The three-headed dog Luwei is obedient and not fierce at all, really.

The owner, Hagrid, chained it to the trapdoor and told it to bite when it saw an adult, but not to kill it, and that it could only scare a child when he saw it.

Listen to you, who made you the boss?

And the guy who came in last time had greasy black hair, and he didn't even want to open his mouth.

Kano smiled and touched the dog's head, and after touching the three dog's heads in turn, Lu Wei told him that there was a big head just now.

"That's not a big head, it's a headscarf on it."

Lu Wei's three heads shook together, indicating that he didn't understand at all.

Kano walked up behind Lowe, lifted the trapdoor, waved at it, and jumped down.

He waved his wand in the air, and a fresh breeze swirled around him, supporting him as he slowly descended.

Underneath is a dense web of devils that form the second line of defense, clearly the work of Professor Sprout.

"Fluorescent flickering."

The Devil's Net is naturally afraid of light, and the tip of Kano's staff glows, causing the Devil's Net to retreat.

Landing on the ground safely, Kano stepped forward.

Walking through a dark, damp stone corridor, Kano entered a stone chamber.

There was a bright light source at the top of the stone chamber, and the winged key was flying slowly in the light. A couple of tattered broomsticks were lying on the ground.

This level requires the interloper to fly into the air and chase a suitable key to open the locked door in front of him.

It's all for Harry.

Kano complained in his heart, stepped on the tattered broom and kicked his legs, and flew into the air.

The keys in the sky sped up sharply, spinning in the light, forming a shiny whirlpool.

Kano watched carefully for a while, and one of the keys flew more slowly, and the feathers were scattered, as if they had just been caught.

A delicate vine grew from Kano's robe, and he tied himself in a knot. Seeing the moment, Kano threw out the knot like a cowboy and lassoed the key.

It's so boring, isn't there a speedrun in this game?

Kano complained in his heart and opened the door in front of him with the key.

A large wizard's chessboard appeared in front of him, seemingly set up by McGonagall and Flitwick.

There is a full set of pieces on the chessboard that are more than one person high, and can only be passed by commanding one's own side to victory.

It's in general...

Kano didn't know how to play chess, and he didn't bother to destroy the chessboard, he just restrained his breath and walked over the board.

When Kano retracted his breath, it was less than a tree's presence, and even the sound of his breathing and heartbeat would become as faint as the sound of the wind.

The chessboard couldn't stop Quirrell, and it couldn't stop him.

Speaking of which, judging from the timeline, in a few years, will the Japanese wizarding community develop a wizard version of Yu-Gi-Oh?

Will there be hoarse dragon cancer players in this world, or starfish heads who are very good at playing cards at a glance?

Kano thought wildly and opened the door to the other side of the wizard's chess room.

A foul smell came to his face, and the troll was groping his head and sitting on the ground with a big stick.

Seeing Kano appear, the troll muttered something and strode towards him.

"It stinks." Kano first gave himself a bubble head spell, which maintains a bubble around the head to maintain a clean oxygen supply.

It can also be used to breathe underwater, but casting spells in water is more difficult, and Kano can't do it yet.

The troll's large stick slammed into Kano with a vicious wind, and Kano dodged it with ease.

"There's still a tough battle later, so be it."

Kano muttered to himself what he had decided. He reached out and took out a seed and placed it in the palm of his hand.

He lit the seed with his wand and said something in his mouth. As the incantation was chanted, the seed grew rapidly, turning into a vine as thick as an adult's waist.

Vines grew wildly, crawling down the troll's legs up his body. Piercing through the troll's armpits and neck, firmly restricting his movements.

The troll's mouth spewed a foul of odor, and the muscles on its body tensed, but the vines that drew energy from Kano's body remained unmoved, still binding it to death.

"Be quiet for a moment." Kano frowned at the intellectually retarded troll and gestured.

The vines knotted in the troll's neck, tightening rapidly. No matter how strong the troll's vitality was, it needed to breathe, and it wasn't long before the troll, with a final convulsion, the troll stopped moving and was strangled unconscious.

Kano dodged the trolls lying on the ground and walked into the final level.

Magical flames suddenly block the forward and backward routes, and the comer must make a logical reasoning problem and drink the correct bottle in a row of potions in order to reach the end point through the flames.

If you drink it wrong, follow the warning above and you will be poisoned. This was clearly a trap set up by Snape.

Kano read the puzzle and drank one of the potions without hesitation. The entrance of the potion, the flames in front of him seemed to turn into cold water, and Kano walked directly into the final field.

Harry and the others also arrived at the trapdoor in their invisibility cloaks. And Quirrell, the man who was actually assigned by Voldemort to steal the Philosopher's Stone, fell into an impotent rage at this point.

"How could it not be? The Philosopher's Stone must be here! Quirrell nervously ran around the final room, waving his wand as if to find the Philosopher's Stone.

"Fool, the Philosopher's Stone is in that mirror!" A muffled voice came from under his scarf, and Quirrell shivered as he looked at the quiet Mirror of Eris in the middle of the room.

"Divided!"

Quirrell threw a spell, but the mirror didn't respond.

"Idiot! It's a powerful magical item, and if you break it and lose the Philosopher's Stone, you know the consequences! ”

"I know, master, I know."

Quirrell agreed, sweating profusely.

He walked over to the front of the Mirror of Eris and looked inside.

In the mirror, Quirrell was dressed in rich robes and sat on a high throne.

Countless people who hid their faces knelt at his feet and surrendered to him.

And at his feet, kneeling and kissing the corners of his gold-threaded robes, was the black...

"I can see it all, Quirrell."

The voice under the scarf seemed to be much calmer, but Quirrell was completely unsteady this time, and he fell to the ground, begging for mercy from his master.

"Lord Dark Lord, I... Everything in this mirror is fake! I am your most faithful servant! ”

"Hehe, I know, Quirrell, I know it all." The voice softened, "Want status, want wealth? As long as you get me the Philosopher's Stone, you deserve it. ”

"Stand up, Quirrell."

"Do whatever it takes to get it!"

There was the sound of gentle footsteps in the hallway behind, and Quirrell stood up and looked there.

Kano appears in the final venue.

"Quirrell, you and your master stink alike." Kano raised his wand, "Should I say a word, shoot or kill?" ”