Philosopher's stone theft Part 2

Once he pushed open the door a disgusting smell filled his nostrils, making him pull his robes up to cover his nose.

He saw another Troll larger than the one he had dealt with before, standing in front of him. In the original the golden three did not fight the Troll as Professor Quirrel had taken care of it beforehand.

This one didn't have a club which he could Wingardium Leviosa to knock it out.

Who improvised on the troll?

A troll without a club is like Harry potter without his scar!

He could not use much offensive skills like the other transmigrator!

Heck! Even if could do many spells; Most of them would prove to be ineffective against the magically resistant Troll skin.

The Troll approached him as fast as it could when it had recovered from the initial suprise.

Due to the initial small distance it seemed like it had reached him in a flash.

In a state of urgency he used Protego to block the smash attack by the Troll.

Yes, he had learnt the shield spell even though he was in the first year.

He didn't have plot armor like some protagonist so he learned to cast the shield for himself.

Even though his Protego blocked the first few blows it seemed that he would not need able to hold it for long.

Sure enough, the Troll broke through it and sent him flying. He could feel some of his bones cracking in the exchange.

He had sustained some minor injuries but overall had been fine thanks to his Reflexes.

Fortunately he had managed to land closer to the other door.

He used all the strength in his body to pull open the door and scammed inside while the Troll chased him.

Just as he had stepped through the threshold into another chamber a purple flame sprang up behind him in the doorway. At the same instant black flames appeared on the doorway leading ahead.

As for the Troll it stayed back after getting burnt by the flame.

A table with seven differently shaped bottles stood before him.

He found a roll of paper on the table which had an elaborate riddle set up by Snape.

Danger lies before you while safety lies behind,

Two of us will help you, whichever you find,

One among us seven will let you move ahead,

Another will transport the drinker back instead,

Two among our member hold only nettle wine,

Three of us are killers, waiting hidden in the line.

Choose, unless you wish to stay here for evermore,

To help you in your choice, we give you these clues four;

First, however slyly the poison tries to hide.

You will always find some on Nettle wine's side;

Second different are those who stand at either end,

But if you move onwards, neither is your friend;

Third, as you see clearly, all are different size,

Neither dwarf or giant holds death in their insides;

Fourth, the second left and the second right

Are twins once you taste them, though different at first sight.

Even though he was exhausted he forced himself to solve the riddle, after going through it three to five times he was able to tell that the smallest bottle would get him through the black flames.

But, first he did a experiment with a clone he sent it through the black flames.

The clone was injured but not fatally enough.

Then the clone looked towards the Mirror of Erised and found the stone in his pocket.

He grabbed the stone and at the same time Neville heard the Ding signifying the mission completion.

He wasn't sure if Dumbledore had placed an enchantment over the Mirror which would let him know when the stone was retrieved.

He dispersed his clone and made haste towards the exit.

He had taken a senzu bean and hence returned to his top form.

He quickly evaded the Troll on his way back, grabbed a broom from the winged key room and flew out of the trapdoor.

Once out he took the flute from his clone and made his way to the Gryffindor common room.

Today had been a big day and he wanted to have rest.