Exchange student at Hogwarts

Zhang Chen flew directly back to the castle, and Harry was rescued by centaurs in the Forbidden Forest.

"What was that thing just now? You saved me from it?" Harry asked curiously, looking at the centaur with sapphire eyes.

"My name is Firenze. I didn't save you just now. Another person saved you. That monster had a third of its body cut off by a sword. There were traces of fire magic on the scene. This is very strange. Planet It's wrong not to reveal this secret to us, it's not among the omens of the stars." Firenze carried Harry outside the Forbidden Forest, mumbling something.

It was Zhang Chen, Harry was so excited that he must be following me wearing an invisibility cloak. On the back of the centaur, Harry kept looking around, trying to find any trace of Zhang Chen.

"Harry Potter, do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?"

"I don't know," Harry said, surprised when he heard this strange question. "We only used its horns and tail hair in Potions class."

"This is because killing a unicorn is an extremely cruel thing." Firenze said, "Only people who have nothing and want everything would commit such a heinous crime. The blood of a unicorn It can extend your life, even if you are dying, but you must pay a heavy price for it. In order to save your own life, you slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life, so from the moment its blood touches your lips From that moment on, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life.”

Harry looked at the back of Firenze's head, which shone with silver spots in the moonlight. "But who is that desperado?" Harry asked aloud. "If you have to be cursed for the rest of your life, you might as well die, right?"

"That's right," Firenze agreed, "unless you're just using it to delay your life so you can drink something else, something that fully restores your energy and spells, something that makes you immortal. Something. Mr. Potter, do you know what is hidden in the school at the moment?"

"The Philosopher's Stone, of course, and the Elixir of Life, but I don't know who it is."

"Can't you imagine, who has been waiting silently for so many years, eager to make a comeback? Who is clinging to life, waiting for the opportunity?" For a moment, it was like an iron claw suddenly grabbed Harry's heart. In the rustle of the leaves in the wind, he seemed to hear again Hagrid's words on the night they first met: "Some people say he is dead. I think it is pure nonsense. I'm afraid there is not much humanity left in him. So it’s impossible to die.”

"Are you saying," Harry said in a low, hoarse voice, "that it's lying on the ground?"

"Harry, are you okay?" At this moment, Hermione and Hagrid ran towards him, panting.

"I'm fine, but the unicorn is dead, Hagrid, in the clearing over there." Harry slid off the centaur's back.

"Good luck to you, Harry Potter." Firenze said. "The Star of Destiny has been misunderstood before. Even centaurs are bound to make mistakes. I hope it will be the same this time."

He turned around, leaving the trembling Harry behind, and ran slowly back into the depths of the forest.

After these changes, tonight's trip to the Forbidden Forest ended hastily. Harry and the others slowly walked back to the Gryffindor common room. In the lounge, Zhang Chen and Ron were already sitting by the fire, waiting for their arrival. , Zhang Chen looked a little embarrassed, half of his eyebrows were burned off, his hair was a mess, and the robe on his body had several holes, and it was obvious that he could no longer wear it.

Ron was walking around in a group, looking very anxious. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Harry and the others coming in: "Fortunately, you guys came back safely. Zhang said he would wait for you to come back to talk together, and he refused to be alone with me. Tell me, what happened to you?"

"We met Voldemort." Harry was so excited that he was almost speechless. "Zhang saved me."

Ron and Hermione turned their heads and looked at Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen stretched out his right hand that had been burned into coke and shrugged: "A monster, wearing a black cloak, sucking the blood of unicorns to stay alive. I don't know if it is him. The flame magic was directly reflected, but the sword energy He suffered a big loss. It feels like a dark wizard is possessing a snake-like reptile. It doesn't look like a real human being anyway."

"Snape wants to get the Philosopher's Stone for Voldemort. Voldemort is waiting in the forest. Snape is Voldemort's lackey. If not, I have to tell Dumbledore the news." Harry thought he was close to the truth. Excitedly, I kept circling in front of the stove.

"I have a question. Snape is the master of potions. It is said that after killing the unicorn, using his blood to make a potion and then taking it should be more effective. Why does Voldemort take such a big risk to drink it in the Forbidden Forest?" Producing blood is unreasonable." Zhang Chen expressed his doubts.

"He must be afraid that Dumbledore will find out." Harry couldn't listen to Zhang Chen's guidance at all. "Now we just have to guard the trap door, wait for Snape to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, and then catch them."

A group of young wizards discussed that they didn't go to bed until the sky turned white. This trip to the Forbidden Forest was a thrilling journey for them. It was a rare and exciting journey. However, Zhang Chen was not so lucky. After a night of luck, I haven't been able to restore my eyebrows either.

