Harry Potter and Master of Magic

Zhang Hao stood in front of the Black King and faced the White King with awe.

The golden nanmu is shining, and the strong magic is just around the corner.

"The Wrath of the Goddess of Dawn - Sun Fire Flare!"

The most primitive incantation sounded in an instant, and a beam of light as thick as a water tank shot directly at the opposite White King.

boom!

The high temperature caused an explosion, and the White King was blown to pieces. He was a barrier in the passage, but it has now been destroyed.

Zhang Hao wiped his sweat and rushed towards the opposite side.

The other chess pieces also realized that someone was not following the rules, regardless of whether they were white or black, they all attacked Zhang Hao.

The knights waved their spears and epee swords, the privates slashed violently with two swords, small arrows shot from the castle, and they chased down with their swords...

In an instant, all the pieces on the entire chessboard became enemies!

That's the price of flipping the table!

"Proto hook!"

Zhang Hao took the time to apply a layer of armor to himself, and then dodged a spear stabbed by a knight.

"Redkto!"

White's queen attacked sharply, and he couldn't dodge it, so he could only tear her to shreds with a smashing spell.

At this point, the road to the opposite side has been blocked.

Zhang Hao ran for a few steps and rushed into a corridor with a vigorous leap.

There was another door at the end of this corridor. He was about to open the wooden door when he suddenly heard light footsteps coming from behind the door.

He quickly stepped aside and cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself.

Then, he disappeared completely.

The wooden door was opened, and Hermione hurriedly ran along the way.

At the same time, Zhang Hao also smelled a disgusting smell, which came from the next room.

That's right, the new level is another big room with a troll lying on the floor.

This giant monster was bigger than the one Zhang Hao beaten up last time. It lay motionless in front of it, with a large bloody lump on its head.

Zhang Hao ignored the poor troll and walked straight to the next door.

The door hadn't closed, and Hermione had just left the room behind it.

A big fire is burning in the room, the door is a purple flame, and the road leading to the next level is a black flame.

In the center of the room was a table with seven bottles of various shapes on it.

Therefore, Zhang Hao's current situation is very embarrassing.

He knew that there was an antidote for fire on the table, but he couldn't touch the table.

"Damn it! I really want to play by the rules, but you just force me to foul!"

Zhang Hao cursed in exasperation, and then began to recall useful spells in his mind.

The devil's fire released by the Fiery Fire Charm will simulate all kinds of terrifying animal images, and the flame here has no such characteristics.

So this flame is obviously not a terrible devil's fire, it is probably just a potion-fueled flame.

It has to be said that Snape designed the levels better than other professors.

If he didn't know what kind of potion he used, if he was rashly burned, it probably wouldn't end well.

"But why did the potions catch fire? Where did those potions come from?"

Zhang Hao pondered for a moment, and approached the room against the heat to check all the details in the room.

"Huh? Is there a mechanism?"

On the ground in front of the entrance threshold, there is a small black pipe.

These black pipes are the same color as the floor, and they are not protruding from the ground, so it is almost indistinguishable if you don't look closely.

Zhang Hao grinned and said, "Just such a small mechanism? It can also block some elm heads."

Wizards like to use magic to solve problems when they encounter problems, but Snape just used a mechanism that most wizards are not good at.

Zhang Hao thought for a while, and cast a transformation spell on the black pipe on the ground.

Those black pipes grow taller and taller like small bamboo shoots,

Then I tie a bow to myself.

The next second, the purple flames began to languish, and after a while it was completely extinguished.

Zhang Hao didn't even look at the table in the center of the room. He walked over to the black flames and looked at the ground carefully. Sure enough, he found a thin black pipe.

He did the same, tying these black pipes with bows.

In this way, the black flame gradually extinguished.

Zhang Hao thought: "I hope Harry has solved Lao Fu, don't let me down."

He added a layer of Disillusionment Charm to himself before entering the last room.

However, seeing the scene in the house, he couldn't help but change his face.

Because Harry didn't get Quirrell done, he was holding Quirrell's hand with one hand and pressing Quirrell's face with the other.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"what!"

Quirrell let out a scream, and his face and hands were covered with hot, shiny blisters. He tried to push Harry away, but Harry held him tightly.

However, Lao Fu's urging came from the back of his head, which made him miserable.

Compared to Quirrell, Harry was also having a hard time.

It was the closest Harry had ever come to Old V, the scar on his forehead hurting to the extreme.

Zhang Hao could clearly see that Harry's face had been distorted to the point of being out of shape.

"MMP! Misled by the movie again!"

Although Quirrell was embarrassed, his hands and face did not turn into weathered stones like in the movie.

In contrast, Harry gradually lost his strength.

Zhang Hao knew that when Quirrell recovered, Harry would be dead.

Maybe Lao Fu will have an extra body at that moment...

Harry is one of the Horcruxes!

Zhang Hao immediately realized the seriousness of the matter, pointed his wand at Quirrell, and uttered the spell without hesitation: "Stupple!"

This is a stun spell, Harry is in Quirrell's hands, Zhang Hao dare not use too powerful magic.

The invisible magic hit Quirrell, knocking him to the ground in an instant.

But he was not in a coma, and wizards have certain magic resistance. If the power of the spell is not enough, it is difficult for wizards to play an ideal role.

It's like a first-year student using the Death Spell on Dumbledore. Let's not say whether it can be done or not. Even if they can do it, even if they drain their magic power, they can't hurt Dumbledore.

Although Zhang Hao's magic power is comparable to that of an adult wizard, the blow just now was rushed, and it's hard to say how powerful it is.

Quirrell clearly resisted, shaking his head, panting and laughing.

He was also freed from Harry's grip, despite a spell.

"Aha! Who's here? Slytherin genius Zhang Hao? Another child who wants to be a savior?"

"Shut up! Idiot, kill them and find the Philosopher's Stone."

It seems that Lao Fu knew that the villain died of too much talk, and he was very dissatisfied with Quirrell's humiliation.

Quirrell didn't dare to disobey Lao Fu, and rubbed his fingers when he heard the words.

This is a precursor to snapping his fingers, Zhang Hao's heart moved, and he instantly added an armor to protect himself.

"Snapped!"

Sure enough, it turned out that Zhang Hao had foresight.

As soon as he put on the armor protection on his front feet, he was attacked on his hind feet.

Not knowing what magic Quirrell used, Zhang Hao felt like he was hit by a bull.

He stepped back a few steps, and took advantage of the situation to hide behind a pillar before he could cast a spell to counterattack.

"Redkto!"