Magician of HP Clow card

"What's wrong, Harry?" Hermione saw Harry running over from a distance.

"Ha...huh...the Philosopher's Stone, there's danger..." Harry breathed heavily.

"What?" Ron frowned in confusion.

"Hagrid's dragon egg, which is Norbert, was won from a bet with others. They were betting on how to defeat the three-headed dog!" Harry covered his heart to catch his breath.

Hermione's eyes widened, and several people hurried to the fourth floor. We also met Draco on the way.

"What are you doing?" Draco was confused.

Harry hesitated for a second, then gritted his teeth and decided to take Draco with him. Then he grabbed Draco's hand and ran to the fourth floor together.

! Draco was shocked, Draco didn't understand. Draco had no choice but to run along.

"Are you crazy? Isn't it expressly forbidden to enter the fourth floor?" Draco saw several people rushing into the corridor on the fourth floor.

"Are you scared?" Ron asked. Making Draco angry.

Hermione ignored the childish boy behind her. "Alajo Cave" opens the door.

At this moment, the sound of the music box sounded inside the door, and the three-headed dog Maomao was lying on the ground sleeping soundly. One of the large paws rested on the trap door.

"Three-headed dog? Why is there such a dangerous place in Hogwarts?" Draco pulled out his wand, looking wary.

"Sure enough, come and help!" Harry stepped forward and hugged one of Mao Mao's paws. Ron also went over to help.

The music suddenly stopped, and the two people froze at the same time holding the big dog's paws. And one of Maomao's heads opened its eyes.

Ding ding dong dong... the music started again. Maomao rolled his eyes and fell asleep again. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to see that it was Draco.

"I guessed." Draco held up the music box.

"Well done, Draco," Hermione praised.

Harry and Ron moved Fluffy's paws away, revealing the trapdoor. Several people lined up and jumped down. Draco looked disgusted and didn't know why he was following their nonsense.

"Oh! Merlin!" Several people were entangled in the devil's net.

"This is a devil's net. Everyone, relax. Otherwise it will get tighter and tighter." Hermione said, relaxing her body. Then it was missed.

Harry looked at Hermione and tried to relax his body, but succeeded. Draco was no exception.

"Ahhh, relax, I relax. It hurts!" Ron yelled.

"Ron, don't be nervous!" Harry shouted to Ron. Draco covered his mouth, not sure whether he was surprised or snickering. Ron's screams became more and more miserable.

"Devil's Net, I read it in a book. Huh... Calm down Hermione. Devil's Net, Devil's Net, retract it when you see the sun." Hermione said, raising her wand, "The sun is shining brightly."

After the bright light passed, Ron fell down.

"Ron, are you okay?" Harry helped Ron up.

"I'm fine. Fortunately, I didn't panic." Ron looked up.

"Pfft..." Draco laughed.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"What's the sound?" Harry looked at the door under the steps, and the sound of flapping wings came from there.

Opening the door, strange, winged keys were flying in the air.

There is another door in the house, and a broom is placed in the open space in the middle.

"I think one of these keys will open it," said Harry.

"This door is so old, the key must be a rusty key." Draco said, looking up.

"I think I saw him." Harry stood by the broom and looked up. There was an old key directly above him.

"You can do it, Harry. If others can catch it, what can't you do? You are a genius Seeker." Ron encouraged.

Harry looked at Draco who was eager to try, "Do you want to try?" Draco was stunned when he heard what Harry said.

"No, come on." Draco turned his head away, the tips of his ears turning red.

Harry held the broom, and the next second, the keys went crazy at an extremely fast speed. Like schools of fish in the deep sea, being hunted by predators. Several keys jingled against the stone pillars.

Finally Harry succeeded in getting the key. Throwing it to Hermione, several people opened the door.

"Is this a cemetery?" In the gloomy hall, the ground was covered with the broken limbs of armored stone statues.

Ron felt familiar. "Why is it a cemetery?" He walked forward. "This seems to be...a wizard's chessboard."

As Ron's voice sounded, the magic light above his head lit up. The black and white checkerboard tiles on the ground were illuminated.

Several people planned to walk over directly, but the soldiers on the chessboard at the opposite door pulled out their knives and blocked the way.

"How are we going to get there?" Hermione had a headache. She was really not good at chess.

"We can only play chess. Harry, you go to the king's position, Hermione, you stand on the carriage. Mal...Draco, you go to the queen's position." Ron arranged.

"Why am I the Queen?" Draco complained, and after being glared at by Harry, he walked to his seat.

