Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"You don't need to say this, I can leave now." Aaron said without hesitation, completely ignoring Harry's seemingly final entrustment.

Originally, he had no intention of joining the plans of the three Gryffindors. The harp had already proved that Voldemort was under the trapdoor, and it would be an idiot's death to go down now.

Whatever the reason, Harry wanted to prevent Voldemort from being resurrected, at least it sounded great.

But the key question is how to stop it?

Is it out of passion?Or rely on head iron?

If you don't have enough strength, just relying on these two things is no different from giving away for nothing.

Waiting for work here, waiting for the two professors to come, and following them to pick heads is the most correct battle plan.

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other, and then all looked at Aaron with strange expressions.

"Don't look at me like that, my plan is completely different from yours, so..." Aaron said with a sigh, "I don't suggest you go down, this is advice.

Of course, if I have to go down, I won't stop it.

Good luck to you and goodbye. "

Just as Aaron was about to leave this dangerous hole, he felt a stench blowing towards his face, and subconsciously looked up.

The three-headed dog Mao Mao opened his eyes, staring hostilely at the four wizards standing in front of the trapdoor.

A dog's mouth secreted extremely viscous saliva, which dripped onto Ron's shirt.

"Ah oh!"

Aaron swallowed, shrugged with a wry smile, and jumped into the trapdoor without saying a word.

"Why did he go down all of a sudden?" Ron asked with some doubts.

"Wait." Harry suddenly felt a little uneasy, "Don't you think it's too quiet?"

"It's the harp." Hermione glanced back. "It's not playing."

"Yeah!" Ron noticed the disgusting saliva on his shoulder, and looked up to see six huge eyes looking at them. "The music stopped, that means the three-headed dog..."

"Roar!"

Mao Mao roared, and the three heads shook from side to side, and one paw was lifted up by it during the saliva splashing, and it was about to slap it down.

"Jump off!"

Harry said hastily, flipping over and jumping into the trapdoor.

Hermione and Ron followed closely behind, not daring to delay.

In the next second, a huge and chaotic roar sounded.

Two rows of sharp teeth blocked the trapdoor, and saliva dripped from between the teeth as the dog barked.

"Fortunately, the trap door is relatively small, otherwise we would be in danger." The wand in Aaron's hand emitted a pale white light, illuminating the place where they landed.

"It's also lucky that there are these mollusk plants here, otherwise I would have fallen to my death." Ron looked at the exit blocked by the dog's mouth, and they fell ten meters at least.

Aaron looked at the irregular ground made of plants under his feet, saw a few steps vaguely through the gaps, and couldn't help sighing, "There is another floor below, which should be designed by Professor Sprout. Checkpoint, devil's net."

"What devil's net?"

As soon as Harry finished asking, thick black vines wrapped around his legs,

Before he could react, more vines wrapped around his limbs and neck, strangling him so that he couldn't breathe.

The situation of Ron and Hermione is not much better, although they are not wrapped into dumplings, but they are almost the same.

"What should we do?" Ron shouted anxiously.

"Don't move, take it easy." Hermione reminded loudly, "I've read in books that the harder the struggle, the tighter the vines will be."

"Who can relax at this time?" Ron said tearfully, "We're fine, but Harry is going to be strangled to death."

"Trust me." Hermione noticed her body sinking, with a little confidence on her face, "As long as you don't move, you'll be fine."

Harry calmed down, and after a while he felt his neck relax a little, allowing him to breathe heavily.

His body also slowly sank in the process of relaxing, and it was only a matter of time before he fell to the second floor.

Ron couldn't calm down at all, the more vines he got, the more nervous he was, and the more nervous he was, the more vines.

During the violent struggle, he fell into an endless loop, his mouth and nose were sealed by vines, and only his limbs were constantly twitching.

"Troublesome!" Aaron patted his forehead, then waved his wand, "The flames are raging."

A mass of red flames appeared from the tip of the wand. Devil's Net, who likes the cold environment, sensed the increase in temperature, and quickly let go of several people, curling up in the dark corner of the wall.

thump!

Several dull impact sounds sounded.

Aaron supported the ground with one hand and landed heroically.

Of the remaining three, only Hermione was not in such a panic, while Harry and Ron fell to the ground with pain all over their bodies.

