hogwarts rose

Neville looked utterly confused, but he quickly guessed that they were going on a night tour.

Seeing Harry frantically hiding the Invisibility Cloak behind his back, Neville hesitated for a moment, but didn't intend to stop him.

"Have a nice night out, you guys?"

Neville who said this was still a little cautious, but he quickly added:

"Don't get caught."

After glancing at the four of them again, Neville quickly ran back to the bedroom with his toad in his arms.

When Tria passed by, she also heard Neville whispering non-stop.

"I didn't see anything."

Several people looked at Neville's leaving back with complicated expressions.

"It must have taken a great deal of courage on him to allow us to go on a night excursion."

Ron sighed, and harvested a chestnut from Hermione.

"Let's go now!"

Harry raised the Invisibility Cloak and placed it over the heads of the four.

In fact, although the Invisibility Cloak is an adult-style cloak, it cannot completely cover four people inside.

So, if anyone can see that scene, they will see four pairs of feet squeezed together, stepping on each other from time to time while walking.

Fortunately, Reese's leading the way was very reliable, and they didn't even meet anyone along the way.

"I think we can do without the cloak of invisibility."

Ron, who was squeezed into a grin, made a suggestion, but it was immediately dismissed by Harry.

"Don't be silly, we can take precautions. If we wear an invisibility cloak, we can squat down when we meet people."

Triya, who also didn't want to wear the cloak of invisibility, shut her mouth, she didn't want to be taught by Harry.

"Did Snape go get the Philosopher's Stone?"

Harry couldn't help asking Reese that question every few steps.

But the answer was always: Snape was having a good time in his office.

"We need to hurry up."

Harry said to himself:

"Maybe Voldemort went there by himself?"

"Race, what's going on under the trapdoor."

Reese was a little helpless:

"I've said it many times, there are many magic protections under that door, I can't see it."

The chattering discussion obviously added to the tense atmosphere, and when a few people arrived at the door of the trapdoor, everyone's palms were sweating.

The door was ajar, which is not a good sign.

Without any further hesitation, Harry pushed open the door. Lu Wei lay on the ground with his eyelids half drooping, but he sensed the smell of several people, and his nose twitched crazily.

A harp was placed in the open space next to it, and it was still playing music under the control of magic at this moment.

"Come on."

Ron reminded in a low voice, Harry stepped forward and gently opened the trapdoor - there was a dog's paw on it, and Harry had to hold Lu Wei's hand to pull the trapdoor up.

"Would any of you want to go down first?"

Harry was still holding hands with Lu Wei, Ron glanced at the entrance of the black hole and swallowed, he looked at Hermione for help, and then at Tria.

Without exception, the two girls avoided his sight.

"Alright alright."

Ron gritted his teeth and thrust his head into the hole - he tried to see what was down there, but it was useless, it was still dark.

Harry couldn't stand it anymore, he picked up the flute hanging from his body, and propped it against the trapdoor.

"I'll go."

Harry was really the bravest of them all. Without any hesitation, he glanced at the opening of the hole and jumped down.

thump.

There was a muffled thumping sound from below, and it sounded like it hit something relatively soft instead of a stone floor.

"no problem!"

Harry's voice came from below, and it didn't sound like there was anything scary down there.

Ron, Hermione and Tria jumped down, while Lu Wei was still asleep to the sound of music.

"Hey, what is this?"

Ron's voice came from the side. It was completely dark here, and Tria could feel a strange touch under her body, like some kind of plant with countless vines.

"It's haunting me!"

Ron's voice was terrified, and there was the sound of frantic friction of cloth beside him-he was struggling, and it could be heard violently.

Triya hurriedly studied the plants under her body.

Probably because she hadn't moved yet, the vines didn't regard her as prey to hunt or entangle her, which gave Tria the opportunity to study them.

Tria pulled out her wand and lit up a small area, trying to see it more clearly, but what she didn't expect was that this plant was very afraid of light, and avoided the illuminated area almost instantly.

Without much hesitation, Triya increased the output of magic power, and her wand instantly burst into dazzling light, filling the entire space.

The vine quickly shrank away and hid out of sight.

The little wizards who regained the freedom to breathe sat on the stone ground for the rest of their lives, and Hermione thought of the name of this special plant:

"It's the devil's net. It likes darkness and damp, and it's afraid of light and fire."

She recited the characteristics of this plant meticulously, and Ron pouted:

"This must be the level set by Professor Sprout."

"This way."

Harry's performance today is extremely reliable. He has been observing this place since he was freed. There is only one exit in the small space, which is a stone corridor.

The four of them walked down the corridor together.

"Did you hear that?"

Triya straightened her ears, and there seemed to be a faint "rustling" sound in the distance.

Hermione heard it too:

"It sounds like the sound of pages turning in a book."

Ron found this statement ridiculous:

"Could it be that the level designed by Professor McGonagall requires reading an entire book? This is impossible, it must be the sound of the ghost sliding!"

Harry also frowned and listened carefully, before hesitating for a while and saying:

"It sounds like the sound of a golden snitch flapping its wings."

It turned out that today's Harry was absolutely right, and there was a brightly lit room at the end of the corridor.

Countless little birds that were as dazzling as jewels flew around the room at extreme speed. Harry dared to say that each of them was as fast as a golden snitch.

On the other side of the room is a quaint wooden door.

"Looks like we have to go to that door."

Hermione said,

"Then what are these little birds for?"

"Maybe they'll attack us on our way."

Ron tentatively extended an arm into the room, but the birds didn't respond.

He went a step further, and the whole person entered the room, but it was still calm.

"Maybe it's just decoration?"

Ron had almost reached the opposite side, and his hands had already touched the wooden door, but nothing happened.

"Let's go, it seems that the checkpoint is not here."

Ron turned his head and greeted them loudly, while reaching out to try to unscrew the doorknob.

—was motionless.

The door is locked.