory immediately, try to save what is inside!"

In two snaps of his finger, the elf made the eggs vanish before following them. How can he know that they are still alive? easy, he can only trans.m.u.te "dead" matter, if the thing still possesses an active, not lingering, life force, he can freely interact with it. when he was unable to do so with the egg, he knows that they are still some hope.

-What do you think are in those eggs? Baby Basilisk?-

"No, I what it was said his true, a basilisk can only be born from a precise ritual, involving a chicken egg hatched under a toad of something like this. But I have read in a fanfic a time that the Basilisk had birthed another one, and in another, Hadler"s I think? ( Those really exist, I just have forgotten their name, they are in fanfiction through.) They are rare magical snakes able to converse with Pa.r.s.elmouth."

Making his way on the stone stair surrounding the lair as they rise, he was soon facing a door that seems craved in the wall itself. Following the instruction of the dead wizard, he put is hand in the open jaw of the craved snake, its fangs sinking a little in them, drawing blood. As the enhancements recognize his blood as Salazar offspring, it opens on itself, revealing a study full of old books on the four walls.

In front of Alex, a fire start in the fireplace, on his right, a desk with a different range of books above. On his left, a door he thinks giving in a chamber. Doing what starts to become a habit, he raids the library, adding invaluable books of a purposefully forgotten period. Looking briefly at them, he saw that the majority of them where about potion, ritual, and healing. As he was thinking, the one above the desk where Pa.r.s.elmouth tomes. He takes the desk, unwanting to left behind some perhaps hidden doc.u.ments. He just finishes emptying the room when Sunny came back.

"The eggs are taken care of, master, they should be damaged for the lack of heat."

"That good to hear, thanks, Sunny."

As it was now empty, the two made their way to the door who was, in fact, leading in a small corridor with three doors, one in front at the end, on at the right, and one at the left. Going for the one on the right, they end in a potion lab with another door to what he guesses the potions ingredients cupboard. When he opened it after sweeping the room clean, he was proven correct.

"Sunny, can you send them to the ones we keep at the territory? I don"t think it a good idea for me to stock them in my storages, some of the thing here is under specific storage, it won"t be good for them to abruptly change of environment."

"Yes, master." Popping off for a moment, he reappears with four other elves who take them with them, knowing what to do with them.

Exiting the room he enters the door facing it but found nothing more than a ritual circle and an empty room. Knowing that the last was a bedroom, he goes in, takes everything that wasn"t fixed on the floors and walls, and trans.m.u.tes the rest.

"Say CS, do you think that I"m starting to develop some kleptomania reflexes?"

-Yes, I think.-

"Isn"t that a bad thing?"

-Well, you don"t really go out of your ways to stole other blinds, so it good? I think? After all, until then you just have taken what was available to all so, I don"t think it you should bother with it?-

"Oh? Okay!"