Chapter Seventy-Three: Say, How Do You Want to Die?

Will Eren be able to catch the key?

It's a question worth exploring, although the answer is a resounding yes - we're going to ask the question of how exactly Alan will get the key. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The solution of one problem was accompanied by the birth of another - if Alan was able to get the key, why did he have to let Harry sit down for afternoon tea?

That's what I said—it was a grind, a test that affirmed Harry's confidence!

Harry did a pretty good job, too, and lived up to his expectations by firing the silver key that looked like a doorknob.

This was followed by applause and praise from the remaining four, and then Harry, holding a broom in one hand and a key in the other, saw the men on the ground put away the picnic cloths, disposed of the remaining desserts and black tea, and cleaned up the ground.

"Pretty dude, I know you're the best!" Ron hugged Harry with half of the uneaten tart in his mouth, and gave him his warmest wishes.

It's just that Harry still thinks it's weird - why do I feel like I've lost when I got the key?

I'm so angry, I didn't even have to drink hot tea after flying for most of the day, do you want to do this T-T。。。。。。

However, there was no time for him to complain, and the key that was caught was not the obedient Golden Snitch, it was constantly struggling to pull it out in Harry's hands, and its strength was surprising.

As Harry quickly inserted the key into the door, the door instantly turned on its face - ahem, I mean the door clicked, which meant the lock had been opened.

Several mermaids rush to the next level.

It was a dark room, but it was lit up the moment Alan and the others fully stepped in—and the door behind them clicked shut.

If it were on a variety show, maybe the music would be in the background, and then the lights would hit Harry's body as Harry began his own show.

Wait a minute?

Why Harry Allen?

Ahem, I'm sorry, Alan was brushed off - his story wasn't enough to cause tears among the judges, and it didn't fit the style of the show。。。。。。

Of course, if it is changed to a suspense-style show, at this moment Alan can wear a red bow, borrow glasses from Harry, and then change into a blue suit from the bag, and shout with the sound of BGM: "真実はいつも一つ* (There is only one truth)!"

However, after changing it to the story of the wizarding world, the story that happened was tearful for men and women.

That's right—the trick in this game is Professor McGonagall's giant transformation board!

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It's drops of sweat that appear on Alan's head.

No way, compared to the previous level, Professor McGonagall's level is too low.

Playing chess – why don't you play GWENT!!

Of course, we have to admit that this is a very thoughtful mechanism - after all, not every wizard is a wizard chess master, and a wizard who can't play chess might be stuck here dumbfounded.

But now the question is - Professor McGonagall, your control mechanism here is not an alpha dog!

You have to know that as one of the few entertainments in the wizarding world, wizard chess is very popular, just like chess in China, you don't know when there will be a few masters who will slap their faces。。。。。。

For example, there is a kid named Ron on the team who is very good at this - but alas, he doesn't get a chance to play.

Because Allen doesn't want to play the Gwent card at the moment, after all, Ron's card skills - uh, it seems to be wrong, anyway, Ron's chess skills are not high enough to crush through.

You said that if you play, what should you do when the time comes?

So Alan took a different approach - probably the same one that Voldemort used.

We can't play chess against Alpha Dog, but there are other ways to solve it - Alan doesn't believe that Voldemort, who is bent on being an honor student in front of the professor, will have time to study chess, even with Quirrell.

How to win?

Quite simply, we just need one hammer – there's nothing that one hammer can't solve, and if there is, two hammers。。。。。。

Of course, this is the worst thing to do, Alan is a civilized person, and he would never do such a thing as smashing things.

But the idea can be referred to.

A few minutes later, the rest of the people were speechless as they watched Allen on the chessboard。。。。。。

Harry had a lost look on his face, clearly unable to believe his eyes.

Hermione had a learned expression.

Ron's face was full of pain, and his three views were collapsing at the moment.

As for Annie, she pulled out a bag of dessert and shared it with Hermione, who was taking notes.

So what exactly did Eren do?

All the chess pieces opposite him were tied with a firm layer of vines, and under the constraints of these vines, those white chess pieces could not move even a single step - Alan was only five or five at the moment when he singled out Professor McGonagall, and it was a pediatric thing to put some restrictions on the mechanism that Professor McGonagall left behind.

In short, the next way is now.

Alan played chess, and the computer did not move.

Alan took another step, and the computer still didn't move...

Alan took another step, and the computer said that you can go at will, and I will lose if I move!

It's no wonder that Ron looks like his three views are collapsing - this is the first time he's seen this kind of。。。。。

Anyone with a little limited experience in chess knows that it is difficult to lose even if you play like this.

Shamelessly—well, when Allen's classmate, who is good at using the rules, slips the last chess piece off the chessboard, the door at the back of the room can't wait to open - just like sending the plague god, for fear that Alan won't leave.

There's no way, after all, it's rare to play chess like Allen - even if you cheat, you won't even play the board without taking the last piece!!

Alan touched his nose and left the room with a group of young wizards with complicated moods behind him - this chess game is so cool!

I don't know how Professor McGonagall would have been thinking about knowing that the chessboard she had worked so hard to build had been ruined like this - Alan didn't care, he was a Hufflepuff, not a Gryffindor, why was he thinking about it?

Along the long aisles, the group walked unhurriedly - if you had crushed the dungeon like this, you would feel like you were on vacation.

However, a foul smell wafted over, and Allen's face changed instantly—he suddenly remembered something bad.

Damn, it can't be that Professor Sigma came back and set a trap, right?

It's hard to say!

He wasn't even sure about the plot - thinking about Professor Sigma's masterful man-making skills, even Alan didn't dare to say that he would never be hit.

The change in Alan's face made the rest of the group feel bad - this was the first time they had seen Alan's serious expression.

"Is it dangerous up ahead?" Anne's question broke the silence.

"It's a bit of a hanging. Alan replied softly, and then all sorts of shields flicked around his body - who knows what tricks the professor would play.

This series of stat bonuses made the remaining three people look stupid - this is the first time they have shown Allen at full strength.

"Be careful, I'll go explore the way first, and I'll let you know when I feel safe!" Alan admonished.

After a series of preparations, Alan cautiously pushed the door open - however, he was amused.

Inside the door was not a trap from Professor Sigma, but a very large troll, and the stench was coming from it—Alan was startled by it.

At this moment, the troll was clearly enraged by the intruder, and it raised its weapon aloft.

Unfortunately, the wizard on the other side was not at all frightened - he spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, clearly expressing his displeasure at what he had just frightened him.

The troll that rushed towards him in a few steps rang out in a flat and self-deprecating voice:

"Say - I'm in a bad mood right now, how do you want to die?"