Stepfather of HP

With a flushed face, Harry entered the field at the end of the team. Hufflepuff's students had seen Harry's performance against Slytherin in the first stage, and knew that he was the new force of Gryffindor. This time the referee was Professor Snape, who doted on his stepson again. He was afraid that he would blow the whistle, so he rushed to make it overnight—the little girl Harry, the professor's little girl, and other banners were held high for Snape. Put pressure on Harry.

Snape, who was riding a broom and overlooking the audience, naturally saw it. He waved his wand a few times, and the banners were instantly wiped out. Who knew that after the banners disappeared, rows of shiny words floated away. It seemed that the content was still about Harry's little girl and the professor's little girl. Snape waved his wand a few more times to clean it up. With majesty, it is impossible to punish the entire Hufflepuff Academy.

Although Hufflepuff is rumored to be a college of idiots, the people in this college are solid in learning, not superficial, and they often produce outstanding graduates. This time they were able to make it to Professor Snape in a small way, which is even more exciting Incredible.

The process of the game was uneventful, but as soon as Snape called Hufflepuff a foul, Hufflepuff would boo him, and Gryffindor would boo him when he called Gryffindor a foul. Two houses with a good relationship, this The smell of gunpowder in this match was stronger than that of Gryffindor VS Slytherin.

Snape took a look at Dumbledore, who was sitting firmly in the VIP seat and was smiling. If it wasn't for the fact that the professor was not allowed to hurt the students, and he was not allowed to cast evil spells on the students, he really wanted to give everyone on the sidelines A student sealed the tongue one by one, telling them all to shut up, and he had to pay attention to Quirrell, who was sitting in front of Dumbledore. Quirrell stared blankly at the players on the field, wondering what he was thinking. something.

Snape just wanted the match to end quickly...

It was Harry who wanted the game to end sooner than him. He really felt so embarrassed that he wished he could put on an invisibility cloak so that no one could see his goodness.

"Do you know how Gryffindor selects players? They locked players together to see who shed more tears." Malfoy said maliciously. Gryffindor was competing with Slytherin for the Quidditch trophy. If Gryffindor lost this game, Slytherin would take the initiative, "You should also join the team, Longbottom, I still remember the way you cried when you couldn't find your toad."

【"I'm better than twelve of you combined." Neville blushed and turned from his chair to face Malfoy.

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle laughed strangely. Ron didn't dare take his eyes off the field, and said, "Show him some strength, Neville."

"Longbottom, if brains were gold, you'd be poorer than Weasley, and that's pretty telling."

Ron kept worrying about Harry, and his nerves were about to snap.

"I warn you, Malfoy - if you dare say one more thing -"

"Ron!" said Hermione suddenly, "Harry—!"

"what's the matter where"

Harry suddenly made a beautiful dive, which caused the audience to exclaim and cheer.Hermione stood up, fingers crossed in her mouth, as Harry shot to the ground like a bullet. "You're lucky, Weasley, Potter apparently saw money on the ground!" said Malfoy.Ron sprang into action.Before Malfoy knew what was going on, Ron jumped on top of him.Throw him to the ground.Neville hesitated for a moment, then also rolled over from the back of the seat to help.

"Come on, Harry!" shrieked Hermione, jumping on her seat and watching Harry make a beeline for Snape - she didn't even notice Malfoy and Ron rolling into a ball under her seat, Nor did they notice that Neville, Crabbe, and Goyle were wrestling together, punching and kicking, and screaming in pain.

In the air, Snape had just started his broomstick when he saw something golden fly past his ear, just inches away - and then Harry stopped the dive.He raised his arm triumphantly, and the Snitch was held tightly in his hand.

The stands seethed; it would be a new record, and no one could remember a game in which the Snitch had been caught so quickly. '"Ron, Ron! Where are you? The game is over! Harry won! We won! Gryffindor is ahead!" shrieked Hermione, jumping up and down on her chair and holding on tight. He hugged Patil in the front row.

