Zhang Hao stood in front of the Black King and faced the White King solemnly.

The golden silk nanmu sparkles, and the abundant magic power is ready to move.

"Wrath of the Goddess of the Dawn - Sunflame Flare!"

The most primitive spell sounded in an instant, and a pillar of light as thick as a water tank shot straight at the White King opposite.

Rumble!

The heat caused an explosion, and the white chess king was blown to pieces. He was the obstacle that stood in front of the passage, but it has now been destroyed.

Zhang Hao wiped his sweat and hurriedly rushed to the opposite side.

The other chess pieces also realized that someone was unruly, and whether it was white or black, they all killed Zhang Hao.

The knight wielded his spear and heavy sword, the private slashed furiously with his twin swords, shot small arrows from the castle, and chased after him with his sword......

In an instant, all the pieces on the entire chessboard became enemies!

That's the price of flipping the table!

"Protogou (armor amulet)!"

Zhang Hao took the time to apply a talisman spell to himself, and then dodged the spear stabbed by a knight.

"Radk Tho (Broken Bones)!"

The queen of white attacks sharply, and he really can't dodge it, so he can only tear her whole thing apart with a crushing charm.

At this point, the road to the opposite side is barrier-free.

Zhang Hao ran a few steps hard, and rushed into a corridor with a strong leap.

There was another door at the end of the hallway, and he was about to open the wooden door when he heard a brisk footstep behind the door.

He quickly dodged to the side and cast a disillusionment spell on himself.

Then, he disappeared entirely.

The wooden door opened, and Hermione scurried down the road.

At the same time, Zhang Hao also smelled a disgusting smell, which came from the next room.

That's right, the new level is another big room with a troll upside down on the floor of the room.

This giant monster was bigger than the one that Zhang Hao had beaten up last time, and it was lying motionless in front of it, with a big bloody lump on its head.

Zhang Hao didn't pay much attention to the poor troll, and he walked straight to the next door.

The door hadn't closed yet, and Hermione had just left the room behind it.

A fire is burning in the room, with purple flames in the doorway and black flames on the way to the next level.

In the center of the room is a table with seven bottles of different shapes.

Therefore, Zhang Hao's current situation is very embarrassing.

He knew that there was an antidote to fire on the table, but he couldn't touch it.

"Damn! I want to play by the rules, but you're going to force me to foul!"

Zhang Hao cursed angrily, and then began to recall useful spells in his mind.

The demonic fire emitted by the Flame Spell will personify all kinds of terrifying animal images, but the flames here do not have such properties.

So this flame is clearly not the terrible devil's fire, it is most likely just a kind of potion-fueled flame.

It has to be said that Snape designed the levels more elaborate than the other professors.

If he didn't know what kind of potion he used, if he was rashly burned by the fire, it probably wouldn't end well.

"But why did the potions catch fire, and where did they come from?"

Zhang Hao pondered for a moment, approached the room against the blazing heat, and checked all the details in the room.

"Huh, there's a mechanism?"

On the ground in front of the entrance threshold, there was a small black pipe.

These black pipes are the same color as the floor, and they don't protrude from the ground, making it almost impossible to distinguish without looking closely.

Zhang Hao grinned and said, "Just this kind of small mechanism, it can also block some elm heads." ”

Wizards like to use magic to solve problems when they encounter them, but Snape happens to use tricks that most wizards are not good at.

Zhang Hao thought about it and cast a transformation spell on the black pipe on the ground.

The black pipes grew taller like little bamboo shoots, and then they tied their own bows.

In the next second, the purple flame began to wilt, and after a few moments, it was completely extinguished.

Zhang Hao didn't look at the table in the center of the room, he walked to the black flame, carefully looked at the ground, and sure enough, he also found a thin black pipe.

He did the same, and he tied a bow to the black pipes.

In this way, the black flame gradually went out.

Zhang Hao said in his heart: "I hope Harry has solved Lao Fu, don't let me down." ”

He added a layer of illusion to himself before entering the last room.

However, when he saw the scene in the house, he couldn't help but change his face.

Because Harry hadn't done anything about Quirrell, he was holding Quirrell's hand with one hand and pressing Quirrell's face with the other.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Ahh

Quirrell screamed, his face and hands covered in hot, shiny blisters. He tried to push Harry away, but Harry held him tightly.

But there was still Lao Fu's urging in the back of his head, which made him miserable.

Compared to Quirrell, Harry was also uncomfortable.

It was the closest Harry had ever gotten to the old man, and the scar on his forehead was painful.

Zhang Hao could clearly see that Harry's face had been distorted to the point of being unformed.

"MMP! I've been misled by the movie again!"

Although Quirrell was embarrassed, his hands and face did not turn into weathered stones like in the movies.

Harry, on the other hand, was losing his strength.

Zhang Hao knew that the moment Quirrell recovered his strength, Harry would be dead.

Maybe Lao Fu will also have an extra body at that moment......

Harry is one of the Horcruxes!

Zhang Hao instantly realized the seriousness of the matter, his wand pointed at Quirrell, and without hesitation, he recited the incantation: "Stiup!"

This is a stun spell, Harry is in Quirrell's hands, Zhang Hao does not dare to use too powerful magic.

Invisible magic struck Quirrell, knocking him to the ground in an instant.

But he is not unconscious, wizards have a certain amount of magic resistance, and if the power of the spell is not enough, it will be difficult to work well on the wizard.

It's like a first-year student using a life-reeling spell on Dumbledore, not to mention whether it can be done or not, even if it can be done, even if they drain their mana, they can't hurt Dumbledore.

Although Zhang Hao's magic power is comparable to that of an adult wizard, the blow just now was rushed out, and it is really hard to say how powerful it is.

Quirrell visibly resisted, he shook his head and smiled grinning.

Although he was under a spell, he was also free from Harry's grip.

"Aha, who's coming? Slytherin genius Zhang Hao, another child who wants to be a savior?"

"Shut up, fools, kill them and find the Philosopher's Stone. ”

It seems that Lao Fu knows that the villain died from talking too much, and he is very dissatisfied with Quirrell's grinding.

Quirrell didn't dare to disobey Lao Fu, and rubbed his fingers when he heard the words.

This was a precursor to snapping his fingers, Zhang Hao's heart moved, and he instantly added an armor to himself.

"Smack!"

Sure enough, it turned out that Zhang Hao was prescient.

No sooner had he put armor on his front foot than he was attacked on his back foot.

I don't know what magic Quirrell used, Zhang Hao felt like he was hit by a bull.

He took a few steps back, hiding behind a pillar before he had time to cast a spell to counterattack.

"Radk Tho (Broken Bones)!"