The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

Lu Wei tilted his head in doubt, it's very difficult for you to let me release the water like this.

He sniffed the scents of the three of them again, two men and one woman, with the smell of Hagrid and Ennie on their bodies, they were right.

Hagrid had promised to let them go through the trapdoor, but he couldn't even pretend to be asleep just because of the singing, okay?

You are embarrassing the dog!

The three people and the dog confronted each other in such a weird way, the three human heads faced the three dog heads two by two, and the air was full of embarrassment.

After Hermione made a trembling high note, Lu Wei suddenly took a step closer to them.

Suddenly, Harry's eyes lit up when he was nervous. The harp that was standing next to the dog's paw just now was kicked over by coincidence, and landed right under his feet.

Seeing Harry pick up the harp and play it in cooperation, the dog lay down on the ground and closed its eyes hastily.

Let it go, go to sleep.I don't want to act with you anymore, I feel so tired.

Also, can you hurry down?The messy things played are worse than the girl's ups and downs screaming, please let Lu Wei go, I'm just a naive, cute and helpless dog.

Lu Wei opened his eyes secretly, and found that the three little ones squatted aside after opening the trapdoor, as if they had no intention of jumping down immediately.

In order not to annihilate his hearing cells, the big dog turned over and raised his pressed head on the left side as if he was about to wake up.

This action gave the three of them the courage to overcome the high-altitude fall, and jumped down from the hole in a hurry, and Lu Wei's ears were finally relieved.

After completing the task given by Hagrid, the dog moved aside, its huge body completely covered the entrance of the cave, and it really fell asleep.

At this time, the little witch who just fell down also successfully got rid of the control of the devil's net with the help of the spell.

"Hermione, your voice of chanting spells is much better than singing." Ron praised Hermione gratefully. The devil's net almost strangled him into a roast chicken just now.

Of course, the little witch didn't seem to appreciate his lame compliment.

"Ron, if you don't know how to organize words, you can choose to shut up." Hermione replied angrily.

No girl likes others to belittle her singing, even if she herself knows that her performance just now was really bad.

But which 13-year-old girl, when faced with a big ferocious dog with three heads that almost occupies the entire room, can still remember whether the next sound is mifa or laxi?

It would be nice if there was no real diarrhea, but I really can't ask for more.

After all, there are some people who don't even dare to ride a roller coaster without putting something on it, regardless of gender.

After clearing up their mood, the three of them continued walking along the only path.

The sound of footsteps echoing in the empty corridor, and the intermittent sound of water dripping against the wall, sounded very permeating in this unknown space.

They relentlessly injected fear into the hearts of the warriors who were moving forward, and the three of them looked around nervously, as if a big hand would stick out from a dark corner in the next second.

After choosing to grab someone, there will be chewing sounds from the direction where the big hand retracts, the sound of splashing juice, and the rustling sound of bones being ground.

Then, before seeing the big hand, the three little ones heard the rustling sound in advance, but it was more similar to the humming sound of bee wings, accompanied by the tinkling sound of metal collisions.

After seeing the light, they were soon in a bright room with a high vaulted ceiling.

Apparently, Professor Flitwick's creativity has not changed. Countless keys are flapping their wings and flying around the room.

The soon locked door made them realize that the key to the next level was in the middle of the group of keys above.

There are a few broomsticks on the side, so it goes without saying what to do.

Ron stared at the keyhole. He also had a door with the same type of old lock in his house. Maybe the shape of the key was the same.

"We're looking for a big antique key. I have the same one at home. It's silver and looks like a doorknob." Riding on his broom, Ron called to his companions.

Several people flew into the sky and shuttled among the keys, and it didn't take long for Harry to lock on to the target. It was a silver key with drooping wings, exactly as Ron had described.

The moment Harry saw it, Harry recognized Ron's judgment. This key must be able to open the door, because apart from it, all the keys they saw were of the same style.

The silver key appears to have been used once, and the process was not gentle.

Harry's heart became more urgent. He didn't know whether it was the design of the key, or that person was ahead of them, but he had to speed up, before the Philosopher's Stone changed hands.

Faster, faster, the distance between Harry and the key kept getting closer, and finally, with the help of Hermione and the other two, he successfully captured the key.

The foreshadowing of the atmosphere along the way made them think that they were undertaking an impossible challenge, but in fact it was unexpectedly easy. Harry felt that it was easier than catching the Snitch.

After all, although this room is large, it is much smaller than the entire Quidditch pitch. Although there are other keys interfering, as long as a seeker locks the target, these are not problems.

Inserting the key into the keyhole, Harry felt the difficulty in his hand, so he couldn't help but increase his strength and twist it hard.

"Click." As expected, the door opened.

Even though the keys flew away lazily, the adventure team passed through the door. Although it was pitch black ahead, Harry had already guessed that he was only the second dial, and Harry had no reason to back down.

But the road ahead will undoubtedly be more dangerous, and there is no need for two friends to wade through this muddy water together.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

After Harry finished expressing his meaning, he retreated under the "caring" eyes of his companions.

"We have come here, and now you tell us that we can choose to give up? Are you watching yourself go to die?" The little witch knew that he had good intentions, but she was angry and aggrieved.

"Hermione is right, Harry. Besides, the road ahead may not be solved by a broomstick, you need us." Although a little scared in his heart, Ron still forced himself to straighten his chest, from Weasley There are no cowards who walk out of the house!

"Come together, let's go together." Ron stretched out his right hand, and his smile seemed to dispel the fear in his heart.

"Come together, let's go together." Hermione also put her hand up, and looked at Harry expectantly with Ron.

Harry didn't bump fists with them, he suddenly took two quick steps, and hugged his two companions tightly.

"Come together, let's go together!"

From now on, the two in front of him will be his life and death friends.

The child who was hiding in the stairwell and crying alone a year ago had two close friends who were enough for him to rely on life and death before the end of the school year.

The sudden sense of happiness crushed all the fear in his heart, and for a moment Harry even felt that he had no regrets in this life.