Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Browder had a headache.

What should I do with twins?

[The Emerald Key] Although it is also a sacred artifact, the people watching Hogwarts now, except for Autumn, Browder does not want anyone to know.

Then don't explain what happened to him just now?

But the twins will definitely think about it!

The appearance that Browder appeared out of thin air just now cannot be explained by the transfer of house elf or apparition.

After all, although the twins love to play a little bit, they are never stupid.

If they were stupid, Browder wouldn't want them to be the store manager.

So between the electric light and flint, Browder decided...no explanation!

"You..." Browder grumbled, "Why are you here now!"

The twins were startled. The two people thought about it at the same time, didn't Browder ask what they saw just now?

If so, then it should not be "evaporated".

It is really gratifying, gratifying and congratulating.

But even so, the twins decided to never tell what they had just seen.

No, what did we see just now? Isn't it the same as usual, enter the responsive room and see Browder learning magic here?

The twins decided to play stupid... Anyway, they usually play stupid, and nothing special.

To Browder’s question, George answered faster, "Browder, you don’t know! Something big happened outside! In the entire Hogwarts Castle, the standing knight armors are alive! They went back and forth. Patrolling in the corridors doesn’t want to give us a way to escape.”

Browder curiously asked, "Since there is no way to escape, how did you get to the responsive room now?"

Fred continued, "Isn't this our natural dexterity? Those knight armors can't catch up with us."

"and……"

"It seems that not all the knight armors have come alive. Before I came in just now, I found that the knight armors on the eighth floor didn't move much."

Listening to the twins' remarks, Browder had some guesses in his mind.

This should have activated Hogwarts' emergency preparedness.

It's just that now the principal...should be away.

The other two deans were knocked out by themselves, so the remaining two deans were unable to direct all the items.

So... this matter is not yet the most tense moment!

After thinking about this, Browder waved his hand to the twins, "Then you should go back to the dormitory as soon as possible! Be careful that after waking up during the day, a professor visited and couldn't find you and asked you to drop out!"

The twins thought about it and thought it was really possible, so they were anxious, "But we can't get out!"

"If we go out, we will definitely be caught by the knight armor on the way back to Hogwarts."

"Then definitely drop out!"

"Ahhh, we are so fateful!"

The twins were crying together. He even squeezed out a drop or two of cat urine.

Yo! The acting skills are getting longer! Both!

In order to understand their efforts, Browder helped them.

Browder called Cobb over, grabbed one in one hand, and threw them back to their dormitory.

It's not worrying.

...

Harry and the others were trapped.

After the wizard chess level, there is a giant monster... This giant monster is a bit bigger than the ordinary giant monster, and can lose the king of giant monsters!

But it was easy for Harry and the others to pass this level, because the king of trolls had already been knocked out.

A swelling about a quarter the size of the head of the king of monsters swelled on his head, which was very small compared to his body.

It hurts to look at it!

But thanks to the people in the past, they can go straight ahead!

Then there is the next room.

As soon as Harry and the others passed the threshold, a fire burned at the entrance behind them-it was no ordinary fire, because it was purple.

At the same time, a black fire ignited suddenly at the door leading to the front.

They are trapped in the middle of this room!

Uneasy Harry and the others tried the temperature of the flame with the things they carried... Anyway, both sides were burnt to ashes, and humans would definitely be unable to pass without a solution!

The method passed is in the middle of the room.

There are seven potions of different sizes.

Almost after seeing these potions, Harry Hermione and Draco were able to determine who set up this room.

Professor Snape!

Harry and the others looked for it and found a way through.

There is a paragraph written in the middle of the potion bottle, or it is a puzzle, as long as the answer is correct, you can find two bottles from the seven potions and use them again-one bottle can make people go through the black flame and move on, one The bottle allows people to pass through the purple flame and return to the previous room.

All three people are very interested in such puzzles.

