Connor's Hogwarts

Perhaps it was God's will, but on the same day that Voldemort decided to steal the treasure - the day after the first grade final exam, Harry figured out the key to the matter.

His severely delayed reaction system finally realized that the timing of Hagrid's acquisition of the dragon egg was too coincidental, so he ran to ask Hagrid who had given him the egg. Finally, when he learned that Hagrid had won the egg in a bet, He told the egg-carrying man the "secret" that his little Luwei (three-headed dog) fell into coma after a concert.

Harry realized the seriousness of the problem, and then thought of going to the principal to report it, but of course the principal would not be at school, and Professor McGonagall thought they were talking nonsense, after many "attempts to report" to no avail.

Harry decided to solve this problem by himself. His proposal for secondary school got a positive response from the smart Miss Granger and the not-so-smart Mr. Ron. With Harry's invisibility cloak, the three believed that they would not be taught again. They found out, so the three of them decided to take another night tour of the castle.

Although there were some minor problems along the way, such as encountering Neville who overestimated his abilities and tried to stop them, and Pepper who was wandering around for fun at midnight, they finally reached the fourth floor corridor smoothly.

"Look! Harp! Snape has already been here!" Harry pointed to the harp next to Lu Wei with a solemn expression.

"Hermione, play the flute and don't let it wake up." Ron pointed to the trap door on the floor: "We have to go in there."

Hermione played a tuneless flute, but Lu Wei still cooperated and fell asleep. The three of them cautiously came to the dark entrance of the cave and looked at each other.

Harry took a deep breath: "I'll jump first later. If there's no problem, you can follow me down. But if something happens to me, you should turn back immediately, go to the Owlery in the West Tower, and send Hedwig to deliver a message to Dumbledore." ,OK?"

Ron nodded sharply: "I understand!"

Hermione, who played the flute, expressed with her eyes "Why didn't you just come back after writing the letter?"

There is no fear of death in Gryffindor's dictionary! ——With this thought in mind, Harry jumped up and jumped down violently.

"Come down! Soft landing! It's safe down there—!"

Ron Hao didn't hesitate and jumped in. Hermione, who played the flute, actually wanted to go back and write a letter now, but she felt that it was too late. She didn't think much and jumped in too.

"To be honest, it's lucky that there are these plants spread here." Hermione heard Ron say this as soon as she landed on the ground.

"What a blessing! Look at you two!" Hermione exclaimed, jumped up suddenly, and struggled to move towards a damp wall.

Because as soon as she landed, the plant vines on the ground wrapped around her ankles, and Harry and Ron were already unknowingly wrapped around their waists by the long vines.

Hermione broke free before the vines could catch her. Then she watched in horror as the two boys tried desperately to tear away the vines, but the more they struggled to free themselves, the faster and tighter the vines became.

"Stop moving!" Hermione shouted at them, "I know what this is! It's a devil's trap!"

"Oh, my God, I'm so happy. We finally know what it's called. This will help us a lot." Ron screamed and pulled the vines to prevent them from wrapping around his neck.

"Shut up, I'm thinking about how to kill it!" Hermione shouted while spinning in circles.

"Please think faster, I can't breathe!" Harry gasped, and the vines that were about to wrap around his chest seemed to be suffocating him to death.

"Devil's Net, Devil's Net, what did Professor Sprout say? That's right! He said it likes darkness and moisture -"

"Then light it on fire!" Harry almost choked.

"Yes! That's right! Of course it's possible, but there's no firewood here!" Hermione said loudly, wringing her hands anxiously.

"Are you crazy!?" Ron yelled, "Are you a witch?"

"Oh, by the way! I can do magic!" Hermione hurriedly pulled out her wand, waved it, muttered something, and then shot a blue flame from the head of the wand.

Within seconds, both boys felt the vines retreating from the light and warmth, loosening their grip on them. The plant twisted and twitched, automatically releasing the tendrils wrapped around them, and Harry and Ron finally broke free completely.

"It's a good thing you listened carefully in Herbology class, Hermione." Harry, like Hermione, retreated to the wall and wiped the sweat from his face.

"Yes, thanks to you," Ron said. "It's also a good thing that Harry didn't panic like you at the critical moment. 'But there's no firewood here.' Look what you just said!"

"Shut up!" Hermione blushed angrily.

"This way."

The three began to break through the level. They relied on Harry's excellent Quidditch skills to seize the key that had been ravaged by Quirrell, and relied on Ron's excellent monster card skills to break through the second board level.

Then came the third level - the question-answering level.

"Oh~ Hermione, this level depends on you. These questions give me a headache." Ron rolled his eyes and gave up his position.

Harry stood aside consciously.

"These questions are all questions that have been tested in the exam. There is nothing difficult." Hermione took over the round with great interest.

ten minutes later

"I don't know how to do this question. This should be for senior grades." Hermione's hand holding the wand trembled slightly.

"It's over, it's over. This is only the thirtieth question. There won't be seventy more questions in the future! We can't pass it!" Ron hugged Nandai in despair. He didn't look at the question. When the question reached the tenth question, He just couldn't understand it.

"It's a multiple-choice question anyway! Just pick one at random! There's always a way!" Harry gritted his teeth and stepped forward to choose C.

Then the blue screen turned red, and text appeared on it: [Wrong answer (1/7), next question: Question 31, Magic Pattern Structure.]

