Lawrence took a deep breath as he looked at the door that had been pushed open, and stepped in,

"Uh, how could they pass this level so quickly?" Lawrence said puzzledly as he looked at the three-headed dog in good condition.

"Roar!" The roar roared down with the three-headed dog's claws.

"The opening remarks are the same as last time?" Lawrence mumbled, naturally waving his wand with his right hand, an invisible barrier blocked the claws, and then another familiar fireball.

"Do you dare to change some tricks?" Lawrence sent out a series of water columns to block the fireball, and a large amount of water vapor engulfed a person and a dog.

"Uh... this time, I'm very watery?" Lawrence's face changed slightly after he was a little confused, "Damn it!"

Lawrence waved his wand in time to clear the water around him. In the next second, all the water on the outer layer formed into ice cones and flew towards him.

"Oh! Merlin." Lawrence swung over and avoided the first three ice cones, and then he waved his wand and bounced several times in the air, smashing the ice cones into pieces.

"Roar!" The three-headed dog roared again, spitting out venomous saliva at Lawrence.

"Oh my God, how do you control your three heads?" Lawrence asked. He found that he had misjudged the difficulty of the three-headed dog. He directed the ice crystals on the ground to fly up from the ground, forming pieces of ice shields to block the three-headed dog's saliva. A hissing burning sound came from the ice shield. Obviously, saliva was corrosive, (Note 1)

The three-headed dog finally lost its patience and rushed forward. Lawrence quickly lowered his head and pounced forward, escaping from a gap between the three-headed dog's paws, but just hit something.

"Huh? Why are there harp here?" Lawrence was puzzled. He suddenly remembered the myth of Muggle, and then widened his eyes, "It's not that simple, right?"

He plucked the strings casually, and the three-headed dog began to sway. After a few more tweets, it closed its eyes and fell to the ground.

"So there is such a method, no wonder they pass so quickly." Lawrence was speechless, his robe was filled with tiny burn marks and corroded holes. "I thought this dog had been slaughtered by Voldemort."

He waved his wand and let the harp play by himself, and then opened the trap door,

"It's so dark." Lawrence said, and threw out a ball of fire. The fireball flew down for a short distance and disappeared.

"How is this?" He shot out a blue rope with his wand, tied the portal door, and moved down carefully. He knew that it had not been much distance yet, and the rope suddenly disappeared, "Ah──"

"...I must complain...Whoever eliminates magic like this." Lawrence Cheng fell to the ground in a large shape - it was on the Devil's Net, "Oh! Merlin! Devil's Net!"

Lawrence screamed and fired a few flames to repel the Devil's Net.

"Hell," Lawrence looked at the torn sleeves and hem without tears.

"Are you blocking people or taking off your clothes?" Lawrence complained and walked down the slope. When he reached the end of the passage, he came to a wide room with bright lights with tall vaults and the shiny keys in the sky waving their wings.

"Do you have to test your vision after taking off your clothes?" Lawrence murmured to himself. He noticed a blue key floating weakly in the air, "But this may be the easiest level."

Lawrence issued a scarlet spell, and shot clearly at a key that could hardly fly in the air. The key that came to block was easily bounced away by the spell.

"Catch you... Oh no!" The spell grabbed the key accurately, and Lawrence pulled down. At this time, the key in the sky flew down towards Lawrence frantically.

"No. I want to take off my clothes and clothes again!" Lawrence roared after being attacked by the key a few times. He threw out a barrier spell and rushed towards the old oak door. After he opened the wooden door, the key finally couldn't fly.

"Ahhh! I want to complain!" Lawrence was a little crazy and touched the robe where the holes were poked out.

Seeing the keys in the sky seemingly brewing a second wave of attacks, Lawrence hurried into the dark room.

"Uh... it seems to be getting slutty?"

As he stepped into the room, he found himself standing next to a huge chess board, and the black and white blocks on the chess board light up one after another, and he also saw a figure lying on the side of the chess board, that was Ron,

"Is Ron okay? But have I finally caught up with me?" Lawrence said in a silence. "I hate this kind of trigger-type contract magic the most."

"It seems a bit difficult to hit it?" After carefully examining the mysterious patterns on the chessboard, he gave up the idea of ​​forcing it out.

"If I force myself, will they let the soldiers change and turn into the queen and take off my clothes?" Lawrence said suspiciously, and he was a little nervous by a series of levels that destroyed his clothes. (Note 2)

"Let me do it." He patted the black king's hand holding the sword and said, and the black king took the crown on his head with one hand, jumped out of the chessboard with a touch, and inserted the black sword from the other hand outside the chessboard, (Note 3)

The game of chess was not very difficult. Although playing chess was not what he was good at, Lawrence successfully forced the white king to death after sacrificing two bishops, a castle and a knight. The remaining chess pieces of the other party bowed and retreated.

Lawrence confirmed that Ron had nothing to do and continued to move forward. After entering the next room, the mountain monster's pungent smell made him frown. After he opened the next door, he ran into Hermione who was about to return through the purple flame.

