pappabearbooks Chapter 113 The savior who is in the same line as Dumbledore!
Chapter 113 The savior who is in the same line as Dumbledore!
"Fluorescent flashes!"
"What happened here?" As soon as she jumped down, the little Loli cast a spell with her wand, then covered her mouth and looked at the surrounding scene in surprise.
The surrounding walls, including the ceiling above, were burned black, and the ground was covered with ashes.
"Someone arrived before us, we need to speed up!" Harley lowered her head and touched the ashes, and found that there was still residual warmth on the ashes.
This shows that the flame was extinguished not long ago.
"Harry, how about we go back first and come back tomorrow..." Ron swallowed. He felt that things seemed to be getting more and more dangerous.
"No, I must get the Sorcerer's Stone and find a way to resurrect my mother and reunite her family." Harley became more and more determined. After speaking, she took Ron's hand and begged: "Ron, can you help me?"
Looking at Harry, who was wearing a short skirt, Ron swallowed again, his face suddenly turned red, and he patted his chest and replied: "Don't worry, Harry, we are best friends."
"Harry, I will help you too!" Malfoy, who had been silent since Carl appeared until now, quickly took Harry's other hand.
"Ron, Malfoy, thank you!" Seeing that her two best friends were willing to help her take risks, Harry looked touched.
Karl looked at the three of them holding hands and felt goosebumps almost fall to the ground.
Nima!
What the hell is this unfolding?
It’s okay to be gay among gays, but can you believe it’s a love triangle?
He is worthy of being the "savior" chosen by Dumbledore. This is really in the same vein, and the more you play, the more fun you get.
Shaking his head silently, Karl felt that if he had made the training plan himself, the current situation would not have happened.
【drop!Congratulations to the host for helping Harley disguise herself as a woman and win over Ron Weasley, earning 50 plot points! 】
【drop!Congratulations to the host for helping Harley cross-dress Draco Malfoy and gain 50 plot points! 】
At this moment, two system prompts sounded in succession.
Carl: "???"
No, what does this have to do with me?
……
"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this, we need to speed up!" In the end, the little loli Hermione couldn't stand it anymore.
The three of them separated after hearing this, with Harry Potter leading the way.
Go to the next level, the level with the golden key.
"Is it the Golden Snitch? Harley, this is your strong point!" As soon as Ron saw the Golden Snitch flying around the room and the flying broom next to it, he immediately said to Harley: "I think the key to the next level should be Hidden among these golden snitches."
"Leave it to me!" Harry nodded, and was about to step forward to find the key on a broomstick, but was directly interrupted by Draco Malfoy.
"Harry, actually I haven't told you that I am also very talented in Quidditch." Draco glanced at Ron first, and then said to Harley.
"Of course, I know you are also very strong, but I hope I can do something for you..."
"This..." Harley was slightly stunned at first, feeling that something was wrong, but she still smiled at Malfoy: "Then I leave it to you, Malfoy, we don't have much time."
"Okay!" Malfoy nodded vigorously, feeling full of strength under Harry's smile.
I can't even feel the pain from being beaten with a sack in the corridor yesterday.
For him, this was a rare opportunity to show off his abilities in front of Harley.
After saying that, he got on the flying broomstick and started looking for the golden snitch in the sky.
……
10 minutes later
"Harry, I found it!"
Malfoy held up the golden key that he had finally caught and said excitedly to Harry. After speaking, he did not forget to glance at Ron aside with demonstration.
"Well done, Malfoy!" Harry also smiled.
"Have you finally caught it?" Karl stood in front of the stone door leading to the next level and yawned boredly.
"Carl, Malfoy's flying talent is really good, you can consider letting him join Slattery's Quidditch team!" Harry, who didn't know that Malfoy and Carl had become enemies again, kindly reminded him.
It is worth mentioning that after more than a month of competition, the Slytherin team, which was greatly weakened due to the loss of its former captain Marcus, unexpectedly won the Quidditch Cup championship.
Added a full 150 points to Slytherin's House Cup.
It seems, you read it right, winning the championship by accident is not a bad sentence.
