"Great, we don't have to fight this troll anymore," Harry whispered.
Carlos looked at the troll with a "thoughtful" expression, and suddenly asked: "Who do you think set this up?"
Ronald said nonchalantly: "It should be Quirrell. After all, he is also the professor of the Defense Against Dark Arts class, so he still has some skills."
Harry also nodded in agreement, "We'd better move forward quickly, Snape is already ahead of us, we must not let him succeed." He urged.
Hermione on the side turned her head and glanced, seemed to have thought of something, lowered her head slightly and stopped talking.
Seeing the two of them, Carlos frowned and explained: "Do you still remember how Quirrell behaved when he saw the troll on Halloween? First he was so frightened that he fainted, and then he didn't dare to step forward when he saw the dead troll. , if he had the ability to survive a giant monster, how could he behave like this? It is much harder to survive ten electric monsters than to defeat a temple monster."
Harry said anxiously: "So what? This is Professor Quirrell's problem. The most important thing for us now is to stop Snape."
Carlos said angrily: "Don't you understand what I mean? I think it is very likely that we will not face Snape in a while, but Quirrell.
Harry took a step back and said, "This is impossible. I saw Snape threatening Quirrell with my own eyes, and Snape~ also wanted to kill me during the game."
Carlos took a step forward and said, "So what if Snape threatened Quirrell? Why don't you think it was Snape who broke through Quirrell's actions and threatened him to stop him from acting rashly? Compared with Snape who usually has a bad face, I I think Quirrell, who pretends to be fine, is more questionable. Could it be that he let the giant monster go because Halloween was boring? I even suspect that he also let the giant monster in. He can catch this monster. Just the big one, and the small one is no problem either.
Harry took another step back and shook his head, "No, Sp—"
"Snape wanted to kill Harry. We saw it with our own eyes during the Quidditch match. How do you explain this?" Ronald interrupted at this time.
"Ronald, Harry, I think Modi is right. I remembered that when I went to rescue Harry on the day of the game, I knocked down Professor Quirrell. We don't know whether I set fire to Snape or knocked him down. Quirrell was the one who stopped the curse. You have to keep an eye on the other person not only to cast the curse, but also to remove the curse. Snape was probably saving Harry." At this time, Hermione, who was lowering her head beside her, also spoke.
"This is impossible. Snape hates me so much, how could he save me?" Harry still shook his head in disbelief.
Because he likes that your father is a big gay, and your original mother was kidnapped by the future me just after her 5th birthday. So I really don't know what your situation is like. It can only be you. You, your father, had an affair with Snape, Carlos cursed in his heart.
But he wouldn't say it out loud, otherwise how could he explain how he traveled from the future to the past? Instead, he said: "Forget it, let's go to the next level quickly. No matter who it is, we have to stop him now. I The reason why I tell you this, Harry, is just to remind you to be prepared, and don't get involved easily after what happens to Shi Yu.
"Yes, we have to go to the next level quickly." Harry said immediately, and then walked towards the door immediately. He still couldn't accept the fact that Snape might save him.
As soon as Carlos and the others crossed the threshold, a flame rose up behind them and sealed the doorway. This flame was unusual: it was purple. At the same time, black flames burst out from the door leading to the front. They're stuck in the middle.
"Look!" Hermione grabbed a roll of parchment lying next to the bottle. Harry stood behind her and read with her:
Danger is in front of you, safety is behind you. 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 contained nettle wine. Three are killers, waiting in line. Take your pick, unless you want to be stuck here forever. We also provide four clues to help you choose: first, no matter how cunningly the poisons hide, they are actually standing to the left of the nettle wine; second, the contents of the bottles at the left and right ends are not clear. If you want to move forward, they are not will be useful to you; thirdly, you will find that the bottles are of different sizes. There is no death hidden among giants and dwarfs; fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right, although they look different, they taste the same.
…Please give me flowers…
"A logical deduction, it should be that if you drink the right potion, you can pass through the fire. If I guessed correctly, it should be the smallest bottle." Carlos said.
"How do you know?" Hermione, who also saw that it was an inference, was thinking about which bottle it was when she saw Carlos immediately gave the answer and asked in surprise, "Have you already deduced it? I haven't thought about it yet. Well, Carlos, you are indeed the smartest in the school."
Carlos just smiled, pointed at the bottle and said: "Only that bottle has been drank by someone. If the person before was not burned to ashes, it should be this bottle. Of course, if that person has been burned to death, we will also No need to drink."
Ronald just smiled. He didn't expect Hermione to be so confused, but Hermione blushed and said arrogantly: "Carlos, let me reason again. What if that person drank the wrong drink? Many of the greatest Wizards don't have the slightest ability to reason logically, so we'd better not take risks.
Harry, who had originally reached out to pick up the small bottle, immediately retracted his hand.
After a while, Hermione, who was holding the parchment, took a deep breath and said, "Yes, that small bottle is the antidote for progress. Then
"The one on the far right is the potion that will allow us to go back." Carlos suddenly said, looking at the astonished Hermione and blinking, "Don't you really think that I will just let you drink the potion? I was just a person just now." It's just a joke, to lighten the mood."
"Carlos, you are such a loser. I was obviously worried about you, but you actually——" Hermione said, stamping her feet angrily.
"Okay, Hermione and I, don't you know our strength? Do you need to care about such a potion? You can ignore it completely." Carlos said with a smile.
"Okay, I have no problem. The question now is what should we do? The potion in that small bottle is only enough for one person to drink!" Hermione's face changed, and she recovered instantly and said. .
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