HP - Shadow Monarch! [BOOK 1]

Chapter 162 - Ouroboros.

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Third Person POV

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"Arise."

Upon uttering these words, a dark aura began to emerge from the lifeless body of the basilisk. Suddenly, the creature exploded in all directions with uncontrolled energy, engulfing even Snape, who stood before it.

He himself smiled as he watched the inert basilisk start to regain form, an energy rising above its body without affecting its main structure.

"What is this?!" A scream echoed through Salazar's Chamber. The portrait of Slytherin could not see what was happening, but the energy explosion and that dark aura were so overwhelming that he was completely stunned.

The energy continued pulsing for a while until, finally, it ceased.

"Ouroboros!"

Salazar heard Snape's voice soon after. The wizard emerged from the darkness, climbing the stairs and crossing the destroyed doorway. He entered once again the chamber where the portrait of the Slytherin founder resided.

"What was that?!" the portrait murmured, staring fixedly at Snape. He couldn't notice anything different about him or understand what that explosion had meant.

Snape simply smiled and looked directly at Salazar's image. "Come on, Ouroboros, present yourself."

Upon hearing the name of the new shadow, the darkness beneath Snape's feet, once merely a projection of the torches in the room, began to expand. It crawled across the floor, drawing the form of a snake. Then, suddenly, its head emerged from the shadow, growing to the original size of the basilisk.

"This... Sara?! How is this possible... Is this necromancy?!" Salazar exclaimed, stunned as he gazed upon the creature. Sara was the name he had given to the small basilisk a thousand years ago.

The basilisk had regained its full form, but it was now entirely composed of darkness and blue light. Though its enormous size prevented it from fitting completely within the chamber, part of its body and neck emerged from Snape's shadow. It rose before its new master, awaiting orders, while its blue eyes shone towards Salazar's portrait.

"I... I don't believe it. You actually brought it back from the dead! What kind of magic is this?!" The founder's portrait was terrified.

He had never seen anything like it. Necromancy was a dark and rare art, but this exceeded anything he had ever known. Salazar swallowed hard as he gazed at the resurrected basilisk, now transformed into a living shadow. The creature's cold eyes were fixed on him.

"Is it really you, Sara?" he asked hesitantly.

The basilisk merely flicked its tongue quickly but did not respond. After all, it now belonged to a new master.

Snape looked at Salazar and smiled slightly. "If you want to know how I got that phoenix, well... here's your answer. I killed one and brought it back from the dead."

Salazar's eyes widened. "I might understand a basilisk..." he murmured, still staring at Ouroboros in its shadow form. "But... a phoenix?! They are immortal! There is no way you could have killed one!"

Snape shrugged. "Let's just say my abilities work against a phoenix when it is caught between life and death."

The basilisk began to descend back into Snape's shadow, disappearing completely from Salazar's view.