Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 221 Copy of Simple Difficulty
Looking at the empty room, Kyle frowned.

Whether as a member of Hufflepuff or as the instigator, Kyle felt it was his responsibility to help Professor Sprout make up for this small mistake.

It's just that Devil's Net is still in the Room of Response on the eighth floor. It would be a waste of time to move it again. It is estimated that Quirrell will have turned to ashes by the time he returns.

So Kyle decided to use something else instead.

He opened the box, took out all the biting kale, and arranged them neatly under the trapdoor.

A total of about [-], just enough to cover the steps that were used to put the devil's net.

He took two seeds from Professor Sprout's greenhouse before, and now putting them here is ten times the return.

Kyle looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction... This is the strength that protecting the Sorcerer's Stone should have. The devil's net before was just like a joke, too perfunctory.

I hope that Professor Quirrell, who will come down in a while, likes biting cabbage like himself, and understands their habits and weaknesses, otherwise...he may be in bad luck.

As for what to do with Harry, Kyle wasn't worried at all, he had a hunch that Harry would be fine.

After doing all this, Kyle got on the broom again, flew forward along a stone corridor, and soon came to Professor Flitwick's checkpoint.

In the brightly lit room, countless winged keys fluttered like birds under the high vaulted ceiling.

There is also a row of dilapidated flying broomsticks at the entrance, no more, no less, exactly three.

"Three broomsticks... Tsk, something is wrong with Professor Flitwick." Kyle whispered.

In order to cause some trouble for Professor Quirrell, Kyle was not in a hurry to break through, but took out his wand and whispered to the broom in the corner:
"Fly and fly!"

Three brooms floated up one after another, and flew away along the stone corridor behind.

As for where they will fly to in the end, Kyle himself doesn't know.

Anyway, it doesn't matter where you go, as long as you don't stay in this room.

Then Kyle himself jumped off the broom and walked quickly across the room.

The keys flying in the air did not move, and he came to the door unscathed.

Kyle took out the master key, stuffed it into the lockhole and twisted it lightly... With a click, the door lock immediately popped open.

I have to say that this level is even more perfunctory than Professor Sprout's devil's net, and it's not difficult at all.

Even without the master key, as long as you go to the Forbidden Forest and find a Bowtruckle, you can also pass easily.

But the next level of Professor McGonagall is a bit troublesome.

The chessboard, which was empty before, is now full of black and white chess pieces... Those chess pieces are all carved out of stone, almost two meters high, and look like those stone statues in the castle, full of oppression.

Kyle frowned, feeling a little embarrassed. His level of magic chess is average, and it's okay to have fun at ordinary times, but he really doesn't have much confidence in passing this level.

Fortunately, he has other methods, which may be a little rude. I hope Professor McGonagall will not be angry.

Kyle opened the box and let the troll out.

"I need to go to the other side."

The troll tilted its head, and it took a while to understand what Kyle meant, and walked onto the chessboard with the stick.

Those white chess pieces tried to step forward to block them, but they were as fragile as mud in front of the amazingly powerful monster, and they shattered as soon as the stick fell.

Kyle followed the troll and went straight to the opposite door.

Behind him, the broken chess pieces were slowly recovering. Kyle didn't stop, put the troll back into the box, and walked along the next corridor.

The room after that was also full of giant monsters, and a disgusting stench came out of his nostrils. This smell was simply amazing, and its lethality was greater than that of the giant monster itself!
Kyle held his breath, used the Disillusionment Charm to easily deceive the troll, and hurried through the room to the last level.

There is only one table here, and seven bottles of different shapes are placed on it.

As soon as Kyle crossed the threshold, a purple flame shot up behind him, sealing the door... At the same time, a black flame shot up from the door leading to the front.

He's stuck in the middle.

Kyle walked to the table and picked up the parchment on it.

Simple logical reasoning questions... If someone who lived on Baker Street in London was here, he would probably know the answer at a glance.

Although Kyle wasn't that fast, he didn't need to reason and just picked up the smallest bottle.

Kyle uncorked the bottle, looked at the dark liquid inside, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't choose to drink it.

The color was so weird that he couldn't put his mouth down.

Moreover, Snape's potions had a common feature... As long as he didn't drink them himself, the taste was indescribable.

Mikel said when he drank the magic suppressing potion for the first time last year, the manure in the greenhouse smelled sweeter than that stuff.

Kyle didn't know if he was exaggerating, but it's always good to be cautious.

After all, Snape knew who was trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone, and according to his personality, maybe he would really add some spices to the right potion.

Kyle put the bottle back decisively, and took the wand to the black flame in front.

Then, an orange light began to glow on his wand.

The light spread from the tip of the wand, and soon dyed the wand a bright orange.

Kyle backhanded his wand into the ground.

"All curses end!"

In an instant, the purple and black flames went out at the same time, and the whole room returned to its original appearance.

Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to Dumbledore, who changed this large-scale magic that must be cast by multiple wizards together into a single charm 20 years ago.

Otherwise, the ordinary mantra stop may not really work.

Kyle walked quickly through the door and entered the last room smoothly.

Quirrell...or Voldemort hasn't come yet, there is only a huge mirror in the room.

Mirror of Erised.

Kyle stepped forward and circled around the mirror.

To be honest, he thought for a long time and didn't know how Dumbledore hid the Philosopher's Stone in this mirror.

Kyle guessed that Dumbledore should have used alchemy, disassembled the Mirror of Erised, added the Philosopher's Stone, and reassembled it again.

Kyle definitely couldn't do this kind of thing, but it was easy for those alchemy masters.

And Dumbledore happened to be a master of alchemy, otherwise, he would not have become friends with Nicolas when they were young.

Those smoking silverware in the principal's office should be his works, but I don't know what their function is.

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(End of this chapter)