"So we have to be locked in a secret room, and then we have to look for various clues-"
"There is only one door, and we must pass through it within a limited time-"
"Yes, of course there are hints and puzzles in the room. You can get clues and props by solving the puzzles. Sometimes you have to do things that you don't usually do, such as turning the mechanisms and taking risks on narrow paths or wooden boards. , hang it in the air and then... ell, it’s actually not bad.”
"Yeah, yeah, after you can run over the rafters with the Inferi underneath, or walk through a battlefield filled with bullets and rays, those things are indeed 'okay'. Congratulations on finally Understood."
Harry turned his head helplessly and slowly, staring at Draco silently and accusingly.
"What's wrong," Draco looked back without any fear, "You have to admit that you can't find excitement in a place like this."
"If I'm looking for excitement, why don't I go bungee jumping?" Harry said dryly, "Tie a rope around your waist, then jump into the abyss, bounce up and then fall down."
"Sorry, I think Quidditch is slightly better than letting a rope control you stupidly." Draco raised his chin and said contemptuously, "You must be free-"
"—You haven't even experienced it." Harry said, "It's wrong to jump to conclusions."
"I can't make up my mind -'
"Okay, stop, that's enough." Hermione couldn't listen anymore and raised her hand to block the gap between the two people. "Escape rooms focus more on decryption and the atmosphere created by the theme, so Malfoy, shut up; but I also believe that we will be out soon, so Harry, you really have to be prepared to get bored - there is another elevator just one floor away, we are here to play, not to quarrel!"
Harry spread his hands: "...You're right, I'm sorry, Mione."
Draco rolled his eyes: "Humph. He will definitely regret it if he goes in."
hermione: "Okay - stop. It's just one level of elevator, Malfoy, it's just one level."
"Puff puff……"
By the way, during the whole process, although Neville had been looking at the three of them as if they were watching Merlin and King Arthur fight, Ron and the twins were laughing so hard that the corners of their mouths were twitching. Merlin, everyone knows that it is impossible to be friends without disputes. It is not that they have never heard of the dispute between the savior and the young master of the Malfoy family - to be honest, everyone thought that they were destined to break up - but except for Hermione knows a thing or two. Who has seen the scene? People often saw the ending but not the beginning and the beginning. Before they could find out more gossip, they either thought that they were on vacation or that they had reconciled in secret.
It was worth it. Before the day had passed, they saw the scene, and the details, countless details.
"How much do you think the news could be sold for?"
"I think I can make a little money, man!"
The twins secretly exchanged fists.
Finally, the group of them stepped onto the cross-floor elevator and headed towards the escape room shop on the upper floor.
"I would say Muggle stairs are better," Ron commented with a pout, took a bite of a hot dog with mayonnaise, and said vaguely, "Look at Hogarts stairs, they love to tease people, they are not as good as Muggles. Stairs, they don’t know how to serve people well, I mean, serve people accurately and securely.”
Ginny next to him couldn't help but yelled: "Don't talk while eating, Ron."
Several students stepped out of the elevator together. Harry looked around and quickly found the store, and was surprised that there was a long queue for this store... There were many young women at the door, whispering excitedly to each other, and The man had an impatient expression on his face, and the staff was working hard to maintain order... and the staff looked unusually powerful and muscular.
"This is really lively." Hermione looked around casually and commented.
"——Wow, there are a lot of people at the door, which queue do we have to queue in?" Ron stepped out of the elevator, was startled, and murmured: "Go to that queue? Kill me!"
"No, we can go in directly," Harry checked his mobile phone, "Well... it said that because it was a quota in the lottery, it has a VIP-level reservation system, and there is no need to queue up to enter the store... Great, let's go ." He put away his phone and said briskly with a smile on his face.
"Merlin's beard," Draco gritted his teeth and slapped his forehead, rarely saying the same line as Ron, "...kill me."
