Hogwarts founder returns to campus

"It seems that Snape is extremely impatient!" Harry coughed, choking on the dust.

"You don't follow the rules of the game at all!" Cassandra complained, "I haven't played such a big wizard chess before."

This room was a little darker than the room just now. Harry walked to a door at the end and let out a scream as he held the doorknob.

His palms became red, and several blisters appeared soon: "This doorknob is very hot."

"Clear water is like a spring!" Hermione's wand created a stream of water, which poured on the doorknob, and a lot of white smoke evaporated.

After the white smoke stopped coming out, Ron tried to open the door again, but found that the door handle seemed to have been melted and could not be opened.

"What should I do?" Ron tried to knock open the door again, but to no avail.

"Torn apart!" Cassandra waved her wand, throwing out two cold lights.

An "x"-shaped incision appeared in front of everyone, and at the same time, a wave of heat emerged from the incision.

"What's going on here?" Harry swallowed.

"Wingardim Leviosa!" Hermione used the Levitating Charm in a timely manner, and threw a piece of gravel into the middle of the cut.

The three quickly imitated Hermione's approach, and soon smashed a big hole in the door.

They found that it was dark inside, but there was a faint red light, and there was a choking smell of sulfur mixed with a disgusting stench.

"Flashing fluorescent lights!" Cassandra walked in the front, and the light from the tip of her wand illuminated the place.

This room seemed to have been ravaged by a fire dragon, and there were traces of flames everywhere.

The ground is full of potholes, and every step will raise a layer of black ash.

"Is it a giant monster?" The four said in unison.

In front of them was a huge corpse, very similar to the troll they had seen in the bathroom before, but different.

The body shape is that of a giant monster with a triangular pyramid shape, but it is covered with a layer of scales, and the dense scales are like...

"Is this a dragon scale?" Hermione rubbed her eyes, a little confused, "Do you think this looks like Nora's scale?"

"Let's go! Let's get out of here quickly! It's too dangerous here!" Harry whispered.

They walked cautiously against the wall, trying to avoid the huge corpse in the middle.

Several people fell silent. After experiencing these severely damaged rooms, they could no longer imagine how powerful Snape had become.

"Are we really going to move forward?" Ron asked suddenly, "Do you think we can stop the current situation?"

This time Harry didn't speak for the first time either, his eyes flickered, obviously thinking too.

After a while, he said firmly: "I must go! If Snape succeeds in obtaining the Philosopher's Stone, then Voldemort will return! What kind of scene will it be then? Can you imagine?"

"But..." Hermione wanted to refute, but she couldn't help but imagine the scene Harry said, and couldn't help shivering.

"In this case, let's go to the next room to have a look!" Cassandra walked in the front and opened the next door.

The three of them held their breath and fixed their eyes on the opened door. They couldn't believe what they saw.

There was only one long table in this room, which contained seven bottles of different shapes. There was no Snape, and the room was not damaged, and even the door frame at the end of the room could be seen.

Suddenly, a feeling of absurdity lingered in their hearts.

When the four people crossed the threshold, two flames rose up simultaneously.

Purple flames enveloped their entrance, and black flames obscured the doorframe at the end.

"Is it a trap?" Hermione walked to the long table and picked up a piece of parchment on the long table.

"If it's really Voldemort, he should have killed us when we came in." Cassandra stood beside Hermione, reading the contents of the parchment with her.

The content of the note was not much, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled after putting down the note.

"It seems... a bit simple?" Hermione frowned, "Isn't it too simple?"

"Indeed... this level seems to be too easy." Cassandra nodded in agreement.

"What are you talking about?" Ron picked up the parchment and glanced at it, then threw it on the table, "What is it all about? Is there poison in it? The kind that will kill people? How do we choose?" ?”

"A simple puzzle." Hermione shrugged and picked up one of the smallest bottles, "This is the potion that can pass through the door at the end."

"Are you sure?" Harry asked softly, taking a few steps forward.

The moment Hermione nodded, he quickly snatched the potion from Hermione's hand with the incomparable speed of a Seeker, drank it in one gulp, and slapped him on the spot.

"You are so mean! I want to try too!" Cassandra complained.

"How can you be sure it's not poison? What if Snape used it to deceive people? What if it's all poison?" Ron grabbed Harry's shoulders with both hands, his face was flushed, and he was like a cannonball asked the blame.

"I believe in Hermione, and I also believe in you." Harry broke away from Ron's hands, "You have accompanied me here, but it must be more dangerous later, so I don't want you to take risks with me again!"

"What if the You-Know-Who is behind?" Hermione looked at Harry worriedly, "What if the You-Know-Who is with Snape?"

"I got away with it once..." Harry pointed to the scar on his forehead, "Maybe I can save my life from danger."

"It seems that I underestimated you before. You deserve to be the famous boy who must die." Cassandra took out a string of necklaces from her small bag, "I must give you an exclusive interview when you come out!"

"What's this?" Harry asked, taking the necklace Cassandra handed him.

There were several gemstones inlaid on the necklace, and he also saw a familiar pattern, which was similar to the shield charm that Salazar had given him before.

"This is a Christmas present from Salazar to me." Cassandra smiled, "He told me that there are many charms on it, and I think it should be able to help you."

"Hiss..." Ron gasped, "I'll give him a gift next Christmas too, it's definitely worth it!"

Ron's words made the other three laugh, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly eased a lot.

"I should go, or the medicine will wear off." Harry put the necklace around his neck.

He fumbled in his pocket again. The shield charm Salazar had given him was also on him, but it never came into use.

"If I'm not burned to death, these medicines are real, you just go back! Inform Professor McGonagall, inform... Salazar!"