Ron turned over and mounted his horse, his position was that of a knight.

White went first, and Harry and the others were Black. Soon a soldier appeared from the stone statue on the opposite side.

"Ron, playing chess like this won't be like real wizard chess, right?" Hermione asked, looking a little nervous. She had seen Ron and Harry play chess, which was very violent, and she complained about it at the time.

Ron's expression also looked very troubled. "Don't worry, now, the soldier goes D5."

A soldier on the chessboard stood up and walked towards the position Ron said. The next second, he was chopped to pieces by the opponent's soldier.

Hermione covered her mouth to stifle a scream. Draco and Harry didn't look good either.

"Huh..." Ron closed his eyes and turned away. "Hermione, I think you're right, it's the same wizarding chess game."

"Be careful playing chess!" Draco hugged himself, his face full of why am I here.

"I know..." After a while of Ron's operations, the ground was covered with fragments of stone statues. There was a flag, even in the grid not far in front of Harry, that was smashed to pieces by the queen opposite.

"Ron, what's next for you?" Harry understood the chess game.

"Yes, the queen will kill me next." Ron swallowed. "Then, Harry, you will have the opportunity to checkmate the opposite king."

"Ron, are you crazy? Stop it, there must be another way!" Hermione shouted.

"Harry, I know. It's you who should move forward, not anyone here." Ron's eyes were firm. Staring at Black's princess.

"Harry, you must not let anyone else get the Philosopher's Stone." As he spoke, Ron directed the horse under him to approach the Queen.

"This is crazy! Ron!" Draco was also a little excited.

With a clicking sound, Ron lay on the ground.

"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, almost running over. Draco was also shocked by Ron's decisiveness.

Harry checks the king across from him, and the door opens...

Lying on the hospital bed, Lilith once again begged Madam Pomfrey to let her get out of bed.

The little card she left on Draco Malfoy was when Harry and others ran to the fourth floor. She got the feedback. But Madam Pomfrey was watching so closely that she couldn't get out of bed.

When Ron was chopped to the ground, Lilith couldn't sit still at all. "Madam Pomfrey, I'm craving some water. Can you get it for me?"

"Okay, but don't try to sneak out." Madam Pomfrey turned back to get some water.

Lilith saw the opportunity and took out the Clow card. "The mirror card reflects my appearance."

Then he cast several phantom spells on himself, hugged Xiao Ke, and ran away quickly.

When Madam Pomfrey turned around, all she saw was Lilith lying obediently on the bed, and the bed curtains swinging slightly.

"Ron?" Hermione slapped Ron on the cheek. Ron didn't respond, then tested his breathing. Fortunately, I just fainted.

"I'll take him back, you guys go to the next level." Draco picked up Ron on his back and walked out.

Hermione and Harry walked through the door. In the room is a table with many potions placed on it. It's a puzzle, and you can only walk through the right door by drinking the right potion.

Hermione reasoned, the two drank nettle wine first, and then Hermione reasoned logically that the least bottle of potion was the potion that entered the correct door.

"There's only enough for one person, Harry. Just like Ron said, it's you who should move forward." Hermione took the potion and handed it to Harry.

Harry looked at Hermione blankly, "But you are obviously the smartest."

"I just read a lot of books and am a little smart." "Harry, move forward."

"Hermione, write a letter to Dumbledore. Then go find Ron." Harry took the potion and walked to the correct door.

Behind the door is a long downward staircase. At the end, there is a mirror. In front of the mirror, a figure wearing a turban stood there.

"It's you!" Harry felt incredible and at the same time felt a little natural.

"Yes, after all, Snape is the bad guy." Professor Quirrell said, thinking that Harry had not doubted him.

"No, I suspected you, but I didn't confirm it in the end."

Quirrell listened to Harry's words with disapproval. He looked back at Harry, then back again. Only then did Harry see his face clearly.

Quirrell's complexion was pale and his eyes were thick with dark circles. Like a person who has stayed up for several days and nights, and a little like a corpse that has been dead for several days.

"What kind of mirror is this?" Quirrell asked himself. "Why can I see that I have the Philosopher's Stone? But how can I get it?"

"That boy..." A hoarse voice sounded from Quirrell's direction. "Let him come..."

Harry covered his scar, which hurt again.

"Come here!" Quirrell pointed his wand at Harry's head.

Harry slowly walked towards the Mirror of Erised.

"Tell me, what did you see?" Quirrell stared directly at Harry's face, his eyes excited and creepy.