Harry jumped off his broomstick a foot above the ground.He couldn't believe it.He made it - the game was over; it lasted less than five minutes.As the Gryffindors swarmed into the arena, Harry saw Snape land beside him, pale, lips tightly pressed together - and then Harry felt a hand on his shoulder.He looked up and saw Dumbledore's smiling face. 】

Snape gave Harry an approving look, turned and left first, and Harry was surrounded by celebrating Gryffindors before he could stop him.

Leaning against a big tree near the Forbidden Forest, the pale Snape finally couldn't help but vomit out, because he knew that he would be the Quidditch referee today, he didn't eat much breakfast, most of what he vomited was Sour gastric juice, he has always had a Quidditch phobia, and participating in Quidditch is torture for him, and the culprit is James Potter. It is ridiculous that he was forced to participate in Quidditch twice in two lifetimes because of Son of James Potter.

After drinking half of the bottle of water and rinsing his mouth, Snape leaned on the tree pole and looked at Harry surrounded by the crowd on the Quidditch field in the distance, immersed in celebration. Why didn't he really stop Harry from playing Quidditch? Probably because of his sunny smiling face when surrounded by the crowd.

The so-called withdrawal due to injury has become empty talk because he personally defended it in every possible way. How could he be willing to let Harry get injured under his protection? ?

His eyes narrowed slightly, the man standing in the shadows on the other side of the Quidditch pitch...

After finally getting rid of the celebrating crowd, Harry finally understood why wizards promoted Quidditch so much. On the Quidditch pitch, he was no longer just Snape's stepson, the son of Lily and Potter, he was just him. Himself—Harry Potter, people love him just because he is Harry Potter, the only shortcoming is that in his glorious moment, his father is not by his side.

After a hasty shower and change in the dressing room, Harry was the first off the Quidditch pitch with his damp hair.

The early spring wind made his scalp ache, but he didn't care at all!He is going to see his father!

At this moment, he saw a black shadow with a hood entering the Forbidden Forest. Harry, who was following the shadow far away, could recognize it even if he was further away, it was his father!

By coincidence, Harry followed——

"Traitor!" Quirrell said with a grim expression, "You care so much about the Potter boy that you completely forgot your mission."

"I know my mission, do you know yours? Have you figured out how to get through the trapdoor after so long?" Snape pushed Quirrell back into a corner, "Or did you use your energy to hurt the students? Go? Not only did Dumbledore become suspicious of you, but he also became suspicious of me."

"Speaking is better than singing. You can hide Harry's identity from others but you can't hide it from me. If you are really loyal to your master, just kill Harry directly."

"Harry is very useful to the master. A person who is really good to the master will never just kill him."

"Hmph..." Quirrell sneered, "Could it be that you don't have any affection for raising him so much? Or—do you have other thoughts about him?"

Snape stretched out his hand abruptly, and pressed Quirrell against the trunk of a tree that was more than a hundred years old, "I warn you! Don't touch Harry! He belongs to me! Don't touch Hogwarts either!" The students are causing trouble for the master!"

"Hmph... You really have other thoughts about him."

"You'd better find a way to get through the trap door as soon as possible, the master has never been very patient." Snape snorted coldly and walked away.

Harry covered his mouth tightly and controlled his breathing, for fear of being discovered by his father. Fortunately, his father just walked quickly towards Hogwarts. Quirrell leaned against the tree and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master, I don't believe him." Just when Harry was about to leave secretly, Quirrell suddenly muttered to himself.

"I need blood! I need unicorn blood." Another voice that was cold like a snake letter made Harry's hair stand on end, and he hid himself even deeper.

"Owner……"

"Go and take me to find blood! Hmm... I want to get the Sorcerer's Stone... Hmm... Snape is right, the most important thing is to get through the trapdoor as soon as possible!" The owner of the cold voice seemed very uncomfortable, Said while moaning.

Harry heard the sound of footsteps stepping on the trees, and it sounded like Quirrell had left, but Harry didn't dare to move until his legs were about to lose feeling, and the surrounding voices remained calm, and then he stepped on his numb legs left.

Father... father... are you a spy?Are you on Dumbledore's side or Voldemort's?Why did Voldemort want the life of a child like himself?What is his true identity?