Next comes the school's exam week, and everyone is experiencing a nightmare-like stressful life. Hogwarts is famous for taking exams seriously. All the quills in the written exam class are cursed to prevent cheating. In the practical class, the little wizards enter the classroom one by one to operate. No one can cheat. Among the four of them, only Hermione chirped to the answer after every test, "It's much easier than I thought. In fact, I don't have to memorize the 1637 Werewolf Code of Conduct. It wasted an hour of my time." time."

"I really hope my English can be better. I feel that in the History of Magic exam, I got at least ten questions wrong because I couldn't read the words. If there are young wizards coming to our place to take the exam in the future, I will definitely give them one question." "Four ways to write the word "hui"" As a foreigner, Zhang Chen hated the written examination course. He had nowhere to vent his anger and could only say some bad jokes that no one could understand.

"I'm going to the Room of Requirement. Call me when you're eating." Zhang Chen was masochistic as usual. After staying with them for a while, he went back to practice. Hermione also went to the library to read, leaving only Harry and Ron. The group lay on the grass by the lake and relaxed themselves comfortably.

Before it was time for dinner, Harry hurriedly ran to Zhang Chen and said, "It's exactly what you said last time. Hagrid exchanged the secret of the three-headed dog for the dragon egg. Now Dumbledore is under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic." The letter has been transferred and the Philosopher's Stone is in danger."

"Why don't you hurry up, where are Ron and Hermione?" Zhang Chen immediately stopped practicing, put on his robe, and followed Harry towards the three-headed dog's room.

"Ron went to the library to find Hermione. We will meet in the three-headed dog room."

"Did you wear the invisibility cloak?"

"bring"

The two ran to the door of the room where the three-headed dog was kept, and found that the door had been opened a crack. Harry saw the panic and wanted to rush in. Zhang Chen grabbed him and said, "Put on the invisibility cloak and wait for Hermione and the others together. Haste makes waste."

After waiting for less than two minutes, Ron and Hermione ran up panting. Zhang Chen quickly opened the invisibility cloak and brought the two of them in to briefly discuss tactics.

"It seems that someone has already entered in advance, and we will follow. No matter who goes in, he will definitely not know all the traps. We can't rush, and we must play it slow. Don't worry, the magic stone is not that easy to get."

"Hagrid told me about the weakness of the three-headed dog. As long as you play music for him, it will relax its vigilance. I brought the flute that Hagrid gave me for Christmas. Let's go in." Harry was still a little impatient.

"Wait for me." Zhang Chen took out a handful of dice, circulated his Qi in the astonished eyes of the three people, and threw it once: "One, two, three, this is an Eastern prophecy weapon I gave you on the mountain before I came here to exchange it, the number The smaller it is, the more dangerous it is. We may be in danger on this trip, so everyone should be careful.”

After saying that, the four of them filed into the door of the room where the three-headed dog was kept, wearing invisibility cloaks.

As the door creaked, a low roar immediately sounded in their ears. Although the big dog couldn't see them, all three of its noses were twitching and sniffing crazily towards them.

"What's that thing at its feet?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Looks like a harp," said Ron. "Snape must have left it."

"Apparently it wakes up as soon as the music stops," said Harry, putting Hagrid's flute to his lips and playing. He played out of tune, but as soon as he blew the first note, the big dog's eyes began to droop. Harry blew almost nonstop. Slowly, the big dog stopped barking and swayed a few times. His knees softened and he knelt down. Then he fell to the floor and fell into a deep sleep.

"Keep blowing, don't stop." Ron reminded Harry, and at the same time, they took off the invisibility cloak and tiptoed towards the trap door. As they approached the three huge heads, they could feel the hot, smelly breath of the big dogs.

"I think we can open the trap door." Zhang Chen said, while looking behind the big dog, he carefully stepped over the big dog's legs. He bent down and pulled the tab on the trapdoor, and the door flew open.

"What can you see?" Hermione asked anxiously.

"There was nothing to see, it was dark and there was no ladder to get down, so we had to jump."

"I can fly, I'll take you down. Give Hermione the flute first and let her continue to coax the big dog to sleep. Harry will come down with me first." Zhang Chen commanded, and Harry handed over the flute as instructed. During the few seconds when the music stopped, the big dog shook its head, growled again, and began to twist its body, but as soon as Hermione played the flute, it fell asleep again.

Zhang Chen grabbed Harry and jumped directly. The door was not very deep. Soon Zhang Chen touched the bottom of the cave. The ground was soft, like a plant, but they wouldn't be hurt if they jumped directly. enough.

"It's a soft landing, you can just jump" Harry shouted towards the top.

