A Trap Set By Voldemort? Snape's Riddle!

'How smelly!'

As Lucas walked through the wooden door, the stench rushed into his nostrils.

The room behind the door is not that big, barely enough for the troll to move around in it.

At this moment, the troll was angrily smashing the surrounding walls.

Looking at the blood dripping from its head, Lucas probably knew why the troll was so angry.

'What a hassle!'

Just as he drew out his wand to deal with the troll, the movement of his hands suddenly stopped.

'No, Quirrell can't make such a low-level mistake, isn't he afraid that Harry won't be able to defeat the troll in front of him?'

Putting down the wand in his hand Lucas looked carefully at the troll in front of him.

He was right, there is a crystal the size of a bottle cap embedded in the monster's heart.

Although Lucas didn't know exactly what that thing was, but it should be an alchemy prop similar to an alarm device.

'It's so dangerous, if I solved the giant monster in front of me just now, it might startle the snake.'

Thanks to Lucas the butterfly came.

After he made Voldemort suffer twice in his hands, it is reasonable for the opponent to keep his guard raised.

This troll probably wasn't just for Lucas, maybe even Dumbledore was targeted.

~bang!!~

There was the sound of bricks breaking behind him.

Lucas looked back and saw that Harry and the others had already started playing chess.

But it is different from the original, with Draco replacing Ron's position and becoming a knight himself.

"Oh shit, it's really Wizard Chess!" Ron shouted in horror.

Although he was skeptical when he saw the giant chess game, but he really didn't expect that the chess pieces would actually make a move.

Seeing the White Queen smashing the Black Knight fiercely, Harry and Ron trembled in fright and suddenly felt weak all over.

At the same time Ron also looked over at Draco who was riding on another black knight.

He is very good at wizard chess so after a while of playing the way to win has already been calculated.

"Malfoy, you should also know the result, right?"

Draco nodded while Ron gloated and said, "I told you just now, don't choose the knight, but you just don't listen."

"Stop talking, let's get started!"

Harry and Seamus were at a loss and didn't understand what kind of riddle the two were talking about.

Seeing this, Draco smiled and said: "It's okay, we will win!"

The black knight charged into battle under his command and captured many White pieces.

And the White chess pieces are very ruthless whenever they encounter black pieces.

Soon there were many discarded chess pieces beside the field.

At this time Draco controlled the black knight and finally came to the side of the white queen.

Watching it slowly turn around and face him, he took a deep breath.

Harry also understood his plan at this moment.

"Draco, you can't do this!" Harry angrily stopped the suicide behavior, then turned to look at Ron.

"Aren't you very proficient in wizard chess? Think of a way!"

Ron shrugged: "This is the easiest and fastest way to win this match!"

The voice just fell and there was the sound of stone breaking.

Draco fell to the ground hard and Harry wanted to step forward to check the other party's situation, but was stopped by Ron.

"Stay still, ha!"

Ron had just finished yelling when fragments of the black knight flew towards his thigh.

When he realized that it was too late to dodge.

His thigh was cut by a sharp fragment, and blood flowed out along the wound.

Both friends were seen injured and Harry was sweating profusely.

But he also knew that this game of chess had reached a critical moment.

It's the black's turn to make a move.

Harry walked up to the white king with firm eyes: "Check Mate!"

The big sword in the white king's hand fell to the ground, representing the black side's victory.

Seeing the door leading to the next level open a gap Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Draco, Ron, how are you doing!"

Draco was fine, the training he got from childhood allowed him to protect himself at critical moments.

As for Ron's situation, he's afraid something is not good.

The wounds made by those fragments were too deep, although the bleeding stopped but he couldn't walk at all.

"Seamus, I will leave Ron to you!"

Seamus Finnigan nodded seriously and dragged Ron to a safe place.

Harry and Draco walked to the door leading to the next level.

"We're left with the level set by Professor Quirrell and Snape, who do you think we'll meet first?"

"What?"

Seeing that Draco has not reacted yet, Harry patiently explained: "The devil's snare in the first level is Professor Sprout's defense, and the keys with wings in the second level must be done by Professor Flitwick."

"This Wizard Chess Board should be Professor McGonagall's creation."

"Based on this, only Professor Quirrell and Snape's defenses are left from what Hagrid said."

Harry said it easily, but he felt very puzzled in his heart.

Although the professors are all involved in designing the levels.

But these traps are too simple, can this really keep the Philosopher's Stone safe?

"What's ahead, just open the door and take a look!"

Draco stepped forward and opened the door.

A gust of wind blew, and the two only saw a thick wooden stick swinging out of the door

"Troll! It's a troll!"

Draco, who was closest to the gate, yelled in horror.

Harry drew his wand, pointing at the behemoth inside the door.

But from the trembling hands, it can be seen that he is not calm at the moment!

Heavy footsteps sounded as the huge monster walked out step by step.

Seeing the blood on the troll's head, Harry yelled, "It's hurt, Snape must have hurt it, Draco, we have to get in!"

Draco held the wand and pointed at the giant monster: "Serpensortia!"

A poisonous snake with a length of several meters and thick as an arm appeared in front of the giant monster.

Not waiting for the poisonous snake to attack, the troll swung its club and the snake was splattered into several pieces without the slightest resistance.

