A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 110
The body was falling downward, and the cold and damp air turned into a gust of wind that blew past his ears, snatching away all other sounds.

The feeling of falling brings a stimulating and comfortable experience, like becoming a free-gliding bird.Owen couldn't help opening his arms in mid-air, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened.

With a dull impact sound of "plop", he seemed to land on a soft cushion.The surrounding environment was very dark, the "cushion" under his body slowly squirmed, snake-like vines wrapped around his ankles and wrists, and then began to climb to his cheeks, trying to strangle him around his neck.

Owen quietly looked up at the passage where he fell down. The entrance to this place was suspended several meters high. It looked like a spot of light the size of a postage stamp. From above the entrance came the sound of a three-headed dog barking.He narrowed his eyes with a bright smile, and the plant holding his body was very soft, but he didn't know why his butt was a little tight.

"Ouch!" Draco screamed like a pig, "Owen, get up, my leg is going to break!"

Well, Draco is at the bottom.

"Ah, sorry, I can't get up for the time being." Owen said in a very regretful tone, while shaking his hands and feet that were entangled by vines, looking helpless.

"Then don't move..." Draco was pressed horizontally under him, hissing and gasping, his voice choked.He really regretted coming here. If he could really get the Philosopher's Stone tonight, he would have to send it to his father to study for a few years before he could pay back.

"It's the devil's net, use fire!" Nawei, who likes herbalism the most, just touched the vines that entangled everyone with his hands twice, and then shouted.He judged that it was a devil's net almost instantly from the characteristics of the plants.

"Fire!" Harry let out a medium-sized orange flame, which ignited the vines beside him and nearly set Neville's hair on fire.

"I'm sorry, Neville." He waved the flame at the tip of his wand to drive away the devil's net on Neville's body, and looked at the half of Neville's hair curled by the flame, feeling guilty and wanting to laugh.

Hermione also released a blue bellflower-like flame, and the flame spread rapidly. In just a few seconds, the surrounding vines struggled and writhed and shrank to the wet stone wall, releasing the little wizards above.

"Oh!" Draco fell to the ground on all fours, and he felt that his leg was really going to break right now.Why the hell is Owen so heavy?

"Good job." Owen got up calmly, as if he just woke up from bed in the morning.He looked down at the somewhat embarrassed Draco with a smile on his face, pointed to his leg with his wand and said "healed as before", and then said in a relaxed and lazy tone: "You are fine, come on, I am optimistic you."

Draco stood up with a dark face, stomped his feet on the ground, and after confirming that his bones were no longer hurting, he turned his face away.

Harry glanced at Owen strangely, why did he feel that this guy came to travel and relax?He shook his head, finally putting aside this strange sense of déjà vu.

"This way." Harry said, pointing to the only stone corridor available.After observing everyone's situation and confirming that everyone was okay, he took the lead and walked in the front.

They walked down the slope of the corridor, and besides the sound of their footsteps, there was the sound of water dripping slowly along the walls.The atmosphere along the way was very depressing, and everyone was very nervous, so Owen hummed a melodious melody softly, which surprised everyone else.

"Don't be too tense, take it easy." Owen said briskly.He is really not interested in children's level-breaking games. Judging from the current team configuration, he should be able to leisurely follow behind - the children happily play level-breaking games, and he can easily take The Sorcerer's Stone, how wonderful.

Owen squinted and looked at the backs of the few people walking in front. If it wasn't for his own inability to get the Philosopher's Stone from the Mirror of Erised, he wouldn't need to promote the game.After all, if Dumbledore is still arranged according to the original plot, then only those who are eager to find the Sorcerer's Stone and don't want to use it can get it. Owen himself is obviously not eligible.

"Owen, your tone just now is a little familiar." Harry was so nervous that his knuckles were turning white as he clenched his wand tightly. He wanted to make himself less nervous, so he spoke up.

"Huh? Familiar?" Owen squinted at him.That's amazing, that's Hedwig's Variations. Although it's famous, you shouldn't be familiar with it, because it's the theme song of the Harry Potter series...

"I should have heard you hum this tune." Harry said while recalling, "It's very nice, did you compose it?" He always felt that Owen was an all-round guy, and it was normal to be able to compose tunes.

"I see..." Owen shook his head in disappointment.He suddenly showed a mysterious smile, and said playfully: "This melody is actually a secret signal. I can teach you. In the future, if someone shows strange emotions about this melody, you can secretly tell him: Do you think Daniel? Is Radcliffe like me? Do you think Dumbledore will mourn you? Or, um...GGAD?"

Harry: "..." What the hell?
Being made such a gag by Owen, he suddenly felt that the tension in his heart was inexplicably relieved.He silently kept Owen's words in his heart, and at the same time seriously pondered the deep meaning behind them.

"Hush, there's movement ahead." Hermione whispered suddenly.She was also thinking about the meaning of GGAD, it must be an acronym for something...