"Plop" Ron jumped down immediately. He landed on all fours next to Harry.

"What the hell is this?" he asked as soon as he started.

"I don't know, it seems to be a kind of plant. Maybe Snape laid it here in front of him to reduce the impact when he fell. Come on, Hermione."

The distant flute sound stopped. The big dog barked loudly again, but Hermione had already jumped down. Zhang Chen quickly hugged her with quick eyes and hands, preventing her from falling on the meadow.

"It can't be done by Snape, look at the feet of the three of you." Hermione was shocked, her voice was very harsh.

Zhang Chen and the others looked at their feet. A vine-like plant had wrapped around their feet. Zhang Chen quickly used his arms to gently throw Hermione to the open space without plants, while Harry and Ron were struggling. The middle quilt was tied tighter and tighter.

"Don't struggle. The harder you struggle, the faster it will climb." Zhang Chen tried to cut off the vine with his sword energy, but new branches quickly grew at the broken spot. He could only try to breathe as slowly as possible and try not to stimulate its growth.

"I know what this is. It's the devil's net. Professor Sprout said it likes darkness and moisture." Hermione suddenly had an idea.

"Then light it," Harry almost choked.

"Yeah of course but there's no firewood here" Hermione said loudly, wringing her hands anxiously.

"Are you a witch? Why did you burn Snape last time?" Zhang Chen looked helpless.

"Oh, right," Hermione said, pulling out the wand, waving it, mumbling something, and then, just like she did with Snape, let a blue bellflower-like flame shoot out from the head of the wand. Within seconds, the three boys felt the vines retreating from the light and warmth, loosening their grip on them. The plant twisted and twitched, automatically loosening the tendrils wrapped around them, and everyone finally broke free completely.

Time was precious, so the four of them walked along the corridor and soon came to a brightly lit room with a high vaulted roof above. Countless colorful birds were fluttering and flying in the room under the ceiling. There is a simple wooden door opposite the entrance. To approach the wooden door, you obviously need to pass through the formation of many birds. Zhang Chen signaled Harry and the others to wait at the door. He used his energy to protect his whole body, stepped on Bagua Steps, and rushed towards the opposite side. Unexpectedly, the bird in the room did not move. It was obvious that the mechanism here had been broken or was not triggered in the same way. Zhang Chen found that there was indeed no danger, and waved Harry and the others over. Several people tried it, but the wooden door had been enchanted and could not be opened by violent means such as opening spells and sword energy.

"Look at the sky, those are not birds, they are keys." Zhang Chen revealed the secret.

"What we need is a big key, shaped like a door knocker," Ron said loudly after observing the shape of the keyhole.

Everyone rode on the broomsticks next to them and flew into the sky, rushed into the dense array of keys, and started searching hard.

"Don't take the key after you find it. I'm afraid that once we take the correct key, other keys will attack us," Zhang Chen ordered loudly.

However, Harry's reputation as the youngest Quidditch Seeker in a century is not for nothing. He has extraordinary skills in searching for flying targets. After a minute of wandering through the whirlpool of colorful little wings, he noticed that the wings of a large silver key were drooping, as if it had been grabbed and roughly shoved into the keyhole.

"I found it" Harry yelled.

"Ron, Hermione, stand over to the door first. Harry, you can hold the key and leave in a moment. If other keys catch up, I will block it." Zhang Chen took out his wand, which was extremely hard. , and is much longer than a normal wand, and can be used as a short sword.

Harry found the opportunity, swooped down, grabbed the silver door knocker key, and accelerated towards the wooden door. At the moment when the main key was hugged, a "Weng" sound suddenly came from the hall, as if thousands of bees were vibrating their wings together. Looking closely, all the small keys in the room changed from their lazy posture just now. Suddenly, everyone turned their heads to face Harry, their wings flapped rapidly, like dozens of heavy machine guns firing, and they flew straight towards Harry.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Chen stood in front of the wooden door with a horse step, passed by Harry who was speeding towards him, faced the thousands of bar keys flying towards him, held the "sword" in his right hand, and used the Qinglian Sword Code sealing technique, a Tai Chi move A rotating wall of air blocks the body in front of him. Once the flying small key gets close, it will be pulled around and deviate from the direction.

There were more and more colored keys coming, and their frequency became denser and denser. Zhang Chen gradually began to be unable to withstand the force of the counterattack, and stepped back step by step. Just when he was about to have no retreat, Harry finally opened the key. At the gate on the first floor, Zhang Chen took advantage of the situation and jumped back into the gate. The small keys seemed to be under a immobilizing spell. The moment the gate opened, they switched directly from high-speed movement to stillness. Zhang Chen couldn't help but sigh at the magical anti-physical effect of magic. .