Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 192 The Beating "Heart"

Time, 5:35.

In the penultimate room of the forbidden area of Hogwarts, the parchment next to the bottle left Harry and Draco scratching their heads.

It had a riddle written by Snape written on it.

This puzzle is difficult for wizards who are more emotional and most magic spells emphasize idealism, but now Harry and Draco are wizards full of rational thinking.

"The first sentence explains that there are two magic potions that we need. After taking them, we can move forward through the black flames - to the last room, and return to the original place through the purple flames - maybe The troll's room, or go directly to Lu Wei's room." Draco said while looking at it.

"I think it makes sense. If the intruder only made Lu Wei and the troll temporarily faint, then they would be attacked the moment they returned. It is in line with Professor Snape's temperament."

"The following paragraph explains that among these seven bottles of potion, there are two cups of nettle wine and three cups of poison. The rest is what we need." Harry added.

"Harry, let's number them from left to right."

"The third hint at the end shows that there is no poison in the largest and smallest bottles, that is, the sixth and third bottles."

"The fourth tip is that the second bottle on the left tastes the same as the second bottle on the right, so the second and sixth bottles are probably nettle wine."

"According to the first tip, the poisons are all standing to the left of the nettle wine, which means that only the first, third, fourth, and fifth bottles are poisons. Excluding the third bottle, they are one, four, and five."

"The second tip is that the first bottle on the left and the first bottle on the right are not what we need to move forward, and they are different. So the first bottle on the right, which is the seventh bottle, can only be the medicine to go back through the purple flame. !" Draco analyzed the bottle on the table.

"Then, the third bottle, which is the smallest bottle, contains the medicine!" Harry picked it up and looked at it. "Indeed, it has been drunk. There is only enough for one person to drink, less than a sip."

"Give it to me!" Draco said as if he was going to grab it.

"What?" Harry turned sideways and nimbly avoided Draco.

"Didn't you want to drink it yourself and leave me secretly?" Draco sneered, touching the back of his head.

He could see from the confused expression on Harry's face that he had misunderstood something.

"This is the defense line set up by Professor Snape! If you ask me, these may be poison." Harry looked at Draco with the look of an idiot.

"But hasn't this bottle of medicine been drunk? If he is really a mysterious man, how could he make a mistake?"

"You don't want to distract me and drink it while I'm not paying attention." Draco looked at the potion in Harry's hand and kept trying to grab it.

"If it's Voldemort, is it possible that he changed these potions to delay himself?"

"He even put a curse on these potions."

"I want to check." Harry picked up the seventh bottle again, put them in front of his eyes, and gestured with his wand.

"What are you doing?" Draco asked.

"My secret is the magic of detecting the properties of potions." Harry replied casually, while concentrating on using the techniques he learned in Atlantis' "Year 1 Potions".

"Very good. Freeze protection is non-toxic."

"Here, Draco." Harry handed the seventh bottle of potion to Draco.

"Is it okay? No, I mean you want to be alone? I've already walked here! Don't tell me about finding other professors. Count on the time in 10 minutes, it will be 6 o'clock. By that time, Gore Crabbe and Crabbe will do everything for me!" Draco's pale cheeks turned slightly red.

"Dumbledore left me a private message, just in case."

"To be honest, the defense lines in the previous rooms gave me a child's play feeling, even Professor Snape's was so simple. Maybe it's really what we guessed before - there is no Voldemort, Quirrell."

"It was just a test for Dumbledore, for me."

"Draco, you go back to find Ron. If it's back to Lu Wei, you go out to find the professor. If it's a troll, Professor McGonagall - no, by elimination it should be the defense line arranged by Professor Flitwick. There's a broomstick there, and you can use it to fly out too."

"However, we are not taking flying lessons together. If you are not skilled enough, you may have to try a few more times." Harry said with a smile while holding the potion bottle.

"You bastard, I'm Draco Malfoy, the Quidditch genius!"

"Let me join you! Or we can stay here and guard! We just played chess on Professor McGonagall's defense line - it's so dangerous, this is probably not a bullshit test, there really is Voldemort behind!" Draco His eyes were misty.

"Professor McGonagall has always been a very serious person." "Draco, don't you think the other professors' defense is just for show? I'm afraid only Professor McGonagall is too honest and takes it seriously." Harry joked.

"If it's really Voldemort, what we're waiting for is him being resurrected with the Sorcerer's Stone, and I won't be able to defeat him then."

"Well, it's gone. Now I have to go."

"Hiss-!" Harry took advantage of Draco not paying attention and drank the potion in one gulp.

"Isn't it poison?" Draco asked first angrily and then worriedly.

"No—but like ice, bitingly cold."

"I have to hurry up, it won't work after a while." Harry said tremblingly, and then ran forward without looking back.

He didn't look back, he was afraid that he would not have the courage by then.

He knew very well that his intuition told him that Voldemort was in front of him. His forehead was "beating" constantly, like a living creature. His thinking, intuition, and even body began to become flexible.

Like ice, the fireproof agent that suddenly penetrated his body seemed to have chilled his heart. After he threw away the invisibility cloak, the Deathly Hallows was left here. If he failed, it could not be left to Voldemort.

He also used the Disguise Charm that he had been learning but could never master.

Oddly enough, using it this time was as easy as putting your right hand on your butt.

His body became the same as the surroundings. He could no longer see the black flames licking his body, and he felt nothing at the same time - at that moment, he could not see anything.
There were only black flames in front of him - and then he successfully reached the other side and entered the last room.

Draco's voice still echoed in his ears: "Good luck to you - be careful -"

Sure enough, it was Quirrell who appeared in front of him, and his forehead that was beating like a heart was telling Harry that his enemy was ahead!

Voldemort is right ahead!

"Periculum!" Harry didn't chant the spell this time. He keenly felt that he shouldn't be like this, so he silently chanted the spell in his mind.

The warm power like a mother seemed to sense his danger, and the warm power flowed from every inch of his skin to his fingertips!

Then, mutant red sparks shot out from the holly wand in the invisible Harry's right hand.

It wasn't the fireworks at the beginning, nor was it the same red ray as the last time he met the troll. It was an effect that Harry had never imagined!
Snape's puzzle:
Danger is in front of us, safety is behind us.

There are two of us who can help you.

Drink them, one leads you forward,
The other one sends you back to where you came from.

Two of them were filled with nettle wine.

Three of them are killers, waiting in line.

Make your choice, unless you wish to be delayed here forever.

We also provide four clues to help you choose:

First, no matter how cunningly the poison hides,

In fact, they all stand to the left of the nettle wine;
Second, the contents of the bottles at the left and right ends are different.

If you want to move forward, none of them will be of any use to you;

Third, you will find that bottles are not all equal in size.

There is no death hidden in giants and dwarfs;

Fourth, second from the left and second from the right,