The little life of a platinum darling

A game of chess ended in victory within a reasonable distance. After all, Xiaoyi has no real soul. His thinking mode is actually very similar to that of a computer. Naturally, there will be no situation in the original book where Ron gets himself injured and then wins the game, and the speed is also slowed down. .

Leaving the room of the giant chessboard, they held their noses and walked past the giant monster's house after being frightened. The giant monster fell to the ground, whether it was dead or just passed out.

Then they entered a smallest room.The door when I entered suddenly disappeared, and turned into a blazing flame.The same flame was burning on the opposite side, and the temperature was very high at a glance.

There is a wooden table in the center of the room, on which there are seven bottles of liquids of different sizes and sizes, and of different colors, and a piece of parchment.

Hermione walked over to pick up the parchment and read it softly:

Danger is ahead, safety is behind,

There are two of us who can help you.

Drink them down, one leads you onward,

The other sends you back to where you came from.

Two filled with nettle wine,

Three are murderers, waiting in line.

Choose, unless you wish to procrastinate here forever.

We also provide four clues to help you choose:

First, no matter how cunningly the poison hides,

In fact, they all stand on the left of the nettle wine;

Second, the contents of the bottles at the left and right ends are different,

None of them will work for you if you want to move forward;

Third, you will find that the bottles vary in size,

There is no death hidden in giants and dwarfs;

Fourth, second from the left and second from the right,

Although the appearance is different, the taste is the same.

"It seems that this level is a reasoning question," Hermione put down the parchment, "wait a minute."

She fiddled with the table for a while, and took out two bottles: "These are the two, one bottle is for going out, and the other bottle is for going forward. It's a pity that the potion for going forward is only worth one mouthful."

"Then I'll go in." Harry took the bottle of potion, "Hermione, you and Neville are going to report to the professor, Little One..."

"I have to follow in! Don't worry, this magic fire is useless to me. My body is covered with spiritual power. The master said that if something happens to you, he will see it and deal with it with me by his side. .” Xiaoyi interjected.

"Then, Harry," Hermione pushed Xiaoyi back into Harry's hand, "you take Xiaoyi in. Go!"

Harry drank the potion in his hand in one gulp, frowned severely at its taste, and stepped into the magic fire in front of him with Xiao Yi in his arms.

While paying attention to Harry's situation with puppet eyes, Feveret slowly packed his luggage in the dormitory.

"Where's your little one? Why don't you come and help you clean up?" Blaise looked at Feverett, feeling as if he saw Draco doing the housework himself.Turning to see the busy house-elf next to Draco's closet, he shook his head.

"Come to join in the fun. Today is the day when the 'Trial of the Warriors' begins. Little One is going to cheer them on." Feiwenruite replied.

"Aren't you going?" Draco mocked.He just doesn't like Harry Potter.

"It will be troublesome to go there."

"You say," Blaise changed the subject, "Harry! If Potter succeeds this time, no, I think it will succeed. Will that old lunatic Dumbledore take the opportunity to give Gryffindor points? ?”

"Does that matter?" Draco rolled his eyes at him, "Do you think that old lunatic will let go of this good opportunity?"

Feverett stopped what he was doing: "So, even though our current score is more than 100 points ahead of them, we still have to be prepared for the Academy Cup to become them."

"That's 147 points!" Blaise almost screamed.

"As long as he thinks, it's not impossible. Besides, if he doesn't get the Academy Cup, then the extra points are meaningless." Draco said what Fiverett wanted to say.

"Slytherin has won the House Cup for six years in a row. The old bee has probably been looking forward to this moment for a long time. It's justifiable to give Gryffindor points. So that they can get the House Cup." Fiverett added.

"So the conclusion is, we won't get the Academy Cup this semester?"

"More than 80%, yes."

"No wonder father hates him, he is really annoying!" Draco's face wrinkled into a ball.

Feveret was about to say something, but was suddenly attracted by the picture from the puppet's eyes.

Xiao Yi stood near the exit, Harry's hand was pressing Quirrell's face, Quirrell screamed miserably, and soon turned into a pile of ashes.Harry seemed to lose his strength and fell to the ground.