Harry stuck out his tongue and smiled, and took Draco's wrist in a good mood: "Okay, Draco, it's just a game, I won't scare you to death - I promise not to choose a scary topic, such as Egyptian mummies or something like that. "
Draco didn't appreciate this move at the moment and gave him a blank look.
"Maybe our parents and Percy are fighting an Egyptian mummy," Gee, who was following behind, made a grimace.
"Percy was still saying yesterday that we shouldn't have come. I'd say he's glad we didn't go to Egypt together." Fred made a 'killme' gesture and tilted his neck. "We'll have a new prank plan on him. Listen. They said there are many secret rooms in Egypt, hehehe~~"
Being aware of the twins' prankster style, Ron and Ginny, as well as Neville, all shuddered.
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"Hello," Harry showed the page and QR code opened from the mobile mailbox to the staff, "Excuse me, do you need to queue at the back if you win this lottery?"
The clerk at the door took one look and said immediately: "No, no need. Please come with me and we will arrange a room for you right away." And he led them in under the envious gazes of many people in line, and said with emotion , "You guys are really lucky, huh? So many people wanted to enter the store early, but in the end, a group of people were drawn——"
The burly clerk glanced at the group and said meaningfully: "Most of them are boys' teams——"
"I'm sorry, can I ask you - according to you, are there any activities going on today?" Harry asked with great interest.
"Yeah, yeah, that's right," the clerk said. "There are big shots coming to our store. Even the TV station wants to do a live broadcast. Have you seen those girls queuing up?" He whispered, pretending to be secretive, "They all want to come. Having a romantic relationship with a big shot."
"I'm sorry, what do you mean by big guy?" Draco said impatiently. "Is it the same size as the Green Hulk?"
He was just sarcastic, but he didn't expect the clerk to give him a mysterious smile - this scary-looking burly man gave him a mysterious smile. The effect was like seeing a bunch of muscles doing a hot dance, and the word horror is not enough to describe it.
"Yeah, it's pretty much the same." The clerk pretended to be mysterious and understated. After greeting other clerks, he pointed to a door of the preparation room. "Maybe they will be satisfied with you. Come on, boys, go in."
"Why can't girls?" Hermione narrowed her eyes and asked dissatisfiedly. Although she was curious about the big shot mentioned by the clerk, she cared more about this.
"It's okay," the clerk said flatly, "Don't get me wrong, it's not a matter of sexism, but it's best not to get your hopes up - a lot of girls go in and come out."
When he said this, another pair of girls sadly walked away from behind that door.
Not to mention Draco and Hermione, even Harry thought this situation was extremely strange and was about to ask something, when the clerk opened the door of the preparation room, bypassed the customers who had queued inside, and said inside: "I'm sorry, sir——" These are some lottery winning customers who have priority access, can they be let in?”
Harry looked inside curiously and found that it was a simple board game room, and inside there were two people playing cards boredly, and another one was reading a book... The moment he saw clearly who they were, Harry seemed to He sucked in a breath of air as if he had been struck by lightning, turned his feet, and stopped abruptly in place.
"Draco," Harry turned his head and said quickly and softly, enduring the pain in his heart, "Is it too late for me to regret it now - let's go quickly."
Draco: "...????"
Draco was confused. He frowned and pushed Harry aside and looked into the room: "What big shot scared you like this...!"
He cursed in shock, and Ron and the others watched in shock as a Malfoy cursed.
"Leave now," Draco grabbed Harry, turned around and walked out quickly, so fast that he could only give Hermione one more word, "Go now, now!"
Harry was in pain - he knew what he was in pain, and Draco knew it too, which was one of the reasons why he had to turn around and leave.
Hermione opened her mouth and watched them almost run away. Before she could say anything, a man came out and grabbed the two boys with both hands: "No, no, no, don't leave, don't be restrained, kid. Guys, today is your day to win, isn’t it? Why don’t you enjoy it?”
