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　　 "Crack!"

　　 "Pop!"

　　 Amidst the dull applause of Harry and Dudley, it took Hermione about a minute to unravel the maze of nine square grids gorgeously.

　　 There was almost no pause in the whole process, and she saw Hermione holding up her little hand and constantly moving the small iron pieces on the puzzle, moving up and left, down and right, and then a line of patterns emerged.

　　 In the end, she spliced ​​the patterns in the puzzle that she didn't know actually were. With her abstract imagination, she just spliced ​​them together.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 When the last piece of the puzzle was pushed to the correct position, a complete pattern finally appeared in front of the three little guys.

　　 "Like some kind of machine."

　　 Looking at the weird pattern, Hermione frowned and said.

　　 "This is obviously pizza."

　　 Dudley made a different opinion next to him, attracting the unanimous gaze of Hermione and Harry.

"what's happenin?"

　　 Dudley, who didn't know why, looked at them strangely.

　　Where does this thing look like pizza? The two were unable to complain.

　　 "It should be a key. It looks like the key to the cupboard where I live."

　　 Harry tilted his head, looked at the pattern on the puzzle from another angle, and immediately found that it looked like a key.

　　Hermione noticed Harry's actions, and tilted her head in a way. Sure enough, the key seemed to be a more reliable answer than pizza and some kind of machinery. . But wait.

　　 "You live in a cupboard?"

　　 The little girl asked Harry in disbelief.

"Yes what's the matter."

　　 "But..."

　　 Harry's supposedly rhetorical question made the little girl's tone choked. Of course this was wrong, very wrong, but more concretely, the current Hermione couldn't tell the whole truth.

　　 She only knew it was wrong,

　　 Just as Hermione was about to organize the language and discuss the issue with Harry, Dudley shouted.

　　 "Hey! Hey! Look!"

　　 The two looked back again.

　　 Some kind of light appeared on the puzzle that Hermione had put together, and it was like an illusion. Before the three of them could see it clearly, the puzzle was like melting snow, disappearing without a trace in front of the three of them.

　　 is replaced by a square grid at the back of the puzzle. In the grid are four cone-shaped triangular bottles containing light brown liquid.

The bottle looked like glass, and it was a bit dirty on the outside, and even the liquid inside looked turbid. The mouth of the bottle was stuffed with a wooden stopper, about the size of two fingers, and the liquid inside didn’t seem to be enough for a sip. of.

　　 The three people looked at each other.

　　 This thing is clearly meant for them to drink, but this weird little potion bottle made by a witch, can it really be drunk?

　　 "Are we going to drink them down."

　　 Dudley swallowed.

　　 "I think, yes."

　　 Harry's face was also a little stiff, he sullenly nodded hesitantly.

Hermione also felt that this thing should be for them. Four Erlenmeyer flasks, exactly one for each person. Shire hadn't had time to say where the safe house was, but the little girl felt that since Shire brought them here, the safe house should be there. Not far from here.

　　 The liquid in the bottle is definitely not for them to see.

　　 The little girl stretched out her hand to take a bottle to drink, but she suddenly remembered something. She turned her head and glanced at the sleeping Shire, then retracted her hand again.

　　. . She couldn't leave Shire alone and let Harry and Dudley, two careless guys, take care of Shire. She didn't know what would go wrong.

　　 Harry, who was silent next to him, watched Hermione's movements in full view.

　　 Harry still doesn't know that he is the savior of the magic world, but the quality and character of a person will not change because of a title.

　　 "I'll come first!"

　　 Hermione and Dudley were too late to dissuade, Harry reached out to pick up an Erlenmeyer flask, unplugged the cork, and drank directly into his mouth.

　　 "Gudong! Gudong!"

　　 The passage is quiet again.

　　 Harry quickly drank the liquid in the Erlenmeyer flask. He felt a light in his hand. The small and cloudy Erlenmeyer flask had disappeared like the previous puzzle, like melting snow.

　　 If he raised his head feeling, Harry found that the bottle had returned to the small grid on the wall, but the potion in it had disappeared.

　　 Hermione and Dudley didn't pay attention to this magical scene, because the two of them were looking at Harry with widened eyes, as if they were watching a warrior.

　　 "You, are you okay."

　　 About a few seconds later, Hermione asked tentatively.

"how does it taste?"

　　 This is Dudley.

　　 Harry felt that he didn’t feel anything, and the liquid in the Erlenmeyer flask had no taste. It was light and light, as if he was drinking water.

"I feel.."

　　 But Harry's voice stopped abruptly before it fell.

In the surprised gazes of Hermione and Dudley, Harry began to shrink and shrink. The distance between the narrowing was very short and fuzzy, making it difficult to see how he narrowed. He just felt like a blink of an eye and Harry It became only the size of a thumb.

After 　　 shrunk, Harry looked at his arm blankly, looked at the ground, and then raised his head again.

　　 When he saw two giant-like companions, he immediately realized that he had become smaller.

　　 "Hey! I am here!"

　　 He waved his arms vigorously.

　　 "Hey, little, little cousin."

　　 Of course Hermione and Dudley didn't lose Harry, after all, they had been staring at Harry.

　　 "I saw you!"

　　 The little girl deliberately lowered her voice.

But her answer still caused Harry to cover his ears in pain. Her voice was too loud, especially in this relatively closed passage. After several layers of refraction on the wall, it spread to Harry’s ears. It sounded like It's thunder.

The clever Hermione judged the problem from Harry’s actions. She stopped speaking, picked up the remaining three Erlenmeyer flasks, stuffed one of them into Dudley, and then crawled to sleep with the other two. The Shire.

　　 Thanks to she didn't drink it in advance, drinking this magical potion will make it smaller, and after getting smaller, she can't help Shire drink the potion.

　　 And Harry and Dudley, these two idiots, might forget Shire, and Shire, who was sleeping, could not drink the potion by himself.

　　 That would be interesting.

　　 Coming to Shire's side, Hermione pulled out the cork, squeezed Shire's chin with her little hand, and gently poured the liquid in.

　　 She doesn't know if this is useful, UU read www.uukahnshu.com but she has no other way.

　　 It turned out to be useful, because under Hermione's gaze, the sleeping Charles began to shrink quickly, just like Harry before.

　　 and still staying drowsy.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back, her reach was no longer possible. He probably drank the potion, and several of her companions have become smaller. She was afraid that she would accidentally touch them, so she didn't dare to move. Drink the potion equally quickly.

　　 Then, Hermione felt the magic of the shrinking potion.

　　 Her vision is constantly decreasing, but she doesn't have any strange reactions, like it is. . It is not that she is shrinking but everything around her is magnifying.

Fantastic.

　　 "This is magic? Cool!"

　　 The little girl whispered.

After 　　 became smaller, she quickly saw Charles not far away, Dudley and Harry behind her, and more. . On the wall further away, that small door.

　　. . .

　　 "I think, behind the door there should be some kind of safe house."

　　 Harry and Hermione took a lot of effort to drag the sleeping Shire to the door. The narrow tunnel space was very crowded for the four little guys, but it was very empty for them after they were reduced.

It took at least a minute to drag Shire to the wall. Harry and Hermione were holding Shire one by one. Only Dudley was still relaxed. He stood in front of the door and started him. Trembling cleverly.

　　 Hermione rolled her eyes from behind.

　　 "Then, how do we open them."

　　 asked the little girl.

　　 These words are actually in line with Dudley's mind. It depends on Dudley rolling up his sleeves and taking a step forward.

　　 "Look at your brother D!"