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Chapter 132
"Broomsticks, that's up to you, Harry."

After violently dismantling the first three levels, looking at the countless keys flying in the sky in front of him, it was finally Harry's turn to play.

It was finally Harry's turn to play. Obviously he had gone through a test, but somehow, Harry was still a little excited.

He was finally able to make a move, so he wouldn't have been following Hermione like a salted fish.

Ron: "Ah, yes yes."

Riding on the broomstick next to him, Harry soared into the sky, and after a wonderful operation, he directly held the key in his hand.

Hermione and Ron below were dazzled by the awesome broomstick skills.

This is the broomstick talent born on the broomstick master. Even though Hermione worked hard, she was still far behind Harry.

There was no suspense about this level. After passing, the three of Hermione hit a wall of fire.

It's a puzzle game, and it's still Hermione in the lead.

Finally, Harry completes the final process, walks into the wall of fire, and conducts the final trial.

Ron: "What about me? Well, I'm here to make soy sauce."

……

Xiao Yiren squinted his eyes as he watched Harry slowly walking into the last secret room and standing in front of the Mirror of Erised.

Now it's his show time.

……

"Harry, Harry, what did you see?"

Looking in front of him, looking at the mirror of Erised, his parents standing next to him were in a daze. Harry suddenly heard the faint voice like a wraith that night, and his whole body was shocked.

However, he didn't dare to turn his head directly, because he could clearly feel a hard object on his waist pressing there. If it was as expected, it should be the wand of the guy behind.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in Hogwarts?!"

Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Harry's face turned slightly pale, but in front of the kind parents in the magic mirror, Harry still forced himself to be calm, but he did not directly answer the other party's question, but asked first went back.

"Who am I? You don't need to worry about this matter. Tell me first, what did you see in the mirror?"

Seeing the other party's reaction, Harry was silent for a while, but still gritted his teeth and told a lie.

"I saw that I helped Gryffindor win the Cadet Cup, and I became the best Quidditch player in the house, with honors everywhere, trophies all over the floor..."

"No, you lied!"

Harry's nonsense became smoother and smoother, but the voice behind him didn't seem to be deceived by him at all, and a scolding directly interrupted his words.

"No, Harry, you should be able to see a rock, a red rock, give it to me, just give it to me, and you'll live, not like your parents."

It's okay not to say this, but when he said it, Harry immediately exploded.

Anger swept through Harry's heart like a volcanic eruption, and Harry instantly remembered what he had asked for when he saw Hermione and Xiao Yiren practicing Defense Against the Dark Arts.

What should you do when the wand is on your head, on your waist, on your back?
Xiao Yiren: "Hit him a son of a bitch!"

Recalling the training back then, Harry put his left hand into his trouser pocket, as if he was stealing something, and the figure behind him was indeed attracted by this movement.

then……

Broken Star stepped on his feet, leaned sideways and elbowed his heart, and turned around to cover the wheel.

A movement, smooth and flowing, and then Harry heard a scream, and then the sound of a wooden stick snapping.

At this time, Harry lowered his head and could see a broken wooden stick between his arm and his right shoulder. The end of the stick was mixed with some strange substances. With his knowledge, he was not able to see the material of this thing.

But Harry didn't care about these things any more. He directly threw the small wooden root that looked like a wand aside, then pulled out the wand and pointed it in front of him and ate his own foot and elbow. The man in black half kneeling in front of him.

Harry wasn't sure if the guy across from him had a spare wand. If he did, considering his sloppy Charms grades and the fact that Defense Against the Dark Arts didn't exist at all, Harry still felt he had to act first. powerful.

Fortunately, he didn't know all about playing wizard chess with Ron before, and he also learned some other spells during training with Xiao Yiren and Hermione, just like this one now.

"Fractured!"

But obviously, the man in black is not easy to mess with. Harry's attack missed and landed on the floor of the secret room, smashing the floor into a series of cracks, well, the power is still Quite impressive, but this accuracy has yet to be practiced.

"What, Harry, do you think you are really my opponent?! Hand over the Philosopher's Stone, and I can spare your life."

Watching the guy in front of him take out another wand, Harry couldn't help but feel his heart tighten. Sure enough, the one who can sneak into Hogwarts is definitely not a parallel importer, and it is impossible to be unprepared for the question about the wizard's wand.

It's just that, he who still had a bit of an advantage may have to deal with the opposite guy reluctantly.

At this moment, Harry couldn't help praying in his heart, Hermione and Ron must work hard, hurry up and call Dumbledore, the sooner the better.

Of course, even though he was thinking this way, Harry's hands couldn't stop.

"According to Xiao Yiren's guidance, if you want to prolong the battle, you must control the rhythm of the battle in your own hands, especially in the face of an opponent whose strength is unknown. If you can't run, you must not give the opponent a chance to attack."

"Fractured!"

This is because Harry doesn't know much offensive magic now, and there are even fewer that can be used for combat. With the experience of training with Xiao Yiren and Hermione, he has never used those that are almost broken with a poke. The meaning of the little evil curse, the splitting curses flew out one after another, hitting the man in black in front of him jumping up and down for a while.

It's a pity that this kind of thing is only temporary. When the man in black came back to his senses, an iron armor curse directly resisted all of Harry's splitting curses, and a "fuchsia" hung Harry up.

Although Harry tore up Newton's urn and was directly suspended in the air, the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket failed to break Newton's curse, and fell directly under the pull of gravity.

Fortunately, Harry had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he grabbed it back and held it firmly in his hand.

"Hand it over!!!"

But the next moment, the man in black rushed over directly, with faint black smoke lingering around his body, and Harry saw a hideous face with a jack-nose in the dim yellow light of the fire.

(End of this chapter)