Harry Potter and Master of Magic

　　 Zhang Hao stood in front of the black king, facing the white king solemnly.

　　The golden nanmu gleams, and the strong magic power is about to move.

　　 "The Fury of the Dawn Goddess-Sunflare Flare!"

　　 The most primitive spell sounded in an instant, and a beam of light as thick as a water tank shot directly at the white king on the opposite side.

　　 Boom!

　　 The high temperature caused an explosion, and the white chess king was blown to pieces. He was an obstacle in front of the passage, but it has now been destroyed.

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

　　 Other chess pieces also realized that someone was not following the rules. Whether white or black, they all killed Zhang Hao.

　　The knight wielded the spear and epee in his hand, the soldiers slashed violently with two knives, the small arrows shot from the castle, and the sword was chased afterwards...

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

　　 This is the price of lifting the table!

　　 "Pruotuo hook!"

　　 Zhang Hao took the time to impose a layer of armor on himself, and then avoided a spear stabbed by a knight.

　　 "Red Keto!"

　　 Baiqi's queen attacked sharply. He really couldn't dodge it, so he could only tear her to pieces with a smashing spell.

　　 At this point, the road leading to the opposite side is barrier-free.

　　 Zhang Hao ran hard for a few steps, then rushed into a corridor with a leap.

　　 There was another door at the end of this corridor. He was about to open the wooden door when he heard a brisk footstep behind the door.

　　 He quickly stepped aside and cast a phantom spell on himself.

　　 Then, he disappeared completely.

　　 The wooden door was opened, and Hermione ran down the path in a panic.

　　 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, and there is a giant monster on the floor of the room.

　　 This giant monster was bigger than the one that was beaten up by Zhang Hao last time. It lay motionless in front, with a big **** lump on its head.

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

　　 The door is still open, and Hermione has just left the room behind the door.

　　 A big fire is burning in the room, with purple flames at the door, and black flames on the way to the next level.

　　 There is a table in the center of the room with seven bottles of various shapes on it.

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

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

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

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

　　The devil's fire released by the fierce fire curse will mimic all kinds of terrible animal images, but the flames here don't have that characteristic.

　　 So this flame is obviously not a terrible devil's fire, it is probably just a flame that uses potions as fuel.

　　 I have to say that the levels designed by Snape are more sophisticated than other professors.

　　 If you don't know what kind of potion he used, if he is rashly burned by the fire, he probably won't end well.

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

　　 Zhang Hao pondered for a moment, and approached the room under the heat, checking all the details in the room.

　　 "Huh? Is there a mechanism?"

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

　　 These clarinets have the same color as the floor, and they don’t protrude from the ground. They are almost indistinguishable without a closer look.

　　 Zhang Hao grinned and said, "Just this kind of small mechanism? It can also block some elm heads."

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

　　 Zhang Hao thought for a while, and cast a transformation curse on the clarinet on the ground.

　　 Those clarinets grew taller and taller like small bamboo shoots, and then tied them with bows.

　　 In the next second, the purple flame began to languish, and after a while it went out completely.

　　 Zhang Hao didn't even look at the table in the middle of the room. He walked to the black flame and looked at the ground carefully. Sure enough, he also found a thin clarinet.

　　 He did the same, and tied bows to these clarinets.

　　 In this way, the black flame gradually extinguished.

　　 Zhang Hao said in his heart: "I hope Harry has solved Lao Fu, but don't let me down."

　　 He added a phantom spell to himself before entering the last room.

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

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

　　 "Kill him! Kill him!"

"what!"

　　 Quirrell screamed, his face and hands were full of hot and shiny blisters. He tried to push Harry away, but Harry clung to him tightly.

　　 It happened that the old urge came from the back of his head, which made him miserable.

　　 Compared with Quirrell, Harry is also very uncomfortable.

　　 This is the closest Harry has come to Old Fu, and the scar on his forehead is so painful.

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

　　 "MMP! I was misled by the movie again!"

　　 Although Qi Luo 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 Harry would be dead when Quirrell was relieved.

　　 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, UU reading www.uukanshu. com, his wand pointed at Quirrell, and he uttered the spell without hesitation: "Stuples!"

　　 This is a coma spell, and Harry is in Quill's hands, and Zhang Hao dare not use too powerful magic.

　　 The invisible magic hit Quirrell, instantly knocking him to the ground.

　　 But he is not in a coma, and the wizard has certain magic resistance. If the power of the spell is not enough, it will be difficult to play an ideal role in the wizard.

　　 It's like a first-year student using a killing spell on Dumbledore, not to mention whether it can be done or not, even if it can be done, even if they exhaust their magic power, they will not be able to harm Dumbledore.

　　 Although Zhang Hao's magic power is comparable to that of a grown-up wizard, the blow just hit hastily. It's hard to say how powerful it is.

　　 Quirrell obviously resisted, he shook his head, gasped and smiled.

　　 Although he received a spell, he was also free from Harry's control.

　　 "Aha! Who is here? Slytherin genius Zhang Hao? Another kid who wants to be the savior?"

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

　　 It seems that Lao Fu knew that the villain died because of a lot of talk, and he was very dissatisfied with Quirrell's grinding.

　　Kiluo did not dare to disobey Lao Fu, rubbing his fingers when he heard the words.

　　 This was a sign of snapping his fingers, Zhang Hao's heart moved, and he instantly added armor to himself.

"Snapped!"

　　 Sure enough, facts have proved that Zhang Hao has foresight.

　　 As soon as he added armor to his front foot, he was attacked on his back foot.

　　 I don't know what magic Quirrell used, Zhang Hao felt like he was hit by a bull.

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

　　 "Red Keto!"