Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Just as their discussion was in full swing, Harry suddenly made a shushing gesture.

"Did you hear anything? It's rustling, like it's right in front of you?" Harry asked with some confusion, "Did I hear it wrong?"

Several people stopped and tried their best to distinguish the voice Harry said.

"It's a bit like... the sound of metal colliding?" Hermione looked at the passage ahead in confusion, "There is also a strange rustling sound, what is that?"

Neville whispered, "I see what seems to be a light ahead of me."

"Kind of like the sound of a fly..." Ron said.

"Ah, if you say so..."

"It's really a bit like..."

Several people looked at each other and finally decided to move on.

At the end of the corridor, there was a huge room with moonlight shining overhead, making the whole room bright. Countless shining birds were flapping their wings and flying around on the dome.

There is a huge, thick wooden door on the opposite side.

"The door is there." Harry pointed forward, "It seems there is no other passage? Is there only one road here?"

"I'm afraid that's true." Hermione looked at the birds with some worry, "They shouldn't attack us, right?"

"I don't know." Harry shook his head, and then took a deep breath, "I'll run over first. If they attack me, you can find a way to save me."

"I think you can put on some armor first..." Before Robert could finish speaking, Harry rushed out in a hurry. He opened his mouth, feeling that all the fights he had fought over the years were not all fake.

Isn't the standard way for wizards to take adventures by equipping themselves with a shield and adding a bunch of positive BUFFs, and then applying a bunch of negative BUFFs to the enemy, and then both sides start to overwhelm each other with their eyes, and eventually it evolves into a full-scale martial arts?

Robert looked serious, holding his chin in deep thought. Could it be that the real wizard's routine should be to be reckless?

Harry crossed the room smoothly and came to the wooden door.

He tried to pull the wooden door, but unfortunately, it was locked.

Harry waved to the people still on the other side of the room, "No problem, but this door is locked."

Then he saw Hermione pointing to the bird above her head.

Harry looked in the direction of her finger. Is there anything wrong with those birds? Except for the shiny ones.

Wait!

As an excellent seeker, Harry had a good eye. After careful identification, he discovered that these little guys above his head were not birds at all, but keys with wings! In other words, the way to open the door lies with these little guys!

However, among so many keys, only one is real. Which one can it be?

Just as he was observing carefully, other people came to the door. They tried to open the door, but obviously, the door ignored them.

Robert had a strange look on his face. He suddenly wanted to try Open Sesame to see if Open Sesame could make the door yield.

However, considering that I am an invigilator, it is better not to artificially lower the difficulty for students.

The little wizards discussed it and decided to get on the broomstick to find the only key. Robert said that his mobility was not good, so he refused to help. The three of them did not force it, but Ron said a few sarcastic words, But Robert pretended he didn't exist.

With good dynamic vision, Harry quickly found the different key - it was a key with sky blue wings and all the feathers fell to the side, as if it had been severely ravaged before.

With the help of the other three, Harry rushed towards the key, but...

The key suddenly accelerated and dodged while he was still in mid-air.

"This..." Ron was stunned and shrugged, "The little guy is quite slippery."

Naturally, Harry would not give up just like that. He continued to direct the three people to outflank him and blocked the key in the corner.

Facing the four miscreants who were filled with excitement, excitement and a little apprehension, Key trembled, and was finally knocked unconscious by Harry's slap, his wings kicked out, and he stopped moving.

"Got it!"

"Well done Harry!"

"Man, you are the best!!!"

Amidst the cheers of the little wizards, Harry took the key and opened the wooden door.

With a "click", the lock turned, and the pretending-dead key flapped its wings twice and flew away sadly.

After being caught twice in a row in one night, even Key's little heart was asking for comfort.

It was pitch black behind the door and nothing could be seen. The glowing spell emerged from the tip of the staff and could only illuminate a small area.

"It's so dark." The little wizards exclaimed.

Harry swallowed and said, "I'll continue exploring."

"Wait a minute." Ron pulled him and looked at Robert, "Third grader, as a senior, shouldn't you be responsible for exploring the path?"

"..." Robert cursed in his heart, I wanted to lead the way, but...

It’s not me that the principal wants to test! What if I disrupt his plan by leading the way?

"I don't care. You can go to the front or the back..." Robert shrugged, turned and walked into the room, "But... you guys in the back should be careful, be careful not to be attacked by others."

Ron sneered, "If you're afraid, just say so. How could someone be behind us?"

"Aren't we just behind the Philosopher's Stone thief..." Robert's voice came from the room, which seemed long due to the echo, and Ron couldn't help but shiver.

The little wizards quickly followed. Harry trotted to Robert and said sheepishly, "I'll lead the way. After all, I was the one who asked to come."

Moreover, he felt that if he met Snape, he could cover it up for his friends.

Dropping out of school or whatever, he alone is enough!

The dark room suddenly lit up when he was halfway there, and blazing flames burst out from the tops of the four huge stone pillars. Everything in the room was clearly displayed before his eyes.

On a dark red carpet embroidered with gold threads, there was a huge square chessboard.

64 black and white grids are neatly arranged on the ground. The chess pieces are divided into black and white. There are 32 black and white chess pieces, arranged on both sides according to their respective positions.

Those chess pieces have the shape of chess. Close to them are 16 black chess pieces, opposite are white ones, and behind the white chess pieces is a door.

In fact, this is an enlarged version of wizard chess.

Professor McGonagall's skills are surprisingly good. Except that she can't speak, she is exactly like a real wizard chess player.

Wizard chess is actually the wizard version of chess. You can instruct the chess pieces to move through language, and the chess pieces will also respond in various ways to the wizard's instructions.

This makes them seem intelligent, but in fact, it is the same as artificial intelligence. The language logic is completely added by the alchemist himself.

The little wizards looked at each other, and Harry stepped forward, passing by the black chess pieces. They did not move at all, which made him bolder.