Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

　　 Time passed quickly, and Aristophane completed the report of the second potion in the blink of an eye, but this time he did not publish it directly, but gave it to Dumbledore to prepare according to this formula. In other free time, apart from accepting the envy of the students with a unicorn, he continued to read, write, and organize the information in his mind.

　　 And the three of Harry took the final wizard exam for the first time in their lives. The weather has become hot. They are taking written exams in large classrooms, and in different classrooms, they take practice exams on spells, transformations, and potions.

　　 In fact, due to the deliberate exercise of Aristophanes, Harry, Hermione, and Neville's talent in potions gradually revealed.

Although Snape still didn't like Harry, he still had to pinch his nose to admit that Harry had inherited his mother's talent for potions in the test of Forgotten Potions, which exacerbated Snape's inner anger. .

　　 After finishing the last test of the history of magic, Harry asked Hagrid as if it were the original, and learned Lu Wei's weakness from him, which made the three of them shocked.

　　 They first went to Aristophane’s tent to find him, and found that a notice was posted on it: Take the unicorn to the horseman during the day, and come back at night. Please leave a message if you have anything. They could only write a note and stuff it through the crack of the door, hoping that Aristophanes could come back sooner.

Then they wanted to go to Dumbledore and found that Dumbledore had also gone to the Ministry of Magic. This sudden accident made Harry decide to act alone at night. This time, instead of Neville stopping them, he followed Harry to the "pass through the barrier." "activity.

After dinner, the three of them sat in the corner of the common room. They were all enjoying their free time after the final exam. So they were all lazy. No one came to bother him, except Ron told Harry to play wizard chess. The result was declined.

　　 Everyone left the lounge one after another and went back to bed, with fewer and fewer people.

　　 "You can go get your invisibility cloak." Hermione said, "Neville, stare at you to prevent anyone from disturbing us."

　　 Neville nodded nervously.

　　 But it went well. The three put on Harry's invisibility cloak and walked all the way to the outside of the fourth-floor corridor—the door was already open. Before opening the door, Harry turned his head and asked them again: "Are you sure you want to go with me? You can take the invisibility cloak away, I don't need it anymore. Behind the door may face Snape or even Voldemort, regretting It’s still too late."

　　Hermione didn't feel anything when hearing the mysterious man's name, but Neville shuddered. But he shook his head and took out his wand, and opened the door first.

　　 With the creaking of the door opening, a low bark sounded in their ears. Although the big dog couldn't see them, all its three noses twitched and sniffed frantically toward them, and there was a harp beside the dog's feet.

　　 "Snape must have stayed," Harry whispered. "Obviously as soon as the music stops, it will wake up."

　　 He took out the flute he had prepared beforehand and started blowing. In the blink of an eye, the big dog fell on the floor with a plop and fell asleep.

　　 The three of them took off the invisibility cloak, tiptoedly walked behind the big dog, and opened the movable door behind it. Looking at the dark doorway, the three looked at each other, and Harry pointed at himself, then at the opening.

　　 "Are you going to be the first to go down?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

　　 "Then I will continue to play the flute, you two go down first." Neville said.

　　 Harry handed the flute to Neville. During these few seconds, the dog twisted his body again. Neville hurriedly played the flute when he saw it, and it fell down again groggy.

　　 Harry slowly slid down the hole, and finally climbed the edge of the hole with only ten fingers. He looked up at Hermione and said, "If something happens to me, don't follow. Go straight to the cupboard where the owl lives and send Hedwig to deliver the letter to Dumbledore, okay?"

　　 Hermione nodded without speaking.

　　 "See you later, I hope..."

　　 Harry let go, and the cold, humid air whizzed past his ears. He fell down, fell, fell, and then - thumped. With a strange and dull impact, Harry landed on a soft object. He sat up and fumbled around. His eyes have not adjusted to the dim light here. He felt as if he was sitting on some kind of plant.

　　 "No problem!" He shouted at the entrance of the cave, which now looked like a spot the size of a stamp. "It's a soft landing, you can jump!"

　　 Hermione jumped off immediately, and then Neville.

　　 "We must be very far away from school." She said.

　　 "To be honest, luckily there are these plants spreading here." Harry said.

　　 "Fortunately what!" Hermione screamed, "Look at us!"

　　 She jumped up abruptly, struggling to move towards the wall, but it was of no use. They had unknowingly got their legs entangled by the long vines and continued to entangle them.

　　 "This is the Devil's Net!" Neville said, "I said in the herbal medicine class, don't struggle, the more you struggle, the tighter it gets! Relax, Harry, Hermione, don't be afraid!"

　　 After talking about Neville, he stood upright, and then slowly the Devil Net swallowed him. Harry watched Neville disappear in front of him and was about to shout.