Harry looked in the mirror and saw himself in the mirror taking out a shiny stone from his trouser pocket.

It's the magic stone! Harry tried to control his expression, because as he took out the stone in the mirror, he clearly felt that his pocket was heavier.

"Tell me, what did you see!" Quirrell said with intense emotion. His master promised that as long as he got the Philosopher's Stone, he would give him a potion of immortality, and Quirrell would be able to live forever.

"I...I saw..." Harry pretended to be calm.

"He saw your grandma's legs stuffed in your mouth!" Lilith finally arrived. Then a great fireball set Quirrell's turban on fire.

"Ah! Ah!" Quirrell hurriedly pulled off his turban.

Harry took the opportunity to retreat to a safe distance and saw a terrifying blue-grey face on the back of Quirrell's bare head.

"Idiot!" "Who are you?!" Voldemort shouted, the first sentence he said was to Quirrell.

"I'm Dad Xie!" Xiao Ke replied in Chinese. The fireball just now was caused by him.

On the steps, Lilith and Xiaoke ran down.

"Lilith!" Harry's panic disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Kid, hide behind!" Xiao Ke is now in his prototype form, as big as a tiger with wings. Just standing there gave Harry a sense of security.

"It's just a beast!" Voldemort raised his wand, planning to cast Avada Kedavra.

"Fighting cards! Sword cards! Power cards! Jumping cards!" Lilith waved her hand, and the buff stack was full. The wand also becomes a sword that can cut through anything.

As soon as his feet moved, Voldemort saw a sharp sword coming towards him before he could shout out the spell. He hurriedly avoided and was beaten back again and again.

The sword slashed into the ground and plowed out ravines.

Harry's eyes widened, looking at the patient who was still lying on the bed a few days ago, now so brave. My heart was beating wildly, not because I was heartbeat, but because I was frightened.

"Harry! Beat him with your hands!" Lilith beat Quirrell and Voldemort to the point where they were defeated.

Harry heard Lilith's words and looked at Xiao Ke who was blocking him.

"Harry, come up." Xiao Ke leaned down and let Harry step up. Carrying Harry on his back, he joined the battle.

"Harry, hit him!" Xiao Ke shouted, leaning over so that Harry was facing Voldemort's face.

"What are you going to do? No! No!"

Harry closed his eyes and punched Voldemort in the face. Suddenly, Quirrell's body was weathered and shattered as if it was being roasted.

A shadow flew out of his body, trying to escape. Lilith raised her hand and struck. It stung, like a sound like cloth being torn apart. Voldemort's soul was split in half.

"Ah..." Voldemort roared in pain.

Lilith said something bad, "Shadow Card, please form a cage to seal away the escaping souls!"

The shadow card was like black satin, pulling at Voldemort's soul. In the end, half of it escaped, while the other half was sealed and entangled into a small black ball.

"Huh...huh..." Lilith tilted her body, barely able to hold on, and the cards on her body turned back into Clow cards and flew back into the bag. And the shadow card is still floating in the air. Half of Voldemort's soul struggled inside.

"Lilith. How are you?" Harry supported Lilith's body.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little weak." Lilith stabilized her body. Reach out and hold the small black ball formed by the shadow card.

Harry helped Lily return the same way, but unexpectedly met Professor Snape rushing towards him at the trap door.

"Nonsense, who allowed you to come here?" Snape had a bad look on his face. He had just noticed something was wrong when he was delivering the potion to 'Lilith' in the medical room.

That was not Lilith Bude at all. Professor Snape originally wanted to wait for Lilith to come back and see what tricks she was up to.

Instead of waiting for Lilith, he waited for his godson and a fainted Weasley.

Looking at the unconscious Ron, there was something he didn't understand. He didn't even care about Draco calling him from behind and immediately rushed to the fourth floor.

Unexpectedly, it was too late.

"Professor Snape..." Lilith felt a little guilty because she had been relying on Professor Snape's medicine to recover these days.

This time, Huanli came to Harry, even though it was a big deal. But why did Snape look at him like this, as if he was caught by the attending doctor during treatment and didn't eat spicy food?

"Professor... don't be angry. I'm sorry I was wrong. I never dare to do it again..." Lilith held Voldemort's soul ball. At a loss.

"No more...dare?" Snape stared at Lilith with oppressive eyes.

At this time, there was a phoenix cry and Fox flew over. Throw Snape a note and disappear. Snape frowned and opened it with his long fingers.

Come to the office and take Lilith Bud and Harry Potter with you. Password: honey and sugar.