"That's why I usually ask you to review and read more!" Hermione said angrily, but waved her wand to give each of them an Iron Charm.

But in the first-grade textbook, that was not taught at all!

Harry silently complained in his heart, not daring to say it out loud, because he and Ron were the only ones here who didn't know the Iron Armor Curse...

"It's now, rush!" Seeing the opportunity to temporarily restrain a few of the nearest stoneman soldiers, Ivan rushed forward in the lead.

These demonized chess pieces don't move very fast, but they are numerous, scattered everywhere, and even if Ivan is careful to avoid them, he will inevitably run into a few.

Fortunately, Ivan's wand was not a decoration, and a few well-placed Barrier and Splinter Charms could handle the troubles, temporarily restricting the movement of the stone pieces.

But Harry's side was much more exciting, and a stone soldier almost slashed him with a great sword, but fortunately, the Iron Armor Spell took effect and blocked it a little, allowing him to dodge with an embarrassed roll before being slashed.

The quick-witted Hermione followed Ivan closely from the start, so there was no danger along the way, and there was even time to use the obstacle charm to help Ron block the knight's spear attack.

The four of them rushed out of the envelope of the chessboard's magic, and the stone chess pieces stopped their attacks, gathered their weapons, and returned to their original positions to wait for repairs.

Except for Ivan, everyone else broke out in a cold sweat, and the feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife was too thrilling.

Looking back, Ivan realized that he had walked to another place, where there was a small platform with black flames burning in front of it.

The ground around it was intricately inscribed with inscriptions that Ivan had seen in ancient magic but didn't understand what they meant.

When Hermione, Ron, and Harry came in together, purple flames suddenly rose from all around them, sealing the entrance and trapping them here.

It seems that the test here was not ruined by Quirrell, and Ivan didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.

Hermione had already looked at a few things on the platform, which were seven clear glass bottles, with liquids of different colors clearly visible, and a piece of parchment in the front, which Hermione whispered.

Danger is in front of you, safety is in the rear,

Two of us can help you.

Drink them down, and one will lead you forward,

The other sends you back to where you came from

........

"This should be logical reasoning! We don't need to use magic to crack it," Hermione said in surprise, and then, as if she had thought of something, she turned her head and said to herself. "Let's see who can figure it out first?"

"Otherwise, forget it, right?" Ron looked at the long and vexing riddle, his mind was muddy, and Harry was meditating.

Hermione didn't expect them to answer, but looked at Ivan.

"Seven bottles, three poisons, two wines, the smallest bottle contains a potion that allows people to pass through the black flames, and the rightmost one allows us to return."

Time was short, and Ivan was not interested in playing any riddle guessing game, and after confirming that the parchment was the same as he expected, he revealed the riddle.

Hermione couldn't believe it, in her opinion, Ivan just glanced at it casually, and Hermione immediately reasoned backwards based on the information given by Ivan combined with the content on the parchment, and the result was actually correct.

But it's too fast... Hermione thought gloomily.

"Anyway, it's good for me and Harry to go with us, you can stay here, it's safe to have the protection of the flames." Ivan spoke.

"How can this work? Are you going to leave us behind? Hermione glared at Ivan in exasperation.

"There's too little potion in the bottle to let us all in." Ivan pointed to the small amount of potions left in the smallest bottle.

"I'd better go alone, this potion should only be enough for one person!" Harry snatched the potion vial, and before they could veto it, Harry continued.

"Voldemort killed my parents, I killed him when I was born, and Voldemort will definitely not let me go if he is really resurrected, so I will stop him no matter what!"

"And maybe I'll be able to beat him a second time!" Harry touched the lightning-bolt scar on his forehead, so out of all the people present, he was the only one who couldn't back down!

"Come on, you don't even know how you defeated Voldemort in the first place, do you? I do have an idea that if we can do it successfully, we should be safe. ”

Ivan admired his courage, but considering that Quirrell's state had probably changed dramatically because of himself, Ivan didn't want Harry to go in alone, and besides, he wanted to complete the mission...

Harry nodded helplessly, although he had just said heroically, in fact he didn't even have a reliable plan, he just wanted to enter the reckless wave.

Since Ivan said that he already had the idea of fighting the enemy, Harry naturally dismissed the idea of being tough.

"But how do you get in?" Harry wondered.

"I have my own way." Ivan took out a bottle of fireproof potion from his wizard's robe and drank it all in one go.

Ivan hadn't thought that this bottle would be put away by him in the Room of Request, and now it would be able to be used just in time.

It can only be said that fate is impermanent...

"What did you drink?" Hermione asked.

"The fireproof agent, homemade, should work pretty well, and it can last for several minutes." Ivan closed his eyes and felt it, his body was cold, but it didn't affect his movements.

"It's obviously not just one person's weight," Hermione glared at Ivan with dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry, but there's nothing left, I'll pay attention next time." Ivan smiled and flipped the bottle in his hand upside down, and he drank the fire prevention potion cleanly, and there was nothing left.

He didn't want to be able to deal with Quirrell or Voldemort while still having to protect Hermione and Ron, so he would go from playing a Nightmare difficulty dungeon with a strategy to playing a real hellish dungeon!

Hermione stepped up in a few steps, her lips trembling, and she clenched her fists to punch Ivan in the face.

But in the end, Hermione didn't make a move, and suddenly put her arms around him.

"Be sure to protect yourself until I come back!" Hermione hugged Ivan tightly for several seconds before releasing her blushing face, and she felt that Ivan must not want to risk herself, so she did it on purpose.

But she wasn't going to just wait...

Hermione snatched the empty glass bottle from Ivan's hand, ran to the platform as fast as she could, filled half of the potion on the right side, threw the remaining half to Ron, and then drank a sip from her hand.

"Quick! Let's go find Professor Dumbledore! Hermione stared at Ron, and after he drank the potion, she grabbed him by the collar and ran out.

"But what about those stone people outside?" Ron, who was being dragged all the way away, shouted.

In the distance, Hermione's angry voice was heard.

"Break them all with magic, of course!"

Hermione didn't even bother with the Ministry of Magic patrol at this time, and she planned to drag Professor Dumbledore over as soon as she got out.

Ivan: They have to deal with the Dark Lord now, and what about the Minister of Magic?

him!