a certain scientific harry potter

"Roar…"

Behind her and Harry, the scarred and bloody dragon Norbert is crawling towards them step by step...

With a hint of ferocious roar, it continuously came out of its mouth, and the strong killing intent in a pair of scarlet vertical pupils has not yet dissipated!

"It's okay." Harry's voice was very soft, as if he didn't notice the other party's threat at all, "I believe in Norbert, nothing will happen!"

Facing the approaching fire dragon, Harry took the initiative to extend his hand.

The voice of magic power can't be faked. Noble is just a little excited because of the first battle. It's definitely not a wild eruption that the six relatives don't recognize!

It is definitely not an irrational creature as most people think, it also has its own emotions!

Harry has always believed that as long as he treats him with heart, Norbert will definitely be his best partner, and he will never betray him!

"Woo..." Finally, the Norwegian Ridgeback nuzzled Harry's palm with the tip of its nose, and let out a slightly aggrieved nasal sound.

After the excitement of defeating the enemy gradually cooled down, followed by the pain of being seriously injured by the troll, so the little dragon Norbert instinctively wanted to complain to his "guardian" Harry about acting like a spoiled child.

"Yeah, you really worked hard this time, I'll treat you right away!" Seeing this, Harry hurriedly praised it softly, and at the same time healed it with the ointment he had prepared in advance.

"Shrink quickly." After dealing with Norbert's injury briefly, Harry knew that it might not be able to accompany him to continue through the level, so he could only let him rest well first.

However, Harry put Norbert in Hermione's pocket this time.

There are some things that need to be prepared now...

"It was really thanks to Noble just now."

And Hermione began to feel that Harry's decision to raise a dragon was simply too correct~

"Let's go and see what difficulties Sijiao has arranged!"

After a short rest, Harry took Hermione's hand and walked into the last room before facing Voldemort together!

There is nothing scary in the last room, just a simple table with seven weirdly shaped bottles on it.

"We can't go back!" Hermione glanced back, only to find that the wooden door behind her was wrapped in a burst of purple flames.

At the same time, the door in front of them that allowed them to leave the room was replaced by another black flame.

"So the last level is actually to solve the puzzle, to choose the correct potion from the seven bottles, should I say that it really is worthy of the Sijiao, even the level design is so smart~"

While blowing Snape's rainbow fart, Harry looked at the parchment on the table, which contained clues to break the level.

Hmm, sure enough, it 'coincidentally' met the warning that Quirrell gave himself during the day... Be careful with potions~

(ps The potion clue is the original text, so it is posted below, which does not take up the text. In addition, a physical map of the potion level is attached. Those who are interested can reason about it by themselves. The specific reasoning process and answers will be announced in the next chapter~ )

'Danger is ahead, safety is behind, and there are two of us who can help you.

Drink them, one will lead you forward, the other will send you back to where you came from.

Two contain nettle wine, three are killers, and are waiting in line, choose, unless you wish to be here forever.

We also provide four clues to help you choose:

First, no matter how cunningly the poisons hide, they stand to the left of the nettle wine;

Second, the contents of the bottles on the left and right are different, and if you want to move forward, none of them will be useful to you;

Third, you will find that the bottles vary in size, and there is no death hidden in giants and gnomes;

Fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right, although the appearance is different, the taste is the same.

above~'

Chapter 90 Life and death are not just words

For Harry, the riddle left by Snape is actually not difficult to solve.

After excluding those meaningless rhetoric, the meaning on the parchment, to put it bluntly, is that among the seven bottles, there are two bottles of wine, three bottles of poison, one bottle of forward potion for forward travel, and one bottle of return potion for backward travel.

If you number the seven bottles from left to right, you can be sure immediately: the leftmost bottle No. 1 is definitely not wine, and the rightmost bottle No. 7 is definitely not poisonous.

Because the first clue says that the poison is on the left of the wine, the wine must not be on the far left, and the poison cannot be on the far right.

According to the second clue, bottle No. 1 and bottle No. 7 on both sides are not forward potions, so the case of bottle No. 1 is poison/return potion, and the case of bottle No. 7 is wine/return potion .

