Hogwarts: The Path of the Magus

Soon, Ron and Harry had already assigned their positions on the chessboard.

At this time, Ron was very excited.

He felt as if this level was specially prepared for him. Well, actually...

Ron, who has been pressed and can't raise his head, can finally show himself.

However, Ron's beautiful fantasy was immediately shattered by Alwin.

"Copy in two!".

"Copy in two!".

Alvin said that although he can't play wizard chess, he is a wizard

As a wizard, of course, learn to defeat magic with magic.

After a few copy spells, the black chess pieces on the field suddenly increased several times.

Alvin didn't think it was enough, and put another shield on each black piece.

After a few minutes, everyone watched as each white piece was surrounded by three or five black pieces and kicked in a circle.

They all fell into a speechlessness.

Harry and Hermione looked at Alvin with adoration, indicating that they had learned.

And Ron has a collapsed expression. He muttered to himself, "It's not wizard chess, it shouldn't be like this." "

The whole person is like being played badly.

After the white pieces on the field were violently swept off the board by Alwin, the door directly behind White immediately opened.

As if he wanted to send these plague gods away quickly, he couldn't wait.

A group of mermaids rushed in and came to take the next level.

As a result, the house was empty.

Smelled a foul smell in the air.

Hermione analyzed, "This should be Professor Quirrell's level, it should be the troll, but the troll has been solved by Alwin. "

Harry and Ron nodded blankly.

Sure enough, they still didn't come in handy.

Let's obediently make a salted fish that shouts 666.

Then everyone came to the next room. As soon as everyone entered the room, two flames of different colors rose, sealing the way and the way.

There is only a table in the middle, on which are placed seven bottles of different shapes. And a piece of parchment.

Hermione stepped forward and picked up the parchment and looked at it.

"It seems like a puzzle that we can try to solve. "

Naturally, Alwin won't save the face of the little witch, and since she has the heart to decrypt it, let her try it.

Hermione read it several times and walked around the row of potion bottles, eventually choosing a black bottle.

"This will help us pass the flames and get to the next room. "

Harry looked at the black vial, and saw that it was only enough for him to take a sip.

He decided to drink the potion himself and break into the next level.

"I'll go in with you, I've got a way to pass through this flame, but I'll only let me pass through. "

Alvin spoke at this point, and of course he had many ways to pass through this flame, or even extinguish it directly.

But after all, he had to face Voldemort for a while, and he didn't want to be distracted to protect Hermione.

Of course, Harry has nothing to do as the main character, and he needs to get the Philosopher's Stone.

When Harry heard this, he felt relieved, and with Alwyn there, he also had some confidence.

Pouring the potion, Harry resolutely stepped into the flames in front of him, feeling desolate that he would never return.

Alvin was about to follow when Hermione suddenly rushed over and grabbed him.

"Be sure to protect yourself, I'll go find Dumbledore. "

It was only after a few seconds that Hermione's eyes were red and she let go of Elwin.

Gently rubbing the little witch's hair, Alvin gently agreed.

"Rest assured, I'm strong. "

With that, he turned and walked towards the flames.

As Alvin progressed, a flash of fire appeared from behind him.

"Wow!".

With a soft groan, a noble and gorgeous phoenix appeared behind Alwin. None other than Fury.

Alwin's footsteps did not stop, and under the backdrop of the phoenix, the whole person became sacred and solemn, so that Hermione and Ron, who were already stunned next to them, had a sense of reverence in their hearts.

A golden flame burned around Fury, and then enveloped Alwyn.

Then, amazingly, the flames didn't hurt Alvin in the slightest. He passed the flames in front of him without any problems, and disappeared in front of the two of them.

.......

"How are you, Quirrell!".

Harry looked at the last person in the room in surprise.

"It's me. Quirrell's voice was very different from usual, with a hint of coldness and weirdness.

"I was wondering if I would meet you here, Potter. "

"But I thought Snape was him."

Harry obviously couldn't believe that Quirrell, who was usually submissive and constantly being persecuted by Snape.

It turned out to be the person who really plotted against the Philosopher's Stone.

"Harry, I've told you a long time ago not to let prejudice affect your judgment. "

This is, Elwin, guarded by the Phoenix Flame, who appeared in the room.

"Quirrell, we're meeting again, you were really lucky last time in the Forbidden Forest. "

"But you won't be able to run today. "

"And you, Voldemort!".