As soon as Harry and Hermione entered the archway, they heard the roar of a dragon and the sound of something shattering behind them, followed by Brandy's roar.

They turned around in a panic, and both of them subconsciously thought that Brandi's statue had been shattered by the dragon. But when they saw the scene outside through the smoky doorway, it didn't seem like they were doing what they thought.

The shattered thing seemed to be just a floor tile beneath the statue.

The stone swordsman limped on one foot, pounced on it with an astonishing momentum, and then hugged the slender neck of the spinback dragon as it was about to take off. The legs were tightly clipped to its waist......

This pose!

The two of them almost didn't bare their eyes out. The same is true of the Spinback Dragon, it even forgot to spray the dragon's breath that had been brewing for a long time, and was swallowed alive into its stomach, and with a muffled sound, its belly was strangely high and bulging, and thick black smoke came out of the dragon's mouth.

“…… Now you get the idea. Hermione looked at Harry with a blank expression, "What a terrible thing it is to have these two people working together. ”

Harry swallowed hard.

It's another crooked road, and after turning around, they have long lost their so-called sense of direction. The sound of the fierce battle between the dragon and the statue had been completely forgotten, and there was now a surprising silence all around......

"There's still one Snape test left... He's not going to let us fight anything. ”

"Theoretically...... Not to mention the strange things tested in the previous levels, Quirrell's dragon alone is enough to dissuade 99% of the troublemakers and bad guys. The only one who could come here alone would be a wizard with great mana, and I can't think of anything more difficult to deal with than a dragon, but with Snape's grim nature, it didn't seem impossible to kill them all—oh, look, we're here. ”

The corridor came to an end.

Harry pin raised his wand and pulled open the next door, and for a moment, the two of them couldn't even look at what was waiting for them - but it was so quiet, as Hermione said, there was nothing terrible here, only a table with seven flasks of different shapes lined up.

"Whew, it looks pretty good." The two of them breathed a sigh of relief in unison, and they walked in.

No sooner had they crossed the threshold than a half-human-high flame rose behind them and sealed the doorway. The flame was distinctly unusual: it was purple demonic fire. At the same time, the arches leading to the road ahead were covered in black flames. Obviously, there is probably no way for them to get out until they unlock the mechanism.

"What are we supposed to do?" Harry said.

"Obviously, the clue has been left for us......" Hermione pointed to the wall beside her, which was covered in a large string of words in bright paint, and Harry was standing with her, reading bit by bit.

Danger is in sight, safety is in the rear. Two of us can help you.

Drink them down, one will lead you forward, and the other will send you back to where you came.

Although the two are harmless, they can also soothe your nerves and give you a good night's sleep.

Three are killers with clean and clean movements.

Choose, unless you want to be here forever.

We also provide four clues to help you choose:

First, no matter how cunning the poisons may be, they are always on the left side of the innocent;

Second, the contents of the bottle at the left and right ends are different. None of them will work for you if you want to move forward;

Thirdly, you will find that the bottles vary in size. There is no hiding of death in giants and gnomes;

Fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right, although the appearance is different, the taste is the same.

The expressions on their faces were wonderful.

"Hermione, is this the test...... Is it for us to guess from this verse which of the seven bottles will make it to the final room? ”

Hermione frowned and read it word by word, letting out a long sigh. Harry was surprised to find that she had a smile on her face, and if he were himself, he probably couldn't laugh at all the nonsense on the wall.

"Hah! Cleverly leveled. Hermione said, "It's not poetry, and it's not a matter of guessing - it's a logical reasoning, and there are no lessons about logic at Hogwarts, not even in the wizarding world as a whole." Even wizards with great mana probably wouldn't have thought to learn Muggle logic, so unless they could just walk through the fire! Otherwise, you'll be stuck here forever. ”

"Then we can't get out, can we......"

"Probably not, after all, this is much simpler than Einstein's 'five houses', and the conditions are very clear, aren't they~" Hermione said, "Seven bottles, three are highly poisonous, two look like sedatives, one forward, one back." Hmm, wait a minute, let me think about it......"

Hermione read the writing on the wall a few more times, and then she turned to face the table and walked up and down the row of bottles, muttering to herself, sometimes reaching out and pointing at the bottles.

After five minutes, she finally clapped her hands happily.

"It's easy, isn't it?" "This smallest bottle will help us get through the black flames and get the Philosopher's Stone," she said. ”

Harry picked up the inconspicuous little bottle with a strange expression.