In the next third clue, the giant is the largest No. 6 bottle, and the dwarf is the smallest No. 3 bottle. There is no poison in them, so the possible situations are the outbound potion/return potion/wine.

But then the fourth clue also said that bottle No. 2 and bottle No. 6 contained the same thing. Due to the uniqueness of the potion for the outbound/return journey, these two bottles can only contain wine!

And when this point is confirmed, it can be known that No. 1 must be poison, and No. 7 on the far right is neither poison nor alcohol, so it can only be a return potion!

So in the end, when the locations of the potions and wine for the return trip were all determined, the potions for the forward journey could only be contained in the smallest No. [-] bottle!

Very good, in this way, Hermione's safety can also be guaranteed...

However, just as Harry was about to grab the smallest potion bottle, Hermione suddenly took a step ahead and grabbed the No. 3 bottle containing the outgoing potion and the No. 7 bottle containing the return potion in her hands at the same time!

"It's these two bottles, isn't it, Harry~" Hermione shook the bottle in her hand at Harry, with a little complacency on her face.

"I didn't expect that this time you were the first to take the lead..."

Harry gave a wry smile helplessly. The top female student deserves to be a top female student. While her magical power is improving, she really hasn't lost her mind at all~

"No... Actually, we analyzed it almost at the same time." Hermione shook her head, and the smile on her face gradually subsided, "It's just that you thought about more things than me... When I analyzed which two bottles were potions At the time, you were thinking about how to send me back!"

Whoa!

While speaking, Hermione smashed the chubby bottle containing the return potion directly on the ground, and the liquid inside immediately spilled all over the floor.

"Hermione...sorry~"

In this situation, all Harry could say was to apologize.

The reason why he took Hermione all the way here was because Harry knew that even if he left her, it would be useless, she would definitely do everything possible to follow.

But knowing that Voldemort has murderous intentions for him, can he really take Hermione to risk his life? !

"Harry, do you remember what we said to the Mirror of Erised in the Room of Requirement?"

Hermione looked at Harry seriously, but there was only one simple word in her mouth...

"us."

Yeah, they both saw each other in the mirror, and they agreed that 'it will be us when we go, we will still be us when we come back', but...

Sharing life and death together is easy to say, but easier said than done? !

"Hermione...can you take a look at the bottle in your hand before you get angry?" Hermione's safety was at stake, and Harry refused to back down at all, "There is only one sip of potion in it, and there is only one of us destined People can move on! And this is a matter between me and Voldemort after all, I don't want to involve you! So... be obedient, give me the bottle and wand, and wait here in peace!!"

"You don't want to be implicated, and you have already been implicated! What's more, you are my younger brother, and your business is my business!" Hermione shook her head stubbornly, and she didn't listen to Harry's persuasion at all, "Besides...you How do you know that this bottle of medicine is effective according to the dose?!"

Lifting her head suddenly, Hermione actually poured the last sip of the journey potion into her mouth without any drop left!

"Hermione? You..."

Harry couldn't help being stunned when he saw this, but the girl opposite had already strode towards him, locked his cheeks with both hands, and slammed his lips against him before he could react!

"Hmm~" Lips touched, Harry's eyes widened in disbelief!

The first thing she felt was pain. Hermione moved so eagerly that her front teeth collided directly with her lips. Both of them should be in pain right now.

But immediately after, the soft touch between the lips and the coldness flowing in the mouth quickly occupied his senses, and at the same time made his heart full of mixed feelings.

Hermione... She didn't hesitate to do this in order to be able to face the final enemy with herself? !

So what else can I hesitate about! !

Thinking of this, Harry put his arms around Hermione's waist, holding her tightly in his arms, and the two of them passed through the black flames ahead together!

The jumping flames scorched the bodies of the two at close range, but Harry and Hermione didn't have time to take care of them at all. They just wanted to hug each other tightly and face the final enemy together...

Then, go home together!

...