Slytherin, who had lost its captain due to internal strife, had no hope of the Quidditch trophy, but Carl intervened midway.
During the game against Ravenclaw, they directly bombed the playing field.
Although Carl performed well in the match against Hufflepuff, and did not even see the shadow of the Golden Snitch, Hufflepuff's Seeker Cedric Diggory succeeded in the first 10 minutes of the game. The Golden Snitch was caught.
However, the Hufflepuff team had a total of seven players. Except for Cedric, the remaining six were frightened by Carl's "wonderful" performance in the last game and five of them retired on the spot.
Even the two substitutes were unwilling to play.
Only one Keeper and Seeker Cedric were left flying alone on the field.
After Slytherin scored [-] consecutive goals and gained [-]%, he also watched Cedric on the field looking for the Golden Snitch like a spectator at Karl's signal.
In the end, they won with a big score of 150 to [-] points.
The whole game can be said to be completely useless and extremely humiliating!
After the game, the furious Professor McGonagall held Old Bat and Mrs. Hooch for a three-hour meeting.
The Quidditch match at Hogwarts had a new rule the next day.
Carl is banned from participating!
Good guy, if I really can't beat you, I'll kill you directly.
……
Closer to home, Karl just shrugged after hearing Harley's suggestion: "Have you grabbed the keys?"
"Got it." Harley nodded and was about to say a few more good words to Malfoy when she saw Karl turning around and gently pushing the stone door open.
"Now that we've caught it, let's go to the next level."
Harry Potter: "???"
Draco Malfoy: "???"
Ron Weasley: "???"
Hermione: "???"
The four little ones looked at the key in Harry's hand that Malfoy had managed to grab, and then looked at the stone door that opened with a gentle push from Karl, and instantly felt bad all over.
What the hell!
This level...
It's not to test people, it's just to mess with people's mentality!
"Karl, did you know that this door would open as soon as you pushed it?" Harley asked with a look of disbelief.
"Yes!"
"Then why didn't you tell me before?"
"Don't I think Mr. Malfoy wants to show off?" Carl yawned again.
Harry: "..."
I'm so...
I really can't refute it.
He vaguely felt that this way of arranging the levels had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"Okay, now the important thing is that we have to go to the next level quickly." Hermione, the little loli, spoke to comfort the helpless "threesome".
"The first level is Hagrid's. The second level looks like the ashes should be plants. It must be Professor Sprout's. This level is Mrs. Hooch's."
"If I guess correctly, there may be levels for Professor Flitwick, Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape later."
After three levels, Hermione had vaguely guessed the content of the following levels.
Except for Hagrid, a person they had a lot of contact with, the rest were the main subjects they studied in the first grade, and the difficulty was not as high as expected.
"Okay!" Harley nodded, and the five of them continued moving forward.
I originally thought that the level where the magic stone was hidden would be full of dangers, but the wizard chess pieces in the later levels had turned into ruins.
Afterwards, the troll also turned into a corpse.
Several people came to the potion checkpoint arranged by Snape without any danger, and their backs were blocked by blazing flames.
But he saw that six of the original seven bottles of magic potion had been drunk, and only half of the last one was left.
When Carl saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows again and said in his heart that Quirrell is a wolf killer!
Originally, this level required reasoning. There were seven bottles of potion, three poisons, two potions, and two bottles of wine!
One of the two potions is a potion that enters the room containing the Magic Stone through the front flame, and the other is through the back flame.
Carl thought, Voldemort was his beloved teacher.
As a good student, how can he embarrass his teacher?
For wizards, who use idealistic modern magic all year round, the logical reasoning problem in the Muggle world is a big problem.
So I came up with the idea of helping teachers solve their problems.
Karl directly replaced the first six bottles with three bottles of laxatives and three bottles of antidiarrheal medicine, leaving only the last bottle as the real magic potion.
I didn't expect Quirrell to be so bad that he drank six bottles of fake ones before finding the real one.
"Harry, what should I do? There is only half a bottle of potion here, and only one person can pass." Hermione frowned and asked, looking at the few potions left.
