"Tick"

Water droplets dripped from the dark, damp ceiling, creating circles of ripples in the puddles in the corners.

Ron writhed twice, let out a groan of pain, and he got up from the ground in some confusion, his red hair sticking to his forehead wet.

Where is this?

He looked around, a room made of rough stones, the walls inlaid with stones that glowed dimly, offering some insignificant light.

There was still standing water on the uneven floor, and the room was cold and dark, and by the dim light he could see his wand lying on the floor not far away.

Magic wand!

Ron struggled forward, and just as he stood up, there was a great pain in his ankle, and he screamed in pain and fell to the cold ground again.

Slowly crawling two steps forward, holding the wand in his hand, feeling the cordiality of the blood connection, the panic in Ron's heart calmed down a little.

【Fluorescent scintillation】

The tip of his wand lit up softly, and Ron sat up, surveyed his ankles, and removed his socks, only to realize that they were swollen.

Apparently it was just when it fell.

How so?

One second they were still cheering, and everyone was shouting happily in the intercom, celebrating that they had found a way out, but the next second, the floor suddenly cracked.

The huge suction force caught everyone off guard and fell directly into the endless abyss.

The sea enveloped them, and Ron only remembered that he seemed to have hit something, and he fainted in front of his eyes.

He touched his head with a wry smile, there was also a lump there, it should be an impact.

What about everyone? Where are the others?

By the way, the intercom, Ron's heart floated a trace of happiness, fortunately there was a intercom, he skillfully pressed the intercom, and asked eagerly:

"Harry! Hermione! Neville! Where are you? ”

But the intercom is rustling except for some strange noises.

How so?

Ron only felt as if his heart had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and the colder and colder around him made him shiver.

After trying for a long time, he had to admit a frustrating fact, the intercom was broken.

This discovery sent Ron's otherwise stable mood into an endless panic again, and he sat on the ground, pale and somewhat overwhelmed.

During his years at school, he had become accustomed to finding friends when he needed to think, and once he lost his friends, Ron felt that he didn't even know what to do next.

After a while, the fear subsided, and little by little, the courage of the Weasleys seeped through their bones.

He gritted his teeth and dragged his legs to his feet, raised his wand, and limped towards the door not far away.

Always do something.

Neville leaned lightly over the stone sword with a single step, and his body shook as he placed his arms on the statue's arms, surging with power, carrying the stone's tremendous forward power.

With a crunch, the stone man's arms were twisted off, the red light in its eyes dimmed, and its whole body shook and slammed on the floor.

Neville frowned, there were already several broken bodies of stonemen lying behind him, these heavy, weapon-wielding stonemen posed no threat to Neville.

But. Where are the friends?

Who would have thought that the floor would suddenly shatter when they were happy, and I am afraid that it was at that time that everyone dispersed.

Pressing the button on the intercom, Neville cautiously did not speak, but lightly tapped his index finger on the intercom a few times, making a clicking sound.

He was answered by the rustling of the intercom.

Still unanswered, a hint of gloom flashed between Neville's brows, but it quickly dissipated, a gesture he had repeated many times.

It's just another failure.

He looked at the room in front of him and felt that this was the real labyrinth, similar rooms, long corridors, and each room could lead to another corridor and room.

Rough stone slabs, dark and damp environments, and monsters lurking everywhere.

Pursing his lips, Neville's state of mind gradually calmed down, the first twelve years of his life were not without gain, at least Neville felt that there were few things that he could no longer accept.

After leaving his direction and signature on the wall with his wand, Neville collected his mood and once again embarked on an unknown journey.

[Blazing]!

Hermione's wand erupted into a bright blazing fire, and a humanoid monster with pale skin and gray eyes in front of her was instantly lit into a giant torch.

It screamed and struggled to retreat, but the flames grew brighter and brighter.

Hermione's little face was illuminated by the firelight, and she panted and took advantage of this opportunity to catch her breath for a while, how could there be a Yin corpse here?