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38. The Mirror of Erised and the Dragon Egg

Harry didn't sleep that night, Ron was so excited, he had a fight with Neville and Malfoy, the result was brilliant, he hung up the dots himself, Neville went into the medical room, but Neville It was the two of them playing golf. Ron broke Malfoy's nose. He was so happy. The most important thing was that Harry still won on the field. For Ron, today is the day for double-killing Slytherin. Knowing that Gryffindor has already won Slytherin before, this time they will win Hufflepuff again. Ravenclaw is recognized as the weakest team in Quidditch. This year's Quidditch trophy must belong to Gryffindor , Slytherin lost the crown.

He kept talking about the battle that took place in the stands, how wonderful the game was, how ugly the faces of the Slytherins were, how frustrated Hufflepuff was... Harry stared at the ceiling, only occasionally It was a response. Seamus and Dean on the side chatted more happily than Harry, and kept adding things that Ron didn't mention. As for Neville - he had to spend the night in the medical room.

In the early morning, the dormitory was finally quiet, and the excited boys fell asleep one after another, but Harry didn't feel sleepy at all.

He got up from under the bed and took out the invisibility cloak and put it on his body, and walked around the castle. He was in a very messy mood. He only knew that his father was Dumbledore's spy. Now listening to the conversation between his father and Quirrell, his father was also released by Voldemort. A spy by Dumbledore's side.

The identity of a double agent is quite romantic in movies. He has never fallen behind in the 007 series, and it is not so romantic to put it on his relatives.

Harry was not stupid. After thinking about it for a while, he knew that his father was actually on Dumbledore's side. Other things could be faked, but his father's love for him could not be faked. But the more this happened, the more Harry felt that his father was in danger.

Listening to his conversation with Quirrell, he seemed to have some secret identity——Harry vaguely guessed about this, and he had been having strange dreams. In the dream, Harry was called the savior of the wizarding world. The world in this book is Harry defeating Voldemort, not the reality that Dumbledore defeated Voldemort as everyone generally believes.

Thinking about it carefully, Dumbledore didn’t directly say that I defeated Voldemort. He just stood up and said that Voldemort had been defeated. He didn’t say whether Voldemort was dead or not. Because of his prestige and ability, everyone defaulted to Deng Baddore killed Voldemort, and Dumbledore did not stand up to refute this point of view, he did not receive any credit for it, and there is no mention of killing Voldemort on the Chocolate Frog Card, which can be compared with defeating Grinwald.

Now it seems that my identity in the real world is the same as in my dream—but how could I defeat Voldemort as a baby?This was what Harry couldn't figure out the most.

The only thing I understand is why my father is so concerned about his own safety. Since he ran away from home when he was five years old, he has never left his body with the door key. It turned out that the door key led to Snape Manor, and later he went to Hoag When Woz went to school, the door key was replaced by a pure gold lily pendant by his father, but his father refused to tell him where it would lead to. He only said that he would be taken to a safe place by holding on to the lily at a critical moment and reciting a spell.

That's it, when Lingling was studying at Muggle school, Lingling never left her more than ten meters away, and he never went out alone on weekdays. When his father went to teach at Hogwarts, he immediately invited Remus to his home. Now he wants to come It's not just the role of the tutor, but the role of protecting him is even greater.

As I grow older, my father's protection becomes more and more stringent...

It turns out that my identity is not really kept secret...

Before he knew it, Harry came to a familiar door, and Harry was dazed for a moment—he felt more and more that the dream world was closely connected with the real world, and he pushed the door open by a strange coincidence.

This is an empty room. The only piece of furniture is a mirror that looks very grand. The mirror is so large that it almost reaches the ceiling. Supported, top string of text:: Eris Stella Uhruait Ubi Kafruait On Voorhees

This is the legendary Mirror of Erised. He is not the Harry in the dream who knows nothing about the wizarding world. Even if there is no reminder from Dumbledore in the dream, he will know what it is when he sees the words on the top What a mirror.

