Chapter 36: Caught off guard
Although he didn't want to mix too deeply, Darren couldn't completely mix soy sauce, otherwise Harry and the others would slip away from Hogwarts and leave him here, but Hogwarts at that time was already controlled by Voldemort's forces, and dealing with Snape and the Death Eaters every day was enough, just look at Neville. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
And this degree in the middle is like walking a tightrope, in other words, what is more difficult than saving yourself in front of the enemy is to save yourself in front of friendly forces.
So Darren has always held the principle of "everything, pre-emptively, pre-emptively, and if not, it will be wasted", and has made a lot of preparations, of course, it is also to prevent Harry from going alone, who knows when this kid will be hot, he will rush in to play with Lu Wei.
For Lu Wei, because Hogwarts can't use electronic devices such as tape recorders, so he originally wanted to change a music box to give Lu Wei sleeping pills, just as an extracurricular practice in the transformation class, but then he found that he really underestimated the difficulty of doing this, and the final exam transformation class turned a mouse into a snuff box, but the internal structure of a music box that works normally is definitely much more complicated than what blue and white porcelain snuff box, you are becoming a gilded cloisonnΓ©, it doesn't sound and it's useless.
Just when he was going to use the flute, it happened that Darren, who was connected to the radio line on the fourth floor that day, remembered this, so he specially connected a special line speaker to the door of the corridor, which was regarded as opening a small stove for Lu Wei, so ......
"We don't need any invisibility cloaks, and after dinner in the evening, let's just check the PA system and put music there."
"However, students are not allowed to enter it."
"Do you have to say it? Someone is saying to check the line, and when there is no one, who knows if you can't get in. β
"Well," Harry said at last, "tonight, let's go there and have a look, and hopefully the Philosopher's Stone is still there." β
But at this time, they had a problem, they needed someone to operate the broadcast system.
"Somebody has to play music on time, and you can't control it in the hallway," Darren said, because the system didn't have a distributed control system in the first place.
"Can't you?" Ron asked.
Darren gave Ron a blank look, he hadn't thought about how dangerous this thing was for girls? "At least if we don't come back on time, she'll go for help."
Hermione hesitated, apparently knowing that Harry and Ron would not be able to do this, "Should you be more familiar with this device, or would it be better for you to operate it?" β
"You practice first, let's just go and see if we think what Hagrid said, Lu Wei will sleep when he hears the music, there is no danger, don't worry." At this time, Darren never thought that what would happen at night was definitely a tragedy caused by a harp......
In a dark stone corridor, only the torches next to it were releasing some light, but what should have been silent was filled with the voices of three boys, because Darren was yelling at Harry!
"Harry, do you have spoiled pudding in your head? I'm going to stop Snape myself! You're better than the professors and Dumbledore's protective magic? β
"What then, you saw the harp too, Snape is already in!"
"Isn't it just the right thing to use as evidence to get the professors to help?"
ββ¦β¦ What if it's too late? β
"It's up to the three of us first-year freshmen, and you're actually planning to deal with Odds, Snape? Do you think professors are straw bales? I didn't see you so bold in Potions class! β
"But you're not the same."
"I'm coming down, if I don't come down, your life is over!"
"Alright, don't make any noise," Ron interrupted them, "let's think about what to do." β
A few minutes ago, the three of them were waiting in the hallway, and when he heard the music playing, Harry gently pushed open the door, looked in through the crack in the door, then turned to Darren and Ron and nodded, and opened the door, and Darren finally saw Lowee, the three-headed dog.
Indeed, as Harry said, Lou Wei was quite large, and even if he was sleeping soundly on the floor now, he was enough to be the height of a man, and if he stood up, he could really reach the roof.
Darren looked at Lou Wei's mouth, which was nearly half a meter wide, and felt a little incredible, "Harry, are you sure that the last time you saw Snape, he was bitten by this thing?" β
"Questions?"
"With the size of the mouth, if it is bitten, it will definitely not be as simple as breaking the skin, at least half of the flesh of the leg will be missing, and it is not uncommon to be bitten off directly."
"What's that at its feet?" Ron asked suddenly.
"It looks like a harp," said Harry, "it must have been left by Snape, and he was already in." β
Without the threat of Loe, Harry rushed to the harp, opened the trapdoor on the floor next to it, paused, and jumped.
Jumped!
Darren and Ron were stunned by Harry's actions, and hurriedly rushed to the entrance of the cave to look down, it was pitch black inside, and only Harry's voice could be heard, "No problem! It's soft down there!"
Well, if it weren't for knowing Harry. Potter is a fantasy series, not a thriller series, Darren is going to leave directly, which is properly pulled by pig teammates to an inexplicable place to explore, plus teammates go alone and don't believe in evil, the mortality rate in any horror film is at least 99.9999%, and the quality is more than a thousand pure gold, but it seems that there is no such thing as a thousand pure gold now.
And if Darren is really gone, Harry's scumbag definitely doesn't know what the devil's net is, and he will be entangled in it every minute, it is a magic plant that can be used to commit murder!
However, before Darren goes down, he needs to confirm one more thing, "Ron, what do you say?" β
"Of course it is, didn't you hear Harry say it's soft down there?"
Well, there are chess players, Darren doesn't know how to play wizard chess, or rather, he plays badly.
Sure enough, when Darren and Ron came down, Harry was battling the devil's net.
"What the hell is this, haunting me."
"The flames are blazing!"
So, the result is that they are now staying together in the corridor under the devil's net, and the Philosopher's Stone adventure, unexpectedly, begins.
After arguing for a few words, Harry and Darren looked at the dense devil's net above their heads, and knew that this way was not going through, after all, they were only first-year students, neither spells nor magic could support them to go back to it, and there was only one way to go in the corridor, and they had no choice.