Hermione was sure she could find it, and Harry was confident because of the similar logic problem in the Browder puzzle last time.

Draco started to compete with this question because Hermione said, "Most wizards have no logic."

Draco vowed to find the answer before Hermione and Harry.

But while Draco was still reviewing the question and was about to write, Hermione had already calculated it mentally.

She just read the questions a few more times, and then muttered to herself at the potions, and it was done.

Draco was completely shocked.

Pointing to the answer she found, Hermione said, "The smallest bottle will make us look for the magic stone through the black flame!"

Harry looked at the vial. "There is only one person in it,"

He said. "Almost not even a bite is enough to swallow. So which bottle will let people go back through the purple flame?"

So Hermione pointed to the round bottle on the far right.

The three of them looked at each other.

"I'm going!" Harry picked up the smallest bottle. "I must go!"

Hermione and Draco glanced at each other and nodded slightly.

"You drank it," Harry pointed to the round bottle, "Listen to me, go back quickly and save Ron. Then, grab the broom in the spoon room, then go through the hole in the ground and the three-headed dog It's not difficult. Then, immediately go to the Owl House and send Hedwig to Dumbledore. We need his help. Because I might stop Snape for a while, but I am definitely not his opponent."

It might not be Professor Snape... Draco thought, but didn't say it this time.

There was a terrible horror that he might die when he entered, and Draco realized that he was still not as simple as Harry... Really wanted to give his life for justice, Draco hesitated.

"But Harry, what if YouKnowWho is with him?" Draco asked Harry.

"It doesn't matter. I was lucky once, didn't I? Maybe I'm lucky again this time!" Harry said, pointing to the scar on his forehead.

Hermione's lips were shaking, and suddenly she dashed forward and hugged Harry.

"Hermione!" Harry stretched out both hands in fright, like a surrender.

"Harry, did you know that you are a great wizard!" Hermione said flushed.

"I can't match you." Harry said embarrassedly after she let go of him.

"Me?" Hermione shouted. "Only by books and some cleverness! I now know that there are more important things than these-friendship and courage. Oh! Harry, be careful!"

"You drink first," Harry said. "Are you sure this is not poison?"

"Absolutely sure!" Hermione said as she drank half of the wine in the round bottle.

Even so, Hermione shuddered immediately.

"Isn't it poison?" Harry asked nervously.

"No, but it's like ice water." Hermione's neck seemed to freeze, and she exhaled a handful of heat visible to the naked eye.

Draco took a look, gritted his teeth, and drank the rest.

It's really cold!

"Quick, go home before the medicine disappears!" Harry said.

"I wish you luck—be careful!" Hermione and Draco were supporting their discomfort, but they couldn't help but say their last words to Harry.

"Go!" Harry said, pointing to the purple flame.

Hermione and Draco finally turned around and walked out of the purple flame without looking back.

Harry took a deep breath, then picked up the smallest bottle and stared at the black flame.

"I'm here!" Harry said, raising his head and taking a sip of the wine.

That wine fruit really flows like ice water in the blood.

Harry put down the bottle and walked forward.

Being burned to his body by the black flame, Harry couldn't help closing his eyes.

He could lick his body with some flames, but he couldn't feel the extremely hot fire at all.

For a while, there was only a black fire in front of Harry.

Then Harry finally walked to the opposite side—to the last room.

And there, as Harry expected, there was already a person—but it was not Snape, nor YouKnowWho!

He didn't face Harry, but it was obvious who he was when he saw his back.

The purple robe is ridiculously wrapped in a roll of cloth.

This outfit was ridiculous, but it made Harry feel trembling all over here now.

"Odd, Quirrell?" Harry said without holding back. "How is it possible? How could it be you?"

Quirrell was smiling, but his facial muscles didn't move at all.

"It's me," Quirrell said flatly, "I wondered if I could meet you here, Potter."

"But, I thought it was Snape..."

"Snape?" Quirrell smiled again.

