Ron took a deep breath, adjusted himself and began to play chess.

It is said that it is wizard chess, in fact, it is similar to chess, not only the chess pieces are similar, but also the playing methods are extremely similar, the only difference is that the chess pieces of wizard chess will move, and

There was a bang, and the white knight slashed the black pawn with a sword, turning it into shards all over the ground.

Ron's breathing began to rapid, his face flushed slightly, and his palms were nervously sweating.

The power of this sword is so great on the chess pieces, if it were cut on them.

His reaction was calmly captured by Malfoy: "Don't panic, Roonardo! Calm down! You can do it! ”

A word of Roonardo made Ron's blood pressure soar, but he calmed down.

The knight who began to command the black also chopped the white chess pieces.

It's just a wizard's chess, it's just a wizard's chess. Rosfoy: It's just a wizard's game, ahh ’

Ron kept hypnotizing himself in his mind.

I don't know if Ron's self-hypnosis played a role, under his command, the black chess pieces were powerful, and countless white chess pieces fell on the spot.

Perhaps sensing the crisis, the white chess pieces' offensive methods became more and more ruthless, and many black chess pieces turned into pieces as a result.

'Going to win!' As long as the king is checkmated, it is the moment of victory. ’

With his command, the power of the white chess pieces was reduced little by little, and the range of movement of the white king became narrower and narrower.

"One step away from being a general."

Ron had an excited look on his face.

However.

The white queen came to Malfoy with no expression.

This means that the next step is to be eaten.

"Wait." Ron's face turned white with a brush.

He realized the problem, a serious problem.

If Malfoy is allowed to get out of the way at this time, then the Black Knight will not be able to checkmate the White Kingdom, while the White Queen will be able to checkmate the Black King, which means

They will lose the whole game.

If you don't get out of the way, then Malfoy will be eaten.

"There must be a way, there must be a way. Damn it! How did I forget?! ”

Ron was sweating in a hurry, racking his brains for a way to decide.

"There's no way!"

Malfoy's voice interrupted Ron's words, and his expression seemed calm: "This is the only way out, sometimes sacrifice is necessary. ”

"Remember the Slytherin dogma? Victory first, glory first. ”

"Remember what the Sorting Hat said? Those who are cunning and insidious will stop at nothing to achieve their goals! ”

"We're going to win! We want to win! We're not dragging oil bottles! ”

"Go, Black Bishop, and take the final victory!"

Malfoy seized Ron's command and let the black pawn checkmate the white king.

Dudley had told him that Gryffindor and Slytherin were actually very good friends, and they shared life and death, and they could give their backs to each other's best friends, perhaps because of some differences in philosophy, but that didn't mean that their feelings weren't sincere enough.

He longs for this kind of affection, and he longs for real friends.

He remembered that Ron was the best at wizarding chess, but he didn't say it, in fact, he was also very good at wizarding chess, and his skills were no worse than Ron's.

The white queen walked up to Malfoy expressionlessly.

Ron closed his eyes in pain.

Harry and Neville closed their eyes.

Hermione closed her eyes, unable to bear to see what was next.

Malfoy slowly closed his eyes, accepting the fate that awaited him.

Now, Ron, Potter, everybody, we're good friends now. ’

Boom!

It wasn't that violent picture, the White Queen just tapped Malfoy on the head, and Malfoy fainted at the sound of a pop.

"He should be fine."

Seeing that it was not chopped to pieces, Harry and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Neville thought for a moment and said, "In terms of strength, it is lighter than Brother D's, and it will not be fatal, but it will definitely faint for a while." ”

"Let's get to the next level."

The White King took off the crown from his head and threw it at their feet, declaring their victory. The remaining white pieces bowed and retreated, making way for them.

Several people immediately walked along the road, and the gate of the next pass was slowly pushed open.

Then a disgusting stench came to my nose.

"Smoked Eyes"

Harry rubbed his eyes vigorously, squeezing away the tears that flowed from the irritation.

Otherwise, you won't be able to see the front clearly.

It can't be described as a simple smell, it's just a weapon, yes, it's the biological and chemical weapons that Brother D often says.

There was a strange roar in the room, and the stench grew stronger.

It was still Hermione who made a move, and with a wave of her wand, the smell around her was much lighter, and at least she could see what was in the room.

"It's a troll!"

A stinking behemoth was rushing towards them with its teeth and claws.

The little wizards unhurriedly took out their wands and threw a spell at the fellow.

And then

The troll lay on the ground.

Since the Halloween troll accident, the professors have taught the young wizards how to deal with a troll, and caught a troll for them to practice on the spot.

So now the whole Hogwarts wizards know how to deal with a troll.

This level is not much worse than the Devil's Net, and it is even a little easier.

The poor troll had just come out and lay down before he could do anything.

Covering their noses, a few little wizards hurried out of the room.

It stinks, it's grinding to stay here.

The next room, with a simple table, lined with seven bottles of different shapes, and a wall of fire blocking the way ahead.

A roll of parchment on the table, with many hints written on it.

"It's a logic question.?"

Harry looked at it and asked, he had seen similar questions when he was at St. George's Elementary School.

However, because I didn't study seriously, I didn't remember the answer at all, let alone the solution.

So he silently looked at the only student in the scene, Hermione.

Brother D is gone, and I can only rely on you.

"No, it's also a potions question."

Hermione picked up one of the bottles and sniffed it gently, "There are two ways to find the right potion. ”

However, these potions were made by Snape, the master of potions, and ordinary wizards could not tell the difference unless they were also Potions masters.

Fortunately, he also gave enough hints.

Hermione quickly solved the puzzle as prompted.

"There's only enough potion in the bottle for two people."

Hermione looked at the dose in the potion vial and frowned dissatisfiedly, "That is, it's only enough for two of us." ”

Then she paused slightly, frowned slightly, and turned her head to look at Harry with a serious face.

"I think this potion should be for you and Neville to drink"

(End of chapter)