Taking a deep breath, Harry walked over to the mirror, wondering what he wanted for himself...

In the mirror, he is a bit older than he is now, as if he has grown up, um - he looks very handsome when he is an adult, lying on the couch and reading a book, his two feet are taken for granted On his lap, the owner of the leg slowly appeared, it was his father... the one lying on the other side of the couch reading a book was his father, his feet were also on his father's lap, a warm fire was burning in the fireplace, his father Smelling black tea was placed on the small table at hand, while an opened bottle of beer was on his side.

Harry closed his eyes, he could almost imagine that the room was filled with the aroma of burning pine wood, they both loved that smell, the antique vinyl disc dutifully turning on the distant gramophone, the music they both loved What will it be like?

They have a lifetime to find—

Harry sat down on the ground, looking at the two people in the mirror so comfortable and safe together - he didn't want Harry in his dream to be so greedy, he wanted all the dead relatives, he wanted a big family, he just wanted his father ...

The image in the mirror suddenly moved, and the self in the mirror moved. He got up to change the disc, and joked with his father, but when he came back, he did not return to his position, but lay down beside his father. He moved his father's arm to let his father hug him tightly, his father smiled, and Harry in the mirror raised his face and kissed the corner of his father's mouth——

Harry was really frightened by his own imagination, what happened?It’s fine to have strange dreams, how can the self in the mirror be okay—Harry wrapped himself up in an invisibility cloak, ran out like a ghost chasing after him, ran back to his dormitory and jumped on his bed.

I don’t know when a certain part that just started to develop became hard——

The next morning, it was Harry who woke up Ron, and the two of them went to the hall for dinner. Harry had a good appetite.

The first time that happened, he could infer that it was the adolescent sexual impulse written in the dream, but the second time when he saw it in the Mirror of Erised, he bluntly revealed his feelings.

Did he actually love his father without knowing it?If the self in the mirror is entangled with his father and having sex, he can tell himself that it is desire, but the self in the mirror and his father are so peaceful and comfortable together, there is really no other explanation except love.

After confirming his mood, Harry let out a sigh of relief, and he also had an appetite when eating. He wanted to grow taller as soon as possible——

He knew he had a lot of time to win his father's heart, but he was sure that his father wouldn't fall in love with a brat—

Heidewei sent a letter, Hagrid invited them to his cabin, not only mentioned Ron, but also mentioned Hermione, it seems that Meg also knew about the Gryffindor Triangle.

Because of his father, he and Hagrid are not as close as Harry in the dream, but it is not bad, after all, Hagrid really loves him, Harry called Ron and Hermione, and asked his father for leave, After the last class in the afternoon, they went directly to Hagrid's cabin. Harry thought that Hagrid was going to treat him to rock cakes again, but he was shocked by what he saw in the cabin.

Hagrid's cabin was tightly sealed from the inside, and even the windows were covered with opaque parchment. As soon as they entered the house, they were taken a step back by the heat.

The fire was burning in Hagrid's fireplace. It was already early spring, and the hunting lodge in broad daylight really didn't need to burn so many fires. There was a big pot on the fire, and there was a big egg in the big pot.

"This is a dragon egg! Hagrid, you got a dragon egg!" Ron was the first to recognize the egg.

"Shh!" Hagrid gave a shush with his index finger out.

"Privately raising dragon eggs is against the law!" Hermione was worthy of being the know-it-all appointed by Snape, directly pointing out the illegality of privately raising dragon eggs.

"I won a poker game in the tavern, it's still an egg, I can't throw it away, I've always wanted to raise a dragon—" Hagrid argued.

Harry knew that it was unreasonable to be with such a man who loves animals so obsessively, so he had to discuss it slowly. If it wasn't for the fact that the egg belonged to Hagrid, he thought it would be good to give it to his father. It is full of treasures, and the dragon grows very quickly after hatching. Harry smiled secretly when he thought of this.

Despite their own thoughts, Ron kept talking about the habits of dragons, Hermione silently recited the law, wondering if she would defend Hagrid if she was found out, and Harry was thinking about how to get the law. Dragon, the three of them want to see a dragon hatch. After all, not everyone has the opportunity to see a dragon hatch.

