Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

As he quickly finished reciting the incantation, the inconspicuous small stone instantly expanded like a balloon and turned into a boulder weighing at least thirty pounds.

The distance from the roof to the top of the monster's head is less than five meters. For the free-falling stones, it only takes one second.

"Woo~"

"Crack!"

In the blink of an eye, the stone amplified by the spell hit the giant monster's head hard.

The giant monster didn't even have the time to open its eyes. It swayed slightly and fell straight back.

The huge body hit the ground, and the wind kicked up dust all over the ground, followed by a stench.

Fortunately, protected by Dumbledore's Head Bubble Charm, the two of them only frowned slightly and did not vomit due to the smell.

Glenn waved his magic wand and released the transformation spell. The little hummingbirds and big rocks turned back into their original pieces of wood.

"Recover as before!"

He tapped the largest fragment with his wand again.

A flash of silver light flashed, and the fragments in the surroundings flew back one by one, gathered together, and returned to their original appearance of the big wooden stick.

Dumbledore nodded to Glenn without saying anything, and waved to him to go to the next room with him.

The two of them stepped past the giant monster lying on the ground, walked quickly to the door, opened the door and walked in without hesitation.

As soon as they crossed the threshold, the door behind them closed automatically, and at the same time a flame rose, blocking the way they came.

This flame was different from ordinary flames, nor like the golden-red flame summoned by Glenn with the fire spell, but a strange purple one.

At the same time, a black wall of fire burst out from the door leading to the front, trapping them in the middle.

The air here was obviously much fresher, and Dumbledore waved his hand to lift the head-soaking spell on the two of them.

"This smell..." Glenn pinched his eyebrows and complained, "I don't want to experience it again in my life."

Dumbledore looked a little embarrassed and said, "It seems that we need to add some ventilation facilities to that room."

Glenn nodded repeatedly in agreement.

They chatted for a while, and Dumbledore began to comment on Glenn's tactics and expressed his admiration for his ingenuity in the use of spells.

"Whether it's a spell or a transformation, it can have some unexpected effects under certain circumstances, just like what you did today."

He expressed his satisfaction and relief unabashedly.

"This skill of combining magic spells, I personally would like to call it - the wizard's combat wisdom."

Glenn was a little embarrassed by his praise, scratched his head and looked around the room.

In addition to the two-color fire at the door on the left and right sides, there is also a table in the middle with seven bottles of different sizes and colors on it.

"This should be the level prepared by Professor Snape, right?" Glenn asked, pointing to the bottle on the table.

Dumbledore nodded slightly and motioned for him to look at the parchment on the table.

Glenn had read the contents on the parchment countless times in the book and could almost memorize them.

He even remembered exactly where the correct potion was.

Counting the placement order, there are a total of six pieces of known information, all very clear and not difficult at all.

Relying on the mysterious mathematical ability spread from the ancient East, even if Glenn does not remember the content of the original book, he can easily guess the answer he wants.

He spent two or three minutes reviewing the reasoning process to confirm that his memory was correct, and then picked up the third bottle from the left, which was the smallest bottle.

"This should be the potion that can pass through the black flames, right?"

Glenn shook the bottle slightly, and there was the sound of liquid hitting the glass bottle, and then looked at Dumbledore.

"I knew this wouldn't be a problem for you." Dumbledore smiled and touched his beard.

Glenn removed the cork from the bottle and used the habitual method of blowing air into his nose to smell the smell.

The smell of the potion made him look surprised - this was the smell of the most common fire repellent potion.

With a puzzled look on his face, he looked back at Dumbledore again, and then picked up the bottle of potion on the far right that could be used to return through the purple flames.

The smile on Dumbledore's face became more and more obvious.

The smell of that bottle of potion is exactly the same as the previous one, the smell of fire repellent potion.

Could it be that these are two identical bottles of fire repellent?

A bold idea came to his mind——

The so-called forward and backward are just means to bluff people. Although the fire walls at both ends are different in color, they are still flames in essence.

As long as it is a high-quality fire repellent, it can be used to penetrate the flames at either end.

"It seems that you also discovered that the two bottles contain the same potion. I have already advised Severus not to be lazy..."

Dumbledore shrugged,

"You discovered it so easily. I really want to see his reaction after learning about it."

Glenn looked at his naughty reaction and didn't know what to say.

Dumbledore motioned for him to put the potion back to its place, and then came to the black flame.

The Elder Wand was waved gently, and the flames separated from the middle to the left and right like door curtains.

"Let's go and see the last level."

Glenn followed him through the door.

The flame is not as hot as imagined, but has a hint of warmth.

Inside the door is a circular room, with a golden Mirror of Erised placed on the circular space in the middle, surrounded by a circle of stairs leading up to the wall.

It's a bit like a smaller version of the Colosseum.

"Is this your last resort to protect the Philosopher's Stone?" Glenn asked, pointing to the Mirror of Erised.

Dumbledore nodded and motioned for him to go to the magic mirror and take a look.

Glenn walked slowly down the stairs and stood in front of the mirror.

He didn't dare to look at the picture in the mirror, for fear that he would see the scumbag scene again.

However, the situation as speculated did not occur.

He was the only one in the mirror, wearing neat Ravenclaw robes, not wearing a Rolex, and not having a bunch of security door keys in his hand.

This time the Mirror of Erised seems to have lost its magic, just like an ordinary dressing mirror.

Glenn frowned, wiped the dust off his sleeves, and looked back at Dumbledore in confusion.

"Professor, why are there no special images in the magic mirror today?"

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, signaling him to calm down.

Glenn returned his gaze to the mirror. He still had a puzzled look on his face and made no movement.

In the original book, both Quirrell and Harry saw images related to the Sorcerer's Stone in this mirror.

The only difference is that what Quirrell saw was just an illusion, while Harry actually got the little stone.

Judging from what they have in common, they should all be very eager to get the Magic Stone.

Could it be that...

Glenn looked at himself in the mirror again, imagining himself taking the Sorcerer's Stone out of his pocket and throwing it to Dumbledore.