Chapter 151： Intuition B

After solving the trolls, Harry and Hermione slumped to the ground in sync, gasping for breath.

"Thanks to Snape for talking about trolls in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

Originally, Hermione just sighed casually, but suddenly caught the aura that had flashed before.

"Wait! Why does he teach us a lesson about trolls?"

Hermione rubbed her hair frantically, making her messy long hair even more shabby. She faintly sensed something was wrong, but she lacked a few key pieces of information that made her unable to connect all the clues.

"So, what are you doubting?"

Harry got a little slower and got up from the ground, and asked impatiently.

Since entering the trapdoor, Hermione has been saying weird things, no matter how slow Harry is, he can roughly hear her meaning-these levels are problematic, and it is probably not the place where the Philosopher’s Stone is really kept. .

They rushed to rush through the level in a hurry and made them feel ashamed, don't they look like fools?

In any case, Harry was only an eleven-year-old child, and he was also named Gryffindor. It was when her desire to express himself was so intense, when Hermione was suddenly pouring cold water on him, he was actually a little bit dissatisfied in his heart.

Now Hermione said something like this as if to defend Snape...

Harry's dissatisfaction broke out all at once.

"Ron has been knocked out! We almost died under the giant stick of this troll just now! Do you still think that all this is a game that Dumbledore played to deceive Snape?!"

Harry swayed his arms sharply. In fact, he didn't know why he did it. He just felt that doing so would make him vent his dissatisfaction more happily.

And Hermione seemed to be startled by Harry's sudden roar, she stared at the angry Harry blankly, her mind went blank.

Because of her surprise, Hermione couldn't even raise the anger of her being misunderstood, she just stared at her, her mouth opened slightly, and she watched without saying a word as Harry continued to roar there.

"Also! What did you mean by that sentence?! At this time, do you still want to say that Snape is a good person? It's not him who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone. Is it possible that Professor Quirrell is missing?!"

Harry, who was in constant anger, didn't know, his casual hypothesis was basically right, which made the professors watching the play very hard to laugh.

Ron sighed and covered his eyes.

Only Feishe was a little inexplicable, he tugged Professor McGonagall's sleeve, "Minerva, why is Scarhead getting angry?"?w?

"Hmm... Potter, there is a slight misunderstanding between him and Hermione..."

Professor McGonagall explained as tactfully as possible, and Snape next to him let out a disdainful sneer.

While Fei Xu was ignorant of the situation, Harry continued to vent his dissatisfaction.

"I'll tell you! Why did Snape give us a class on trolls! He is showing off! Showing off that he has solved Quirrell! Understood?! Miss know-it-all!"

The word Miss Know-it-all made Hermione who was sluggish gradually come back to her senses, and her gaze at Harry became dangerous.

Harry, who didn’t know anything about it, continued to growl: "Didn’t you tell me that he stole the Philosopher’s Stone to resurrect Voldemort? Didn’t it mean that you burned Snape’s robe and gave me a curse? Saved... from...?"

The roaring Harry just remembered at this time that Hermione had saved his life, and even when the troll was dealt with just now, the main credit was given to Hermione.

Harry recovered his sanity quickly and quickly lowered his head to apologize.

"Hug, sorry... Hermione, I, I didn't mean that..."

He eagerly explained to Hermione: "I just... just think you think too much. At this time, we should hurry up and get the Philosopher's Stone instead of guessing about such uncertain things."

"..."

Because Harry apologized too quickly, and finally recovered from the sluggishness, Hermione, who was about to be angry, suffocated her anger abruptly.

This emotional disconnect is extremely uncomfortable, so her tone is not so polite.

"You finally remember that I saved your life."

After Hermione stabbed Harry a little bit, she still thought the Philosopher's Stone matter was more important.

"I'm just guessing whether Snape deliberately asked us to come over and take the lead. After we got the Philosopher's Stone, we would **** it directly from our hands. After all, compared with the magic traps of the professors, it was obviously ours. A few little wizards are easier to deal with."

But soon she shook her head again, denying her thoughts, "No, he doesn't need to do anything extra, he will break through the level himself, and the speed must be much faster than us... Maybe you are right, Snape may just be Show off, or... did he deliberately lead you to die? It's just that, he tried his best to teach us how to deal with trolls, but it doesn't make sense..."

Hermione's thinking reached a dead end again, and she grabbed her hair irritably.

"Don't think so much," Harry interrupted Hermione's entanglement, "Anyway, let's move on. If it's really like you said, this is just a cover, it's just a waste of our energy. , If there is a Sorcerer's Stone in it, then we will take it away, so no matter what Snape is planning, it will be meaningless."

"Right."

Hermione shook her head, put her confused thoughts aside, and walked to the next room with Harry.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the new room, a purple flame rose from the entrance behind them, sealing the way back, and a black flame rose in front of the door to the next level.

In the center of the room, there is a table with seven bottles of various shapes side by side.

"Snape's magic."

Seeing this scene, even if you don't need to eliminate it, you know that it came from the hands of Snape, the professor of potions.

The two came to the table cautiously and found that there was still a roll of parchment beside the bottle. They opened the parchment and saw a string of words written profusely on it.

Harry and Hermione stood together, reading the contents carefully, but what neither of them found was that when they were reading the parchment, the purple flames behind them shook strangely.

"what is this?"

After reading the content on the parchment, Harry suddenly felt his head swelled. The string of words and poems were not like poetry, and the story was not like a story. He was confused.

Anyway, with the killers, giants, and dwarfs written on it, Harry hadn't figured out what it meant.

But Hermione's face showed a winning smile.

"It's wonderful," she explained to Harry, "this is not magic, it is logical reasoning, it is a riddle. Many of the greatest wizards have no ability to reason logically. They have to be trapped here forever."

Then she solved Snape's riddle in less than a minute in Harry's amazed gaze.

"The smallest bottle can pass through the black flame, and the round bottle on the far right allows us to go back."

Harry picked up the smallest bottle and looked at it. "It's only enough for one person."

The two looked at each other, and Harry clenched the bottle in his hand and said, "You can go back with that bottle. Take Ron, go back with the flying broomstick in the first room. When you go back, remember to put on the invisible Clothes to prevent hitting Snape."

He raised his hand to stop Hermione who wanted to talk, "Listen to me, I insisted on looking for the Sorcerer's Stone, so I can't let you take the risk for me in this last level."

When the critical moment came, Harry was still very responsible, and he confessed to Hermione solemnly.

"I don’t know if I can successfully get the Sorcerer’s Stone, but if you see Snape on the way back, please notify Professor McGonagall as soon as possible, and then send Hedwig to Dumbledore. I need Their support. I may be able to contain Snape temporarily, but I will definitely not be his opponent."

"Ah……"

The sneer on Snape's face became even more disdainful when he heard Harry's blatant words .

I don't know that Snape's two people on the side cheered each other up, and then Harry opened the bottle in his hand and drank the liquid inside.

"Good luck, be careful!"

At this time, Hermione had no time to entangle the discordant places. She watched Harry walk into the black flame, and then opened the billowing bottle...

A hand suddenly stretched out from the air beside it, and grabbed Hermione's wrist tightly.

After that, Snape with a grinning face lifted the invisibility cloak on his body and appeared in front of Hermione.

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