The little wizards became nervous again. There were faint rustling and tinkling sounds in front of them, mixed with the sound of countless wings flickering, as if a large group of birds were flying randomly.

A group of people came to the end of the corridor, and in front of them was a brightly lit room. Countless keys with wings were flying around, shining like jewels.Several broomsticks were piled in a corner of the room.

Harry cautiously approached the door at the end, tugged at the handle, and tried the locking spell, but failed to open the door.He stared at the flying keys and said: "The door is locked, it seems that we need to catch the key to this door..."

"Leave this to me." Draco said confidently, he was always confident in his flying skills.

"But the problem is, it's a big project to find the only key among hundreds of keys." Hermione frowned and thought, "We can't try to catch them one by one..."

The little wizards looked at each other, looking up at the flying keys in disorder, their paws went numb for a moment.

"What we're looking for is probably a big antique key, maybe it's silver?" Harry scratched his head, then grabbed a broomstick and said, "Never mind, I'll try to find it first..."

As he spoke, he flew into the air on a broom, walked through the dense crowd of keys, and struggled to distinguish between colorful keys of different shapes.Draco also flew into the air, and the two of them circled in circles on their own.

Hermione pulled her hair unconsciously, paced by the wooden door, looked at the key above her head from time to time, and the locked door from time to time.Neville couldn't help but took a broomstick and took to the sky.

"Owen, is there anything you can do?" Hermione looked at Owen who was standing leisurely by the side, and said with her mouth puckered.She didn't know why Owen was looking out of his mind now.

"Let me try." Owen blinked his eyes.It is not a good habit to waste time.

He stood at the front of the wooden door and looked at the very special-looking keyhole. He waved the wand in his hand, and a bright silver light illuminated the keyhole, penetrating into it inch by inch, clearly showing the structure inside the keyhole. in his head.At the same time, Owen took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, and quickly sketched the shape of the key on it.

"It's not bad. It has a special shape, with a protruding end, shaped like a doorknob." Owen showed Harry and the others the painting in his hand, and said encouragingly, "I'll leave it to you next. !"

Facts have proved that they are still very reliable.Harry showed an excellent talent for finding the target, and it took only 5 minutes to find the target.

"Found it, the one with the sky-blue wings!" He swooped down on a large silver key.Several people chased and intercepted the key in mid-air, Harry and Draco's cooperation was particularly tacit, and finally Harry chased the key to nowhere and plunged into Draco's arms.

"I got it!" Draco raised his eyebrows and flashed a bright and smug smile.But he was handsome for less than three seconds, and the silver key he was struggling with almost flew out of his hand, and the head of the key hit his chin hard.

Harry took the key from him and turned the lock, and Draco rubbed his aching chin and muttered, "Look, you can't do anything without me..."

"Of course, you are the best, Draco." Harry praised sincerely and perfunctorily, making the other party's tail almost go up to the sky.

They entered the room inside the door, and the dark room suddenly became brightly lit.They stood on the edge of a huge chessboard. The black chess pieces in front were taller than them, and the white chess pieces on the other side had no facial features on their faces.

"Want to play Wizard Chess? I'm good at it!" Draco swelled.

Harry ignored his words: "It seems that we must act as pawns." He looked at Owen: "Owen, you are best at wizard chess..."

"I'm not sure I'll win either." Owen raised his eyebrows, and then jokingly said, "I think it depends on Draco."

Harry was startled, looked thoughtfully at the confident Draco, nodded in agreement and said, "That makes sense."

"Haha, I just said I'm good at chess." Draco said eagerly.

In a way, you are indeed very powerful.Harry nodded cautiously, then replaced a black knight.

Owen patted a black bishop on the shoulder, watched the chess pieces come to life, and walked out of the chessboard step by step.He stood at the original position of the black bishop, squinting at the door behind the white chess.

Next, Neville replaced another black knight, Hermione chose the castle, Draco didn't want to choose the same as Hermione, and replaced another black bishop.

"Draco, I'm in charge of commanding the chess pieces, and you can help me make suggestions." Harry begged sincerely, "Please do your best."

"Of course, you can trust me." Draco raised his chin reservedly, determined to use all his skills.

However, in the ensuing game, Draco's expression became worse and worse, and a blush of embarrassment appeared on his pale cheeks.The wand in his hand was trembling, and he was about to cast a jinx on Harry.

This guy didn't do what he said at all!What about making a plan?

However, Harry walked more and more smoothly under Draco's instructions. After Draco helped him eliminate one or two wrong directions for each step, he commanded himself to capture the white pieces one by one with a solemn expression. In this duel, he firmly holds the upper hand.

Every step he takes is extremely cautious, because whenever a chess piece is captured, the opponent's chess piece will smash the chess piece severely, and then drag the wreckage to the wall, making the game more cruel.

But when the battle situation reached the most intense moment, Harry was at a loss.He stood there with his lips pursed, beads of sweat on his brow, because if they were to win, there would be casualties for several of them, and even if Draco could help him eliminate the wrong answers, it wouldn't save everyone.