He took out sealed parchment paper and charcoal from his waist bag and sketched his road map on it by the light of the fire.

Because of the action of the Yin Corpse, the firelight is always flickering and dimming, and the grumpy little witch impatiently took out her wand to fix the Yin Corpse, and the audience couldn't help but shudder.

No, there was no pattern, and Hermione's delicate eyebrows furrowed together.

She pressed the intercom again, tapping her index finger lightly.

After a while, Hermione sighed, and the Yin corpse was finally burned, leaving only a disgusting black ash, leaving a mark on the wall with her wand, and setting off into the unknown again.

“Ex~pecto—— Patronum”

Bright stars erupted from the tip of Harry's wand like the dawn.

A deer with big horns stepped gently out of the silver light with graceful steps.

It lowered its head and rubbed Harry's head affectionately.

Harry also pressed the deer's forehead and whispered:

"You go ahead and find my friends, and if you find them, bring them with you."

The bighorn deer nodded, and with a light jump, each beating would give birth to a little ripple of silver light under his feet, and in just a few vertical jumps, he disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Harry let out a sigh of relief, drying his clothes with his wand, looking around for a while, finding a dry place to try to calm his panic.

All that's left to do is wait.

"Ding"

Malfoy flicked a golden Galleon, which tumbled in the air with a dazzling sheen, landing on the ground with a crisp sound.

After bouncing a few times, he lay on the ground very eye-catching, and neatly left a direction mark with his wand next to Garon.

Well. Even if the others hadn't noticed, Weasley would have seen Gareon

Malfoy glanced back, and in every room he passed, at every intersection, lay a yellow-orange-orange gold Galleon.

With a hint of disdain in my smile, I couldn't believe it, there could be more rooms and junctions here than my Galleons?

As the head of the team's logistics department and warehouse with a small satchel with him, he can even light a fire for himself in this alone situation, change into comfortable clothes, and take out a flashlight to light the way forward.

There was still no response from the intercom, most likely broken.

Let's find a teammate first

Malfoy had a hunch that the ruins above were just a façade, the real second level

It's here!

With a bubble head charm on his head, Cedric walked cautiously down the dark aisle, and although there was no water here, he was also the oldest and most stable presence in the group.

The wand has a faint light on it, not bright, because too much light can anger something.

The left hand has been pressed on the intercom, and every once in a while he taps gently with his index finger.

Although the only thing that responded to him was a rustle with a cacophony, he was not discouraged.

He has always been very patient.

Suddenly, a silver light appeared to light up at the corner of the passage in the distance, and he immediately extinguished his wand, crouched on the ground, and watched carefully.

Then he saw a bighorn deer composed of silver light walking towards him with graceful steps, and the light seemed to dispel fear and bring warmth.

Cedric let out a long sigh of relief and a smile on his face, and he straightened up and strode up.

"Harry!"

The crowd was going crazy, and everyone was doing well when they woke up underground at Hogwarts.

They are not sitting still, even in an absolute predicament, they are still trying to get out of it in their own way.

Especially when Harry's Patronus appeared, the audience suddenly erupted in applause and cheers.

Another Patronus of the Flesh! And it looks like it's not far from activation!

Ludo Bagman watched the wonderful performance of the local players, and his smiling eyes narrowed together:

"Remarkable! Amazing Hogwarts Warriors! Their performance was unexpected.

This shows that the results in the first round are not luck, they have the strength! ”

Only Da Sival felt that there was something wrong with this world, and the patron saint, who was originally rare to see, was now like a potato who didn't want money.

Or did a sudden and terrifying thought pop into his mind, could it be that the students of Hogwarts were really so good?

Is there such a big gap between Castrobusher and Hogwarts?

The performance of the Hogwarts Warriors was so good from start to finish, compared to their own students.

"It looks like Zhang is number one again – he's already coming out."

Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Da Xival collected his emotions and looked at the curtain.