The power of the wooden stick remained undiminished, and it continued to swing towards Draco.

"Diffindo!"

In the nick of time, Harry's cutting charm hit the troll's club.

At the same time, a magic power flew out from the giant monster's shoulder.

The stick was shattered into pieces by the two spells.

An invisible Lucas stood on the troll's shoulder, his wand pointed at the troll's head.

The magic resistance of this big guy is really high and Lucas' Imperius Curse also took some effort to control it.

'It should be almost there!'

Looking at the giant monster under his feet, Lucas secretly thought.

Just at this time the alchemy tool in the troll's heart suddenly lost its luster and a miserable, painful howl came from the giant monster's mouth.

When Lucas jumped off it, the troll had stopped breathing.

"How did this happen?"

Harry looked at the wand in his hand and then at the troll on the ground.

He never expected that his Cutting charm actually killed a giant monster!

"Draco, did you see that?"

Draco nodded and reminded: "Time is running out, let's go!"

Walking through the foul-smelling troll room, the two came to a small room.

On the table in the middle of the room were seven potions of different sizes and shapes and next to them lay a scroll of parchment.

Without waiting for the two of them to make a move, flames rose from the front and rear doors.

The door ahead is covered in Black flames while the door leading back is covered in Purple flames.

"It seems that this level requires us to find the right potion to continue."

Draco came to the table, opened the parchment and read.

"Danger ahead, safety behind, there are two of us who can help you."

"Drink them, one will lead you onward, the other will send you back to safety."

"Two of them contain nettle wine, and three of them are killers, waiting in line!"

"Choose, unless you want to stay here forever."

"We've also provided four clues to help you choose."

"First, no matter how cunningly the poisons hide, they are actually standing on the left side of the nettle wine."

"Second, the contents of the left and right bottles are different. If you want to move forward, neither of them will be useful to you..."

"Third, you'll find that the bottles vary in size, and there's no death hiding inside the biggest and the smallest."

"Fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right, although they look different, they taste the same."

"What does that mean?" Harry's green eyes were full of confusion.

Draco didn't think about it for a moment.

He looked at the parchment in his hand and repeated the contents on it.

His gaze traveled back and forth among the seven bottles of potion on the table.

'Draco, if you encounter a puzzle... choose the smallest and most inconspicuous one!'

Lucas' reminder suddenly flashed through his mind and he looked at the smallest bottle of potion and reached out to take it in his hand.

"Harry, do you believe me? Drink this, it will help you pass through the Black Flame."

Harry didn't hesitate, took the potion and planned to drink it.

"So little? Looks like it's only enough for one person!"

"It seems so, it's up to you then."

Draco said and picked up a round bottle of potion.

"You drink first, I'll watch you go in and then leave!"

Harry shrugged, and drank the potion in the bottle in one gulp.

Cold! He felt as if he had swallowed a piece of ice into his stomach and felt a chill all over his body!

Harry nodded to Draco and stepped into the Black Flames.

Watching Harry leave, Draco looked wryly at the potion in his hand.

"Lucas, you really know everything. Is all this just a game? A game to play with the savior!"

Lucas stood in the corner of the room with his face full of relief.

'Sure enough, you only need to receive a little hint to guess the purpose behind this game. Draco, it's not good for you to get too close to Harry. It's not good for you or your family!'

Lucas never said those words.

He believed that Draco could sense it himself in his relationship with Harry.

The first half of Harry's life, at least the seven years at school, had been arranged by the old bee.

Voldemort was immortal, and Harry was just a tool to defeat Voldemort.

After Draco finished speaking, he drank the potion and the same biting cold feeling that Harry felt spread throughout his body.

Without hesitation, he turned around and walked towards the Purple flame.

Lucas was the only one left in the room.

He came in front of the Black flame and stretched out his hand towards the flame.

Just when the finger was about to touch the Black flame, blue fire burned all over his body.

Since his dark arts talent had a breakthrough, he is more comfortable in manipulating dark magic.

This fire shield body protection is his own improvement.

With the blue fire wrapping Lucas like a garment he successfully crossed the Black Flame.

Lucas didn't even break the disillusionment spell on his body.

At this time, Quirrell in the room was looking at the Mirror of Erised in front of him obsessively.

Harry, on the other hand, looked at him in astonishment.

"why is it you!"

Harry had a look of disbelief on his face, because until now he thought Snape was the bad guy.

Unexpectedly, he analyzed it confidently for a long time, and finally he realized that he made a mistake.

Lucas chuckled inwardly and just when I was about to watch the show from a different angle, he felt that there was an extremely powerful magic power in the corner of the room.

Sensing magic power is an ability he obtained after activating the elf blood.

It wasn't obvious at first, but as time went by, recently he has been able to clearly sense the strength of the magic power of the people around him.

Lucas looked at the empty corner and he could have sworn to Merlin that it must be Dumbledore hiding there!

'Hmph, old fox, he is really worried.'

Even if he is worried about the savior, he is also worried about Lucas.

But this also confirmed Lucas' previous guess.

The troll was indeed left behind by Voldemort as a test.

At this time Quirrell had turned to face Harry.

Poor little Quirrell and his master will probably never think of it.

There are also two other people in this room watching their master and servant's performance!.

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