A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 113 Get Out
The dark water poured down the door in mid-air into the dark room, and the sound of splashing water reverberated loudly, making this small empty room look much more crowded, and the black water added a sense of aura to the place. Thriller.

Owen managed to dry off the water stains on his body and smooth out his messy hair. The wet water splashed on his skin from time to time, bringing a bone-chilling temperature, which made him involuntarily quicken his steps away from the water inlet.

Well, he felt that he who chose to arrange this lake as the second level was definitely out of his mind, and it didn't work as expected, and it was so cold.Fortunately, the last automatic face-slapping machine played the biggest role and successfully photographed Voldemort. I would like to thank Blaise for his enthusiastic sponsorship.

The other door of this room has been opened by Voldemort. Behind the door is another ordinary-looking and empty room. Opposite is another closed door. The circular deep pit looks a little weird.

Voldemort stood in front of the door and looked at the room behind the door thoughtfully. He waved the wand in his hand without showing any emotion on his face. It seemed that an invisible giant swished past him, giving people A weird and gloomy feeling, which makes people feel like a light on their backs.

Owen stood quietly behind the other party, with a quiet smile on his face, his eyes slightly lowered, the wand in his hand naturally slanted to the ground, waiting patiently and obediently.

The unknown spell successfully played a role in finding the way, and the floor of the room trembled slightly. With the sound of "嗤", sharp spikes shining with cold light suddenly emerged from the neatly arranged circular potholes. The thorns make people's scalp numb.If the passer-by is walking on the floor at this moment, if he is caught off guard, he may be pierced through the soles of his feet by these sudden spikes.

Seeing this scene, the cautious expression on Voldemort's face relaxed slightly, and he snorted lightly and said, "Fly over."

Owen summoned the black demon guard again, let it float in the air with him, and flew into the door following the figure wrapped in black mist in front of him.

Two people quickly flew through the air, but this level was obviously more than that.When they flew to the center of the room, the door behind them closed with a bang, and suddenly countless spikes appeared from the ceiling. Amidst the rumbling sound, the dark ceiling began to straighten. Falling downward, with the posture of smashing people into meatloaf.At the same time, the ground below also shook and began to rise suddenly.

The spiky ceiling and the floor are quickly closed in the shape of two bread sandwiches. It seems that the person who breaks into this room will be made into a sandwich biscuit, but the door of this room is still far away, and the two of them have no time to be made into a sandwich Fly before.

"Melete did a good job." The corners of Owen's mouth turned up slightly, and he still sighed with emotion.Although the mechanism in this room will be triggered automatically, there is also a part of manual control. As an assistant, Melet is in charge of this.Apparently, she's got the timing right.

Owen frowned slightly, and a light suddenly flashed in his eyes hidden under the black mist.Although these were all his own arrangements, he still instinctively felt a sense of pressure and crisis when he was in it, which made him a little excited.

"Hiss, it's a little exciting." He seemed to fly forward for a certain distance in a panic, then stopped suddenly, and raised the wand in his hand.

But he didn't need to take action, a silver-blue light suddenly exploded soundlessly from the other side, the mysterious and hazy silver-blue shimmer was like sparkling water waves, quickly spreading everywhere, like a bird An invisible giant hand stretched between the ceiling and the floor, holding them firmly in place.

"Ah, the Dark Lord is mighty." Owen clicked his tongue in his heart, then left the safe spot he reserved in advance, and continued to fly towards the exit lightly.

Although he is confident that this level will not be difficult for the Dark Lord, Owen will not put himself in danger.So he reserved a safe area for himself in advance. The spikes on the floor of this fixed safety point can shrink freely, and there is a hidden secret door below, which allows Owen to escape before the ceiling and the floor are completely closed.

If Voldemort played his fine tradition of selling teammates every day regardless of Owen's life or death, Owen would not mind performing an escape magic trick and saying goodbye to the other party in advance.

