A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 110 Breakthrough

The body was falling downwards, and the cold and damp air turned into a roaring wind that blew past his ears, taking away all other sounds.

The feeling of falling brought an exciting and comfortable experience, like turning into a freely gliding bird. Owen couldn't help but open his arms in mid-air, and the smile on his lips gradually widened.

With a dull crashing sound, he seemed to have landed on a soft cushion. The surrounding environment was very dim, and the "mat" under him slowly squirmed, and snake-like vines wrapped around his ankles and

Her wrist then began to climb up to his cheek, trying to strangle his neck.

Owen quietly looked up at the passage where he fell. The entrance to the cave hung several meters high and looked like a spot of light the size of a postage stamp. The sound of a three-headed dog barking came from above the cave entrance.

He narrowed his eyes with a bright smile. The plant holding his body was very soft, but it felt a little bit irritating to his buttocks for some reason.

"Ouch!" Draco screamed like a pig, "Owen, get up and drive quickly, my leg is going to be broken!"

Okay, Draco's at the bottom.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I can't get up right now." Owen said with a tone of great regret, while shaking his hands and feet that were entangled in vines, looking like he was helpless.

"Then don't move..." Draco was pinned down by him, hissing and gasping, his voice choked with sobs. He really regretted following him. If he could really get the Sorcerer's Stone tonight, he would have to send it to him anyway.

It will take a few years of research for my father to pay back the money.

"It's a devil's net, use fire!" Neville, who likes herbalism the most, shouted loudly as soon as he touched the vines that entangled everyone with his hands. He almost instantly judged this from the characteristics of the plants.

Devil's Net.

"Fire is raging!" Harry released a small orange flame, lighting the vines beside him and almost burning Neville's hair.

"Good job." Owen got up calmly, as if he had just woken up from bed in the morning. He looked down at Draco, who was a little embarrassed, with a smile, pointed his wand at his leg and said, "

Healed as before", and then said in a relaxed and lazy tone: "You are fine now, come on, I am optimistic about you."

As he spoke, he flew into the air on his broom, walking through the dense group of keys, struggling to distinguish the colorful keys with different shapes. Draco also flew into the air, and the two of them were minding their own business.

The ground goes around in circles.

"It's not bad, its shape is very special, the tail end is protruding, and it's shaped like a door handle." Owen showed the painting in his hands to Harry and the others, and said with encouragement, "Then I'll leave it to you.

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But when the battle reached its most intense moment, Harry had no idea where to start. He stood there with his mouth pursed, beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead, because if they were to win, several of them would inevitably suffer casualties, even if Draco

Even if you can help him eliminate wrong answers, you won't save everyone.

Harry glanced at Owen with a strange expression. Why did he think this guy was here to relax and hang out? He shook his head and finally put aside this strange feeling of déjà vu.

There was only a table in front of him, with seven strange-shaped bottles on it, and a piece of parchment.

"I'm sorry, Neville." He waved the flame at the tip of his wand to drive away the devil's net on Neville's body. He felt guilty and wanted to laugh when he saw half of Neville's hair being burned by the flames.

"That's it..." Owen shook his head with some disappointment. He suddenly showed a mysterious smile and said playfully: "This melody is actually a code. I can teach you. Once someone behaves strangely to this tune in the future,

Emotions, you can secretly say to him: Do you think Daniel Radcliffe is like me? Do you think Dumbledore will mourn you? Or, um... GGAD?"

"Of course, you are the best, Draco." Harry praised him sincerely and perfunctorily, making the other person's tail almost go up to the sky.

He stood in front of the wooden door and looked at the very special-looking keyhole. He waved the wand in his hand, and a bright silver light illuminated the keyhole. He penetrated into it inch by inch, clearly showing the structure inside the keyhole.

In his mind. At the same time, Owen took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and quickly sketched the shape of the key on it.

Owen patted a black bishop on the shoulder and watched the chess pieces come to life and walk out of the chessboard step by step. He stood at the black bishop's original position and squinted at the door behind the white chess piece.

Owen recited a Bubble Charm to himself, filtered the air, and said softly: "The troll's weakness is its head." He raised his wand and pointed at the troll's small head, which was extremely disproportionate to its huge body, and said: "Gathered together as one.

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"Leave this to me." Draco said confidently. He had always been very confident in his flying skills.

Harry opened his mouth and clenched his fists. It was impossible for him to make such a decision. What if Neville was shattered like those chess pieces?

"Neville, go forward to the right." Owen muttered, blinking his left eye at Harry and taking over the command.

Harry pursed his lips and watched this scene, seeing that the next step was that he would be eaten by a White Castle, but he did not interfere with Owen's thinking with any words, and expressed trust with his actions.

"But I'm not happy at all." Draco said with a dark face, "I want to kill you, Harry."

"Come on, I don't want to stay here any longer." Draco said with tears in his eyes. Well, it wasn't because he was scared, it was just because of the stench.

"Oh!" Draco fell to the ground sprawled, feeling like his legs were really going to break. Why the hell is Owen so heavy?

