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Chapter Seventy-Six: Age is not right.

The next door was pushed open.

A suffocating stench came to my face.

A giant monster was lying on the ground with a bloody spot on its head, and it looked like it was about to be killed. The taste was really too strong, and Evan felt that his eyes couldn’t be opened.

The nose was even more suffocated to the point of not daring to breathe.

“Let’s go!”

Ron pinched his nose, pulled Evan and ran out of the room.

When they left the room, they were breathing heavily, and for the first time, Evan felt that there were creatures so disgusting.

“I don’t know what organ it is this time.”

When they finally eased up, they began to observe the next room. They had thought that this room would be a horrible scene.

But to their surprise, the inside of this room was clean. Only one table had seven bottles of different shapes on it.

However, when they officially stepped through the door of this room, a raging fire rose behind them.

“Snape’s magic, what should we do?”

Harry asked nervously.

“Look here!”

Hermione picked up a piece of parchment.

“Here are tips on how to clear the level!”

Evan just wanted to come up and take a look, but Hermione blocked the parchment.

“Evan don’t look, you guys have figured it out before, this is up to me, if little Evan looks at it, he will definitely know the answer, Evan watched speechlessly as Hermione shrewdly covered the parchment.”

He really wanted to say that he just didn’t look at it and knew which was the final answer. But he didn’t say it in the end.

Because the answer doesn’t have to wait long.

Hermione’s intelligence had long been evident.

Sure enough, within a minute, Hermione pointed to the smallest bottle and said, “This is the antidote to the next door, but only one mouthful…” Which of us goes? ”

She furrowed her eyebrows.

“So which bottle is the potion to leave?”

Harry looked at the bottles.

Hermione pointed to a slightly larger bottle.

“It’s this, drink this potion, you can exit this room.”

“So, that’s the end of it, you three drink the potion back, and I’ll come alone for the rest!”

Harry stood in front of them and held up the antidote that led to the next room.

“But…”

Hermione they hesitated.

“It’s too dangerous…”

They are worried.

But as soon as Harry looked up, the potion in the small bottle went into his stomach.

“I should face him!”

He said seriously.

Then he turned his head and walked into the next room.

“What about us?”

Hermione looked at Evan and Ron hesitantly.

“Drink the potion and go back?”

Ron said hesitantly.

“However, there are only two people who have returned to the potion!”

Hermione said tangledly.

The three of them looked at each other.

“That brother, you and Hermione go back first, and then find the professors.”

“I think all this should be able to inform the professor, there must be people in it now, even if they don’t believe it.”

Hermione and Ron looked at him in confusion.

“What about you?”

“yes, what are you going to do?”

The two of them were worried about Evan.

“I’m waiting here obediently, I’m definitely not running around, waiting for you to find a professor!”

Evan said obediently.

He certainly didn’t intend to actually go in.

He knew what the scene inside was.

As for not leaving, of course, after Voldemort left, is it possible for him to steal a little of the Philosopher’s Stone. Although he knew that in the original book, Dumbledore rushed over.

But this time, he had Hermione and Ron find the professors, what if he took advantage? If you can’t let him see what the Philosopher’s Stone looks like, it can be done!

Of course, no one knew Evan’s excitement.

Hermione and Ron thought he was well-behaved and had no heart.

After hearing his assurances that he would definitely be here, the two of them finally agreed to hurry up and find the professor and come over as soon as possible. Hope they slow down.

In case Dumbledore was a minute or two late by them, he might be able to deduct some points from the Philosopher’s Stone.

“Then don’t walk around, wait for us to come!”

Hermione and Ron instructed.

Evan nodded quickly, and in their worried expressions, he made the most well-behaved look, and finally coaxed the two away.

“Finally gone.”

After seeing Hermione and Ron leave, Evan breathed a sigh of relief.

He rummaged through the room, expecting any other treasures here.

However, he rummaged through and found that there was no good treasure of any value at all, and all he could do was wait here. However, just after he was honest, suddenly a pull came from the next room.

……

Evan only had time to raise his wand and was thrown into the next room. Evan dropped a butt squat.

He sat on the ground and looked up angrily.

A snake face stared at him tightly.

“Weasley?”

Voldemort leaned down and looked straight into Evan. Evan immediately felt the feeling of peering into memory.

He thought about it, but still did not fake the memory, but just hid the memory he crossed. Other memories casually watched by Voldemort.

He doesn’t think he has any memories that he can’t see. The ten-year-old stood indignant in the garden.

Standing at the King’s Cross station, the nine-year-old watched his brothers go to school, and countless envy rose in his heart. Eight-year-old Evan laughed and fell into Mr. Weasley’s arms and was tossed high by Mr. Weasley.

……

Seven-year-old Evan dragged Ginny into the secret room of the two of them, ready to set up a gift room.

Six-year-old Evan fell asleep hiding in Mrs. Weasley’s closet, and when he woke up, he heard his parents talking about Harry Potter, and he pounced happily.

Five-year-old Evan was carried by Mr. Weasley on a flying broomstick, and he wanted to sit on his own, but Mr. Weasley firmly refused. Four-year-old Evan was lost, and he stood on the street and saw a boy with black hair and green eyes and scars, and the woman next to the boy covered her mouth in amazement.

Three-year-old Evan was held in the arms of an old man with a gray beard and listened to them talk about minimizing contact later. Two-year-old Evan climbed out of the stroller, and Charlie quickly picked him up.

One-year-old Evan, blank.

Evan quickly withdrew from his memory.

He panted and lay on the ground, thinking helplessly, it seems that Voldemort has no way to recall the memory of the one-year-old owner of this body. He crossed over after the owner of this body was one year old… No.

Evan hesitated.

When he crossed over, everyone said that he was more than a year old, but at that time he was still lying in his swaddle and drinking milk. He couldn’t move at all.

The bones are soft, let alone stand up, he even has a hard time climbing. He remembers a one-year-old who was already able to move around a little. But he couldn’t walk at all.

He will only climb when this body is two years old… Say so.

Age, it seems very wrong to beg.