It looked as though the dust had settled, but Feverret knew it hadn't.

Sure enough, a pearly white ghost emerged from the ashes.He was bareheaded, with no nose bridge visible on his face, only two black nostrils.

He roared over Harry's body and rushed towards the exit of the hall.

Feverret only felt that Voldemort's main soul was getting closer and closer to the puppet's eyes, and then there was a vibration, and his field of vision rotated a few times, which made him feel like vomiting.When the spiritual power was concentrated on the puppet's eyes again, only Harry was left lying unconscious on the ground in the hall.Xiao Yi also fell to the ground, wondering if something went wrong.

But it doesn't matter, Dumbledore will see it when he enters later, and he should bring it up with Harry.It won't be lost anyway.

With a thought, the puppet's eyes spontaneously ignited, leaving no ashes behind.It's best not to let them see this thing.

"What are you in a daze for?" Blaise shook his shoulder.

Feverret stood up: "Harry has an accident, I'll go to the professor."

Draco turned his face to look at him: "Aren't you afraid of being suspected by Dumbledore after he finds out?"

"He probably paid attention to me a long time ago. I look so similar to you, and I'm a Slytherin, but I get very close to Harry and the others. It's no wonder he doesn't doubt it." Fiverett said nonchalantly He waved his hand: "But he probably won't do anything. And just now, the 'eye' has spontaneously ignited, and there won't even be ashes left, don't worry."

Then he put on his robe and opened the bedroom door: "Then I'll go out."

Feverret didn't think about going to the professors really stupidly. Now those professors must have entered under the trapdoor, so he turned a corner and walked towards the medical wing.

At the door of the medical wing, he met Dumbledore walking towards him, Snape holding Harry behind him, and Prof McGonagall, Hermione, and Neville following behind.Xiao Yi lay on Dumbledore's bent arms, his eyes closed.

"Harry!" He whispered and ran over, "Professor, how is Harry?"

Dumbledore glanced at him, with a reassuring arc on his mouth: "Don't worry, kid. Harry is not in danger. He just needs to rest for a while before he can play with you again."

"That's good." Feverret breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Dumbledore into the medical wing.

Prof Snape stuffed the little one in Dumbledore's hand into Feverret's hand: "I hope you can remember what I said in the lounge on the first day of school, one week of labor service, starting from next semester Start." Then he left with his black robe fluttering.

"Is this puppet yours?" Dumbledore asked him with a smile.

"Yes, his name is Xiaoyi." Feverret replied.

"Then why is it in Harry's place?" Dumbledore was still smiling.

"Xiao Yi is a magic item. He has a thinking system. Although it is not complete, I think he should be able to help. I mean...Harry told me that someone was going to steal the Philosopher's Stone. So I asked Harry to take Xiao Yi It's gone. Besides, Xiaoyi has some special connection with me, I can know where it is. And if Harry who is carrying it is in any danger, I can feel it." There is no need to hide these things, and even if he doesn't say , Harry and the others shouldn't hide this from Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded, seemingly satisfied with his answer: "But why don't you go together?"

'Prof Snape's not here so you're unscrupulous? 'Fiverett groaned inwardly.He opened the door of the medical wing and walked out: "Mrs Pomfrey won't let us in, so I'll go back to the dormitory first." He paused: "Principal, I'm a Slytherin."

Xiaoyi didn't show any signs of being hurt, and the magic circle inside was intact, but there was no reaction at all.Feiwenruit guessed that there was something wrong with the soul, which can only be recovered slowly with time.

At bedtime at night, the whole of Hogwarts fell asleep.Feiwenruite sat on the bed worrying, but Xiaoyi suddenly opened his eyes.

Feiwenruite was a little surprised: "Xiao Yi, what's the matter with you?"

Xiao Yi shook his head and looked around, his voice was still the same, but his tone changed completely: "What's going on! What Xiao Yi!"

Feverret frowned, and raised his wand vigilantly at him: "Whoareyou?"

"Little One" looked at him: "I'mDarklord!"