That is to say, the distance between this layer and the devil's net above their heads is only two meters, otherwise it would not be as simple as pain.

"Actually, this kind of plant is more afraid of fire. It is more useful to set fire than to relax."

"Why didn't you use this spell earlier?" Ron said with some complaints.

Only he himself knows how much he has suffered. Difficulty in breathing is not terrible, what is terrible is that it is getting more and more difficult to breathe.

Just now he seemed to vaguely see his grandfather waving to him, but just thinking of this scene made him feel cold sweat.

"I didn't know you would be so nervous!

We all go with the flow and fall slowly, only you are about to suffocate.

Besides, the devil's net is the property of the school, and I don't want to bear such a debt for no apparent reason. "

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Ahem!" Aaron walked to the stairs, blocked the only passage, and then looked at the three of them, "We are safe for the time being, I suggest you follow my plan and wait a little longer..."

"I must go." Harry knew what he was going to say, and cut him off without thinking.

"You idiot!

We have already slowed down a step, is it useful for you to chase after this time? "

"You-Know-Who hasn't succeeded yet." Harry pushed his hair back, pointing to the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, "It hurts, but I'm pretty sure he hasn't succeeded.

But if he doesn't stop it, he will be resurrected when he gets the Philosopher's Stone. "

"I understand how you feel.

But even if he got the Philosopher's Stone, it would take some time to transform it into life force. "

"Then I can wait for him to kill me," said Harry bitterly.

Aaron hesitated for a while, and silently let the passage out.

He wasn't Harry Potter, had no major feud with Voldemort, and didn't know what it was like to have a knife dangling from his head.

"Thank you!"

Harry walked quickly up the steps, followed by Ron.

"Don't worry about it." Hermione explained patiently, "It's a matter of life, and it's only right for him to be anxious."

"Ugh!

He was in a hurry and my plan needed time.

I'm ninety-nine percent sure to stop Voldemort, but what he's afraid of is just in case. "

"Then...do you want to go together?"

"What do you say?

I have followed down, I can't really stay here forever!

If something happens to you all, my conscience will inevitably feel bad. "

Hermione smiled happily, and then stepped into the passage.

As the four continued to move forward, the sound of flapping wings became clearer and clearer.

They came to the end of the corridor and opened a door.

It was a very spacious room, with dozens of pillars supporting a ceiling tens of meters high, and countless keys with transparent wings flying around in the room.

"If I'm not mistaken, that door should be the exit." Ron said, pointing to the opposite door.

"Nonsense, anyone who is not blind can see it." Aaron said disdainfully, "The problem is how do we get there, that door can't be opened with a lock-unlocking spell, you need a matching key.

But there are at least a thousand keys here, so you can't try them one by one!

Even if you can try them one by one, the process will probably be quite exciting. "

"You mean, the keys are going to attack us?" Hermione asked.

"Not sure, but the possibility cannot be ruled out.

It was stabbed by hundreds of keys, and it probably leaked after it was cured. Aaron said as he walked to the door and examined it carefully for a while, "We have to find the oldest one among the thousands of keys. It should be easy to recognize, but it's not easy to grasp.

After all... none of us have the magic spell to fly. "

At this time, Harry found a magic broom floating in mid-air, "I guess I need to use this."

"Huh? Isn't this a little too simple?

The Golden Snitch is much faster than these keys. "

As soon as Aaron finished speaking, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all looked at him eagerly.

"Hey, hey! You don't want me to do it, do you?"

"Of course it's you," said Ron. "You're the best Seeker at Hogwarts. Who else will you be?"

"But I haven't touched a broomstick for a long time."

"No, Aaron, you can definitely do it." Harry encouraged, "You are much better than me."

"This...

All right!Now that you've said that, I'll help you out as hard as I can.

But only this time, not the next time. "Aaron said with some fluttering, "Go to that door first and wait, ready to open the door at any time. "

None of the three raised any objections, and quickly walked to the door, leaving only a silver doorknob behind.

"call!"

Aaron took a deep breath, took out his wand, and pointed the tip at himself, "Armor protection!"

Pale white light flashed, covering his body with an invisible transparent barrier, and his sense of security surged up instantly.