　　 "It's okay! Hermione, Harry, there is a clearing below! Relax, the Devil Net will put you down!" It was Neville's voice!

　　 The two looked at each other when they heard the words, and Harry gritted his teeth and closed his eyes to suppress his fear, feeling the vines of the devil's net slowly entwining his body.

　　 He felt that he was moving down, and suddenly his whole body became loose. He opened his eyes and found that he had reached under the devil's net. Neville was following Hermione on the other side to prevent her from falling.

　　 "Fortunately, Neville, you learned well in herbal medicine," Hermione said, "I can think of Devil Net the first time."

　　Naville scratched his head. "Mr. Flivy Jr. and Professor Sprout both said that I am quite talented in herbal medicine."

　　 The three of them took a break, and then Harry pointed to a stone corridor and said, "Go here."

　　 This is the only way to go.

　　 They heard the sound of water drops dripping down the wall in addition to their own footsteps.

　　 "Did you hear that?" Neville asked in a low voice.

　　 Harry listened carefully, and there seemed to be rustling and clanging in front of him.

　　 They came to the end of the corridor, and in front of them was a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling. Countless little birds that are as dazzling as gems, flap their wings and fly around the room. There is a heavy wooden door opposite the room.

　　 "You said, if we go through the room, will they attack us?" Hermione asked.

　　 "It's possible." Harry said, "They don't look vicious, but if they all rushed over at once, I'm afraid.. leave it alone, there is no other way.. I ran over."

　　 He took a deep breath, covered his face with his arm, and rushed to the other side of the room quickly. He thought that sharp mouths and claws would tear him at any time, but nothing happened. He came to the door unscathed and pulled the handle. The door was locked.

　　 Neville and Hermione also followed. They pulled and pushed together, but the wooden door didn't move. Hermione tried the opening spell again, but it didn't help.

　　 "Harry, Hermione, you two look at these birds carefully..." Neville said suddenly.

　　 "They are not birds at all!" Harry took a closer look and said suddenly, "They are keys! Keys with wings-obviously this means..."

　　 Harry looked around every corner of the room, and Hermione looked up at the swarm of flying keys.

　　 ".. Yes, look! Flying broomsticks! We must go up and catch the key to that door!"

　　 "emmmmmm," Neville's face showed a look of fear, "I can't fly..."

　　 "I'll catch Hermione, Neville, you'll set the goal for us!"

　　 Nawei turned his head and observed it, and soon he found the target-a silver key with its wings pulled, which seemed to have been caught and roughly stuffed into the keyhole.

　　 "Harry! Hermione! Did you see it?" Neville shouted, "That's it, the one with sky blue wings! It should be it!"

　　 Harry Hermione kicked her feet in the air and went straight to the key. Neville also took out his wand and planned to help.

　　 Three people rushed to grab the keys. However, because the flying object was too small, Harry tried several times without catching it.

　　 "That won't work! Neville, you force the key to fly up, Hermione, you are looking at it on it, I'll catch it!"

　　 Hermione dived down, Neville shot a spell below, and Harry went straight to the key. Although Neville's spell was blocked by other keys flying in the air, Harry still pressed that key against the wall. Neville Hermione's cheers echoed in the room for a long time.

　　 Harry and Hermione landed quickly, and then quickly ran towards the door. He quickly pushed the still struggling key into the keyhole ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and twisted it hard, only to hear a "click", and the door lock flew away slantingly as soon as the key was released.

　　 "Are you ready?" Harry asked, and the two nodded, so he pushed the door open.

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　　 While Harry was waiting for someone to grab the key, Aristophane came out of the forbidden forest with the unicorn.

　　 He walked to the tent and found that the magic he had set had been touched. So he took out his wand and carefully pushed open the door.

　　 The room was quiet, he cast a bright spell and found a piece of parchment under his feet.

　　 After seeing Harry’s message, he took the time to clean up and let the unicorn guard the door. He hurriedly walked towards the castle, only to find that Dumbledore had been standing in the hall long ago.

　　 "Professor?" Aristophane was startled, and it seemed that Harry Potter was under his control from beginning to end.

　　 "You are here, Mr. Flivy, Jr.. Are you interested in seeing the performance of the little savior with me as an old man?" Dumbledore asked with a smile, holding the old wand in his hand.

　　 "I really want to, don't dare to ask your ears." Aristophanes replied with a classical Chinese sentence, "But professor, do you really feel relieved?"

　　 Dumbledore sighed: "I want to thank you, Little Flivy, you have trained Harry, Hermione and other students very well, and you have taken a lot of credit for him to grow so fast."

"But have you ever thought that your help has virtually reduced the hardship he has endured, and he will habitually rely on others when he encounters setbacks later. The reason why I am waiting for you here is because I know you will definitely help him? , This time I hope you can watch his adventures with me this bad old man."