Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

Although the desire to die was telling Harry to experience the feeling of being beheaded by fate, his rationality told him that this kind of death could not be done.

After picking up the Philosopher's Stone again, Harry returned to the dormitory and began to pack his luggage. Of course, this was not to catch the train overnight to leave Hogwarts, but to prepare for the battle.

A drop of the ultimate life potion mixed with centaur herbal spice concentrate was stuffed into a capsule by him. This life-saving thing is much more convenient to hold in the cheek than to drink it from a bottle. When the fight really starts, who knows if I have the time Drugs back to blood.

The potion of power liberation is not very useful, unless it is to fight against magical creatures, otherwise such potion has little effect. ability.

Different types of general-purpose antidotes for Harry were also placed in the most suitable position. Finally, the old father's invisibility cloak was pulled out, and Harry, who was fully armed, was ready for the battle.

"Good evening, Fat Friar."

When Harry was about to leave the lounge, he met Hufflepuff's ghost. Although he was wearing two cannon ammunition belts, the fat friar was indeed the kindest of the ghosts.

"Ah, it's Harry!" The fat monk smiled and waved to Harry, "It's been a long time since I saw you, and I've never seen a child who is so strict with himself like you, so you should pay more attention to rest in the future. It's not good to have a broken body, you still have to grow taller."

"Thank you, but young people can endure it, you see, I just plan to go out for a stroll and relax."

"For tomorrow's exam? That's to relax your mind. I wish you good grades."

After saying goodbye to the fat monk, Harry, who was about to reach out to push the door, paused. He searched the library wholeheartedly to find any clues about his predecessor, and even asked Hermione to look up information in Ravenclaw's small library. But all to no avail.

"Perhaps a ghost?"

"Forget it, you can ask him when you come back."

After pushing the door and leaving, Harry walked briskly along the corridor stairs to the fourth floor of the castle. After passing the trophy showroom, Lu Wei's guard's room was at the end of the corridor not far away.

"The door is open? Or is it unlocked?"

Harry, who had already grasped the handle of the white ivory gun, opened the wooden door. In the dark room, a huge three-headed dog was sleeping soundly. Harry couldn't see any signs of intrusion. Above the trapdoor in the basement, the huge snot bubble rose and fell with Lu Wei's breathing, and then exploded and shattered with a bang.

"Wake up, wake up, Lu Wei!"

Harry, who went straight up and rubbed the dog's head, woke up Lu Wei who was drowsy. The drowsy dog ​​raised his eyelids, and then yawned lazily.

"Wow?"

After realizing that he was woken up by a little bean, Lu Wei suddenly came to his senses. He subconsciously wanted to perform his duty to drive the little guy out, but he smelled a familiar smell from Harry.

"Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

Lu Wei, who was covering his nose with his front paws, uttered a strange cry. He twisted his buttocks and turned around, revealing his badly injured waist. The wound that has healed completely now does not even show any signs of injury. Looking at the dog again It was a look of horror and resistance, and Harry probably figured out why.

"Da Lang, no, it's a big dog, it's time to drink medicine~"

Pretending to take out a powerful healing potion from his arms, Harry unscrewed the bottle cap. This 100% hand-crafted potion by Snape is definitely a life-saving thing, but in the presence of the subtle smell moment.

Lu Wei shook his head with tears in his eyes, and let out a pitiful whimper.

Lu Wei was so frightened that he shrunk to the corner of the wall. The heads of the three dogs all showed the expression of determination that I chose to die. The potion that the dogs don’t drink is completely the natural enemy of all carbon-based creatures, especially the magical creatures that are olfactory psychics. Speaking of which, this thing is 10,000 times scarier than a septic tank.

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Looking at Harry who kept approaching him, Lu Wei, who was completely panicked, showed a look of despair on his face. Just when he was going to close his eyes and open his eyes, and be a good dog in his next life, Harry screwed the screw on. The lid of the dreaded potion.

"Wow?" (I don't need to drink this thing?)

"Wow woof!" (Hahaha, I don't have to die, hahahahaha!)

Harry, who couldn't understand the dog's language at all, looked at Lu Wei who was laughing silly at the side, and was a little confused. Was this dog scared stupid? Is the Godfather even bigger than I thought?

"Lu Wei." Harry stretched out his hand and patted Lu Wei's silly dog's head, "Hager asked me to bring you something."

"Wang?"

"Here, this is the teddy bear you had to sleep with when you were a child and gnawed its head. Hagrid found its missing head, so I sewed it up and asked me to bring it to you."

An old teddy bear that was extremely small for the three-headed dog Lu Wei was held by Harry in his hand. After seeing this thing, Lu Wei's eyes straightened, and it had the smell of it and Hagrid on it , it will never admit a mistake.

After carefully clamping the mini bear between its claws, Lu Wei, who narrowed his eyes, seemed very relaxed. It lay back on the ground again, as if recalling the days when it was held in Hagrid's arms.

When the big dog recalled his childhood, Harry opened the trapdoor on the ground, and then jumped down without hesitation.

"Slow down and absorb shock."

"Luminescence flickering."

Harry, who slowly floated down from the air like a feather, lit up the dark basement. The soft white light of the light technique dispelled the shadows, and also dispelled the countless tentacles entrenched in this dark space, entangled and twisted like snakes.

The giant devil's net bred by Professor Sprout is in very good condition. The tentacles as thick as arms are full of the dark beauty of gram plants. If there are some big eyeballs and suckers on it, it will be perfect. up.

Lowering the san value first makes people panic and go blank, and then countless tentacles entangle and completely defeat the heart defense. This kind of devil's net is the real devil's net, otherwise the guy who can be solved with a light spell is really not worthy of the devil's second Little shy shy, who is afraid of light, may be the most suitable name for them.

Walking along the stone corridor, a hum of wings vibrating gradually broke into Harry's ears, and countless cursed keys were flying in the sky. This was the test level left by Professor Flitwick.

"There are many obstacles."

The keys flying around in the sky stopped for a moment, and the invisible barrier created by the Obstacle Curse made these flying keys seem to be soaked in glue, and they could only struggle. The slowly moving keys couldn't play peek-a-boo with Harry in a short time. game.

With just a sweep, Harry saw the distinctive big key. Without the help of an old broom beside him, Harry jumped up and grabbed it, then inserted the lock, and the door opened with a sound.

Perhaps these things were a bit difficult for other first-year wizards to deal with, but Harry had crossed the line.

He pushed open the door and stepped into a huge empty room.

Harry frowned slightly at what he saw.

"A warm-up session?"

Harry held the ebony and the white ivory.

"Then have fun."