Chapter 48: The Philosopher's Stone (Part 5)

ps: The fifth watch is over, Misha still has to write an old book, everyone will see you tomorrow, I hope to come together tomorrow to see that the ranking has risen a few more, Misha is not afraid of adding more!

As soon as the spell was gone, the stick fell and hit the troll's head.

This time it's really heavy enough, but this giant monster is a giant monster, so heavy, if it were replaced by Lin Han, it would have been smashed into paralysis.

But people, stunned, are just a little dizzy, and it doesn't play a big role at all.

"I knew it." Lin Han shook his head helplessly, so he had to choose another way.

He rushed straight up, kicked on the troll's knee, and the whole person rose several meters and jumped directly onto the troll's shoulder.

At this time, the troll still looked dazed, and Lin Han took this opportunity to directly take out a dagger and stab it into the troll's eye socket.

This time, there was immediately a burst of blood.

The dizzy troll was immediately awakened by the pain, howling and dancing.

Lin Han grabbed the troll's ears, and his whole feet broke off the troll's shoulders, and he was thrown and swayed.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled out the dagger from the troll's eye, then stabbed it into its other eye.

This time, the giant monster was completely blind.

Defenseless and blind, the troll could only stumble blindly around the room.

It reached out and wanted to grab Lin Han, but unfortunately it didn't catch it after a few scratches.

One rolled over and fell back to the ground, Lin Han hurriedly beckoned Harry and the three of them, and ran directly towards the entrance of the next room.

The blind trolls couldn't find their place, and by the time they left the room, he was still running around there.

Walking into the next room, there were no terrifying magical creatures, just a table with seven strangely shaped bottles on it.

No sooner had they crossed the threshold than a flame rose behind them, and this flame was purple.

At the same time, a flame rose in front of them, only this time black.

Now, they're completely trapped in this room.

"Look!" Hermione grabbed a roll of parchment that had been placed next to the bottle.

Harry stood behind her and read with her:

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. Two of them are filled with nettle wine. Three are killers and are waiting in line. Choose, unless you want to be here forever. We also provide four clues to help you choose: first, no matter how cunning they hide, they are actually on the left side of the nettle wine; Second, the contents of the bottle at the left and right ends are not thoughtful. None of them will work for you if you want to move forward; Thirdly, you will find bottles of different sizes. 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.

Hermione let out a long sigh, and Harry was surprised to see her smile, which he himself couldn't laugh at any means.

"Wonderful," said Hermione, "it's not magic—it's logic—it's a riddle. Many of the greatest wizards have no ability to reason logically, and they are trapped here forever. ”

"What about us, we can't get out either, can we?" Ron asked anxiously.

"Of course not," said Hermione, "all we need to know is written on this piece of paper." Seven bottles: three are **; two are wine; One will allow us to pass safely through the black flames, and the other will send us back through the purple flames. ”

"But how do we know which one to drink?" Harry asked.

"Give me a minute." Hermione read the piece of paper a few more times.

She walked up and down the row of bottles, muttering to herself as she pointed to this or that bottle.

Finally, she clapped her hands happily.

"Got it," she said, "this smallest bottle will help us get through the black flames - the Philosopher's Stone." ”

Lin Han looked at the inconspicuous little bottle.

"I'm afraid the potion in it is only enough for one person to drink." He said, "Come on, Hermione, which one is out?" ”

Harry and the three of them looked at each other before nodding their heads.

There is no way, if the potion is only enough for one person to enter, then the most suitable person must be Lin Han.

Hermione gestured to a sleek bottle on the far right.

The bottle was huge, and it contained enough potion for the three of them.

"Okay, you drink it and go out and wait for me, don't worry, I will come out alive, maybe you should find some professors to come over, so it's safe." Lin Han said with a smile.

"Let's go find Professor McGonagall, maybe Professor Dumbledore has returned by this time." Harry said.

Lin Han nodded and picked up the smallest and most compact bottle.

"Hermione, you can't be mistaken, can you?" He said with a smile as he drank.

Hermione gave him a blank look, and the little girl obviously didn't know how cute and cute she looked, let alone how lethal this glance was.

The three of them also drank the potion in the round bottle.

"Okay, we're in this separation, you remember to go to the professor." Lin Han reminded again, he had a feeling that Voldemort was about to appear.

On the one hand, he was very much like seeing Voldemort, and Lala hated him, making him hate himself. On the other hand, they were a little worried about Voldemort's strong threat of force, so they reminded them to find a few professors to come over, so that it would be safer.

"We will, you must be safe!" Hermione said with a worried look on her face.

Lin Han nodded, then turned around and walked towards the black flame.

"This should be the fire, right?" He thought to himself.

Stepping over the flames, nothing happened, and the potion worked.

Stepping over the fire, there is a staircase going down in front of you.

Lin Han didn't see the Eris Magic Mirror, obviously the thing hadn't been placed here yet.

In front of him was a sculpture of a wizard in a wizard's robe, and in his hand he was holding a red stone like a jewel.

"Philosopher's Stone!" Lin Han walked over quickly, jumped up, and grabbed the Philosopher's Stone.

As soon as the philosopher's stone left the sculpture's hand, the whole sculpture immediately seemed to be weathered, turning into stone chips and forming a line of text.

'Little one, I don't know why you know this, but I don't feel your greed, and I hope you will make the right choice.

Albus. Dumbledore'

"Sure enough, it's a wise white wizard, and everything is under his control!" Lin Han sighed in his heart.

Glancing at the magic stone in his hand, which was said to be able to make people immortal, Lin Han pursed his lips and stuffed it directly into his pocket.

If this thing was so amazing, would Dumbledore use it as bait to lure Voldemort?

I guess it either has huge side effects, or it can't be immortal at all, or it's just a fake, an impostor!

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