"Oh! Hermione...No, wait a moment, Harry!" Lawrence saw Harry fall into the black flame, but he wanted to stop him, but he was one step too late.

"Oh! Lawrence, we've been looking for you all day today." Hermione shouted, "Professor McGonagall refuses to believe us..."

"Wait first," Lawrence interrupted her, "You are not facing Snape, but Quirrell and Voldemort."

"We have thought that we might face a mysterious man," Hermione shrank when she heard Voldemort's name, "Harry wants me to return and write to Dumbledore."

"You know it's Voldemort who is coming?" Lawrence said in surprise. "Should you say you are brave or crazy?"

"Oh, stop talking about that name," said Hermione. "Why is Professor Quirrell? Wasn't Snape the one who attacked Harry in Quidditch?"

"After I chanted the protection spell, I found that someone was protecting Harry." Lawrence told her, "Think about what you did before attacking Snape?"

"I think about it, I saw you chanting a spell, and then passed the aisle... Oh my god..." Hermione recalled with her eyes closed, then opened her eyes again, looking at Lawrence in disbelief and said, "I knocked Professor Quirrell down before I cast a blue flame at Snape."

"Then I think it might be Snape who protects Harry," said Lawrence. "Now, please tell me why you know it's Voldemort?"

"When we were working in the Forbidden Forest Service," Hermione said. "The men saved Harry, and said that the mysterious people were hunting unicorns and drinking their blood."

"I get it," said Lawrence, picking up the riddle on the table:

Danger comes first and safety comes later, and two of us can lend a helping hand to you.

But you have to drink them first,

Among the seven, one forward, one backward, two nettle wine, and three were killers, hiding in the team and waiting quietly.

Choose unless you want to stay here forever.

To help you, here are four clues:

First, no matter how slippery the poison is, you always walk to the left of nettle wine;

Secondly, the contents in the bottles on both sides of the left and right are different, and if you want to move on, they won’t be your friends;

Third, as you can see, the seven bottles are different, but neither giant nor dwarf, there is no death waiting;

Fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right at first glance are completely different, but after tasting them, you will find that they are unique.

(Note 4)

"So you solved the mystery." Lawrence glanced over the cup on the table, picked up the smallest empty cup and said, "I originally wanted to stop you."

"It may be not... a mysterious person, right?" Hermione said with a trembling voice, "If it were Quirrell, Harry might be able to stop it for a while..."

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so optimistic." Lawrence said, "Qillow was probably possessed by Voldemort."

"What should I do?" Hermione looked at the empty cup in Lawrence's hand anxiously, "The potion is gone, how can it pass?"

"I don't know." Lawrence was at a loss. He looked at Hermione and said, "You go back and send a letter to...Dumbledore?"

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione noticed that Lawrence's tone was a bit weird.

"I received this on Christmas." Lawrence took out the hazel liquid and small notes sealed with wax. Although Lawrence experienced various undressing attacks on the way, the small tube of potion was still intact. "I think you will have a chance to use this year. Happy Christmas. "I think this is Dumbledore's Christmas gift?"

"No, are you crazy?" Hermione shouted, "You want to drink something of unknown origin?"

"This magic fire will not kill hermione." Lawrence said calmly, "If the potion is invalid, I will be seriously injured at most. As long as you find Dumbledore or other professors in time, I will be saved."

"Even if that's the case, you can't stop the mysterious man." Hermione said excitedly, "We thought it was just Snape, but now it's different."

"I think Voldemort is so weak that he needs to use unicorn blood to survive." Lawrence calmly analyzed, "I think if Voldemort and Quirrell are just like this, I can block it for a while."

"Why are you and Harry like this?" Hermione's lips were trembling. Lawrence was surprised to see tears flashing in Hermione's brown eyes.

"Different, I have some chance of winning, you don't." Lawrence opened the wax sealed medicine tube, raised his head and drank it, and shivered. "Even if it's just Kiro or Snape, you can't stop it, right?" (Note 5)

Hermione did not refute, but was considered accusation. All teachers and students at Hogwarts knew that Lawrence of Gryffindor was known. Luo Fande is an extraordinary little wizard, unable to judge by common sense.

"I'm over." Lawrence said and stepped into the black magic fire. "The faster you move, the safer we will be."

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Note 1: Well, the three-headed dog in the original work has no chance of performing at all. He has no other record except biting Snape, so he has to let him play with the protagonist (not mistaken).

Note 2: The rules of chess, a soldier can become any soldier except the king.

Note 3: The safest position for chess is the king, right? In order to win, all chess pieces may be sacrificed, and only the king must be preserved. I was surprised that none of the three of them chose the king.

Note 4: I like paragraphs with riddles very much. I hope I don’t mind when I put them in. The paragraph content is translated by the Taiwanese version, and I simplified the paragraph "One forward, one backward, two nettle wines" which I think is more concise and powerful.

Note 5: Lawrence looked down on the author's integrity so much that he had never thought about it (what should I think?). If he had asked him to get the bento here, the book would be finished~ (mistakes)
Chapter completed!