Connor's Hogwarts

Perhaps it was God's will, but on the same day that Voldemort decided to steal the treasure, Harry figured out the key to the matter.

His severely delayed reaction system finally realized that the timing of Hagrid's acquisition of the dragon egg was too coincidental, so he ran to ask Hagrid who had given him the egg. Finally, when he learned that Hagrid had won the egg in a bet, He told the egg-carrying man the "secret" that his little three-headed dog, Luwei, was unconscious after a concert.

Harry realized the seriousness of the problem, and then thought of going to the principal to make a report, but of course the principal would not be at school, and Professor McGonagall thought they were talking nonsense, after many "attempts to report" and failed.

Harry decided to solve this problem by himself, and his second-year proposal received positive responses from the smart Miss Granger and the not-so-smart Mr. Ron. With Harry's invisibility cloak, the three believed that they would not be taught again. They found out, so the three of them decided to visit the castle again at night.

Although there were some minor problems during the process, such as encountering a certain Neville who tried to stop them and Pepper who was wandering around in the middle of the night looking for fun, in the end they reached the corridor on the fourth floor smoothly.

"Look at the harp. Snape has already been here." Harry pointed to the harp next to Lu Wei with a solemn expression.

"Hermione, play the flute, don't let it wake up." Ron pointed to the trapdoor on the floor: "We're going in there."

Hermione played the flute out of tune, but Lu Wei still fell asleep very cooperatively. The three of them came carefully to the dark cave entrance and looked at each other.

Harry took a deep breath: "I'll jump first later. If there's no problem, you can follow me down. But if something happens to me, you should turn back immediately, go to the Owlery in the West Tower, and send Hedwig to deliver a message to Dumbledore." ,OK"

Ron nodded sharply: "I understand."

Hermione, who played the flute, expressed with her eyes why she didn't come back after finishing the letter just now.

There is no fear of death in Gryffindor's dictionary. With this thought in mind, Harry jumped up violently.

"Come down, soft landing. It's safe down there."

Ron Hao didn't hesitate and jumped in. Hermione, who played the flute, actually wanted to go back and write letters now, but she felt that it was too late... and didn't think much about it, so she also jumped in.

"Honestly, it's a blessing to have this pile of plants here." Ron said as soon as Hermione fell to the ground.

"Luckily, look at you two!" Hermione exclaimed, jumped up suddenly, and struggled to move towards a damp wall.

Because as soon as she fell, the plant vines on the ground wrapped around her ankles, and Harry and Ron were unknowingly wrapped around their waists by the long vines.

Hermione broke free before the vines could grab her firmly.Then she watched in horror as the two boys tried desperately to tear the vines away, but the more they struggled, the faster and tighter they tangled.

"Stop moving," Hermione shouted at them, "I know what this is. It's a devil's net."

"Oh my god, I'm so glad we finally know what it's called, it will help us a lot." Ron groaned and pulled the vines to keep them from wrapping around his neck.

"Shut up, I'm trying to figure out how to kill it," Hermione yelled, spinning around in circles.

"Please think faster, I can't breathe," Harry gasped, and the vines that were about to wrap around his chest seemed to be suffocating him to death.

"Devil's Net, Devil's Net...what did Professor Sprout say? Yes, it likes darkness and moisture."

"Then light it," Harry almost choked.

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

"Are you crazy?" Ron yelled. "Are you a witch?"

"Oh, by the way, I know magic." Hermione hurriedly pulled out the wand, waved it, muttered something, and then shot a blue flame from the head of the wand.

In just a few seconds, the two boys felt the vines receding from the light and warmth, and loosened their hold on them.The plants twisted and twitched, letting go of their tendrils, and Harry and Ron were finally free.

"It's a good thing you listened carefully in herbalism class, Hermione." Harry said, retreating to the wall like Hermione, wiping the sweat off his face.

"Yes, thank you." Ron said. "It's also fortunate that Harry didn't panic like you at the critical moment... But there is no firewood here... Look what you just said."

"Shut up" Hermione blushed angrily.

"This way."

The three began to break through the level. With Harry's excellent Quidditch skills, they grabbed the key that had been ravaged by Quirrell, and they broke through the second checkerboard level with Ron's excellent monster card skills.

Then we reached the third level of answering questions.

"Oh~ Hermione, it's up to you for this level. These questions give me a headache." Ron rolled his eyes and gave up his seat.

Harry stood aside consciously.

"These questions are all questions that have been tested in the exam... nothing difficult..." Hermione took over the round with great interest.

10 minute later...

"This...I don't know how to do this question...This should be for senior years..." Hermione's hand holding the wand trembled slightly.

"It's over, it's over. This is only question No. 30. There won't be another seventy questions in the future. We can't pass it." Ron hugged Nandai in despair. He didn't look at the questions. When the question reached the tenth question, he do not understand.

"Anyway, it's a multiple-choice question. There's always a way to pick one at random." Harry gritted his teeth and stepped forward to choose c.

Then the blue screen turned red, and text appeared on it: Answer Wrong 17, next question: Question No. 30, in the magic pattern structure...

"..."

Ron looked at Hermione: "Can you know the question "Six more chances?"

