infodatos Chapter 179 Test (for Subscription)
Chapter 179 Test (for Subscription)
Chapter 179 Test (for Subscription)
"Hermione, go back and take Ron to find the professors." Harry said after drinking the potion, they just passed the potion test, thanks to Hermione...
Harry looked at Hermione on the other side and said, "There should be no other levels, leave it to me."
Hermione nodded. Ron was injured by a stone statue in the previous level of Wizard Chess. If it wasn't for worrying that Harry might not be able to pass the next level, maybe Hermione would have chosen to stay and take care of Ron just now.
Now that they have passed most of the levels, Hermione naturally has to hurry back and check on Ron's situation.
Watching Hermione leave, Harry clenched his fist and wand, and he vowed to catch Snape, he couldn't let his friends get hurt in vain.
Thinking about it, Harry pushed open the next door. Behind the door was a dark room without any lights. Harry couldn't see the situation inside clearly from outside the door.
What is inside?
Harry looked inside suspiciously, he didn't know the Illumination Charm, so he could only bravely walked in, but, to his delight, when he stepped into the room, rows of torches were automatically lit , illuminating the situation in the room for him.
The room was covered with a thick layer of sand, and the walls were covered with scattered animal furs and skeletons, which looked particularly creepy. At the same time, at the end of the room, Harry also saw a small pocket watch that was emitting light. faint light.
Is this the Philosopher's Stone?Harry thought suspiciously, he stepped into the room, and then he was surprised to find that the sand under his feet was as sticky as a mud puddle, and for a while he couldn't pull out his feet quickly.
"Kala Kala..." Suddenly, a strange sound came from the sand, and the pocket watch on the stone platform in the distance also emitted a silver-blue light.
What is this movement?Harry looked around suspiciously, the sand around him was slowly sinking, and at the same time, Harry felt something slowly touching his legs.
Harry quickly bent down and pulled his leg with one hand, while holding his wand high with the other hand.
"Aw!" Suddenly, a human-like wail came, and several white skeleton heads emerged from the sunken sand around Harry.
"My God!" Harry exclaimed, and he quickly waved his wand and shouted, "Swoon!" This was the spell he learned from Hermione.
The red curse hit the skeleton, smashing it to pieces.
Just when Harry breathed a sigh of relief, the broken skeleton quickly reassembled as if manipulated by an indescribable force, and quickly turned into a skeleton.
"Ow!"
"Drowsy!" Harry cast another spell, and the spell smashed the skeleton into pieces again. However, it was not the only skeleton around.
A few more skeletons emerged from the sand. At the same time, Harry felt his legs being pulled down by a hand. The strength of that hand was astonishing, as if it was trying to drag him into the sand alive. .
Why did Harry grab the torch holder on the side, and then pulled out his leg with all his strength, and finally, with his efforts, he managed to stand back on the solid ground.
When the skeletons saw Harry leaving the sand, they stopped chasing him, and instead stood quietly in the sand, staring at Harry with their hollow eye sockets.
"Huh..." Harry let out a big breath, he leaned against the wall and looked at the numerous skeletons in the bunker, especially the silver-blue light spots in those empty eye sockets made him feel a little hairy.
I couldn't go down into the bunker... Harry's reaction was quick, he knew he couldn't go down into the bunker again, the sand would keep him in place and the skeletons would pull him in.
But, then how should I get through here... Harry looked at the bare walls in the room, and immediately lost the thought of climbing over.
Without climbing, Harry couldn't think of any way to pass the level for a while, he could only stand there in a daze, and stare at those skeletons...
He looked at the silver-blue light spots in the skeleton's eyes, and he couldn't help but have a thought, are these skeletons controlled by something?
Immediately, Harry thought of the pocket watch on the stone platform in front of him, and that pocket watch also exuded a silver-blue light!
It must be controlling these skeletons...Harry got some ideas and started to try it out.
On the other side, Ash has come to the room where the Mirror of Erised is. He secretly hides in the secret passage of the room. Through the small gap, Ash can see a wizard standing in front of the mirror thinking about something. .
Quirrell... Ash looked at him and nodded slowly, it really was the person he suspected from the beginning...
But Ash was not in a hurry to act, he was still a little curious about Quirrell and Voldemort behind him... After all, they are the group with the most souls in Ash's opinion.
Quirrell also looked bored. He looked at the mirror in front of him and couldn't find any clues. He could only see the magnificently dressed and powerful self inside...
But this is not my purpose, my purpose is for the Sorcerer's Stone!In order to revive his master, and then... make profit from it...
But he didn't have a clue now, he could only look at the mirror stupidly, there was nothing he could do for a while.
"Is the Philosopher's Stone in the mirror?" Quirrell asked, startling Ash at first with his question, but he soon realized that it didn't mean he was exposed.
Sure enough, as Quirrell asked, another hoarse voice sounded in the empty hall.
"Qiluo, you fool!" The voice scolded: "It's in the mirror, I can feel it!" When the hoarse voice appeared, Ash also felt a majestic soul.
The power of this soul is extremely powerful, and even has a bit of Dumbledore's demeanor, which made him almost miss the wand in his hand, and Avada Kedavra hit Quirrell in the face.
"Sorry, my great master..." Quirrell's words made Ash quickly realize the master of this powerful soul...
This powerful soul comes from the Dark Lord who lives in the story.
"Voldemort"
To be honest, Ash didn't feel any fear or fear when he found out. On the contrary, what Ash felt was a wave of longing, and the desire for the soul was deeply imprinted on Ash...
This desire also reminded Ash that it was time for him to act... He was not prepared to let such a huge amount of souls leave...
"Squeak!"
A crisp sound came, interrupting Ash's spellcasting and Quirrell's meditation. He turned his head and saw Harry holding his wand and his scratched robe.
Let's go back to 15 minutes ago...
Cuckoo chicken overestimated himself, I just arrived at the examination room now (﹏)
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(End of this chapter)