Although the time was tight, Harry still took a lot of time to come to Hagrid to see the dragon. When he got the news that the dragon was about to hatch, Harry asked Snape for leave.

"What good things are there at Hagrid that keeps you going?" Snape asked knowingly. He didn't know about Hagrid's private raising of dragons in his last life, but he knew it very well in this life. Harry began to come and go to Hagrid frequently. He knew it was a dragon egg when he saw the game lodge.

"Hey hey——" Harry didn't say it directly, the dragon egg is also an excellent thing for his father...how come no one loses the dragon egg to his father...Harry's face changed when he thought of this.

He was attracted by the dragon eggs, and he ignored such an obvious fact, not to mention that dragon eggs are controlled items in the UK, even if there is no control, who would walk around with precious dragon eggs?He even lost to Hagrid——

"Father, I have to go to Hagrid's place." You can't let your father touch the Philosopher's Stone again. You can find a reason to stop Quirrell from hurting your father. There is no reason to stop Quirrell from getting the Philosopher's Stone. No matter what The identity of the father's double agent cannot be revealed. Now that Voldemort is still alive, if he is really resurrected successfully, he can directly kill his father with the Death Eater symbol.

After Harry finished speaking, he ran away. Snape was stunned. He really wanted to use the Philosopher's Stone to hone Harry, but Harry didn't tell himself immediately after thinking about the strangeness of the dragon egg. Or did it surprise Snape, what did he--know?

Hagrid was excitedly waiting for the dragon egg to hatch, when Harry rushed in alone, "What did you say to the person who gave you the dragon egg? What does he look like?"

"He's a traveler with a hood—to be honest I didn't see his face."

"What did you tell him?"

"I didn't say anything. We talked about the animals we had raised. He was very interested in Lu Wei (the name of the three-headed giant dog). I said that Lu Wei looked scary, but in fact he fell asleep obediently when he heard the music. good boy--"

As soon as Harry closed his eyes, he knew that Hagrid was innocent, but he didn't expect that Hagrid was so innocent that someone could easily get Lu Wei's secret out.

At this time Ron and Hermione came. They were going to wait for Harry, who was on leave, but who knew that Harry would not come after waiting. In order not to miss the birth of the little dragon, they came directly, thinking that Harry would come soon. It will be there soon, but Harry came first, talking to Hagrid with a livid face.

"Harry—" Ron just opened his mouth to say something, Harry grabbed Ron with one hand and Hermione with the other and walked away.

"Quirrell already knows how to pass the three-headed giant dog. The Philosopher's Stone is dangerous." Of course, the dragon is not as important as the Philosopher's Stone. When Ron and Hermione heard Harry's words, they immediately put the dragon matter aside.

"what happened?"

"Remember what Hagrid said? He won the dragon egg in the tavern. Who would keep the dragon egg with him? After thinking about this, I asked Hagrid. That person really used the dragon egg to deceive Hagrid." , Hagrid has already told that man how to pass the three-headed giant dog." Harry explained in detail what he knew.

"Let's report to the principal!" Hermione's first reaction was to report to the principal.

"The headmaster isn't at school right now. I saw him leave while we were waiting for Harry." Dumbledore didn't leave the school easily, and if he left, he wouldn't come back for a while.

"I'll go to Professor McGonagall!" Hermione assigned the responsibility, "Ron, go to the owl shed and write to the headmaster, be sure to call him back, Harry, go to Professor Snape." Anyway, the professors dealt with it. Quirrell is always surer than them, she still remembers the tragedy of the twins.

The three separated quickly. Ron and Hermione naturally acted according to plan, but Harry didn't mean to go to Snape. He would rather solve the matter by himself than let his father risk preventing Quirrell from revealing his identity.

The scene in the Mirror of Erised is inspired by Colin Firth's single man. I think it's the most romantic thing for two people to be together like that.

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39. Save the Sorcerer's Stone

After Ron finished sending the letter, he saw Harry leaning against the wall with his hands in his trouser pockets in a daze, "Where's Professor Snape?"

