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"We've passed the Lowe, the Devil's Net, the Magic Key, and the Big Wizard Chess. Hermione counted, then sighed, "I don't know what else awaits us next." ”

"No matter what the danger is, we have to stop Snape. Al said earnestly, and then opened the door in front of him.

Instantly, a disgusting stench hit my nose.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

They hurriedly covered their noses with their sleeves, but to no avail, they couldn't stop the stench, and they felt like their eyes were choking on tears.

"What the hell does this smell like. Ron retched, almost breathing.

"It's a troll. Al looked into the room, and saw a troll lying motionless on the ground, with a large bloody lump on its head.

The troll was even bigger than the one they had dealt with before, but it seemed to be unconscious now.

"Great, we don't have to fight trolls now. Harry whispered, "Let's go, I'm out of breath." ”

"Snape solved it, but it also made it easier for us. Al nodded, and they cautiously stepped over the troll's thick legs and ran to the next door.

The door was also unlocked, and Al easily opened it.

The room was empty, except for a table in the center, with seven bottles of different shapes and a piece of parchment.

"I guess it's Snape's magic. Al said, and with Hermione, they walked into the room.

But what they didn't expect was that as soon as they crossed the threshold, two flames of different colors, one black and one purple, rose from the doorways on both sides at the same time, trapping them in the middle.

"What kind of fire is this?" said Ron.

Al only glanced at it, then focused his attention on the parchment on the table, and he walked over to the table and picked it up, with a long paragraph written on it:

Danger is in sight, safety is in the rear, and there are two of us who can help you. Drink them down, one will lead you forward, and the other will send you back to where you came.

Two were filled with nettle wine, and three were killers, 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 the poisons are, they are actually standing to the left of the nettle wine, and second, the contents of the bottles on the left and right ends are different, and they will not work for you if you want to move forward.

Thirdly, you will find that the bottles are of different sizes, and there is no Grim Reaper hidden in the giants and gnomes, and fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right, although they look different, but they taste the same.

After reading the content, several people had different reactions.

Al looked thoughtful, while Harry and Ron looked at each other, seemingly confused. Only Hermione, who let out a long sigh of relief after reading it, actually smiled.

"It's wonderful. Hermione said, "It's not magic, it's just logical reasoning, it's a riddle." Many of the greatest wizards don't have the slightest ability for logical reasoning, so they're stuck here forever. ”

"So, apparently you're ready, right?" Al asked with a smile.

"Of course. Hermione said excitedly, pointing to the parchment, and said, "All we need to know is written on this paper, seven bottles, three poison and two wine, one that will allow us to pass safely through the black flames, and another that will send us back through the purple flames." ”

Al nodded, he understood all these truths, but it was really difficult to solve this puzzle, and if it was himself, I was afraid that it would waste a lot of time, so it was better to leave this puzzle to someone smarter to do.

"Give me a minute!" Hermione read the piece of paper several more times, then walked up and down the bottle, muttering to herself as she pointed to this or that bottle.

Finally, she clapped her hands happily.

"I see. Hermione pointed to the smallest bottle on the table and said, "This is it! it will help us get through the black flames to the next room!"

Al picked up the humble vial and shook it, revealing that there was only a small amount of liquid left in it, not enough for a sip.

They looked at each other.

Ron looked at the potion and asked, "What should I do?" ”

"I'll do it. Al pulled the stopper and opened his mouth to drink it.

"Wait a minute!" Harry stopped Al with a voice, "El listen to me, what would you do if it wasn't just Snape and Voldemort in there?"

Al frowned, he really hadn't thought about it.

"I've narrowly escaped once before. Harry pointed to the scar on his forehead and said, "I might be able to turn evil into good luck this time, so leave it to me this time." ”

After a moment's hesitation, Al handed the bottle to Harry.

"You do have more capital to face Voldemort than I do, Harry, you must be careful, we will be here for you. ”

Al patted Harry on the shoulder, and Ron gave Harry a hug.

"Good luck. ”

"Thank you......" Harry looked at them, a little moved, and then looked up and poured the remaining bottle into his mouth.

Harry shuddered, and without looking back, he stepped through the black flames into the next room.

When Harry left, there was a brief silence.

"Which bottle can be returned the way you came?" Al asked, looking at Hermione.

Hermione gestured to a sleek bottle on the far right.

Al picked it up and found it full, apparently no one had drunk it yet.

"Ron, you'd better go to Dumbledore and tell him the news with an owl. Al said, handing the bottle to Ron.

Ron took the bottle and asked, "What about you?"

"Hermione and I are here to pick up Harry, and if it's Snape or Voldemort who comes out, we'll pester them and buy you time. ”

Ron opened his mouth, he was very self-aware, he knew that his ability was limited and he couldn't help anything, so he nodded vigorously.

"You wait for me, I'll be back as soon as I finish delivering the letter!" With that, Ron took a large sip of the liquid from the bottle, and then walked briskly out of the door that burned with purple flames.

Only Al and Hermione were left in the room, and they both looked at each other with faint smiles.