94 hp Diagon Alley

Crabbe cast a full-body binding spell, but missed it just a little.

Crabbe turned quickly and yelled again, "Avada Kedavra!" But his aim was off, and Ron turned his head slightly to avoid it.Harry noticed Malfoy's seemingly clumsy bump into Crabbe's arm just now, trying to skew his spell.

Hermione rushed forward, hitting Goyle with a Stunning Charm as she ran, and Malfoy crouched behind a three-legged wardrobe.

"Here it is!" Harry called to Hermione, pointing to the pile of rubbish where the old tiara fell into. "I'm almost reaching it—"

"Harry!" Hermione yelled.

Suddenly there was a rolling, rushing sound behind Harry, and for a moment he had a sense of foreboding.He turned to see Ron and Crabbe sprinting down the passage.

"Like it hot, huh?" Crabbe yelled as he ran.

But Crabbe seemed unable to control what he did.The raging flames pursued them, devouring the edges of the rubbish wall, turning everything it touched to ashes.

"Clear water!" Harry cried, but the jet of water from the tip of the wand evaporated in the air immediately.

"Run!"

Malfoy grabbed the stunned Goyle and dragged him along to escape, with Crabbe running ahead with a panicked look.Harry hadn't had time to find the tattered diadem from the rubbish, and it was time to escape.Ron and Hermione sprinted after him, Fire after them.This was no ordinary fire, and Crabbe had cast a spell that Harry didn't know about.They turned a corner, and the fire caught up immediately, as if the flames were alive and sentient, determined to burn them.Then the flames began to transform into a multitude of beasts of fire: serpents, chimeras, and dragons, they rose, fell, rose again, and the rags of centuries were thrown into the air, falling into their tusks, onto their clawed feet, and are consumed in hellish fire.

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were gone, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione stopped suddenly: the fire beasts surrounded them, getting closer and closer, paws, tentacles, and tails flapping, heat waves Surround them like a wall.

"What?" Hermione screamed amidst the deafening roar of the flames. "What?"

"Give!"

Harry grabbed two heavy-looking brooms from the nearest rubbish heap and tossed a handful to Ron.Ron pulled Hermione over to sit behind him, and Harry mounted the second broom, kicked the ground hard a few times, and flew into the air, just shy of the sharp beak of a giant fire-breathing bird that opened its mouth to bite them. a few feet.Thick smoke and heat waves are suffocating, and below them, the evil fire devours the illegal items of many generations of traced students, devours the sinful fruits of thousands of forbidden experiments, and devours countless people hiding in this room secret.Harry couldn't see Malfoy, Crabbe, or Goyle anywhere.He flew as low as he could above the rapacious and vicious beasts of fire, looking for them, but could see nothing but fire: such a terrible death... He never wanted to...

"Harry, let's get out, let's get out!" Ron roared, but he couldn't see the door through the black smoke.

Just then, amidst the terrible confusion, amidst the roar of the engulfing flames, Harry heard the faint scream of a man.

"It's - too - dangerous -!" Ron yelled, but Harry was still hovering.In the thick smoke, his glasses somewhat protected his eyes.He skimmed the raging fire below, looking for signs of life, looking for an arm that was not charred, a face...

He saw it: Malfoy with his arms around the unconscious Goyle, atop a crumbling tower of charred tables.Harry swooped down.Malfoy saw him coming and raised an arm quickly, but Harry knew it was useless as soon as he grabbed it: Goyle was too heavy, Malfoy's hand was sweaty, and it slipped out of Harry's grasp in an instant—

"If we're dragged to our death by them, I'll kill you, Harry!" roared Ron's voice.He and Hermione dragged Goyle onto their broom just as a giant fire-breathing Chimera swooped down, and spun and heaved into the air again, while Malfoy climbed onto the behind Harry.