Owen tugged on the black cloak with a smile on his face, and controlled it to float lightly and swiftly to the exit door with his body.The door opened slowly, and behind it was a huge room full of mirrors and curtains, with complicated passages extending in all directions, like a big labyrinth.There are scattered mirrors all over the place, some are stuck on the walls of the maze, some stand irregularly on the ground, and some are covered by thick curtains, making it hard to tell where they can pass through. channel.

The two landed between mirrors and layers of drapery, and the door through which they had entered closed silently.There was a loud "boom" from behind the door. Obviously without the support of those magics, the ceiling and the floor finally came into intimate contact.

"It was so dangerous just now, Professor." Owen said with a look of fear, and then cast an admiring gaze wisely.However, he seemed to have forgotten that the Black Demon Guard was still on his body. The black mist and the top hat covered his face, revealing only the corners of his mouth that seemed to be always sneering.

"It's just a cheap trick." Voldemort said softly, with a slightly disappointed expression on his face, "I thought Dumbledore would be tougher this time, he is fully capable of making this place more subtle and... deadly, but I didn't expect Still a boring little game."

He still has no doubt that Dumbledore did not arrange this place. After all, who would have thought that what they arrived at through the correct entrance was not the real level?In other words, the level here is real, and the Philosopher's Stone hidden at the end is also real, so who can say that this place is fake?
"At least it's a good thing for us, isn't it, Professor?" Owen responded with a broad smile.Although he had prepared himself for more than half a year of hard work to be dismissed as a silly trick in person, he still politely returned a friendly smile.

It's okay to be bored now, there will be excitement and fun later on, I hope it will satisfy you by then.

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, waved his wand noncommittally, looking for the exit of this room.Then he quickly walked across a mirror, walked through the complicated passages, and circled around the maze purposefully, his steps became faster and faster, and his expression became more urgent.Countless mirrors reflected his figure, making the room look like there were countless more people.

It wasn't until Owen, who was following him not far away, suddenly let out an exclamation, which made him stop and turned his head to look over.

He saw Owen fall into a thick black curtain on the right side as if under attack. invisible in the dark curtains.

The room fell into silence. The curtain that Owen fell into shook slightly and gradually regained calm, but he did not come out from inside.The surrounding mirrors still stood there quietly, cutting and extending the space into broken and complicated ones, making it hard to tell whether the figure reflected in it was himself or something else that sneaked in.

Voldemort frowned, and waved his wand to lift the curtain that Owen fell into, only to find that there was only a solid wall behind, and the little wizard who fell into the curtain seemed to have evaporated from the world, completely disappeared, not even a sound. Not issued.

He pondered for a while, and cast a magic spell to reveal the hidden door near the wall where Owen disappeared, but he couldn't find any clues.Then he hooked the wand in the air again, but failed to draw anyone out. There was no expected enemy or danger. Even Owen seemed to be no longer in this room...

Faced with this situation, Voldemort turned around without hesitation and continued towards the exit.The Philosopher's Stone was getting closer, and he would not waste his precious time and energy on such insignificant matters, even if the disappearing little wizard was of some use to him.But even if his current body is getting weaker and weaker, he can still support it for a period of time, and Owen's existence seems to be dispensable. If he is unlucky and dies, he will regret it for half a second at most. After all, it can be regarded as what he carefully taught. .

"The Philosopher's Stone..." he murmured to himself, his eyes sparkling with more urgent desire.If it weren't for the limitations of this body that made him completely unable to exert his powerful magic power and magical magic, he would have countless ways to deal with these boring little tricks of Dumbledore, and he didn't need to be so cautious at all.

He quickly came to a mirror that was close to the wall, and easily shattered the mirror. The sound of glass shattering echoed harshly in the space.But what surprised him was that there was no exiting door behind the mirror, but a solid wall, but this wall was... turning!
He checked the location of the exit with his wand again, only to find that the direction had changed.

"The exit of this room...is it moving?" He reacted instantly.But it is not easy to find a moving door in a complex maze, because even if he can confirm the direction of the exit, when he passes through the maze and reaches his destination, the door may have already moved to another passage up.

Convinced that the maze in front of him was created by Dumbledore, he instinctively didn't think of using violent destruction.There is no doubt that Dumbledore will definitely strengthen the outer wall of the maze, he can't waste his little physical strength and magic power here...

