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"The broomstick, it's up to you, Harry."

After violently dismantling the first three levels, looking at the countless keys flying in the sky in front of him, it was finally Harry's turn to appear.

It was finally Harry's turn to appear. He had obviously gone through a test, but for no reason, Harry was still a little excited.

He was finally able to take action, instead of just following Hermione around like a jerk.

Ron: "Ah, yes, yes."

Riding on the broomstick next to him, Harry soared directly into the sky. After a wonderful operation, he directly held the key in his hand.

Hermione and Ron below were dazzled by Niubi's broomstick skills.

This is the flying broomstick talent of a person who was born on a flying broomstick. Even if Hermione tried very hard, she was still far behind Harry.

There was no suspense about this level. After passing it, Hermione and the three of them ran into a wall of fire.

This is a puzzle game, and Hermione still takes the lead.

Finally, Harry completed the final process and walked into the wall of fire for the final trial.

Ron: "What about me? Well, I'm just here to help."

…

Looking at Harry who slowly walked into the final chamber and stood in front of the Mirror of Erised, Xiao Yiren narrowed his eyes.

Now it's his show time.

…

"Harry, Harry, what did you see?"

Looking in front of him, looking at his parents standing next to him in the Mirror of Erised, Harry suddenly heard the ghostly voice in his ears, and his whole body was shocked.

However, he did not dare to look back directly, because he could clearly feel a hard object pressing against his waist. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the wand of the guy behind him.

"Who exactly are you? Why do you appear in Hogwarts?!"

Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Harry's face turned slightly pale. However, seeing the kind parents in the magic mirror in front of him, Harry still managed to stay calm. However, he did not directly answer the other person's question, but asked a rhetorical question first.

Went back.

"Who am I? You don't need to worry about this matter. First tell me, what did you see in the mirror?"

Seeing the other party's reaction, Harry was silent for a while, but still gritted his teeth and lied.

"I saw that I helped Gryffindor win the Student Cup, and I also became the best Quidditch player in the college. I was filled with honors and trophies were placed everywhere..."

"No, you lied!"

Harry's lies became smoother and smoother, but the voice behind him didn't seem to be fooled by him at all, and a scolding directly interrupted his words.

"No, Harry, you should be able to see a stone, a red stone. Give it to me. Just give it to me and you will live. You won't be like your parents."

It was okay not to say this, but once he said it, Harry's whole body exploded.

Anger swept through Harry's heart like a volcano erupting. Harry instantly remembered that he had asked for advice when he watched Hermione and Xiao Yiren practice Defense Against the Dark Arts.

What should you do when a magic wand is placed on your head, waist, or back?

Xiao Yiren: "Beat him, son of a bitch!"

Recalling the original training, Harry put his left hand in his trouser pocket, as if he was stealing something, and the figure behind him was indeed attracted by this movement.

Then……

Broken Star steps on his feet, turns sideways and presses his heart and elbows, turns around and rolls up the wheel.

There was a smooth movement, and then Harry heard a scream, and then the sound of a wooden stick breaking.

At this time, Harry lowered his head and could see a broken wooden stick between his arm and right shoulder. The end of the stick was mixed with some strange substances. With his knowledge, he was not able to discern the material of this thing.

However, Harry didn't care about these things. He threw aside the small wooden root that seemed to be a wand, then pulled out the wand and pointed it in front of him, kicked him and elbowed him, and was now holding his belly.

The man in black half-knelt in front of him.

Harry wasn't sure if the guy across from him had a spare wand. If he did, considering his extremely poor Charms grades and the fact that Defense Against the Dark Arts didn't exist at all, Harry still thought it would be better to strike first.

powerful.

Fortunately, he didn't fully know how to play wizard chess with Ron before. He also learned some other magic spells during training with Xiao Yiren and Hermione, just like this one.

"Split into pieces!"

But obviously, the man in black was not easy to mess with. Harry's attack missed the target and landed on the floor of the secret room, causing a series of medium-sized cracks on the floor. Well, it was still very powerful.

Quite impressive, but this accuracy still needs to be practiced.

"What, Harry, do you think you are really my opponent?! Hand over the Sorcerer's Stone and I can spare your life."

Watching the guy in front of him take out another wand, Harry couldn't help but feel nervous. Sure enough, the person who could sneak into Hogwarts would definitely not be a parallel importer. There was no way he would be unprepared for the wizard's wand.

But in this way, he who originally had a slight advantage may have to deal with the guy on the opposite side reluctantly.

At this moment, Harry couldn't help but pray in his heart. Hermione and Ron must do their best. Call Dumbledore over quickly. The sooner the better.

Of course, despite thinking this way, Harry's hands kept moving.

"According to Xiao Yiren's guidance, if you want to prolong the battle, you must control the rhythm of the battle in your own hands. Especially when facing an opponent whose strength is unknown, if you cannot run, you must not give the opponent a chance to attack."

"Split into pieces!"

This is because Harry doesn't know many offensive magics now, and there are even fewer that can actually be used in combat. With the experience of training with Xiao Yiren and Hermione, he has not used any of those that can be broken with just one poke.

The meaning of the little evil curse, the disintegrating curses flew out one after another, and for a while, the man in black in front of him was jumping up and down.

Unfortunately, this kind of thing was only temporary. When the man in black came to his senses, an Iron Armor Curse directly resisted all Harry's disintegration curses, and an "Upside Down Golden Bell" hung Harry up.

Although Harry tore up Newton's urn and was hung directly in the air, the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket failed to break Newton's curse and fell directly under the pull of gravity.

Fortunately, Harry had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he caught it directly and held it firmly in his hand.

"Hand it over!!!"

But the next moment, the man in black rushed towards him, a faint black smoke lingering around his body. In the dim firelight, Harry saw a ferocious face with a pierced nose.