But it was not the usual loud laughter, but sharp and cold, which made Harry very strange.

"Yes, Snape is indeed doubtful. It's really useful to have him distracting like a mouse. Without him, who would doubt Ke, Ke, pitiful, knotty, stammering, silly Chiloe, professor? "

Quirrell pretended to be weak and stuttered again, and he was completely two people like the previous one.

Harry could not accept this fact. Although Draco had heard of Snape's defense, the prejudice in Harry's heart had made Harry unable to accept that Snape was not a bad person.

Because all this is a coincidence.

"But Snape once wanted to kill me!" Harry didn't know who he was trying to convince, still quibbling.

"No, no. I wanted to kill you. Your friend Miss Granger accidentally knocked me down when she set fire to Snape in that Quidditch game... I'll take a few more seconds. I got you off the broom, but Snape chanted an anti-curse at this moment and saved you!" Quirrell was murderous.

"Snape is going to save me?" Harry panicked... he couldn't figure out why even he wanted to break his head.

"Of course, or why should he be a referee in your next game? He is to prevent me from having a chance to start." Quirrell said coldly, "Huh! That's funny."

"In fact, he didn't need to do this at all, because Dumbledore was watching and I didn't dare to do anything at all. Everyone thought Snape was blocking Gryffindor from winning, and he was unpopular for that... What a waste of time! No matter what, I can still kill you tonight."

Before he finished his words, Quirrell just flicked his fingers, and a rope suddenly appeared next to Harry, tying Harry firmly.

Quirrell, who thought he was winning, suddenly committed the ultimate villain...too many words!

"You are too nosy, Potter. You walked around the campus on Halloween. You must have seen me. I was checking what was guarding the stone."

"Did you let the troll come out?" Harry was struggling because he was tied into a dumpling.

"Of course." Quirrell nodded proudly, but suddenly became gloomy. "But when everyone was running around looking for it, Snape had already suspected me. He went straight to the third floor to find me. , It’s a pity that my troll was solved without even touching you, and even the three-headed dog didn’t tear Snape’s leg. What a pity!"

Harry suddenly wanted to laugh when he thought of the monster that had been knocked out by Qiu-senpai.

He could think of this at this time, and Harry thought he must be an idiot.

"Well, Potter, wait for me quietly. I'm going to look at this interesting mirror." Quirrell did not attack Harry, but provided Harry with important information.

Only then did Harry find a large framed mirror behind Quirrell. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The Mirror of Eris!

Oh my God, it turned out to be the last prop set by Dumbledore.

"This mirror is the key to finding the Sorcerer's Stone," Quirrell murmured as he walked around the frame. "I'm sure Dumbledore can provide some clues... It's a pity that he is still in London now, and waits until he comes back. I've already gone far..."

All Harry could do now was to ask Quirrell to speak as much as possible, and don't let him focus on studying the mirror.

Harry talked to Quirrell, and Quirrell would say to Harry unexpectedly... Maybe it was because he had been too cautious this year. Now that Quirrell felt that he was finally free, he finally had more words.

With that said, Harry also knew that Snape didn't deal with him when he was at school with his dad... finally understood why Snape was hostile to him.

But why should he protect himself?

Harry still couldn't guess.

But after talking to Quirrell, Harry felt his scar hurt more and more.

Then Harry heard Quirrell saying that his master was punishing him for doing bad things every day.

"Can you meet Voldemort every day?" Harry was shocked.

"Of course!" Quirrell said with respect to his master.

But at the same moment, another voice sounded on Quirrell.

"Do you want to see me? Harry Potter?"

Harry's hair stood erect as if he had heard it in his soul.

Quirrell seemed to lose consciousness suddenly, and the scarf behind his head began to fall off.

After falling completely, Quirrell's head suddenly turned 180 degrees.

Quirrell, die!

Keke, just kidding!

It was another face that appeared in front of Harry!

"Harry... Potter!"