Chapter 95: Through the Trapdoor (2)

Hermione pulled out her wand and waved it, muttering the words as she pointed to the gap between the canopy and the rock wall—"Flames!" ”

A golden flame shot out of her wand's head, and the burned part of the cap quickly shrank downward, whitened, and then collapsed, revealing the real ground below. She froze for a moment, then jumped off without hesitation.

After more than ten seconds, Harry and Ron felt the increasing temperature coming from their lower bodies, and Hermione seemed to be standing below burning the big dick's trunk with a fire charm! The stickiness on it suddenly disappeared, and they felt the entire cap shake violently, as if they were struggling before they died—and then, as they emptied, two men screamed and fell!

"Ouch!" They fell a few more feet down and fell on top of the mushrooms that had turned white. Hermione's fiery spell actually burned through the main trunk of the gluttonous mushroom!

"Oh, Merlin is on top, it feels good to be alive!" Ron jumped off the mushroom's corpse, "I almost had an epitaph engraved on it, and the cause of death was eaten by a mushroom!" ”

"Hermione? Why is your Flame Charm so powerful? Harry looked enviously at the place where the mushroom had been burned, where a huge hole had been dissolved, and white juice was still dripping from it. The magic fire that Hermione unleashed turned golden, just like Brandy's previous spell!

"Ah...... In fact, I didn't expect it to work so well. Hermione leaned against the wall a little weakly, she just subconsciously wanted to use the supermagic prefix that Brandi taught her, but she didn't expect that her magic power was enough! It only lasted ten seconds—the bottle of awakening potion seemed to have brought her an improvement that had previously been unimaginable.

But the feeling of running out of magic is painful enough. If it weren't for an emergency in the future, she probably wouldn't use this spell again......

After resting for a moment, the three of them walked towards the only stone hallway. It was dark and damp, and sometimes you could feel the cold droplets of water dripping overhead. Along the way, they didn't say a word, and the glimmer of three fluorescent spells reflected the three nervous and frightened faces.

A few minutes later...... They came to the end of the hallway.

In front of him was a brightly lit room, with a vaulted ceiling flickering and flocks of birds flying around the room, making a crisp sound like metal colliding together. On the opposite wall, there was a heavy wooden door...... Hermione tentatively took a few steps forward, and noticed that the birds in mid-air didn't seem to pay attention to him at all, so the three of them hurried to the side of the door.

Harry pulled the doorknob and found it moving. "This door is locked!"

"Let me try," Hermione pulled out her wand, "Ahora opens!" ”

The blue light flashed and didn't seem to change at all.

"Okay...... This one has a protective charm. Hermione, who hadn't yet regained her magic, slumped her hands, "We'll probably have to think of something else." ”

"Look, the birds of the sky?" Ron squinted his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, which was dizzy from the dense reflections. "They're shining—oh no! These are the keys! The kind with wings! ”

At the same time, they also found a way to fly into the sky. In one corner of the room, a broomstick stood quietly.

………………

Five minutes later, Harry lunged forward in an uncomprehensible dash, and with a harsh creak, his right hand slammed a large silver key against the stone wall.

"Oh! Well done Harry! Ron's cheers echoed through the room.

Harry landed quickly and ran towards the door, Ron and Hermione waiting for him - he shoved it roughly into the keyhole, twisting it clockwise with a click. The door lock popped open......

"The youngest Seeker in a hundred years, Harry." Ron slapped excitedly.

"It's a lot easier than catching the Golden Snitch, isn't it!" Harry shyly touched the back of his head and smiled shyly. "Luckily, there wouldn't be two batters looking at me maliciously with short bats. Guys, I'm going to open the door? ”

"Wait a minute?"

Surprisingly, Hermione frowned, not seeming to be happy that she had made it well.

"What's wrong with you, what did you think of?" Ron teased, "Are you starting to get jealous of Harry's Quidditch skills?" Haha~"

"No, I just think ......" Hermione had something vague in her head, but she couldn't grasp it. She always felt that everything she had encountered so far seemed to be subtly connected. But what is that......

"Well, it's okay, let's go to the next room first, we need to hurry, don't we?" After a moment of distressed thought, she reluctantly gave up on the idea of wasting time.

Harry pushed the door open.