Sure enough, without Dumbledore's carefully set up mechanism, the labyrinth constructed by the ruins on the ground alone could not hinder Zhang Xiao at all.

The little wizard had reached the other end of the square, only one step away from the end.

Zhang Xiao looked at the scene in front of him, which was completely different from the buildings he had seen, and the huge square seemed to be some kind of dividing line.

In front of him stood a magnificent complex of buildings, high above the sky, which had to be approached by stepping on one staircase after another, as if it were a sacred place where the gods of mythology lived.

At the front of the building is a huge statue with a bare upper body, almost perfect muscles, and a huge trident in its hand, which is still dazzlingly shiny even after thousands of years.

What caught Zhang Xiao's attention the most was the horse he was riding, which was also extremely expressive, like a living creature, raising its front hooves with its head raised and neighing, but the back half of its body became something similar to the flow of water.

What is it?

Water barrier?

At this moment, the golden egg in the Qiankun bag suddenly flew out by itself, the projection appeared, a red dot appeared on the ground, and the map on the projection slowly rotated to adjust the viewing angle.

At the same time, something like a small figure appears at the edge of the map.

Zhang Xiao's heart floated with a hint of realization, it seemed that he had come to the place shown in the map, and the red dot was his goal.

After looking around the buildings in front of you, there is a tall bell tower next to the gorgeous palace, and a tall lighthouse behind the palace, as well as buildings such as temples.

This is the heart of the city, and in front of the square is the living and commercial district, where the warriors aim to do so.

Zhang Xiao's feet were slightly forced, and the whole person swam towards the stairs.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the prosperity and prosperity of this place.

The water trembled, and the sky above the palace was sprinkled with aurora-like colored light on the golden roof of the palace, shimmering with a misty light, as if the whole palace was shrouded in a layer of mysterious light.

Time seemed to freeze in this gorgeous palace, and to Zhang Xiao's surprise, the seaweed and silt that covered the buildings before were completely gone.

It's like someone cleaning it every day.

He was a little nervous, mainly because he didn't know what other strange things Dumbledore would use as a test for the third level.

In short, there is no big mistake in being careful, and when you walk into the palace with such a mood, your eyes suddenly open up, and it is really dark under the sea, but it is still bright here, and you will be greeted by a spacious and bright hall.

The high vaulted ceiling is painted with exquisite murals, depicting something incomprehensible, and Zhang Xiao always feels a bit like a myth when he looks at it.

The floor of the hall is covered with smooth marble, reflecting a soft light.

Delicate sculptures and ornate tapestries adorn the palace, reflecting the extraordinary taste of the palace.

After passing through the antechamber and finally arriving at the main hall, he saw at a glance the end of the main hall, the throne of gold cast on a high platform.

It's just that his expression is a little bitter, because this empty main hall is densely packed with 'soldiers', and just looking at their exquisite armor and weapons in their hands, he can conclude that they are not at all the same level as the skeleton soldiers he encountered before.

Praetorian Guard! The Praetorian Guards of the Arch Guard!

What's more, the Lightning Strike Wood Wand didn't move at all.

Isn't it something like the spooky thing with the skeletons? How can this be fought!

In a trance, Zhang Xiao thought that he had come to the No. 1 pit of the Terracotta Warriors!

A rough look at the past shows that the number is definitely over a thousand.

His arrival seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism, and the statue-like soldiers opened their eyes, revealing a scarlet glow.

At this moment, Zhang Xiao only felt that the back of his hand was hot and scary, and the rune obtained by defeating the stone statue before shone brightly, and suddenly broke away and floated in the water.

"Boom!"

The Praetorian Guards suddenly took a neat step, they raised their heads to look at the runes, and then at Zhang Xiao.

He drew his weapon and fell to one knee with his sword, as if to greet his king.

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

I forgot to say it yesterday.,The one who rents a murderous house in Japan is a very good relationship with the author.,We're all in a small group.,It's the one who writes about the dragon clan.,That's what he said.。

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