HP the red-haired savior

On the second day after returning from the Forbidden Forest, Draco deliberately dragged Sisora ​​to the Black Lake, and asked Blaise to stand aside to let the two of them out. Thor said it again, emphasizing the dead unicorn, the black figure in the cloak, and the painful scar on Harry Potter's head.

"It is said that the scar was left by the mysterious man," Draco said in a low voice, "Potter certainly wasn't pretending yesterday, he was really in pain—if it was because of the cloak that sucked unicorn blood If it is a person, this person must have something to do with the mysterious person."

"I probably know who he is," Hisoka said.

"What do you mean?" Draco frowned, "Did you meet him before?!"

"Well...that's sort of..." Hisoka told Draco about Halloween, and then asked, "What's the use of unicorn blood?"

"Unicorn blood can continue your life, even if you are dying, but you have to pay a heavy price for it. You slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life in order to save your own life, so from it From the moment your blood touches your lips, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life." Draco whispered, "Killing a unicorn is an extremely cruel thing. Only a person who has nothing and wants everything would commit such a heinous crime."

"Quirrell and his master want to get the thing that Dumbledore put in the corridor on the fourth floor." Hisoka said, "According to my brother, that thing is likely to be related to Nicole Flamel—so They guessed that there was a Sorcerer's Stone in the hallway on the fourth floor."

Draco's expression suddenly became a little disturbed.

"Hisso," he pursed his lips slightly, "if, I mean if--my father, ever had a relationship with that person--"

"It's okay~" Hisoka smiled slightly, Malfoy's father and Black Apple Snape both had the breath of Quirrell's master, as if branded, Hisoka is not a stupid and dull person, no Might not tie these together.But so what?In the final analysis, the revenge of the Potters should be avenged by Harry Potter, not his Hisoka; moreover, the target is only Voldemort, not the Death Eaters.

Hisoka, who has read many books, said that he is actually not clear about these things in the magic world.

Draco's silver-gray eyes met Hisoka's golden pupils, and he didn't know if Hisoka really didn't care or was just talking.

"Hisso." He slowed down, half explaining, "Joining the Death Eaters, in my father's day, was a very honorable thing. Every Slytherin, and half a Ravenclaw , all take pride in following the mysterious man."

"I heard from my father that the mysterious man was not like this at that time." Draco said, "I don't know what happened later - he became more and more brutal, and he became less and less like the original pure-blood nobleman. A leader who sees the hope of revival."

"Draco doesn't need to tell me this~" Hisoka narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Draco with a smile, "I said 'it doesn't matter', it really doesn't matter."

To Hisoka, killing a person was as common as taking a bath.

After falling asleep at night, Hisoka got up from the bed lightly, and walked out of the Gryffindor tower in his pajamas.He added "jue" to himself, and the sense of existence became so weak that it was undetectable.

He came to the corridor on the fourth floor and opened the door.

There was a big three-headed dog squatting in the room. The three-headed dog was snoring, with saliva dripping from its three big mouths. Hisoka's arrival didn't wake it up.Hisoka looked around, opened the trapdoor on the ground, and jumped down.

Instead of falling to the ground, he was entangled in a bunch of soft vines.Hisoka didn't move at all, and the "jue" on his body was not removed, so soon he felt the vine let go of him, and then Hisoka fell to the ground.

He immediately removed Jue and replaced him with Jian.

Hisoka walked along the only road in front of him - a stone corridor - and he heard a series of small sounds, rustling, as if a lot of wings were flapping.

He came to the end of the corridor, and before him was a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling.Countless little birds, as dazzling as jewels, flapped their wings and flew around the room.There was a heavy wooden door on the opposite side of the room.

Hisoka narrowed his eyes, looked carefully at the keyhole of the wooden door, and then looked at the keys with wings flying around in the room, jumped up, and dexterously held a handful of the slender fingers playing cards. key.Hisoka landed lightly and soundlessly, then he walked to the wooden door and inserted the key in his hand into the lock.

"Crack-"

The door opened.

The second room was pitch black and nothing could be seen.But when Hisoka stepped in with one foot, the room was suddenly brightly lit, illuminating a shocking scene.

He was standing in front of a huge chessboard, with black chess pieces in front of him. Those chess pieces were taller than the adult Hisoka, about two meters long, and seemed to be carved out of black stone or something.And at the other end of the room, facing the black pieces, are some white pieces.There are no facial features on the faces of those towering white chess pieces. Behind the white chess pieces, there is a door.

Hisoka raised two playing cards and threw them out in a whirl.The playing cards shattered the black and white chess pieces into pieces, but soon, the chess pieces gathered together again, intact as if they had never been broken.

Hisoka narrowed his eyes and began to feel a little excitement.

He rushed forward quickly, holding the playing cards between his fingers, and ran towards the tall chess pieces.Hisoka's rash intrusion caused the chess pieces to attack—they waved the stone weapons in their hands one by one, and hit Hisoka.Although the chess pieces are all tall and big, they attack very quickly and flexibly, not to mention there are so many chess pieces, no matter they are black or white, they are all united against Hisoka, the intruder.