"He's not there either. I don't know where he went. I left a note on his desk." The fact is that after returning to the dormitory to get some things, he went directly to the restricted area on the fourth floor.

It didn't take long for Hermione to run back out of breath, "As soon as I mentioned the Sorcerer's Stone, Professor McGonagall changed his face and kicked me out. She said that this matter was not something I should ask, and that the Sorcerer's Stone was subject to Protected by all teachers."

Well, they can't find a teacher now, McGonagall doesn't believe their words, and the professors except Dumbledore and Snape don't believe them either. The three gathered in front of the restricted area on the fourth floor, "I'll solve this problem myself One thing, no matter what, we must protect the Sorcerer's Stone, Voldemort cannot be resurrected, I can understand if you two are afraid of being in danger." Harry thinks this matter is his own business, Ron and Hermione don't need it Follow him on an adventure.

"Harry, don't tell Weasley that you're in danger." Ron said, putting his arm around Harry's shoulder.

"And don't tell Hermione Granger that you're afraid of danger." Hermione raised her pointed chin high.

"Let's go in!" Harry opened the door.

Lu Wei was dozing off, next to the harp that had just stopped playing, and Quirrell had already come, and Harry took out the harmonica that his father gave him when he was young, and played it. He was obsessed with it when he was young He played the harmonica for a while, about two weeks, and then he gave it up because it was a gift from his father, so he kept it with him. Now he can only play simple tunes. Lu Wei, who just became conscious, heard his Music blinked and fell asleep again.

The three of them successfully opened the trapdoor. Below the trapdoor was a dark hole that seemed to have no bottom.

"I'll go in first." He is the one who has the most connection with this matter, "If something happens to me, you will wear invisibility cloaks and wait for Quirrell at the door, and see where he has gone, okay? Don't look so ugly, Maybe Professor Dumbledore will come back early, we've delivered the letter to him, haven't we?" Harry closed his eyes and jumped in first.

The hole was not as deep as he thought, and Harry felt like he had fallen into a soft place. Before he could see the situation clearly with a fluorescent flash, a black figure fell from above, and then another—"Ron? Hermione?"

"You don't want to leave us alone to protect the Philosopher's Stone," said Ron.

"That's right, we agreed that we would go on an adventure together." Hermione continued.

Harry used a fluorescent flash, and the dark place they were in was illuminated. They seemed to have landed on a plant. "Fortunately, there is this plant here," Harry said.

"Look at your feet!" Hermione screamed, the plant they were sitting on had stretched out tentacles one after another, entangled Harry and Ron's feet, Hermione screamed The plant also stretched out its tentacles to wrap around her feet.

The plant bound them, pulling them down, and the more they struggled, the tighter the plant bound, "Stop struggling, I know what this is, it's the devil's net."

"Not struggling won't help our situation at all," Ron exclaimed.

"Don't shout, let me think about what this thing is afraid of." Hermione stopped Ron, "This is a devil's net, it likes a cold and humid environment."

"Then it must be afraid of fire," said Harry.

"But I don't have any matches," said Hermione.

"No matches? Hermione! Listen to what you said, you're a wizard!" Ron almost fainted, these Muggle-born children.

"Flaming!" Harry also shook his head, waved his wand to cast a spell, he had seen his father use this spell countless times to light the fireplace or something, he was really lucky, he used this spell successfully for the first time, The devil's net was ignited, countless tentacles retracted, and three people landed safely.

"No matches - I'm going to tell this story to my grandson's grandson someday," said Ron, patting his robes.

"This way." Harry said before Hermione retorted that the two broke out in war. "Fortunately, Hermione did a good job in herbal medicine."

In front of them was a stone corridor, which was no different from other corridors in Hogwarts except for the lack of any lighting. Except for the faint sound of dripping water, the three of them walked forward in silence, neither wanting to admit that they were a little scared .

The corridor is down, they should be in the basement of Hogwarts, Harry listened carefully, there seemed to be rustling sounds ahead.