"It's dark in here!" The three of them stepped cautiously in, and before they even recited the fluorescent spell, a circle of fire suddenly erupted in the room, and the torches on the walls lit up in unison. They saw everything in the room, and all three of them gasped at the same time.

"It's ......"

In front of them was a huge platform, like a ring. Large black and white bricks were laid out on top of it, and the two of the platforms, counting the densely packed statues that were twice as tall as they were, Harry's side was black, and the one on the opposite side was white. The towering white statues faced them, making them tremble with fright—they had no facial features.

"What the hell are these?" Harry whispered, he always felt that the scene was very familiar, as if it were ......

"Chessboard?" Hermione didn't know what was going on in her mind, her face turned white, and she stared at Ron in horror. "Oh my God, is that going to be the case? But this ...... That's ridiculous, isn't it? ”

"What's ridiculous...... Just look at it and you can see it! "There is no doubt that we need to win this game to get to the other side of the room." ”

Harry looked through the white chess pieces and saw a small door across the room.

"Playing chess...... Ron, I'm the only one here who can handle it. ”

"I think so too, but my chess skills aren't very good...... I really don't know what will happen if we lose the game. Ron stepped onto the chessboard and reached out and touched the black knight's horse, and the statue immediately came to life, and the knight turned his head to look at Ron, and then he jumped off his horse and walked out of the board.

"Hmm...... It seems that we will need to play the role of a pawn. Ron turned his head with a complicated look on his face, looking at the two of them, "One more thing that is uncertain - if we are eaten...... Will he really die? ”

Harry shuddered.

"Honestly, would you two like to listen to me......" Ron's eyes swept over Hermione, who was still confused, and Harry, who was uneasy, "Don't blame me for saying that, I'm probably the only one among us who has a chance to win." ”

"Of course I do, what do you need me to do?" Harry said without hesitation.

Hermione was still out of the world, and she nodded blankly.

"Well, then, I've touched it, and I'll probably have to be a knight; Hermione, you go and take the place of that castle; Harry...... You're going to be a bishop? ”

"Didn't ask—"

"No way!" The screams interrupted Harry's answer, and the two of them looked at Hermione in surprise. "Harry, you need to be absolutely safe!" Hermione said quickly. "You'd better go and take the place of the king!"

"Well, that's not wrong~" Ron looked a little overwhelmed, but he nodded quickly, "Yes, the king is at least much safer than the bishop." ”

Hermione and Harry boarded the board and touched the king and the bishop as they had just said they had just done - as soon as their hands touched, the two pieces moved quickly out of the board and gave way to them.

"Okay...... All right. Ron swallowed nervously. According to the rules, white moves first...... Uh, that's right, that's it, opposite e4. ”

A white pawn moves forward two tiles.

"Black soldier! e7, to e5! Ron shouted, and the black pawn took two steps forward and pressed directly across from the white pawn...... That's exactly what Ron does best with open-ended openings.

He began to command the black chess game with ease, and Harry watched the game change idly, full of worry - the current situation did not require him to run for his life for the time being.

But it was only after the first piece was captured that they suddenly sensed fear. The castle on the opposite side pounced fiercely, like a high-speed truck, and smashed a pawn in front of it. Even if the rubble flew out of the digital world, it hurt a lot to hit them. The three of them screamed loudly.

"What now! If we were to suffer like this, we would probably die! Hermione crouched on the ground screaming.

"It's simple, the three of us can't be eaten by the white flag! Otherwise, it's all over! Harry looked at Ron on his horse, "Can you do it!" ”

Ron's face was covered in fine sweat......

And as time went on, the problem got worse.

When Hermione walked diagonally across the board as Ron's instructions, trying to eat one of the knights on the opposite side, they were horrified to find that the knight seemed unmoved. That's when they realized that they didn't just step forward...... They still have to 'eat' that piece with their own hands!

"Divided!" Hermione struggled to scavenge for the part of her mana that she had so easily recovered, shattering the knight into several pieces—but that had done her best, and the spell had been drained of her mana half an hour earlier, and she was no longer able to utter a full splitting spell when she was exhausted.

"Damn it!" Ron slammed his fist into the horse's back. This is the loss of a son for no reason—no, it is even more miserable than the loss of a bishop, because they have an extra king who can only walk diagonally! He had to make a few more moves to get Hermione out of the encirclement......

Time passed minute by minute, and there were no more chess pieces on the field.