In other words, someone who broke the rules of the chessboard.

The fighting spirit on Hisoka suddenly rose, he showed an excited smile, shuttled between the huge stone chess pieces, while avoiding the attacks of the chess pieces, he tried to find a way to completely defeat them.

With a sound of "呯——", the playing cards fluttered and smashed the chess pieces one by one, and the chess pieces on the chessboard collapsed, leaving only a pile of broken stones.

The stones never came together again.

Hisoka stood on the chessboard, licked the playing cards excitedly, his golden eyes could almost shoot light.

Just smash them all at once?so interesting...

Hisoka narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Huh~huh~huh~heh~heh~heh~heh~"

The childish voice echoed in the empty room, but it made people feel completely weird.

"What a fun fight..." Hisoka tilted his head, the bones all over his body made crackling sounds, he raised his feet and took a step forward, the light of the torch on the wall stretched his shadow very long very long.

What's the next room?It's really exciting...just like the hunter exam.

Hisoka pushed open the door, and a disgusting stench filled his nostrils, and then Hisoka saw a hideous monster—twelve feet tall, with skin dull and gray like granite , the huge and clumsy body is like a pile of huge mud, with a small head like a cocoa bean on top.Its short legs were as strong as tree stumps, and beneath them were large, flat, calloused feet.It held a thick wooden stick in its hand, and because of its long arms, the wooden stick dragged on the ground.

The smile on Hisoka's face never faded, he raised his hand, and greeted the monster: "You~Hi~yo..." Before he finished speaking, the poker cards in his hand flew out.

The huge monster crashed to the ground, and the playing card pulled a dark green blood line and nailed it deeply to the stone wall.

Hisoka wiped his face, squinted at the dark green on his knuckles, and smiled.

Then he went on—

The next room was different from the previous ones. There was nothing scary here, just a table with seven bottles of different shapes.

As soon as Hisoka crossed the threshold, a burst of flames rose from behind him, sealing the doorway.This flame is purple, obviously not an ordinary fire.At the same time, black flames shot up from the door leading to the front - Hisoka was caught in the middle.

Hisoka picked up a piece of parchment next to the bottle—

Danger is ahead, safety is behind.

There are two of us who can help you.

Drink them down, one leads you onward,

The other sends you back to where you came from.

Two filled with nettle wine,

Three are killers, waiting in line.

Choose, unless you wish to procrastinate here forever.

We also provide four clues to help you choose:

First, no matter how cunningly the poison hides,

In fact, they all stand on the left of the nettle wine;

Second, the contents of the bottles at the left and right ends are different,

None of them will work for you if you want to move forward;

Third, you will find that the bottles vary in size,

There is no death hidden in giants and dwarfs;

Fourth, second from the left and second from the right,

Although the appearance is different, the taste is the same.

Hisoka: ...

What the hell is this talking about...

Hisoka is a person who likes to fight. Although his IQ is not low, he is also impatient with these twisted things.

It would be great if Xiaoyi was here... Hisoka couldn't help thinking that Yiermi could taste all the seven bottles of potion without changing his expression, anyway, the poison was useless to him.

Hisoka didn't have Yiermi's strong drug-resistant physique, so he increased the "hardness" and walked straight through the flames.

In fact, there is no special feeling, probably because the flame can't break his strength.

Hisoka thought happily.

The last room was empty save for a tall mirror.

It was a very imposing mirror, reaching as high as the ceiling, in an ornate gold frame, and supported by two claw-shaped feet.Inscribed on the top: Erisedstraehruoytubecafruoytonwohsi.

Hisoka narrowed his eyes, this mirror... He suddenly thought of the Mirror of Erised that Harry told him not long ago.

"Erised." Hisoka smiled slightly, "I show not your face but your heart desire."

A mirror that can see the desire deep in the heart...

Hisoka walked to the mirror.He is a person who pursues and enjoys fighting. If he talks about the desire deep in his heart... maybe even he himself can't express it very clearly.So can this mirror see the desire deep in his heart?

A thin mist gradually lingered in the mirror, and after a while, the mist dissipated, and the scene in the mirror was full of blood red, and among the blood red were flying cards stained with blood.

Hisoka looked at the blood red in the mirror and frowned slightly.

But soon, the blood red dissipated, and Hisoka's figure appeared in the mirror—no, to be precise, it was just a boy who looked very similar to Hisoka. The smile on this boy's face was pure and beautiful, He spread out his palm, revealing a blood-red stone, and put it into his pocket.

Hisoka felt the pocket of his pajama pants sink, he put his hand in, and sure enough, he touched a round and smooth stone.

He took out the stone, the bright red color was exactly the same as the stone that the "self" in the mirror just put in his pocket.

Hisoka looked up at the Mirror of Erised—the boy in the mirror winked at him, then slowly disappeared.

"So..." Hisoka narrowed his eyes, staring at the stone in his hand, "Is this stone the Sorcerer's Stone?"

What a... windfall...

Hisoka began to think about whether to send the stone to Quirrell's master, that is, Voldemort.

Well, let Voldemort become stronger and take him down~