Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 52
Free-falling through the trapdoor, there was a huge void below, and the cold, damp air whistling past his ears.

With vision beyond ordinary people, John can clearly see something wriggling like tentacles below.

The smell in the air was very familiar to John, it was the unique smell of the devil's net.

This should be the checkpoint set by Professor Sprout, not only considering that falling from a high place, the soft devil's net can protect Harry and the others, but at the same time, casting the fluorescent spell learned in the first grade can force back the devil's net.

Of course, this also reveals that this is a large-scale reality show, just to give the savior a proper trial so that he can grow as Dumbledore thought.

If you really want to guard against enemies who come to steal the Philosopher's Stone, why not use other more dangerous magical plants, such as a layer of Chinese biting cabbage.

Taking out his wand and aiming at the devil's net below, John recited the spell

"Fluorescent flashes!"

The dazzling light shines from the tip of the staff, and then becomes brighter and brighter under the infusion of John's magic power, the whole cave turns into daylight,
The devil's net was frightened by the sudden dazzling white light, and quickly shrank to avoid John, who was getting closer and closer as the landing, but unfortunately, the light released by John was too dazzling, so no matter how the devil's net avoided it, it was difficult to escape the fate of being illuminated.

In the end, it can only stick tightly to the stone walls around the cave, try to shrink its own area, and reduce the illuminated area
And John just passed through the hole left by the devil's net to avoid the light, cast a floating spell on himself before he was about to land, and slowly landed on the ground.

Below the devil's net is a stone corridor, which is the only way out around and the only way to go to the next level.

Going along the corridor, after walking for a while, John heard a lot of rustling sounds, as if thousands of insects were flying at the same time.

At the end of the corridor was a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling.Countless little birds, as dazzling as jewels, flapped their wings and flew around the room.

If you look carefully, you can find that those flying are not small birds, but keys with dazzling wings.

Opposite this room is a heavy wooden door with a keyhole, which is the entrance to the next level.

John was not in the mood to find the corresponding key from among these keys.

Walking quickly to the wooden door, John took a deep breath, and saw that the skin on his neck gradually turned red and bright, and surged in his throat with the magic power.

Breathing at the wooden door John, a scorching dragon flame gushed out from John's mouth, and the surrounding air rose several degrees immediately.

The magic-filled dragon flame directly broke the magic attached to the door, and then burned the wooden door to ashes, and even the surrounding stone bricks were melted by the terrifying high temperature.

This was John's first time using Dragon Flame. Even if he didn't release it with all his strength, John was satisfied with the power contained in it. It seemed that he could ask Mr. Fizelei for knowledge about bloodlines.

John felt that his bloodline might be able to take the initiative to grow further, instead of passively waiting as it is now.

Keeping this in mind, John walked towards the next room, and soon John came to the next room through the dark corridor.

From darkness to light, John didn't feel uncomfortable at all. At this moment, he was standing on a huge chessboard, and huge black and white chess pieces were neatly arranged on the chessboard.

Looking at the style of these chess pieces, they are basically the same as the wizard chess pieces Harry gave him. This should be an enlarged version of the wizard chess pieces.

At this moment, John noticed a red-haired figure lying outside the chessboard, not far from the entrance.

After carefully identifying John, he found that it was Ron, and the other party did not respond after calling a few times.

Just when John was about to step forward to check, when he stepped on the chessboard under his feet, all the chess pieces that had been motionless seemed to come alive.

According to memory, John knew that he needed to play a game of wizard chess to advance further, but John would not have the patience to play chess.

I saw him raise the wand in his hand.

"The magic fire is rolling!"

Ten blazing fireballs the size of a millstone appeared behind John. Because they were made of Fiendfire, the fireballs began to change in the next second.

Gradually, these fireballs turned into fire dragons made of Fiendfire, which looked very much like the red dragon that John's blood had awakened back then.

Under John's control, these Fiery Fire Dragons directly returned to those chess pieces, but the moment they touched them, these chess pieces were ignited by Fiendfire and melted into liquid directly.

Soon the chessboard on the ground also became dilapidated under the raging flames.

After John destroyed all of this, with John's thought, the Fiendfire that was still raging was sucked into the belly of the Fiendfire dragons flying in mid-air.

Then under John's control, these fire dragons gradually merged together, and finally disappeared in a spark.

After solving the chess piece, John quickly stepped forward to Ron's side, squatted down and turned Ron over who was lying on the ground, and made a simple check to confirm that the opponent was just unconscious.

John took out a bottle of potion from his arms, opened the lid and briefly passed it around Ron's nose, letting him smell the inside.

The potion that John made was still very effective, and in the next second Ron slowly woke up.