"That's it, can we both go in?" He said, "It's probably not enough for one person." ”

Hermione shrugged, "There's no writing on the wall that you have to take a big sip to get in, so it should be okay to drink a little less, at most it lasts a little less." Actually, the biggest obstacle for me was that Quirrell probably drank it. ”

"It's disgusting, Quirrell's saliva." She pouted in disgust.

"No, Hermione, we can't take that risk." Harry said, "Which bottle will get you back to Brandy?" ”

Hermione gestured to the round bottle on the far right.

"Then I'd suggest you'd better go back - take the whole bottle with you, and if Brandy and the others do get through the dragon, then bring them to this room - I don't know if I can stop him alone, if I fail, you can at least ambush him in this place, and if Quirrell joins up with his Spinal Dragon, we're in trouble!" If they can't get over, you slip over and join them, find Ron, and then go to the trapdoor - make some noise for Lowe to scream, and maybe get some of the professors on patrol over. Then let him come and stop Quirrell......"

"That's not going to work, Harry." Hermione's lips quivered, "You're dealing with a mysterious man!" ”

"Still a mysterious man who is too weak to have much strength, Hermione!" Harry raised his voice, "Didn't he run out of power in some treasure trove, believe me, I was born and could have escaped from his hands, so maybe now!" ”

Harry...... You know what, you're such an amazing wizard. ”

Hermione suddenly gave Harry a gentle hug. "Be careful! I'll bring Brandi and them over to help you. He's always got some weird gadgets, and while they don't seem to be very reliable, they might actually be able to walk through here. ”

"Well......" Harry replied vaguely. Then I'll go, you move faster. ”

He took a deep breath and drank the liquid from the bottle.

"How?"

"Hmm...... It was cold, and I was almost freezing. ”

"Then hurry up, maybe it will be invalid soon!"

Harry put down the bottle and walked forward with his wand in hand, he waded through the black flames, which seemed nothing wrong, and then disappeared behind them.

Hermione watched worriedly as Harry disappeared from her sight, and she picked up the round bottle on her far right and raised her head.

"Broken bones!"

Just as the ice-blue potion was about to pour into her mouth, a spell flew out from behind her, pierced through the ends of her hair, and shattered the flask—the blue potion poured down and sprinkled all over the ground.

"Oh, don't do that!" Hermione looked back in alarm.

"Huh? Brandi, how did you get in! What about Parvati? ”

At some point, Brandi came from the purple fire with a grizzled face, his face as pale as a piece of paper.

It looks like he's paid a lot of price to get here.

"Why are you drinking this stuff indiscriminately!" He scrambled to his feet from the ground, his cracked iron armor completing its last mission, shattering into stardust. "You don't want to die!"

"What is it called drinking indiscriminately, I have reasoned about this!" Hermione puffed out her chest in anger, "There's a clue left by Snape on the wall, it's a reasoning question, and in that bottle just now is the potion of return!" I confirmed! ”

"It's not a dime a dime to do with the puzzle! You don't understand the answer you know, does Quirrell know? Didn't you wonder if Quirrell had ever tampered with the returning potion when he passed through here? Brandi yelled loudly. Hermione was stunned.

He tried to calm his beating heart, and finally ran all the way to the door, and before he even had time to catch his breath, he saw Hermione who didn't know what kind of madness he was making, and actually held the medicine bottle and poured it into his mouth, and he was really frightened at that moment.

"You're just paying attention to the puzzle and not thinking about it, but he's seen Ron in the chessboard! I also know that there are still people in the trapdoor, as long as you contact the people who usually play well with Ron, you can quickly realize that the people inside are you and Harry, with Voldemort's heart, how do you think he can't add some ingredients to you in these potions! Look at this earth—"

Brandi gestured to the ground.

The potion-soaked floor began to corrode into pits.

"But, but......" Hermione wrung her hands in panic. Harry, he's fine, I watched him walk in—"

"Oh no, it's a trap! It was Quirrell who wanted Harry over! She let out an exclamation of understanding.

"And probably a half-dead Harry...... What should be in these two bottles. Brandi asked, bending down to take a closer look at the row of flasks, pointing to two of them.

"In that case, the one on the left is poison, and the one on the right should be a sedative?"

"That's right," Brandi frowned, "they look like they've been used up a little bit—the poison has apparently been spilled on the ground, and the tranquilizer—most likely mixed in the vial ahead." This is a problem......"