Just became a godfather, and you said this is Hogwarts?

Pansy glared at Draco.

She was just thinking about which words her parents had said could apply to the current situation.

But before he could figure it out, Draco, that idiot, interrupted him.

At this time, Hermione on the side suddenly said, "You say, since the flame is blocking here, how did the dark wizard get in? There are so many of us and we haven't found the dark wizard here. There are only two possibilities. The first possibility is that he has entered the next level, and the second possibility is that he has left! I think the possibility of leaving is not high. After all, he has come here, which means that the flame has another way to pass through!"

All the young wizards reacted after Hermione's reminder.

Harry Potter whispered, "If only this fire could be extinguished!"

Harry Potter said quietly.

But there happened to be a fifth-grade snake nearby who heard it.

The little snake showed joy on its face.

"Yes, Harry, you're right! We just need to put out this fire!"

When the other little snakes heard this, they said, "But that kind of spell seems to be learned only in the sixth grade. Does anyone among you know how to do it?"

Pansy touched her chin and said, "I seem to remember that one day the chief went to the spell practice room and taught us a spell. However, for those of us below the third grade, the chief said that we couldn't control our magic power, so we didn't learn it. That spell seemed to be related to fire, right?"

Got reminded by Pansy.

A few of the senior snakes remembered.

"Yes, I remembered it. The Chief taught me this, and I've practiced it myself. It can control the flames, although it can only be controlled for a short period of time. According to the Chief, this spell is a shortened version of the Fire God's Way. It can only control ordinary flames, not the calamity fire! But it's equally powerful!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the older snakes all remembered.

Erwin breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally I remembered it.

These fools.

Erwin taught it specifically at the beginning.

As for this curse, it was also castrated by Erwin through the God of Fire.

The reason why Alvin created this spell was that he felt that the power of Vulcan was too terrifying.

I want the entire castrated version for normal use.

After making it, I taught these little snakes.

It's just prepared for them to use today.

As a result, Erwin gave them an open-book exam.

It took these guys half a day to remember this.

Erwin felt that he should give them more homework when he returned.

They are still too comfortable.

After finding a solution.

A fifth-grade little snake walked out of the crowd.

Wands were waved and spells were chanted.

The next moment, a wisp of flame floated up under the influence of the spell.

But it was soon pulled back by the huge amount of flames.

The little snake frowned: "No, my magic power is not enough, we have to work together!"

The other senior snakes nodded.

Then, the fourth and fifth grade snakes took action together.

The wand swung out.

As the spell was chanted, the flames in the room were directly drawn up.

A group of young wizards tried hard to move their wands, gathered the flames into a ball, and then threw it on the ground aside.

Without fuel, those flames quickly died out.

All the little snakes had smiles on their faces.

"It really works. The spell taught by the Chief is so useful!"

The professor and his group are hiding in secret.

Professor Flitwick's eyes sparkled.

"This spell is very interesting. It is very similar to Professor Dumbledore's Vulcan Clearing the Way, but most of its power has been cut off! This is a great innovation. In this way, the power of this spell will be reduced and it can be used as a spell for daily use! As expected, Erwin's talent in spells is beyond my imagination!"

After Professor Flitwick finished speaking, Snape snorted coldly: "Elvin's talent is reflected in all aspects, but his best talent is still in potions!"

Professor McGonagall also chimed in: "I think Erwin's best talent is Transfiguration. After all, he was able to publish a paper in his first year and received the Second Class Order of Merlin. How could he not have talent? I think we can let Erwin focus on Transfiguration in the future!"

Professor Sprout said, "Well, Erwin actually has a great talent for herbs. Every time during the Herbology class, I am amazed by how well he takes care of the herbs! If there is anyone who can take care of the Whomping Willow, it must be Erwin!"

None of the four professors would submit to the other.

In their opinion, Erwin should become the favorite student of one of them.

The others are here to rob people.

Little did people know that Erwin's greatest talent was black magic.

The Dark Lord is his best teacher!

After the flames were dissipated.

A new level is revealed before everyone.

Hermione said, "Everyone, stay alert. We have to be careful on the road ahead. We don't know if there will be another level, but we can't let our guard down. There is a dark wizard waiting for us ahead!"

Everyone nodded, holding their wands in their hands.

They were like soldiers preparing to go to war.

The temperature gradually dropped, and Hermione and the others continued to move forward without hesitation.

In front of the Mirror of Erised, Voldemort heard footsteps.

He chose a handsome appearance for himself. He would stand in front of the mirror. The moment the carrier took off his turban, he would look at Harry Potter, look at Harry Potter's face!

At this point, how could Voldemort not know that all this was prepared in advance by Dumbledore?

As for the purpose, Voldemort could easily figure it out: it was for Harry Potter.

Could it be for his disciples?

However, he was confident that this time, Dumbledore's plan would fail.

He wants to take the Philosopher's Stone and Harry Potter's life!

He couldn't wait to see Harry Potter's horrified face.

Today, he wants to do again what he failed to do eleven years ago!

A group of little wizards walked through the room and came to an empty hall.

At a glance, he saw Voldemort's carrier standing in front of the mirror.

Voldemort's somewhat cold voice rang out: "Harry Potter, we finally meet!"

While talking.

The headscarf on the carrier's head slowly fell off.

Voldemort slowly opened his eyes and was about to deliver his speech.

But suddenly I saw a group of little wizards at the door.

Voldemort was momentarily startled.

Damn it?

This script is wrong.

What’s going on? The script he got was not like this.

Why are there so many little wizards?

Where is the script where the savior faces the Dark Lord?

Now we are facing it head on, but aren’t there a bit too many people?

However, while Voldemort was in a daze, the little wizards were not.

As a warrior, Pansy took the lead in launching the attack.

He cast a spell directly from the wand in his hand.

"Take action, don't give him the chance to do it!"

The next moment, all the little wizards attacked together.

A large number of spells were cast at Voldemort.

The carrier didn't react in time and his body was blown away.

After all, his back was facing the door.