"Ron, are you all right?"

Ron was a little dazed, his memory was still stuck in the scene where he sacrificed himself to allow Harry and the others to win the wizard's chess, and he couldn't react for a while.

But after John took out a bottle of potion for Ron to drink again, he finally came to his senses.

"Ron, are you all right?" John asked again.

This time Ron sat up straight from the ground and grabbed John anxiously: "John, Harry is in danger!"

John nodded, helped Ron up, and said, "Hagrid is worried about you, let me take a look. Sure enough, something happened to you."

Just when Ron was about to say something, the door not far from them was opened, and Hermione, who was a little anxious, rushed out of the door.

When she saw Ron, she had a smile on her face, but when she saw John standing next to Ron, she was a little taken aback, and she didn't expect to see him here.

But Ron didn't care about Hermione's reaction, and asked directly: "Hermione, how is Harry? Why did you come out alone?"

Hearing Ron's words, Hermione came to her senses and said urgently: "Harry is going to the next level, we must go to the professor for help immediately, I'm afraid what Snape will do to Harry!"

"Yes! We must go to the professor immediately."

Just when they were about to leave here, they found John walking directly towards the door.

"Where are you going, John? The potion for the next level has been used up, and now it is blocked by flames, it is impossible to pass!"

"You go out first according to the plan, and I'll help Harry." Without turning his head, John directly entered the passage behind the door.

Seeing this, Hermione was anxious to pull John back, but was stopped by Ron.

"Hermione, have you forgotten? John is a member of the Potions Club. He must have a fireproof potion on him. I was woken up by John using the potion just now. Let's go find the professor quickly!"

Hearing Ron's words, Hermione felt relieved, and the two hurried outside.

As soon as John walked through the door, he smelled a familiar stench, which had also appeared on Christmas Eve.

It's just that these smells were stronger than last time, and John even cried from the smoke.

After casting the Bubble Head Charm on himself to block out the disgusting stench, John continued on.

Sure enough, in the next room, there was a giant monster lying in the center of the room that was bigger than the monster on Christmas Eve.

At this moment, there is a large bloody lump on the giant monster's head, which should be the cause of the giant monster's coma.

But just to be on the safe side, John aimed his wand at the troll's neck.

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

Waving the magic wand in his hand, the invisible blade flew out, directly separating the troll's head and body like a hot knife cutting butter, and the blood gushed out to form a stream on the ground, converging into a shallow pool in the low-lying part of the room.

It has to be said that Snape was extremely talented in black magic. When he was a student, he was able to create a destructive black magic that was extremely powerful, extremely low in difficulty, and could only be cured by counter-spells.

Across the creek, John pushed across the room and opened the door to the next level.

But a curtain of purple fire in front of him blocked his way, but it was not difficult for John.

Erlenum's Ninety-two Form glowed red slightly, and the defensive technique was launched. Under John's continuous input of magic power to repair, he directly passed through the purple fire curtain.

In this way, John passed through the next black fire curtain blocking the way again, and came to the entrance of the last level.

Because the distance is close enough, John can even hear the internal conversation.

"Noiseless"

"Disler Falcon Mentor"

Casting the spell silently, the silent spell and the disillusionment spell were quietly released, and John once again blended into the surrounding environment like a chameleon.

Quickly approaching the last room, John quickly came to the edge of the exit through the corridor, but John did not rush out, but poked his head out to check the situation in the room.

At this moment Harry was standing in front of Quirrell with an expression of disbelief on his face, and Quirrell was saying something with a sneer on his face.

"... During that Quidditch match, your friend Miss Granger rushed to set Snape on fire and accidentally knocked me down."

"She broke my gaze on you. In fact, if I held on for a few more seconds, I would have thrown you off the broomstick. If Snape hadn't been chanting a broken spell, trying to save your life, I would have It has already killed you."

"Snape trying to save me?"

"Of course it is," Quirrell said coldly. "Why do you think he's refereeing your second match? He wants to make sure I don't hurt you again."

"That's ridiculous... He doesn't really need to bother. I can't do anything with Dumbledore around."

"The other teachers thought Snape was trying to prevent Gryffindor from winning, he did make himself quite unpopular... But it's all a waste of time, anyway, I'm going to kill you tonight .”

Quirrell snapped his fingers, and it was too late to speak, and a few ropes jumped out of nowhere, binding Harry tightly.

Just when Quirrell was about to say something again, he heard a familiar voice of chanting a spell behind Harry.

"Passed out!"

The magic hit Harry, who was bound by the rope, knocking him unconscious.

Harry fell unconscious to the side like this, and then John, who dispelled the magic and held a wand, slowly walked out of the passage.

(End of this chapter)