"Gate, fly to the door, door!" Malfoy called in Harry's ear.Harry picked up speed, following Ron, Hermione, and Goyle through the suffocating billows of black smoke.Around them, the last few things that survived the flames were jubilantly tossed into the air by the evil monsters of fire: cups, shields, a shining necklace, and an old faded crown—

"What are you doing, what are you doing? The door is over there!" Malfoy screamed, but Harry made a sharp turn and dived.The glittering diadem seems to be landing in slow motion, flipping and slowly falling into the mouth of a huge snake that is opening its jaws.In the nick of time, Harry got it, wrapped his wrist around it—

The snake came at him, and Harry turned and flew into the air again, toward the place where he prayed that the door would be open.Ron, Hermione, and Goyle were gone, and Malfoy screamed as he clutched Harry so hard it hurt.Then, through the smoke, Harry saw a rectangle on the wall, and aimed his broom at it.Moments later, they were surrounded by fire.

The door to the Room of Requirement was just a few steps away, but they couldn't get through as the flames had reached the ceiling, taking on Voldemort's form and spitting terrifying flames.

It's over, Harry thought.This eerie fire burned the door of the Room of Requirement to ashes.

"I don't want to die with you in this rubbish dump!" Malfoy swept away the gloomy appearance since the sixth grade, and he looked like he was still the Slytherin with the highest jaw in Hogwarts before. "If so, why should we promise Dumbledore—"

Harry hadn't had time to be surprised - more suspicious, what did Malfoy help him just now?Didn't he save his life by himself?

"I hate stupid kids." A voice came from beyond the wall, drowning out Ron and Hermione's frantic banging on the door and crying.

The door to the Room of Requirement reopened, and Harry saw a skeleton-like face in the firelight.Staring at him with deep-set eyes, then laughing, nearly missing all her teeth. "An incomprehensible, foolish and conceited child who wants to use Fiendfyre with his poor magic?"

Harry thought he saw death.But the old man just waved his hand, and the flames that transformed into various monster forms immediately changed color, first turning into a more dangerous blue, and then extinguished instantly under the influence of a certain spell.The evil magic that was still creepy just now seemed to be only one of his specialties.

"Let's go, you, Dumbledore's favorite." The old man said this to Harry in an unfriendly manner, and just like his inexplicable appearance, he disappeared mysteriously.

Harry rode his broom and rushed out through the small wooden door that reappeared.They crash into the tapestry where the troll beats Barnabas the fool.Malfoy fell off the broom and lay face down on the ground, panting, coughing, and retching.Harry rolled over and sat up: the door to the Room of Requirement disappeared, and Ron and Hermione sat on the floor panting next to Goyle, still delirious.

"I almost thought—" Hermione's voice was hoarse, sobbing to Harry who survived the disaster.

"K-Crabbe," Malfoy choked out as soon as he could speak, "K-Crabbe..."

"He's dead," said Ron curtly.

Silence, only gasping and coughing.Then a series of loud bangs made the whole castle tremble. A mighty team composed of transparent figures galloped past on horseback, with their heads under their arms, still looking murderous. shouted.After the Headless Hunters passed by, Harry stood up unsteadily and looked around: the battle was still going on.In addition to the retreating ghosts just now, he heard more people shouting.His heart was full of panic.

"Where's Ginny?" he said suddenly. "She was here just now. She should go back to the Room of Requirement."

"God, after that fire, do you think the house still works?" Ron asked, but he stood up too, rubbing his chest and looking around. "Let's split up and find—?"

"The fire was out, by a strange old man," said Harry, "but it was burnt inside."

"It must be Fiendfire!" Hermione cried.

"What did you say?" Ron asked, spitting out ashes from his mouth.

"Fiendfyre—bad fire—I'd never have the guts to use it in my life, it's too dangerous. How did Crabbe know—?"

"Must have learned it from the Carrows," said Harry grimly.

"It's a pity he didn't pay attention to how to put the fire out," said Ron, his hair scorched like Hermione's and his face darkened. "If he didn't want to kill us all, I'm always saddened by his death."

"Fiendfire is also one of the substances that can destroy Horcruxes." Hermione said, "Crabbe must not have thought that he was self-defeating."

"You said that fire can destroy Horcruxes?" Harry coughed several times before finally making a sound, "If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't..."

Hermione stood up too.Malfoy and Goyle were still slumped on the hallway floor, both wandless. "What did you say? I can't make out—Harry, what's that on your arm?"

"What? Oh, yes—"

he put the crown