Chapter 72: Courage (modified)

However, not long after they rushed into the group of colorful vortex-like keys, Alan was already excitedly holding a key and swooping to the door, inserting the big silver key with its wings down into the keyhole, hard. With a twist and a click, the door lock was opened! The key flew out of the keyhole in an instant and slipped away. It was caught twice in a row and looked haggard.
　　 Hermione landed with cheers and tried to stroke the tousled hair that had been messed up by the flight, but a few seconds later she gave up and quickly followed her companion who had reached the door.
　　 Allen pushed open the door, and the second room was completely dark and there was nothing to see. But just as they stepped in, the room was suddenly brightly lit, illuminating a shocking scene.
　　 They were standing on the edge of a huge chess board, with black chess pieces in front of them. Those chess pieces were taller than them, and they seemed to be carved out of black stones. At the other end of the room, facing them were some white chess pieces. Harry, Ron, and Hermione trembled with fright—there were no features on the faces of the towering white chess pieces.
　　 "What should I do now?" Harry whispered.
　　 "It's not obvious yet?" Ron said, "We have to play chess to get to the end of the room."
　　 They saw a door behind the white chess piece.
　　 "How do I move?" Hermione asked nervously.
"In my opinion, we must act as chess pieces. This level is covered by me." After Ron was determined to be a wizard chess, he was already confident that he did not need luck. His biggest entertainment when he was a child was with his grandfather. Septimus Weasley played wizard chess, because his family gave the children almost enough pocket money and even snacks, let alone the more expensive toys.
Alan, who wanted to step in again in advance, had to shrug when he saw this. He actually played well with the intelligence wizard. In addition, he wanted to test if he could directly destroy the opposite chess piece to see if he could pass the level directly, but he saw Ron’s state. His performance in the Goblet of Fire, Allen decided to let him rarely show his specialty.
　　 Ron really is good at playing magic chess, and he quickly got a tie with this invisible opponent. In the end, even if there was an extra Allen, he still sacrificed himself at the end and guaranteed the final victory. Halfway through, Harry was worried about Ron and almost moved at will, ruining his last victory, but fortunately he was steady in Ron's roar.
　　 Following the trembling Harry, he moved three spaces to the left. King White took off the crown from his head and threw it at Harry's feet. They won...The white pawns bowed back and gave way so that they could walk to that door smoothly.
"Hermione, I don’t know what else to face next. But Ron obviously needs treatment. You take Ron back first, grab two broomsticks from the room where the keys are flying, they will carry you through the trapdoor, from Pass by Lu Wei. Then you go directly to the shack where the owl lives, and send Hedwig to deliver the letter to Dumbledore. We need him to help." Harry told Hermione clearly and methodically, which made Ai Lun looked at him with admiration.
　　 "But, Harry, if it's Snape, can you two fight?" Hermione asked worriedly.
　　 "Of course we can't...it's possible we can't, but we can at least delay it for a while." Harry knew that Allen was very strong, but he was a professor after all, he was a little uncertain.
　　 "If you can't beat it, we need you to send a letter to Dumbledore as soon as possible so that we can be rescued in time." Alan smiled and encouraged Hermione to help her straighten her hair with a wand.
　　Hermione hugged Harry, hesitated a little, and also hugged Alan. "Good luck to you." Hermione said no more, and turned to leave. This is a courage and reason. She knew that the sooner Dumbledore was called back, the more likely it was that Harry and Allen would be safe. , So she didn't want to waste time on useless disputes.
Ellen and Harry stopped delaying, rushed through the door, and walked along the next corridor. "We have passed Professor Sprout’s mechanism, that is the devil’s net; the one who enchanted those keys must be Professor Flitwick; Professor McGonagall deformed the chess pieces to make them alive; there are only the levels set by Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape."
　　 They came to a door again. Harry pushed the door open. There was a disgusting smell, and they had to lift their clothes to block their noses. The eyes of the two of them were also smoked with tears. Through the blurry tears, they saw a troll, larger than the one Harry and the others had competed last time, lying motionless on the floor in front of them, unconscious. , There is a big lump on his head.
　　 "Great, we don't need to fight this troll." Harry whispered. They stepped carefully over the thick legs of the monster. "Go, I can't breathe."
　　 He opened the next door, Professor Snape's level. As soon as the two crossed the threshold, a flame rose up behind them, sealing the doorway. This flame is unusual: it is purple. At the same time, a black flame burst from the door leading to the front. They are trapped in the middle. After carefully observing the room, they confirmed that there was nothing terrible here, only a table with seven bottles of various shapes arranged on it. Although Allen did not remember which bottle was the antidote in the original book, it did not prevent him from finding the correct answer-the smallest bottle.
　　 The remaining potion in this humble little bottle is so pitiful, probably only enough to pass through the flames by one person.
　　 Harry grabbed the bottle, UU Reading www.uukahnshu.com poured the potion into his mouth.
　　 "Ellen, you have already paid a lot on this journey, let me face the final difficulty." Harry was calmer than ever.
　　 Allen understood that Harry had chosen to face the difficulties himself. In a short time, life and death choice. Harry really valued friendship. The courage is a Gryffindor, but... Alan didn't plan to drink it himself, he could protect himself from the flames of Snape.
　　 "Harry, what if the mysterious person is inside?" Allen decided Harry had some hints to avoid panicking when he suddenly faced Voldemort inside.
　　 "Well-I had a chance to escape once before, remember?" Harry pointed to the scar on his forehead and said, "I might still be lucky."
　　 "Uh... I can only say that you are a real Gryffindor. Harry, good luck!" Allen couldn't help but smile, and it was Gryffindor who had acted before thinking.
　　 Harry took a deep breath and said goodbye to Alan, and walked straight into the black flame.
Allen wrapped the Miao Miao wizard's robe all over her body and used a freezing fire curse-this is the spell used in special circumstances when the wizard was tortured during the witch hunt. The flame will only cause a slight tingling sensation to the wizard, and it will not really It hurts them, and even some wizards will use it to tease the Muggles for fun.
　　 Now the school no longer teaches this kind of curse that is not available in modern society, but the library in the Ravenclaw common room still preserves the use of this spell.
Then Allen activated the invisibility function and followed through the black flames. Although it was a little thrilling that the hair on his head was burned, this is not an ordinary flame after all, but the protection brought by the spell and wizard robe is also Enough to prevent him from taking more damage.