Ron took a deep breath, adjusted himself and started playing chess.
It is said to be wizard chess, but it is actually similar to chess. Not only are the chess pieces similar, but also the methods of playing are very similar. The only difference is that the chess pieces of wizard chess can move, and
There was a crash, and the white knight chopped the black pawn into pieces with his sword, turning it into fragments on the ground.
Ron's breathing began to quicken, his face turned slightly red, and his palms became sweaty from nervousness.
The power of this sword is so great when it hits the chess pieces. If it hits them, it will be so powerful.
His reaction was caught calmly by Malfoy: "Don't panic, Leonardo! Calm down! You can do it!"
Ronaldo's words made Ron's blood pressure soar, but he calmed down.
The black knight began to command and also chopped up the white chess pieces.
'It's just wizard's chess, it's just wizard's chess. Roosevelt, this is just a wizard's chess game, bah! '
Ron kept hypnotizing himself in his mind.
I don't know if Ron's self-hypnosis played a role. Under his command, the black chess pieces showed great power, and countless white chess pieces fell on the spot.
Perhaps sensing the crisis, the white chess pieces became more aggressive, and many black chess pieces were turned into pieces.
'Gonna win! Just checkmate the king and it's a moment of victory. '
With his command, the power of the white chess pieces was shrunk little by little, and the white king's movement range became narrower and narrower. Until now, it only has...
"One step away from being the general."
Ron's face was full of excitement.
However.
The white queen came to Malfoy expressionlessly.
This means that he will be eaten next.
"Wait a minute." Ron's face turned pale.
He realized this problem, a very serious problem.
If Malfoy is allowed to get out of the way at this time, the Black Knight will not be able to checkmate the White Kingdom, but the White Queen will be able to checkmate the Black King. This means
They will lose the whole game.
If they don't get out of the way and directly checkmate the White Kingdom, then Malfoy will be eaten.
"There must be a way, there must be a way. Damn it! How could I forget?!"
Ron was sweating anxiously, racking his brains to think of a decisive method.
"No way!"
Malfoy's voice came, interrupting Ron's words. His expression looked very calm: "This is the only way out. Sometimes sacrifice is necessary."
"Remember Slytherin's doctrine? Victory first, glory first."
"Remember what the Sorting Hat said? Those cunning and insidious people will use any means to achieve their goals!"
"We want to win! We want to win! We are not dragsters!"
"Go, Black Bishop, and win the final victory!"
Malfoy seized control of Ron and allowed the black pawn to checkmate the white king.
Dudley once told him that Gryffindor and Slytherin were actually a very good pair of friends. They shared life and death together and could trust each other's back. Maybe they had some differences because of their ideas, but this didn't matter. It doesn't mean that their feelings are not sincere enough.
He yearns for this kind of relationship and longs to have real friends.
He remembered that Ron was best at wizard chess, but he didn't say it. In fact, he was also very good at wizard chess, and his skills were no worse than Ron's.
The white queen walked up to Malfoy expressionlessly.
Ron closed his eyes in pain.
Harry and Neville closed their eyes.
Hermione closed her eyes, unable to bear to see the next scene.
Malfoy also slowly closed his eyes, accepting the fate that awaited him.
'Now, Ron, Potter, everyone, we're good friends now too. '
Boom!
It was not a violent scene. The White Queen just tapped Malfoy on the head, and Malfoy fainted with a pop.
"He should be fine."
Seeing that they were not chopped into pieces, Harry and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Neville thought for a moment and said, "The force is lighter than Brother D's usual. It won't be fatal, but it will definitely cause fainting for a while."
"Let's get to the next level soon."
The White King took off his crown and threw it at their feet, declaring their victory. The remaining white chess pieces bowed and retreated, making way for them.
Several people immediately walked along this road, and the next door was slowly pushed open.
Then a disgusting stench hit my nose.
"smoked eyes"
Harry rubbed his eyes vigorously, squeezing away the tears caused by the irritation.
Otherwise, you can't see clearly ahead at all.
It can no longer be described as simply smelly, it is simply a kind of weapon, yes, it is the biochemical weapon that Brother D often talks about.
There was a strange roar in the room, and the smell became stronger and stronger.
It was Hermione who took action again. With a wave of her wand, the smell around her became much lighter. At least she was able to see things in the room clearly.
"It's a troll!"
A huge creature that exuded a stinky smell was rushing towards them with its claws and fangs bared.
The little wizards calmly took out their wands and aimed a spell at the guy.
Then
The troll lay on the ground.
Since the Halloween troll incident, the professors have specially taught young wizards how to deal with a giant monster, and they have caught a giant monster and let them practice it on the spot.
So now all the little wizards at Hogwarts know how to deal with a troll.
The level of difficulty for them is not much worse than the Devil's Net, and is even a little easier.
The poor troll just appeared and lay down before doing anything.
Holding their noses tightly, several young wizards hurriedly left the room.
It stinks so much that it's a grind to stay here.
In the next room, there was simply a table with seven bottles of different shapes arranged on it, and a wall of fire blocking the way forward.
There was a roll of parchment on the table with many reminders written on it.
"Is it a logic question?"
Harry asked as he looked at the content above. He had seen similar questions when he was at St. George's Primary School.
But because I didn’t study seriously, I didn’t remember the answers at all, let alone the solutions.
So he silently looked at the only top student present, Hermione.
Brother D is no longer here and I can only rely on you.
"No, it's also a magic potion question."
Hermione picked up one of the bottles and sniffed it gently: "There are two ways to find the right potion."
But these potions are from the hands of Snape, the potion master, and ordinary wizards cannot tell them apart unless they are also potions masters.
Fortunately, he also gave enough hints.
Hermione quickly solved the puzzle based on the hints.
"There's only enough potion in the bottle for two people."
Hermione looked at the dosage in the potion bottle and frowned dissatisfied: "In other words, it's only enough for two of us."
Then she paused slightly, frowned slightly, and turned to look at Harry seriously.
"I think this potion should be given to you and Neville."
(End of chapter)