Hermione stiffened her face and shook her head: "No...no..."

"..."

Harry waved his hand fiercely and said: "Who cares, if you choose randomly, there is always a chance of hitting the right one."

Then...answer error 67

"..."

Hermione closed her eyes in despair: "Harry, how did you get six questions wrong in a row? We have to stop at this level."

Harry was furious, his eyes were red, and he shouted like a gambler: "I don't believe I will definitely make the right choice this time."

Then...answer error 77

gameover

The screen was completely red. Just when the three of them fell into despair, a new change appeared on the screen.

Your magical knowledge level test result is: Novice Wizard.There is no limit to learning, so please continue to work hard and make persistent efforts.

Then...the door opened...it opened...

"..." x3

The three looked at each other with stiff expressions, and the atmosphere fell into a strange silence.

Finally, Ron spoke: "We...seem to have passed the test."

"..." Hermione said nothing.

"It seems so... let's keep walking..." Harry didn't know what to say. In short, he felt that the originally serious atmosphere was ruined by this inexplicable level.

The three of them stepped into the next door without saying a word...

Pushing open the door, there doesn't seem to be anything scary here, there is only a table with seven bottles of different shapes on it.

"This is a potion, it's Snape's level..." Harry said, "What should we do?"

As soon as the three of them crossed the threshold, a burst of purple flames suddenly rose behind them, sealing the doorway.At the same time, black flames burst out from the door leading to the front, and they were trapped here...

"Look" Hermione grabbed a roll of parchment placed next to the bottle, with something like a riddle written on it: "This is a logical reasoning question. Many of the greatest wizards have no logical reasoning skills at all, and they have to be forever Trapped here”

"As for us, we can't get out, can we?"

"Of course not," said Hermione. "All we need to know is on this piece of paper. Seven bottles: three for poison; two for wine; one to get us safely through the black flames, and one Can send us back through the purple flame."

"But how do we know which one to drink?"

"Give me five minutes."

I wanted to copy the puzzle and it was suspected of hydrology, so I decided... I'd rather be lazy and refer to the original text 8. Ahem, Ron and Hermione walked back, and Harry walked forward. The following section is not Collect money and pretend to update [-] words

Harry stood behind her and read with her: Danger is in front of you, safety is behind.There are two of us who can help you.Drink them, one will lead you forward, the other will send you back to where you came from.Two contained nettle wine.Three are killers, waiting in line.Take your pick, unless you want to be stuck here forever.We also provide four clues to help you choose: first, no matter how cunningly the poisons hide, they are actually standing to the left of the nettle wine; second, the contents of the bottles at the left and right ends are not clear. If you want to move forward, they are not It will be useful to you; thirdly, you will find that the bottles are of different sizes.There is no death hidden among giants and dwarfs; fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right, although they look different, they taste the same.

"That's wonderful..." Hermione read the paper a few more times.She walked up and down in front of the row of bottles, talking to herself and pointing to this or that bottle.Finally, she clapped her hands happily.

"I know," she said, "this smallest bottle can help us get through the black flames to get the magic stone."

Harry looked at the unassuming little bottle.

"There's only enough for one person," he said, "not a mouthful."

They look at each other.

"Which bottle will bring you back through the purple flames"

Hermione pointed to a round bottle on the far right.

"You drink that bottle," Harry said, "don't interrupt, listen to me, you go back and grab two broomsticks from the room with flying keys, and they will carry you through the trapdoor, from Lu Wei Pass, go directly to the hut where the owl lives, and send Hedwig to deliver a message to Dumbledore, we need him to rescue. I may be able to contain Snape for a while, but I am by no means his match."

"But Harry, what if You-Know-Who is with him?"

"Well, I got away with it once before, remember," Harry said, pointing to the scar on his forehead, "I might be able to turn something into a good thing."

Ron and Hermione watched Harry in silence, touched by his bravery.

"Harry, you're going to be a great wizard." Hermione gave Harry a hug.

"I'm not as good as you," said Harry very embarrassed, and Hermione let go of him.

Hermione shook her head and said: "I just study hard and rely on a little cleverness...Besides, there are many more important things I don't have, such as friendship and courage."

Ron pushed Hermione away and hugged Harry tightly: "We will be back soon, you have to be careful."

"You drink first," Harry pointed to the small bottle and said, "Hermione, can you be sure it is these two bottles? There is no mistake."

"Absolutely not." Hermione picked up the round bottle on the right and took a big sip, shivering all over.

"Isn't it poison?" Harry asked worriedly.

"No but like ice, bitingly cold."

Ron stuck out his tongue and took a sip too.

"Hurry up, you guys go, it will be invalid after a while."

"Good luck to you" "Be careful"

"Go quickly"

Hermione and Ron turned and walked straight through the purple flames.

Harry took a deep breath, grabbed the smallest bottle, and faced the black flames.

"I'm here." After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the liquid in the small bottle in one gulp.

It literally penetrated his whole body like ice.He put down the bottle and walked forward.He mustered up the courage and saw black flames licking his body, but he felt nothing. At that moment, he could not see anything, only black flames in front of him.

Then, he came to the other side smoothly and entered the last room.

But there was already someone there, but it wasn't Snape, or even Voldemort.