Hogwarts: Comprehension is against the sky, strength is flying bricks

On the road.

Oga thought to himself.

"The first devil net is Professor Sprout's organ, and it has already been eaten."

"The second magic key must be Flitwick's organ, and it has also passed."

"The third level was set by myself on the basis that Professor McGonagall transformed the pieces and brought them to life."

"The fourth level should be Quirrell's."

This is the four people who also walked to the end of the corridor.

An indescribable stench wafted through the door.

The eyes were filled with tears.

Oga frowned.

A bubble head spell was cast on everyone to block the smell.

Thought.

"It's worthy of Quirrell, the taste is so perverted."

Blocking the stench, the four people entered smoothly.

Then I saw a troll lying on the ground.

Bigger than the largest of the last Oga kills.

Strong smell, huge size.

At a glance, you can tell that it is the best of trolls.

The troll lay motionless on the floor in front of him.

There is a large bloody lump on the head.

It looks like the probability is already dead.

Dumbledore was not looking for a troll.

Oga complained inwardly.

"Quirrell, you caught the monster yourself and killed yourself, what kind of bad fun is this."

I just don't know if I'm complaining about Quirrell or myself.

"Great, we don't have to fight this troll."

Harry whispered.

Disgusted straddled the troll's thick legs.

He said again.

"Let's go, I'm out of breath."

Oga complained inwardly again.

After all, he only dared to complain in his heart.

"Then you're still chattering here."

The four quickly left.

It's time to move on to the next level.

By the way, Oga used the levitation charm to remove the troll's toes and put them on the ground for later use.

"After all, I said long ago to give Quirrell's back of his head a taste of the troll's toes."

Oga still remembers it.

Walk through the hallway and pull open the next door.

Four people step inside the entrance.

Instantly fresh air poured in.

Oga also lifted the bubble head curse.

The moment you enter the door.

A flame rose behind him and sealed the doorway.

Look around.

There's nothing scary here.

There was only one table with seven bottles of different shapes lined up.

"Snape's level."

Harry Potter confirmed when he saw it.

Then Harry Potter said again

"What should we do?"

Hermione grabbed a roll of parchment placed next to the bottle.

Looked up.

Then read the text above.

I saw that it was written on it:

"Danger is imminent, safety is behind. Two of us can help you. "

"Drink them down, one leads you forward, the other sends you back to where you were."

"Two of them contain nettle wine."

"Three are killers, waiting in line."

"Choose, unless you want to delay here forever."

Oga listened to this, and also drank and leaned over to look at the parchment.

Hermione continued.

"We also offer four clues to help you choose."

Ogaton finished a bottle.

"First, no matter how cunning the poison hides, they actually stand on the left side of the nettle wine."

Oga thought for a moment, picked up a bottle of poison and paused for a moment.

"Second, the bottles at the left and right ends are not thoughtful. None of them will work for you if you want to move forward. "

Listening to this, Oga picked up another bottle of poison and a bottle of nettle wine, and suddenly became abrupt.

"Third, you'll find that the bottles are not equal in size. There is no Grim Reaper hidden among the giants and gnomes. "

Oga opened the lid of a bottle and found that it was nettle, and paused again.

"Fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right, although the appearance is different, the taste is the same."

Listening to this, Oga picked up a bottle and sniffed it and found that it was poison, and continued to pause.

Hermione over there finished reading.

A long sigh.

Then Hermione smiled.

Road.

"Wonderful."

Hermione said.

"It's not magic, it's logical reasoning, it's a riddle."

Oga nodded in agreement.

Hermione continued.

"All we need to know is written on this piece of paper."

"Seven bottles: three for poison, two for wine."

"One allows us to safely pass through the black flame, and the other allows us to return through the purple flame."

Oga listened to Hermione's analysis and nodded appreciatively.

Because it's the same as what he drank.

"But how do we know which one to drink?"

Harry Potter asked.

"Give me a minute."

Hermione replied confidently.

Then everyone turned their heads and shifted their gaze from the parchment to the table.

I saw that there were only five empty vials left on the table.

Only a round bottle and the smallest bottle remained.

Oga appeared at the right time.

Smiled.

"Don't worry."

"I've already figured it out for you."

Then Oga pointed to the smallest bottle.

"This can only help us get through the black flame and get the Philosopher's Stone."

Then point to the round bottle.

"This bottle can make people return through purple flames."

Hermione: "??? "

Then Hermione hesitated.

"Oga, how did you tell the difference so quickly?"

Oga tilted his head suspiciously.

Road.

"Isn't that just a sniff and a sip?"

Hermione opened her mouth and stopped talking.

Then Oga picked up the inconspicuous little bottle.

Road.

"There's only enough for one person to drink."

"Which of you wants to drink?"

"By the way, I've already drunk it."

This is a lie.

Oga didn't have this potion, but Oga was not afraid of this flame on the ground.

Harry Potter took the potion.

Then poured into the mouth.

There was a stirring in the body, and the potion was as cool as ice.

Then said apologetically.

"Sorry, Hermione, Ron."

"I have to go."

"It's the fear and hatred I have to face."

Hermione waved her hand.

Speak out.

"Harry, go ahead, no one will blame you..."

Without waiting for Hermione to finish.

Oga spoke suddenly.

"You say, is there a possibility."

"Is this potion for topical use?"

After that, Oga took the remaining round bottle and poured it on the flame at the door.

Secretly made a curse to stop the curse.

Then the flames went out.

There was silence.

Harry Potter holding a small bottle.

It always feels like it's not holding it, and it's not putting it down.

Oga suddenly realized.

"Ha, I know."

There was silence.

......

After Hermione gave Oga a hug.

Hermione and Ron were unable to walk through the flames.

Left.

And the two who can pass through the flames.

Oga and Harry Potter stand in front of the flames.

Resolutely stepped into the final level.

Why didn't Oga put out this fire and let everyone go and play together?

Anyway, Oga is there, and Dumbledore is also watching.

There is definitely no problem with security.

That is, there is only one reason.

"Hermione, I'm sorry, I still don't want you to see me dead..."

Oga was sad inside.

He is ready to face his own death!

Okuro strengthened the corners of his upturned mouth.

The heart is impassioned.

"Voldemort! I'm here to kill you!! "

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