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Ron looked at Hermione: "There are six more chances! Do you know this question?"

Hermione stiffened her face and shook her head: "No, no."

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Harry waved his hand fiercely and said: "Whatever! Just choose randomly if you don't know! There is always a chance of hitting the right one!"

Then [wrong answer (6/7)]

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Hermione closed her eyes in despair: "Harry, how did you get six questions wrong in a row? It's over, we have to stop at this level."

Harry was furious, his eyes were red, and he yelled like a gambler: "I don't believe it! I will definitely make the right choice this time!!!"

Then [wrong answer (7/7)]

gameover

The screen turned completely red, and just when the three of them fell into despair, a new change appeared on the screen——

[The result of your magic knowledge level test is: Junior Wizard. There is no limit to learning, so please continue to work hard and make persistent efforts. 】

Then the door opened. Opened.

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The three people looked at each other with stiff expressions, and the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

Finally, Ron spoke: "We...seem to have passed?"

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"It seems so. Let's keep walking." Harry didn't know what to say. In short, he felt that the serious atmosphere was ruined by this inexplicable level.

The three of them stepped into the next door without saying a word.

Opening the door, there didn't seem to be anything scary here, just a table with seven bottles of different shapes arranged on it.

"This is a potion, Snape's level." Harry said, "What should we do?"

As soon as the three of them crossed the threshold, a burst of purple flames suddenly rose behind them, sealing the doorway. At the same time, black flames burst out from the door leading to the front, and they were trapped here.

"Look!" Hermione grabbed a roll of parchment placed next to the bottle, with something like a riddle written on it: "This is a logical reasoning question! Many of the greatest wizards have no logical reasoning skills at all, so they have to Trapped here forever!"

"As for us, we can't get out, can we?"

"Of course not," said Hermione. "All we need to know is written on this piece of paper. Seven bottles: three are poison; two are wine; one will allow us to pass safely through the black fire, and the other Can send us back through the purple flames."

"But how do we know which one to drink?"

"Give me a minute."

(I wanted to copy the puzzle and it was suspected of hydrology, so I decided to be lazy and refer to the original text 8. Ahem, Ron and Hermione walked back, and Harry walked forward. The following paragraph will not be included. Money) (pretend to have updated 3,000 words)

Harry stood behind her and read with her: "Danger is in front of you, safety is behind." There are two of us who can help you. Drink them, one will lead you forward, the other will send you back to where you came from. Two contained nettle wine. Three are killers, waiting in line. Take your pick, unless you want to be stuck here forever. We also provide four clues to help you choose: first, no matter how cunningly the poisons are hidden, they are actually standing to the left of the nettle wine; second, the contents of the bottles at the left and right ends are not clear. If you want to move forward, none of them will be useful to you; thirdly, you will find that the bottles are not equal in size. There is no death hidden among giants and dwarfs; fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right, although they look different, they taste the same. 】

"That's wonderful." Hermione read the paper a few more times. She walked up and down in front of the row of bottles, talking to herself and pointing to this or that bottle. Finally, she clapped her hands happily.

"I see," she said. "This smallest bottle can help us pass through the black flames and get to the Philosopher's Stone."

Harry looked at the small, inconspicuous bottle.

"There's only enough for one person in it," he said, "less than a sip."

They looked at each other.

"Which bottle will bring you back through the purple flames?"

Hermione pointed to a round bottle on the far right.

"You drink that bottle." Harry said, "Don't interrupt yet, listen to me. You go back and grab two broomsticks from the room with the flying keys. They will carry you through the trap door and away from Lu Wei. Pass, go directly to the shack where the Cat Orchid lives, and send Hedwig to deliver a message to Dumbledore. We need him to rescue. I may be able to contain Snape temporarily, but I am by no means his match."

"But Harry, what if You-Know-Who is with him?"

"Well - I got away with it once before, remember?" Harry pointed at the scar on his forehead and said, "I might still be able to turn something into a blessing."

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry in silence, touched by his bravery.

"Harry, you will become a great wizard." Hermione gave Harry a hug.

"I'm not as good as you." Harry said very embarrassedly, and Hermione let go of him.

Hermione shook her head and said: "I just study hard and rely on a little cleverness. Apart from that, there are many more important things I don't have, such as friendship and courage-"

Ron pushed Hermione away and hugged Harry tightly: "We will be back soon! You have to be careful!"

"You guys drink first," Harry pointed at the small bottle and said, "Hermione, can you be sure it's these two bottles? Is there no mistake?"

"Absolutely not." Hermione picked up the round bottle on the right and took a big sip, trembling all over.

"It's not poison, is it?" Harry asked worriedly.

"No—but like ice, bitingly cold."

Ron stuck out his tongue and took a sip.

"Hurry up, you guys go away, it will lose its effectiveness after a while."

"I wish you good luck——" "Be careful——"

"Let's go!"

Hermione and Ron turned and walked straight through the purple flames.

Harry took a deep breath, grabbed the smallest bottle, and faced the black flames.

"I'm here." After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the liquid in the small bottle in one gulp.

It literally penetrated his whole body like ice. He put down the bottle and walked forward. He mustered up the courage and saw black flames licking his body, but he felt nothing. At that moment, he could not see anything, only black flames in front of him——

Then, he successfully reached the other side and entered the last room.

But there was already someone there - but it wasn't Snape, or even Voldemort.