"It's interesting. But you can't stop me, Dumbledore." Voldemort sneered, and a silver light suspended in mid-air silently, indicating for him the changing trajectory of the exit.

Soon he discovered the pattern. Although the changing direction of the sporadic exit was random, the position where it appeared was definite.In other words, the exit will eventually go to where he is now, and he only needs to wait patiently for a while.

"Dumbledore, is this your method?" He shook his head in disappointment.

At the same time, Owen, who had successfully escaped, had already arrived in a room with complicated mechanisms. He smiled and looked down at Melet, who was waving his paws and fiddled with the outer wall of a small room model, sometimes turning clockwise twice, sometimes counterclockwise. Turn the clock three times...

That's right, this is the hub that controls the exit position of the maze room. It is the product of the combination of organs and magic. Owen spent a lot of thought on this, and also checked a lot of alchemy books to complete it, so that people outside can pass through this model. A mechanism that controls the labyrinth from afar.In other words, if Owen hadn't nodded, Voldemort would have waited there for a whole year and couldn't wait for the exit to turn to him!
The mechanism of the maze is very simple.The circular room has two layers of outer walls. The inner wall is solid and thick, with more than a dozen door openings on it, while the outer wall can be rotated, and there are only two door openings on it. Only when the door openings of the two layers of walls overlap is the real exit.

In addition, there are other designs in the maze room, such as the mechanism for Owen to escape.

Just now, Owen flipped into the other side of the wall by falling into the curtain.After flipping once, the uniquely designed wall was stuck tightly and became a solid wall that could no longer be rotated. This was a good design at the beginning of construction.On the other side of the wall was a camera obscura that had been prepared long ago. As soon as Owen's body fell into it, he was pulled by the mechanism and quickly passed to another room.

This is a trap-like mechanism, even if an uninformed person encounters this mechanism, there is a high probability of being tricked.Although Owen did it willingly, he looks like he accidentally fell into a trap in the room and even lost his wand.

Although Owen didn't have much confidence in whether this agency could hide from Voldemort's detection, he was very confident in Voldemort, or he believed in the ruthlessness of the other party, and firmly believed that even if the other party detected the direction of the agency, he would never waste time saving people .

As it turns out, Voldemort did not disappoint at all.Owen successfully escaped and was free to arrange the next performance.

"Are you having fun, Melet?" There was a deep smile in Owen's voice.He glanced at a mirror beside him, and Voldemort's figure standing there waiting was reflected in the distance, but it was a little blurry because of multiple reflections - so many mirrors in the maze were not all decorations.

"Meow~" Melet squinted her golden eyes, let out a joyful cry, and continued to turn the outer wall of the model with her claws.She was very happy to tease the guy in the maze, and she remembered that he was an enemy.

"Okay, let him out, don't challenge his patience." Owen patted Melet on the head.If the other party loses patience and casts spells indiscriminately, he will soon find that this room is not as indestructible as he imagined.

Owen dismantled a part of the original house in his seamless expansion box, and used the dismantled materials to renovate other rooms. It took half a year to successfully complete the construction of the magic house, thanks to the magical magic Make these heavy physical work very simple.But his magic level is definitely not as good as that of the professors. He can arrange exquisite mechanisms, but he can't stop violent destruction.

"Mi..." Melet moved her claws reluctantly, and turned the outer wall on the model to the original position.

Seeing the figure reflected in the mirror pass through the exit without looking back, Owen sighed, "Just leave me and leave, and don't care about the life and death of followers at all. Voldemort is really a scumbag boss."

He suddenly thought that he was also racking his brains and tricking his boss and colleagues in different ways, so he changed his words with a smile: "With such a harmonious and friendly employee relationship, the Death Eaters are really a promising organization."

As he spoke, he ignored Melete's sideways glance at him, and drew his wand from his cuff.The wand that flew away before was naturally a fake wand made by him. It is very important that a wizard never lose his own wand.

Owen raised his hand and adjusted the mirror in front of him so that it reflected the scene in the next room, his expression became interested.

(End of this chapter)