Chapter 150: Through the Trapdoor

The three of them carefully bypassed the ghosts and Mrs. Norris wandering in the castle and came to the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

The wooden door was still closed. Hermione took out her wand and whispered a spell to it -

"Alaho Open."

The lock on the wooden door jumped slightly and slowly opened a gap.

"Go in quickly."

Hermione urged quietly, and the three of them pushed the door open and walked in, and closed the door with their backs.

As they walked into the wooden door, Fluffy's barking sounded immediately in their ears.

Just as Fish said, although Fluffy couldn't see Harry and the others wearing the invisible cloak, its three noses were all sniffing wildly towards them.

"Quick! Music!"

Ron reminded in a low voice, and Harry quickly took out the flute given to him by Hagrid, put it in his mouth and started to play.

Before Harry could think about what song to play, when the flute sounded like a night owl, Fluffy's six eyelids began to fall down, and his body became shaky.

After a while, Fluffy couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell to the floor with a thump. The three heads snored in unison.

"It's so simple..."

Hermione grinned as she listened to Harry's strange and untuned flute. She felt that the levels arranged by Dumbledore were a bit of a joke.

She lifted the invisibility cloak, walked around the sleeping dog, came to the trapdoor, pulled the ring on it and opened it.

"Just like what Fish said, it's bottomless."

Ron poked his head and looked into the dark cave.

"Just as we agreed before, I'll jump in first..."

Ron looked back at Harry who was still playing the flute and Hermione who was nervous beside him, and took a deep breath.

Just when he made up his mind to jump down, Hermione suddenly reminded him: "Take out your wand, and remember to use the Ignition Charm as soon as you go down, otherwise when the Devil's Snare entangles you, it will be too late to take out your wand."

"I know, I know."

Ron waved his hand impatiently, but still took out his wand as he was told. He nodded to Hermione and Harry again with a serious expression, and then jumped down.

After a few seconds, Hermione saw a faint fire light up below, and then Ron's voice came from the cave.

"No problem! It's a soft landing! You can come down!"

So Hermione and Harry jumped down one after another and easily got rid of the entanglement of the Devil's Snare.

"Fortunately, Fish told us in advance, otherwise it would be a big trouble."

Harry, who jumped down last, couldn't help but sigh softly after Hermione helped him force back the tendrils of the Devil's Snare.

At this time, Hermione felt more and more that something was wrong. She didn't think that this kind of thing that a freshman could force back with a little preparation could stop a dark wizard like Snape.

She still remembered Professor Sprout's evaluation of the Devil's Snare in the Herbology class clearly - although it was a bit troublesome, it was not a difficult plant to deal with for most wizards as long as you stayed calm.

So, is the Philosopher's Stone really hidden in it?

Hermione couldn't help but doubt it.

In fact, this idea had been vaguely in Hermione's mind since she heard about Fish's experience, but she had not been able to experience these levels in person before, and she knew that Fish's focus was often different from that of ordinary people, so it was difficult to make an accurate evaluation.

But now...

Hermione smacked her lips. She began to suspect that this place was just a cover to deceive Snape, and the real Philosopher's Stone was likely hidden somewhere else by Dumbledore.

"What are you daydreaming about, Hermione?"

At this time, Ron suddenly stepped forward and interrupted Hermione's meditation, "We have to hurry up and get the Philosopher's Stone before Snape, but there is no extra time to waste here!"

Hermione hesitated for a moment and did not express her doubts. After all, they had just come down and there were still several levels to see. They should wait until they saw them before making a conclusion.

So she followed Harry and Ron in silence and came to the first room.

Countless winged keys flew in the sky, making a gentle rustling and tinkling sound.

"This is so beautiful, it should be the spell of Flitwick or Professor McGonagall, right?"

Ron looked up and looked at the shining keys flying in the sky, and exclaimed softly.

"Now is not the time to sigh!"

Harry took the lead and walked to the locked heavy wooden door.

"Aloho Open!"

He cast the unlocking spell on the wooden door without hesitation, but there was no response.

"Damn, it looks like we have to find the right one among these keys!"

Hermione was slightly stunned. If the unlocking spell didn't work on this door, why wasn't the door in the corridor locked in the same way?

Besides, the anti-Arachnophobia spell was not a rare spell. It was mentioned in the textbook of the spell class.

There were more and more loopholes, causing Hermione's suspicion to deepen.

"But there are hundreds of keys on it!"

Ron and Harry, who didn't notice anything unusual, were still discussing solutions.

After carefully checking the lock on the door, Ron said: "What we are looking for is a large antique key... It may be silver and shaped like a door handle."

After looking around, Harry excitedly pointed to a row of flying brooms in the corner, "Look! Flying brooms! We can rely on them to catch the key to this door!"

Hermione looked at the flying brooms placed there and became even more silent.

"Humph... It seems that your little trick has been seen through by Miss Know-it-all. Only idiots like Potter and Weasley would think that such a joke-like level can stop an adult wizard."

Snape, who was hiding on the side, sneered and looked at Dumbledore with squinted eyes.

Dumbledore sighed and explained: "Because these levels are not only to let Harry exercise, but I also want to remind Quirinus to see if he can repent. Unfortunately, he and his master have been blinded by the Philosopher's Stone."

While explaining, Dumbledore also fought back with a needle in his cotton wool, letting Snape know that Voldemort, to whom he once served, could not see the flaws.

"Hmph!"

Snape, who heard Dumbledore's subtext, restrained his mocking expression and stopped talking with a gloomy face.

It's not that he had nothing to say, but he knew that if he continued to argue with Dumbledore, he would be dragged into some great principles such as love and faith.

"Potter and Weasley were just worried that the Philosopher's Stone would fall into the hands of bad people, and they didn't have time to think about it carefully," Professor McGonagall argued for her students. The upright girl didn't hear Dumbledore's subtext, "Hermione has always been a smart child."

Snape, who was identified as a "bad guy" by Harry and the others, twitched his mouth and still didn't speak.

The debate between recklessness and courage is already a cliché for Slytherin and Gryffindor, and he is not interested in discussing it with Professor McGonagall again.

"Minerva," Fish, who came to watch the fun, tugged at Professor McGonagall's sleeve, "Why don't Scarhead and the others just tear down the door?"

Professor McGonagall looked at her kitten speechlessly. Harry and the others at least used their brains to find the correct solution. If Fish came to break through, he would just be reckless.

"This door can't be taken down now," Dumbledore stroked his beard happily, "After you tore it down last time, I specially used a spell to strengthen this door."

"Meow! How do you know I've torn down this door, you bad old man?!"∑(●ΦДΦ●)

"Huh? When did you sneak in here, Fish?!"

The voices of the two McGonagalls sounded almost at the same time.

Professor McGonagall felt a little strange just now. Harry and the others were too well prepared, and they seemed to have known the levels here for a long time...

Is it because of Fish? !

Fish met Professor McGonagall's intimidating gaze and blinked...

"Hey~" (●><●)

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I wrote here that Hermione noticed something was wrong. In addition to knowing what was under the trapdoor earlier and having enough time to think, she was not so deeply involved with Harry and the others at the beginning because she did not have the incident of fighting the troll on Halloween, so she could look at the problem more objectively.

In addition, studies have shown that frequent petting cats can relieve stress and regulate mental health. As a cat with a natural heart, it is reasonable for Fish to slightly improve the inspiration of the people around him, right?

And I have already described this ability when Fish was visiting the Hufflepuff Common Room.

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Thanks to the damn deserter who can't go back to the past, the reckless man with a sudden face, and the Sir GG for their rewards.