"It's okay, Harry, let's go." Neville was in the most dangerous situation, but he looked very calm and brave, "I think it will knock me out at most, just don't forget to take me with you when you leave."

"But..." Hermione was about to stop it immediately.

Harry opened his mouth and clenched his fists tightly.There was no way he could have made that decision, what if Neville was broken like those pawns?
"Neville walks forward to the right." Owen pondered, blinked his left eye at Harry, and took over the command.

Neville glanced at Harry, then at Owen, followed Owen's instructions with great trust and walked one square to the right.

"The queen moves three squares to the left." Owen said in a flat tone, watching the black queen walk directly into the white side's base camp, surrounded by white pieces.

"Owen, aren't you messing around?" Draco almost jumped.

"The queen moves forward one square to the left." After the opponent's white pawn took a step forward, Owen continued to command casually, watching the black queen smash the white pawn.

The white king stood up from his throne and shattered the black queen, dragging its remains off the board, stacked on top of the remains of a layer of pawns.

Harry watched this scene with his lips pursed, seeing that he was about to be eaten by a white castle in the next step, but he didn't make a sound to disturb Owen's thinking, expressing his trust with actions.

Owen gave a soft "tsk", and the black bishop he represented crossed half of the chessboard obliquely, completely cornering the white king.

King White took off the crown from his head and threw it at his feet.The white chess pieces bowed and retreated one after another, making way for a path leading directly to the door at the end.

"Look, people tend to ignore possible crises when sweet bait is right in front of them." Owen said with a half-smile.

"That's amazing..." Harry sighed.He knew that he had been tricked by Owen again. This guy was not sure, he just wanted to get away with it.But here comes the question, why is Owen so lazy?

A group of people walked towards the front door quickly, only Draco's bitter voice echoed in the room: "So, what is my role?"

"You have contributed a lot, Draco." Harry reassured, "Without you, I would have lost just now."

"But I'm not happy at all." Draco darkened, "I want to kill you, Harry."

"Well, let's talk about it later." Harry said perfunctorily.In short, Owen used to play him perfunctory like this.

They came to another door, and as soon as they opened the door, a disgusting stench came in, causing everyone to back away, with tears in their eyes.There was a ferocious roar, and the terrifying scene in front of them made the hearts of the little wizards jump into their throats.

A gigantic monster stood in the room, it had dull granite-like skin, stubby stump-like legs, and a huge, clumsy body like a huge pile of boulders, topped with a cocoa bean-like Small head, small ugly eyes blinking stupidly.Its long arms were carrying a thick wooden stick, and it was slowly approaching the crowd. The strong stench made people want to spit out the overnight meal.

"It's a troll!" Hermione's body trembled a little.Draco had already backed away early, and took out the alchemy items on his body.

Owen recited a bubble head spell to himself to filter the air, and said softly: "The weakness of the troll is the head." He raised his wand and pointed at the troll's small head, which was extremely disproportionate to its huge body, and said: "Assemble as one." .”

The gravitational spell he created in Ravenclaw's test has long been perfected. Under the effect of the spell, a strong traction suddenly erupted centered on a point in front of the troll's head, and the troll raised his hand high. Under the action of the sudden and huge traction force, the wooden stick fell hard, and it hit the back of the giant monster's head with a "bang".The gigantic body of the giant swayed, and then fell heavily on the ground, losing consciousness instantly.

"As long as you master the tricks to deal with it, it's not difficult at all." Owen said to the stunned crowd with a smile.

"Come on, I don't want to stay here any longer." Draco said tearfully.Well, it's not scary at all, it's just smelly.

The little wizards quickly passed through the stinky room and came to a simple room.As soon as they crossed the threshold, purple flames shot up behind them, blocking their escape route. At the same time, black flames also ignited in front of them, blocking their way out.

There was only a table in front of him, on which were placed seven strangely shaped bottles, and a piece of parchment.

Hermione grabbed the parchment, pondered for a while, and then smiled: "Obviously, the smallest bottle allows us to pass through the black flames and get the Philosopher's Stone. And the one on the far right allows people to go back the same way."

"The potion in this bottle can be drunk by two people at most." Harry frowned, picked it up, and looked at everyone, "I have to go..."

"Then I'll go with you." Owen said helplessly.

Harry pursed his lips and smiled.Although Owen seems to be careless along the way, he is always the most reliable when something happens... Harry is very lucky to have Owen as a friend, of course, he is also very lucky to know so many friends who are willing to take risks for him.

"Okay." He didn't refuse. He really wasn't sure about breaking through the subsequent checkpoints. With Irving around, he would feel more at ease.Before he knew it, Owen was already someone he could rely on in his heart.

"We will wait for you here, until you come back safely." The others looked at each other, although they were unwilling, but they also knew that this was the best choice.

Harry nodded heavily, then drank the potion one by one with Owen, and stepped firmly into the black flames under everyone's gaze.

(End of this chapter)