Although his desire to die was telling Harry to experience the feeling of being beheaded by fate, his reason told him that he could not commit suicide like this.
After picking up the matter of the Philosopher's Stone again, Harry returned to his dormitory and started packing his luggage. This was of course not to catch a train overnight to leave Hogwarts, but to prepare for war.
He stuffed a drop of the ultimate life potion mixed with concentrated centaur herbal spice juice into a capsule. It was much more convenient to hold this life-saving thing in the cheek than to drink it from a bottle. When the fight really started, who knows if he would have the time. Taking drugs restores blood.
The potion of power liberation is not very useful. Unless it is to fight against magical creatures, such potion has little effect. It is not a wise choice to charge and fight the wizard, especially after drinking the potion and temporarily losing the ability to cast spells. ability.
Harry also placed different types of general-purpose antidotes in the most suitable position. Finally, he pulled out his father's invisibility cloak, and the fully armed Harry was ready for the battle.
"Good evening, fat monk."
When Harry was about to leave the common room, he met the ghost of Hufflepuff. Although he was wrapped with two machine gun ammunition belts, the fat monk was indeed the kindest one among the ghosts.
"Ah, it's Harry!" The fat monk smiled and waved to Harry, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I have never seen a child who is so strict with himself. You should pay more attention to rest in the future. If you are tired, It’s not good to be out of shape, and you still have to grow taller.”
"Thank you, but young people can stand it. Look, I just plan to go out for a walk and relax."
"For tomorrow's exam? That's to relax. I wish you good results."
After saying goodbye to the fat monk, Harry paused as he was about to push the door open. Desperate to find any clues about his predecessor, Harry rummaged through the library and even asked Hermione to look up information in the Ravenclaw's small library. But nothing was found.
"Maybe a ghost?"
"Forget it, let's ask him again when we get back."
After pushing the door open and leaving, Harry walked briskly along the corridor stairs to the fourth floor of the castle. After passing the trophy display room, the room guarded by Lu Wei was at the end of the corridor not far away.
"The door is not closed? Or is it unlocked?"
Harry, who had already grasped the handle of the white ivory gun, opened the wooden door. In the dim room, a huge three-headed dog was sleeping soundly. Harry could see no sign of intrusion. The huge dog's head was tilted. Above the basement trap door, the huge snot bubble rose and fell with Lu Wei's breathing, and then exploded with a 'pop'.
"Wake up, wake up, Lu Wei!"
Harry walked up and rubbed the dog's head, shaking Lu Wei from his sleep. The confused dog raised his eyelids, and then yawned lazily.
"Wangwu?"
After discovering that he was woken up by a little bean, Lu Wei suddenly woke up. He subconsciously wanted to fulfill his duty and drive the little guy out, but he smelled a familiar smell on Harry's body.
"Ooooooooooooo, bah bah bah!"
Lu Wei, who was covering his nose with his front paws, let out a strange scream. He twisted his hips and turned around, revealing his severely injured waist. Now that the wound has completely healed, there are no traces of injury. He looked at the dog again. There was a look of fear and resistance, and Harry probably figured out why.
"Dalang. No, it's a big dog. It's time to drink medicine~"
Harry took out the powerful healing potion from his arms and unscrewed the bottle cap. This potion, which was 100% hand-made by Snape, was definitely a life-saving thing, but the subtle smell emitted moment.
Lu Wei shook his head with tears in his eyes and let out a pitiful whimper.
Lu Wei, who was so frightened that he shrank into the corner, had a determined expression on his three dog heads that said, "I choose death." This potion, which even dogs don't drink, is the natural enemy of all carbon-based creatures, especially the magical creatures with the sense of smell. To put it bluntly, this thing is 10,000 times scarier than a septic tank.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Looking at Harry who was constantly approaching him, Lu Wei, who was completely panicked, had a look of despair on his face. Just when he was about to close his eyes and open them and be a good dog in his next life, Harry screwed on the The lid of the terrible potion.
"Wow?" (I don't need to drink this stuff anymore?)
"Woof woof woof!" (Hahaha, I don't have to die, hahahahaha!)
Harry, who couldn't understand dog language at all, looked at Lu Wei who was looking silly and confused. Was this dog scared? Could it be that the Godfather is more cunning than I thought?
"Lu Wei." Harry reached out and patted Lu Wei's silly head, "Hagrid asked me to bring you something."
"Woof?"
"Here, this is the teddy bear you had to hold and chew its head on when you were a kid. Hagrid found its missing head, so he sewed it up and asked me to bring it to you."
An old teddy bear that was extremely small for the three-headed dog Luwei was held in Harry's hand. After seeing this thing, Luwei's eyes suddenly went straight. It smelled of it and Hagrid. , it will never admit its mistake.
After carefully clamping the mini bear between his claws, Lu Wei, who narrowed his eyes, seemed very relaxed. He lay back on the ground again, seeming to be reminded of the days when he was held in Hagrid's arms.
When the big dog was reminiscing about his childhood, Harry opened the trap door on the ground and jumped down without hesitation.
"Slow speed and shock absorption."
"Fluorescence."
Harry, who slowly floated down from the sky like a feather, lit up the dark basement. The soft white light of the illumination spell dispersed the shadows, and also dispersed the countless tentacles entrenched in the dark space, entangled and twisting like snakes.
The giant devil's net cultivated by Professor Sprout is in excellent condition. The arm-thick tentacles are full of the dark beauty of Gram-type plants. If it is decorated with some big eyeball suckers or something, it will be really perfect. .
First lowering the sanity value makes people panic and go blank, and then countless tentacles wrap around to completely defeat the mental defenses. This kind of devil's net is the real devil's net. Otherwise, a guy who can be solved with a light spell is really not worthy of the devil's two. The word, shy little person who is afraid of light may be the most suitable name for them.
Moving forward along the stone corridor, a buzzing sound of vibrating wings gradually broke into Harry's ears, and countless spelled keys were flying in the sky. This was a test level left by Professor Flitwick.
"There are many obstacles."
The keys flying around in the sky stopped for an instant. The invisible barrier generated by the obstacle spell made these flying keys seem to be soaked in glue. The keys that could only struggle to move slowly could not play hide and seek with Harry in a short period of time. game.
With just one sweep, Harry saw the distinctive big key. No need for the old broom beside him to do it for him. Harry jumped up and grabbed it, then inserted it into the door lock, and the door opened with a sound.
Maybe these things were a bit difficult for other first-year wizards to deal with, but Harry had crossed the line.
He opened the door and stepped into a huge empty room.
What he saw made Harry frown slightly.
"Warm-up session?"
Harry took hold of the ebony and white ivory.
"Then let's have some fun."
(End of chapter)
