Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Draco looked solemn. He had practiced a lot and had a lot of experience in battle.

He did not choose to defend himself and used black magic directly in this direction.

He shouted "God of Swords and Shadowless", and a wave of ripples shot out from his staff immediately, sweeping away through the smoke and dust.

In an instant, half a spear and a knight's head rolled to Draco's feet with a clang under inertia.

Harry felt a little strange when he saw Draco solve a knight so neatly. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

If you want to know why wizards like black magic, this God of Swords and Shadowless, which is only level 3, has a direct killing power comparable to the peak level 4 disarming spell.

Harry didn't have time to think about it.

The smoke dissipated, revealing three knights who had not completely lost their fighting power.

There were also two huge chess pieces, one king and one queen, blocking the back.

The two domineering chess pieces strode down the chessboard, leaving a pit on the ground with their big feet, and kicked away the half-crippled knight in front of them.

The king and the queen swung their swords, squatted to accumulate strength, and jumped in the air to cut.

This scared Harry and Draco and made them retreat together, accidentally bumping into Hermione who was holding back six soldiers.

Hermione reminded him.

"Hurry up, I can't stop it anymore."

Looking at the two big pits cut by the king and the queen in front of him, Harry's eyes twitched. The disarming spell just now only barely broke the defense of the elephant knight.

What should I do now?

I am still a little reckless.

The king and the queen opened up again, holding the sword with both hands and stretched forward, and began to spin like a gyroscope. The long swords slashed through the air at high speed, making a whirring sound.

If they were touched casually, they would definitely end up with broken bones and tendons.

While Harry was anxiously calculating countermeasures, Draco, who was more afraid of death, was much more straightforward.

He took out a gorgeous poker directly from his rusty pocket and shouted to the front.

"Go to hell, and dance this death waltz in hell again!"

Instantly, a horizontal purple arc of electricity slashed out from the poker. The momentum was not huge, but the power was amazing.

The king and queen, who were just charging and majestic, were immediately cut in half by the purple light.

Then they broke into four huge rotating bodies, which were quickly melted and dissolved under a burst of electric arcs, turning into clouds and smoke.

The purple arc had not lost its momentum and directly slashed the marble wall in the distance, plowing a deep and long smooth groove on it.

Draco looked proud and raised his chin slightly.

"It should have been like this a long time ago, otherwise it wouldn't have been so hard."

Harry took back the wand he was swinging forward, and looked at the alchemical poker in Draco's hand with envy.

This storage spell is too powerful.

Hermione said in a bad mood at the back.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Come and help."

Draco and Harry turned around to help. After only a few soldiers were left, the three of them still solved it smoothly.

After all the black pieces were eliminated, the three of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and slumped on the ground.

Hermione quickly summarized the battle just now in a bad mood.

"Harry, you are too impulsive. This should be Professor McGonagall's transformation arrangement here. In fact, it is not that powerful.

As long as we don't choose to rush into the encirclement and break through directly, but choose to gradually break it from the outside, it won't be so laborious and use a trump card."

Harry was a little embarrassed, but fortunately Draco helped.

"Ahem, it's okay. I don't feel bad for using the trump card."

Hermione rolled her eyes at the good friends, stood up and took the lead to continue to the next level.

Harry and Draco smiled at each other, and also stood up and followed.

Arriving at the level set by Snape, when they walked to a counter, a large flame immediately rose from the entrance in front.

The three of them quickly alerted and found that there was no further change, so they looked at the row of potions on the counter, a total of seven bottles, and a piece of parchment with a puzzle written on it.

Harry and Draco looked at the contents of the parchment and were both confused.

Hermione took the parchment from them and read it unhappily.

"Of the seven bottles of potion, the ones on both sides..."

This kind of logical deduction question was not a big problem for Hermione in the past, let alone after being trained in mathematical thinking for a year by the door knocker.

Hermione quickly solved the answer.

"It's the smallest bottle, which contains fireproof potion, but this amount is only enough for one person to drink. Who of us will go?"

Harry took the fireproof potion without hesitation and said firmly.

"You all know that Voldemort killed my parents. I was the one who instigated you to do this. I am very grateful for your support along the way.

It will be very dangerous next. Let me go on alone."

Draco and Hermione were both anxious.

"No, I listen to the chief.I've said that Professor Snape's dueling skills are much better than those of the elite Aurors. If you go alone, you'll definitely die."

"I disagree. Let's go back and inform the headmaster and other professors. Harry, you can't be reckless."

Harry became stubborn, just like Sirius. It's no wonder they are father and son.

He pulled the cork and drank the fireproof potion in one gulp.

Then he said.

"You go back first. I will definitely stop Snape."

Harry was about to rush into the flames, but Hermione quickly stopped him, gritted her teeth and took out a poker from her embroidered pocket.

"Harry, take this, input magic power to directly activate the spell inside, this is a large-scale spell, be careful not to hurt yourself by mistake."

Harry's body stiffened, and finally took the poker solemnly.

"Thank you." "

Harry took the poker and rushed into the sea of ​​fire, breaking into the entrance.

Hermione and Draco were left looking at each other, both a little embarrassed.

The two usually don't get along alone, Harry must be present.

Hermione thought about it and took the lead to break the awkwardness.

"Although Harry was troubled by Professor Snape before, he didn't directly identify the professor as a lackey of the mysterious man.

You and Harry play together every day, do you know why he suddenly thinks so?"

Draco frowned slightly, turned his head and thought about it, thinking that there was nothing to hide, so he said impatiently.

"Sirius is not dead, and he has contacted Harry in advance.

I heard my father accidentally mentioned that Professor Snape and Sirius were mortal enemies when they were in school. Harry is Sirius's godson, so this may be the reason. "

Hermione looked a little tangled.

"Does the chief know about this? I heard that Snape is working for the Chief, and Sirius is the Chief's uncle. Oh, the relationship is so complicated. "

Draco was speechless about this.