The infinity of blood collapse at the beginning

Chapter 68 IQ needs to be recharged
After Harry and the others successfully passed the wizard chess under the cover of Jeff, the next level is the troll arranged by Professor Quirrell.

But the poor troll was completely tortured and killed in the hands of Hermione, who was already a little irritable and merciless in his shots.Hermione threw three spells on the troll in a row, and the poor troll fell to the ground before he could growl a few times to show his majesty.

And Hermione's hand instantly frightened the other young wizards except Neville. They never thought that Hermione, who has been standing beside Jeref like a vase (in the eyes of others), would have such strength .

Neville knew vaguely that none of the people who stayed with Jeff all year round was simple, because he was one of the beneficiaries.

If Neville really got mad, even the senior wizards at Hogwarts might not be able to handle it.

Although Percy's strength was not that brutal, he was still the best in his grade, to the extent that even Slytherin in his grade had to admire him.

"Harry, Ron, don't dawdle." Hermione glared at the two of them dissatisfied, but they both answered loudly, "Yes."

The two of them were completely shocked by Hermione's methods.

The domineering side leaks, Hermione still has a strong queen aura in front of outsiders.

On the next level, unexpectedly, there were no strange plants or powerful monsters.Instead, there is a table in the center, on which seven bottles of different shapes are arranged.

"Potion? This should be designed by Professor Snape." Hermione picked up one of the bottles, sniffed it under her nose and concluded.

At this time, purple and black flames suddenly rose around them, surrounding several people.

"This is." Startled by the sudden attack, Harry reflexively moved towards the flame.

"Stop! If you don't want to die yet." Hermione's shout made Harry wake up instantly, and immediately withdrew his hands. "That's the Fiercefire Curse, a fire from hell."

"Then what should we do now?" Harry was at a loss.

"No, I don't know." Apparently, it wasn't a good idea to ask Ron that question.He was even more panicked than Harry.

"Let's wait for Jeref to come and save us." Neville was quite open-minded. He was neither nervous nor frightened. He had full confidence in Jeref, and he was really sympathetic.

From Neville's point of view, since Hermione is here, then Jeref will definitely come to save them.That being the case, what is there to worry about?
"Look at this..." At this moment, Hermione was the only one who was calm among the few people, and she picked up the parchment that no one noticed on the table.

"Danger ahead, safety behind. There are two of us who can help you. Drink them, one will lead you forward, and the other will send you back to where you came from.

Two contained nettle wine.Three are killers, waiting in line.Choose, unless you wish to be here forever.

We also provide four clues to help you choose: first, no matter how cunningly the poison hides, they are actually standing on the left side of the nettle wine;None of them will work for you if you want to move forward; third, you'll find bottles of varying sizes.There is no death hidden in the giant and the dwarf; the fourth, the second from the left and the second from the right, though different in appearance, taste the same. "

"It turned out to be a simple logical reasoning." Hermione looked at the parchment in her hand and said slowly. "But the reasoning is not difficult."

Hearing Hermione's words, Harry and Ron looked at Hermione as if they had seen a ghost.What the hell?We didn't understand a sentence at all, how come it becomes a simple reasoning when we come to you?Is the gap between people so big?How can we have fun together in the future?
Xueba's world is incomprehensible to scumbags, which comes from the suppression of IQ.

Neville, on the other hand, looked confused. He was even more confused than Harry and Ron, because this guy didn't listen to it at all, let alone think about reasoning or not.

"Seven bottles: three are poison; two are wine; one can take us safely through the black flame, and the other can send us back through the purple flame." Hermione immediately analyzed the situation of the seven bottles on the table .

On the other hand, Harry and Ron nodded with ignorant faces, although they didn't understand how Hermione came to this conclusion at all.

"The left side of the nettle wine has poison in it. The tall one and the short one have no poison in it. The difference is that the left and right sides are different," Hermione muttered while carefully observing the bottles on the table, and finally she picked up the smallest bottle . "So according to the analysis, this is the potion that can make us pass through the flames. It really is very simple."

What?How did you analyze it?Wait, why is this bottle of potion?let me take it easy.

Harry: Your friend's IQ is offline.

However, Ron on the side was still counting with his fingers, and he didn't know if he came to any conclusion in the end.

Ron: Your IQ is in arrears.

Neville still looked at them in bewilderment, as if he hadn't figured out the situation yet.

Neville: Warning, no IQ detected.

"Drink it and you will be able to pass through these flames." Hermione handed the vial to Harry, and Harry took it blankly. At this time, Harry was still thinking about the dwarf, the giant and The relationship between the gods of death, well, the relationship is very messy and complicated.

"What about you?" When the cold body of the bottle touched Harry's hands, Harry woke up from his trance.

"This bottle will allow us to go back safely." A round bottle appeared in Hermione's hand. "Harry, I'll leave the rest to you, go."

Leave it to me?To be honest, if Hermione didn't plan to give him the potion, he would try to persuade her, but right now, it was just what he wanted.

"Wish me good luck." Although Ron and the others wanted to help Harry together, the potion in the bottle was only enough for one person.

If two people share food, let alone pass through the flames, it is very likely that both of them will die in the fire.

The icy liquid entered the mouth, and the biting cold penetrated Harry's whole body in an instant.Harry shivered unconsciously.

Then he looked firmly at the pitch-black flame, closed his eyes and rushed in sullenly.

After passing through the black flames, in front of Harry was the door of the last room.

Swallowing, Harry took a deep breath, and then pushed open the door.

However, at this time, a figure on the other side of the gate was already waiting inside.

(End of this chapter)