At the end of the corridor was a brightly lit room with high vaults, so high that the painted paintings could not be seen clearly, and the room was full of colorful and flapping birds.

"Will they attack if we walk through the room?" Harry looked up at the birds. He covered his head with his clothes and rushed over first, but the birds didn't respond. There was a door on the other side of the room. This door should lead to the next goal, but Harry couldn't open the door. The door was locked, and even the alahoo hole couldn't be opened. At this time, Hermione and Ron also came over. The three of them After trying for a long time, the door still didn't move.

"Look at those little birds!" Hermione said, pointing at the little birds. The vault was too high, and the birds were flying very high. Now they looked carefully to see that the body of the little bird was the key. Harry looked around. Room, there are a few brooms in the corner of the room! "We're going to ride broomsticks to find the right key."

"But there are hundreds of keys here." Ron looked carefully at the lock of the door. We're looking for a big antique key - probably silver, shaped like a doorknob. "

The three of them rode brooms up into the air, and the key birds still looked amazing even if they looked closely. The enchanted key birds were as flexible in the sky as fish in the sea, Harry and the three of them grabbed and fished, but they didn't even touch their edges. Harry is indeed the youngest Seeker in the history of Gryffindor. He first noticed a particularly dull key in the corner of the key group , Its wings are damaged, as if it was roughly caught and stuffed into a keyhole.

The next thing was easy, Harry grabbed the key, pushed it into the keyhole despite its struggles, and opened the door.

The room was dark, but when Harry and the others walked in, it was suddenly brightly lit - the floor they were standing on was a black and white grid, a chessboard, and in front of them were black chess pieces, each of which was much taller than the three of them.

"I'm in charge of this level." Ron smiled. Of course, his defeated opponent Harry and Hermione who refused to play such a barbaric game as wizard chess had no objection.

Ron played a very good game of chess, sacrificing himself for victory on the last move, the knight he controlled was cut down, and he fell to the ground screaming and breaking his leg.

After passing the first level of the chessboard, the next room is surprisingly empty, with only a lonely table in the middle, and there are seven bottles of different sizes, colors and shapes on the table.

"The potion gate," Harry said, and he and Hermione walked forward at the same time. After they walked past, suddenly a purple flame rose behind them and sealed the doorway, and a black flame rose on the opposite side of them. .They're stuck in the middle.

"The riddle pass, Professor Snape is very traditional." Hermione laughed, and they have now guessed that the magic gateway pass was written by Professor Slaughter, the key pass was written by Professor Hodge, and the wizard chess pass was Fry. Professor Wei's taste, the potion must belong to Professor Snape, and the choice of riddles is also very Snape, "This level belongs to me."

Drink them, one leads you forward and the other sends you back where you came from.Two contained nettle wine.Three are killers, waiting in line.Choose, unless you wish to be here forever.We also provide four clues to help you choose: first, no matter how cunningly the poison hides, they are actually standing on the left side of the nettle wine;None of them will work for you if you want to move forward; third, you'll find bottles of varying sizes.

There is no death hidden in the giant and the dwarf; the fourth, the second from the left and the second from the right, though different in appearance, taste the same.

Hermione looked at it for a while, "Got it, the smallest bottle of potion will allow us to pass through the black flame."

Harry reached for the bottle of potion, "There is one sip left, barely enough for me to pass by myself." At this point, he can no longer take his friends on adventures, "Is that bottle of potion for going back?"

"The round bottle."

"Drink that potion and go back, take care of Ron."

"But Harry—"

"I didn't go to my father." Harry felt that his friends deserved his frankness. They would take the risk entirely for themselves. Even if Voldemort came back, it was his father and his troubles. We don't want Quirrell to know that Dad is completely on our side."

"Harry—"

"It's my responsibility, let me face him." Maybe he shouldn't have let the twins face Quirrell last time, "Hermione, you and Ron are very good friends." Harry said to Hermione Smiling, he looked up and drank the potion, "Look, it's useless for you to be stuck here, drink that potion and go take care of Ron."

He walked through the black flames without looking back, knowing Hermione would take care of herself