The man was wearing a pair of sunglasses and a beard, which made Hermione think he looked very familiar, just as Neville and Ron exclaimed, 'What's going on! ' At that moment, the man turned his head and glanced at Hermione again, and he pointed casually: "And you, you, it's you, the young beauty, you look quite smart, okay, all six of us can live together." He He said to the store clerk, "We can start now." Then he carried the two boys in, and the store clerk assisted very thoughtfully by covering the eyes of the two boys with black cloths.
Hermione clearly heard several cries erupting from the long queue at the door - before she could think about it, the clerk had already pushed her in with a confused look on her face.
Then with a bang, the door closed.
"...What happened?!"
After a long while, Ron asked with a look of shock.
"...I don't know..." Neville murmured.
"Please come here," a friendly female clerk said to them with a smile, "Oh, don't worry, they are just lucky and have been selected for a special project - maybe they can even be on TV and newspapers. Our store has arranged additional play items for you for four people, please go this way and choose the theme you want... Do you like Coke or orange juice? You can sit down and choose while drinking."
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Harry opened his eyes from the darkness with despair.
He looked down at himself: his feet were locked in place. His hands were tightly cuffed.
To be honest, if someone else faced this kind of scene, he would definitely be scared to tears or yell blindly - he meant that he was blindfolded before entering, taken away in the dark, and stuffed into a place like this - But Harry stared at his face in the reflection of the wine barrel on the bar for about three seconds before completely calming down.
He slowly raised his neck and turned his head to the left, just in time to see the clerk close the door to the room decorated in a community bar, click and ding a few times, and the electronic door was locked... And before that, he saw He met a Loki who looked just as hopeless as himself...whose hands and feet were cuffed.
Harry wanted to express his sympathy for the other person for a moment, but the last time this person appeared in front of him, he almost strangled him to death, so he could only sigh in the end.
"So this is the beginning of the game?" The man on Harry's right, whose sunglasses were forcibly removed, said, "Start with the handcuffs, seriously?" He swayed for a moment, with the handcuffs dangling behind his watch. , when Harry looked over, he raised his eyebrows and nodded in greeting; "Hey kid, it's nice to see you again. I hope we have a pleasant experience."
Harry couldn't help but curse - this experience couldn't have been completely enjoyable since Mr. Stark dragged him in.
To be honest, in this situation, he couldn't help but feel suspicious that he was trapped.
"I have despaired of my taste in the atrium." With a clatter, Loki poked the chains a few times and threw the chains aside, "Is this your pleasure?"
Before he could look over, Harry immediately looked away.
"Um, I think it's a foul for you to do this, Loki... Hey, kids, we meet again." The man smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry that I have to ask you to accompany us like this... Well, don't worry, we are just doing an experiment, you guys Just treat it like a game, Tony and I can guarantee that this is safe, this is just a bar-themed secret room, not some weird research and training venue."
The voice of the fourth person present sounded rich and reliable, and it was clear from his speech that he was a simple man. Harry almost had to hold back his facial muscles to prevent himself from taking a breath and shouting. At the same time, he also spurned himself and was heartbroken.
——He did not run away at the first moment but felt pain in his body. This was all because of his inner desire to run away and the desire to have close contact with his idol. He drew his sword and fought hard.
The fourth person present - a man, blond, very tall, with perfect muscle lines all over his body. The body curves outlined by his white T-shirt and jeans can make a dozen women like him from seventy years ago until now.
Harry's eyes were literally glued together and couldn't be removed...but of course, as he looked around, he had questions to ask.
"Excuse me," he said dryly, "can I know one thing first—where are all my friends?"
Captain America, Steve, known as the national idol, answered this question for him. As one of the unblindled men, he pushed a large box out of the corner, up to his knees, a strange box with windows and iron bars.
Of course, the box is locked.
"What else can I say?"
Draco was inside, as if he was facing the embarrassment of honest Steve, and made a cold speech to Harry, "Look, Granger, I knew, he, hum, hum, hum - as soon as he saw him His 'Captain America' can't be removed from his eyes!"
Hermione, who was stuffed in the box together, rolled her eyes: This is your point, isn't it? ! 166 reading network