After saying this, the trio's eyes all focused on Karl.
Among the five, only Karl is the most powerful.
"Harry, to be honest, as a friend I can help you." Karl shrugged helplessly: "But there is still a long way to go in life, and I can't be by your side every time."
This has been planned by Karl for a long time. He can help as a nanny, but only before this level.
Dumbledore's nanny fee did not include facing Voldemort.
"But..." Ron felt that what Carl said made sense, but when he thought of the tragic situation of the giant monster that was killed before, he still felt uneasy about letting Harley go to the next level by herself.
As a result, before he could say anything, he was directly interrupted by Harley.
"Ron, Carl is right, we can't count on Carl for everything." Harley said firmly: "This is my own business, and I should face it by myself. I am already very grateful to you for accompanying me here." .”
After speaking, he picked up the potion and drank it in one gulp.
"Wait for me to come out!" After leaving one sentence, Harley stepped directly into the flames.
……
In the house where the magic stone is hidden
"Master, what should I do? I can't get the magic stone out of this mirror." Quirrell said with his back to the magic mirror and a tangled look on his face.
The pain on his body at this moment was nothing to Quirrell.
The key is that the stomach is churning and uncomfortable. I have diarrhea and want to have diarrhea, but I can't get it out...
He just couldn't figure it out. Snape seemed like a pretty normal person.
The result was three bottles of laxatives and three bottles of antidiarrheal medicine!
Nima!
Is this something a great potions master should come up with?
"Just wait and see, our help will be here soon." Voldemort's face appeared behind Quirrell's head.
After a brief inspection of the "Mirror of Erised", Voldemort had come to a conclusion.
This mirror with a long history and huge magical power cannot be cracked by him in his current weak state.
"Look, our help is here." At this moment, there was a movement at the entrance behind him, and Voldemort murmured softly.
According to what Karl said, only those who do not have any greed for the Philosopher's Stone can take out the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror.
Isn't that what Harry Potter is?
While he was talking, Harry had already walked into the house through a short corridor and saw Quirrell with a distorted face and an extremely miserable appearance.
"Is it you, Professor Quirrell?" Harry never expected that the person who entered the room before him would be Quirrell.
Is he here to steal the magic stone too?
"Yes, it's me..." Quirrell forced a smile and was about to speak when he heard Voldemort's voice.
"Okay, idiot, give me your body and let me talk to this savior."
As soon as he finished speaking, Quirrell's neck rotated 180 degrees, and his limbs were weirdly twisted to face the front.
The originally bald back of the head now looked like Voldemort's ferocious face.
"Then, Mr. Potter, please help me..." Voldemort opened his mouth and was about to say a few villain's usual opening remarks when he saw Harley taking out her wand with a firm look on her face.
"I don't care who you are, the Philosopher's Stone must be mine!"
"I must get him!"
After hearing this, Voldemort, who was mid-sentence, was instantly confused.
Looking back at the Mirror of Erised, and then at Harry Potter who took out his wand...
No, can anyone tell me what the fuss is about?
Harry Potter also wants to get the Philosopher's Stone?
This is so...
2 minutes later
"How's it going? Have you taken it out?" Voldemort controlled Quirrell's body and looked expectantly at Harry Potter who was standing in front of the Mirror of Erised.
"Tell me, what do you see in the mirror?"
Having a common goal for the time being, the two did not start fighting directly.
"It still doesn't work!" Harry shook his head in distress: "I only saw Snape's father, Lily's mother, and our family of three reunited."
Voldemort: "???"
Snape's father?
Lily's mother?
What the hell?
James Potter is a minotaur?
I didn’t even notice it!
"Damn Dumbledore!" However, after being shocked, Voldemort immediately put the matter behind him. Seeing that Harry could not take out the Sorcerer's Stone, hatred surged into his heart for a moment.
After a series of blows, he could feel that Quirrell's body was as broken as a broken doll. It was no longer usable, and he didn't have much time left.
The only solution for now is to steal the Mirror of Erised and the magic stone inside.