Owen squinted at the backs of the figures walking in front. If he hadn't been unable to get the Sorcerer's Stone from the Mirror of Erised, he wouldn't have had to push the game. After all, if Dumbledore had still arranged the plot as it did in the original plot

, then only those who are eager to find the Philosopher's Stone without thinking about using it can get it, and Owen himself obviously does not meet the conditions.

The gravitational spell he created during the Ravenclaw test had already been perfected. Under the influence of the spell, a strong pulling force suddenly erupted from a point in front of the troll's head, and the troll raised his hand high.

The wooden stick fell hard under the sudden huge traction force, and hit the back of the giant monster's head with a "bang" sound. The giant monster's huge body shook, and then fell heavily to the ground, losing consciousness instantly.

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Harry was startled, then looked thoughtfully at Draco, who looked confident, and nodded in agreement: "That makes sense."

Hermione grabbed the parchment, pondered for a while and then smiled: "Obviously, the smallest bottle can allow us to pass through the black flames and get the magic stone. And the one on the far right can make people go back the way they came."

The white king stood up from his throne, smashed the black queen to pieces, and dragged her remains out of the chessboard, stacking them on top of the remains of the chess pieces.

"But the problem is, finding the only key among hundreds of keys is a big project." Hermione frowned and thought, "We can't try to catch them one by one..."

The little wizards quickly passed through the smelly room and arrived at a simple room. As soon as they crossed the threshold, purple flames rose behind them, blocking their escape route. At the same time, black flames also lit up in front of them.

The flames blocked the way.

"I should have heard you hum this tune before." Harry said as he recalled, "It sounds pretty good. Did you compose it?" He always felt that Owen was an all-round guy, and it was normal for him to be able to compose tunes.

Every move he made was extremely cautious, because every time a chess piece was captured, the opponent's chess piece would smash the chess piece into pieces and drag the remains to the wall, giving the chess game a more cruel meaning.

"Then I'll come with you." Owen said helplessly.

"Yeah, let's talk about it later," Harry said perfunctorily. In short, this was how Owen used to deal with him.

"Look, when the sweet bait is right in front of you, people tend to ignore the possible crisis." Owen said with a half-smile.

Hermione also released a blue bellflower-like flame, which spread quickly. In just a few seconds, the surrounding vines struggled, twisted and shrank to the damp stone wall, releasing the little wizards above.

A huge monster stood in the room. It had dull granite-like skin, short and thick legs like tree stumps, and a huge and stupid body like a pile of huge gravel, with a cocoa bean-like head on top.

The little head and its ugly little eyes blinked stupidly. It carried a thick wooden stick in its long arms and was slowly approaching the crowd. Its rich stench made people want to spit out their overnight meal.

"No more than two people can drink the potion in this bottle." Harry frowned, picked it up, and looked at everyone, "I have to go there..."

"But..." Hermione was about to stop her immediately.

"Want to play wizard chess? I'm good at this!" Draco said inflated.

They walked down the slope of the corridor. In addition to their footsteps, there was also the sound of water slowly dripping down the wall. The atmosphere was very depressing along the way, and everyone was very nervous, so Owen hummed softly.

It played a melodious melody, which actually startled the others.

Facts have proved that they are still very reliable. Harry showed an excellent talent for searching for targets, and it only took five minutes to find the target.

The little wizards looked at each other in confusion, looking up at the chaotically flying keys, and their claws went numb for a moment.

The group of people came to the end of the corridor. In front of them was a brightly lit room. Countless keys with wings were flying around, shining like gems. There were several broomsticks piled in the corner of the room.

The group of people walked quickly towards the door in front, only Draco's resentful voice still echoed in the room: "So, what is my role?"

"Owen, what can you do?" Hermione looked at Owen, who was standing aside leisurely, and said with a frown. She didn't know why Owen looked so distracted now.

"Awesome..." Harry sighed. He knew that he had been tricked by Owen again. This guy was not sure. He just wanted to get through. But the question came, why was Owen so lazy?

Harry took the key from his hand and unlocked the door. Draco touched his sore chin and muttered: "Look, you can't do anything without me..."

However, Harry moved more and more smoothly under Draco's instructions. After Draco helped him eliminate one or two wrong directions in each step, he directed his side to capture the white pieces one by one with a solemn expression.

He firmly had the upper hand in this duel.

"Owen, aren't you acting recklessly?" Draco almost jumped.

"Huh? Familiar?" Owen narrowed his eyes and looked at him. This is amazing, it is Hedwig Variations. Although it is famous, you should not be familiar with it, because it is the theme song of the Harry Potter series of movies...

Next, Neville replaced another black knight, Hermione chose the castle, and Draco didn't want to choose the same one as Hermione, so he replaced another black bishop.

"You deserve the most credit, Draco." Harry comforted, "Without you, I would have lost just now."

They came to a door again, and as soon as they opened the door, a disgusting stench hit their nostrils, making everyone choke and retreat, and their eyes were filled with tears. A ferocious roar came, and the horror in front of them was

The sight made the little wizards' hearts beat in their throats.