In the last room, Harry and Hermione finally arrived here, and saw the first Boss who had already arrived, Quirrell Voldemort!

"Oh, you can actually get through, Harley Putt!"

Seeing the two Hahe who crossed the flames together, Quirrell in the room smiled. At this moment, he no longer stutters, and his face no longer trembles like it used to. But he still has no front teeth~

It's just that Quirrell's performance can only be a posturing after all, because Harry didn't reply at all, but just stared at him coldly.

Just kidding, what does your name Harry Potter have to do with my Harry Granger?

If I have time to chat with you, I might as well get some props from the interspatial ring secretly, and greet you later.

"It seems that you do have some skills, but you didn't become the ration of that giant monster." Seeing that Harry didn't speak, Quirrell continued to pretend, "But what surprised me is that you unexpectedly brought this mudblood witch ?!"

This time, however, Harry stopped ignoring him.

"You are dead."

Harry's tone was very flat, and he looked at Quirrell as if he was looking at a dead person.

Although the two of them were going to decide life and death, but now, Quirrell Voldemort has one more reason to die!

"It's dead... Hehe, who among us is not dead?!" Quirrell screamed suddenly, "When I found out that the Philosopher's Stone was not in Hogwarts, I knew... as the master Slave, I definitely won’t be able to survive!!”

He cursed Dumbledore angrily, and at the same time threw a cloth bag in his arms to the ground.

"It was this thing when I opened the vault door, and after I broke through the barriers, I saw this thing again! You should really take a good look, Harley Putt! Look at Albus Dumbledore, the so-called The guy who is the greatest wizard, what kind of dirty methods did he use to humiliate me and my master!!"

What looked like a wool sock rolled out of the pocket, and at the same time, Harry caught a glimpse of a flame-like bright red at the opening of the cloth bag!

(ps Magic potion reasoning is actually faster if you look up from the fourth clue backwards, Sanmiao just wants to write clearly~)

Chapter 91 The intelligence of the Eagle Academy is the same

Inside the bag was a phoenix tail feather. Judging from the voice of magic power, it should come from the same phoenix as the core of the holly wood wand, that is, Lao Deng's.

Therefore, it was because Quirrell saw this thing in Gringotts that he was so sure that the Philosopher's Stone was in Dumbledore's hands!

As for the roll of wool socks, Harry had no idea what it represented.

"Hmph...hahaha!"

Suddenly, Quirrell let out a series of insane laughter.

"But...Dumbledore miscalculated after all!" Quirrell growled viciously, "Does he really think that he can fool my great master with a non-existing Philosopher's Stone? I can prevent you, the savior, from being killed by me in the first place; I thought I would be as stupid as he expected, and would ask you about the whereabouts of the Philosopher's Stone after you chased me! But the fact is...your end today , there is only one dead end!!"

Quirrell grinned triumphantly, and he raised his hands high, as if everything was under control.

Harry understands why he is so proud, because according to the original book, Voldemort needs to ask himself about the whereabouts of the Philosopher's Stone, so he will definitely not do it immediately.

But now there is no Philosopher's Stone at all, so Voldemort's purpose for calling himself here is to kill himself, the only reason!

only…

This guy actually dared to reveal so many flaws, do you really think he is sure to win?

Harry's hands hidden in the sleeves of his robes were clenched tightly, ready for a sudden attack!

"Sneak attack...a stupid idea, but it is indeed a very admirable courage."

However, at this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly came from Quirrell, and the three people present were stunned at the same time.

Harry's expression froze, knowing that Voldemort was going to end himself!

"Master...Master?" Quirrell's expression suddenly became extremely panicked, "Your physical strength has not recovered, why don't you let me..."

"Enough!" Quirrell was interrupted by a roar, "Stop showing off your self-righteous cleverness! Do as I say!!"

"No... master, don't! Harry... run! Vol... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Quirrell pulled off his hood, covered his head with his hands and wailed in pain, and even rolled on the ground desperately, as if he was enduring some unbearable torture.

Soon, the screaming and struggling stopped, and Quirrell stood up again, with his back to Harry.