"I'm not sure I can win." Owen raised his eyebrows, and then said jokingly, "I think we have to rely on Draco for this level."

Harry: "..." What the hell?

Being teased by Owen like this, he suddenly felt that the tension in his heart was inexplicably relieved. He silently remembered Owen's words in his heart, and at the same time seriously pondered what the profound meaning was.

Neville looked at Harry, then at Owen, and followed Owen's instructions with great trust and walked one space to the right.

The little wizards became nervous again. There were faint rustling and tinkling sounds in front of them, mixed with the sound of countless wings flashing, like a large group of birds flying randomly.

This guy doesn't do what he says at all! What about the advice he promised?

"I'll give it a try." Owen blinked. Wasting time is not a good habit.

The white king took off the crown from his head and threw it at his feet. The white chess pieces bowed and retreated, leaving a path leading directly to the door at the end.

"Draco, I'm in charge of commanding the chess pieces. You can help me make suggestions." Harry begged sincerely, "Please do your best."

"As long as you master the tricks of dealing with it, it's not difficult at all." Owen said with a smile to the stunned crowd.

"Shh, there's something going on ahead." Hermione suddenly whispered. She was also thinking about the meaning of GGAD, which must be the abbreviation of something...

"What we are looking for is probably a large antique key, maybe it's silver?" Harry scratched his head, then grabbed a broomstick and said, "No matter, I'll try to look for it first..."

In a way, you are indeed very powerful. Harry nodded cautiously, and then replaced a black knight.

"Don't be too nervous, take it easy." Owen said in a brisk tone. He was really not interested in children's level-breaking games. Judging from the current team configuration, he should be able to follow behind leisurely -

-The children happily played the puzzle game, and he easily took the magic stone. How wonderful.

"Owen, the tone you just sounded is a bit familiar." Harry was so nervous that his knuckles turned white when he clenched his wand. He wanted to make himself less nervous, so he spoke.

"The queen moves three spaces to the left." Owen said calmly, watching the black queen walk directly into the white base camp, surrounded by white chess pieces.

"Of course, you can trust me." Draco raised his chin reservedly and decided to use all his abilities.

"Haha, I just said that I am very good at chess." Draco said eagerly.

Harry cautiously approached the door at the end, pulled the door handle hard, and tried the lock-picking spell, but failed to open the door. He stared at the flying keys and said, "The door is locked. It looks like we

I need to grab the key to this door..."

Harry ignored his words: "It seems we have to act as chess pieces." He looked at Owen: "Owen, you are the best at wizard chess..."

"The queen moves forward one space to the left." After the opponent's white pawn took a step forward, Owen continued to direct casually, watching the black queen smash the white pawn.

They entered the room inside the door, and the dark room suddenly became brightly lit. They stood beside a huge chessboard. The black chess pieces in front were taller than them, and the white chess pieces on the other side had no facial features on their faces.

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"It's okay, Harry, let's go on." Neville was in the most dangerous situation, but he seemed very calm and brave, "I think it will knock me out at most, so don't forget to take me with you when you leave."

"Let's go this way." Harry said, pointing to the only stone corridor that was walkable. After observing everyone's situation and confirming that everyone was okay, Harry took the lead and walked at the front.

"Found it, the one with sky blue wings!" He swooped towards a big silver key. Several people chased and intercepted the key in mid-air. Harry and Draco cooperated particularly well, and finally Harry chased the key.

With no way to escape, he plunged into Draco's arms.

Owen let out a soft "tsk", and the black bishop he represented crossed most of the chessboard diagonally, completely forcing the white king into a blind corner.

Hermione pulled her hair unconsciously and walked around the wooden door, sometimes looking at the key above her head, sometimes looking at the locked door. Neville couldn't help but take a broomstick and go up to the sky.

Draco stood up with a dark face, stamped his feet on the ground, and after confirming that his bones no longer hurt, he turned his face to the side.

However, in the following game, Draco's expression became worse and worse, and a blush of embarrassment appeared on his pale cheeks. The wand in his hand kept shaking, almost giving Harry a bad word.

Cursed.

"I caught it!" Draco raised his eyebrows and showed a bright and proud smile. But he couldn't be handsome for more than three seconds. The silver key he was struggling in his hand almost flew out of his hand, and the key head hit hard.

on his chin.

"It's a troll!" Hermione's body was trembling a little. Draco had already retreated far away and took out the alchemical items on his body.

Harry pursed his lips and smiled. Although Owen seemed careless along the way, he was always the most reliable when something happened... Harry was very lucky to have Owen as a friend. Of course, he was also lucky to know so many people who were willing to do anything for him.

Adventurous friends.

"Okay." He didn't refuse. He was really not sure that he could pass the subsequent levels. With Owen here, he would feel more at ease. Unknowingly, Owen was already someone he could rely on in his heart.

"We will wait for you here until you come back safely." The others looked at each other. Although they were unwilling to do so, they also knew that this was the best choice.

Harry nodded heavily, and then he and Owen drank the potion in one mouthful, and stepped firmly into the black flames under the gaze of everyone.

(End of chapter)