Lu Wei tilted his head in confusion, it’s hard for you to let me go like this.
I sniffed the smells of the three people again. Two men and one woman had the smell of Hagrid and Ani on them. They were right.
Hagrid promised to let them pass through the trap door, but he can't even pretend to sleep with this singing voice.
You are making things difficult for the dog!
Three people and one dog had a strange confrontation, with three human heads and three dog heads facing each other, and the air was full of embarrassment.
After Hermione made a trembling high note, Lu Wei suddenly took a step closer to them.
Harry, who was getting nervous, suddenly had his eyes lit up. The harp that had been standing next to the dog's paw was accidentally kicked over and landed at his feet.
Seeing Harry picking up the harp and playing it in cooperation, the dog lay down on the ground and quickly closed his eyes.
Let's break up and go to sleep. I won't perform with you anymore. I feel so tired.
Also, can you please go down quickly? The messy playing is even worse than the ups and downs of the girl’s screams. Please let Lu Wei go, I’m just an innocent, cute and helpless dog. p>
Lu Wei secretly opened his eyes a crack and found three little ones squatting aside after opening the trap door, seemingly not intending to jump down immediately.
In order not to destroy his own hearing cells, the big dog turned over and raised the left side of his head, pretending to wake up.
This action gave the three of them the courage to overcome the fall from high altitude, and they hurriedly jumped down from the hole. Lu Wei's ears were finally freed.
After completing the task assigned by Hagrid, the dog moved aside, its huge body completely covering the hole, and truly fell asleep.
At this time, the little witch who had just fallen also successfully escaped from the control of the devil's net with the help of the magic spell.
"Hermione, the sound of your spells is much better than singing." Ron praised Hermione gratefully. Just now, the devil's net almost strangled him into a roasted chicken.
Of course, the little witch didn't seem to appreciate his lame compliment.
"Ron, if you don't know how to formulate words, you can choose to shut up." Hermione replied angrily.
No girl likes others to belittle her singing voice, even if she herself knows that her performance just now was really terrible.
But which 13-year-old girl, when faced with a ferocious big dog with three heads that almost occupies the entire room, can still remember whether the next sound is mifa or laxi?
It’s good if there’s no real diarrhea. I really can’t ask for more.
After all, there are still some people, regardless of gender, who dare not even ride a roller coaster without something on their backs.
After gathering their emotions, the three of them continued walking along the only road.
The echoing footsteps in the empty corridor and the intermittent sound of water dripping against the wall sounded particularly permeable in this unknown space.
They persisted in injecting fear into the hearts of the advancing warriors. The three of them looked around nervously, as if a big hand would stretch out from the dark corner in the next second.
After picking someone to take away, the sound of chewing, the splashing of juice, and the rustling of bones being ground can be heard from the direction the big hand retracts.
Then, before seeing the big hand, the three little ones heard a rustling sound in advance, which was more similar to the buzzing sound of bees flapping their wings, accompanied by the clanking sound of metal collision.
After seeing the light, they quickly entered the bright room with high vaults.
Obviously Professor Flitwick's creativity has not changed, and countless keys are flying around the room with fluttering wings.
The locked door soon made them realize that the key item to the next level was in the middle of the key group above.
There are several flying broomsticks on the side, and there is no need to say more about what to do.
Ron stared at the keyhole. He also had a door with the same old lock at home. Maybe the key shape of the two keys was the same.
"We are looking for a big antique key. I have the same one at home. It is silver and looks like a doorknob." Riding on the broom, Ron shouted to his companions.
Several people flew into the sky and shuttled among the keys. It didn't take long for Harry to lock his target. It was a silver key with drooping wings, exactly the same as what Ron described.
The moment he saw it, Harry agreed with Ron's judgment. This key must be able to open the door, because except for it, all the keys they saw were of the same style.
The silver key seems to have been used once, and the process was not gentle.
Harry's heart felt even more urgent. He didn't know whether it was because of the design of the key, or because the person was walking ahead of them, but he had to speed up, and he had to hurry up before the Sorcerer's Stone changed hands.
Faster, faster, the distance between Harry and the key kept getting closer, and finally, with the help of Hermione and Hermione, he successfully captured the key.
The atmosphere along the way made them think they were undertaking an impossible challenge, but in fact it was unexpectedly easy. Harry felt it was easier than catching the Golden Snitch.
After all, although this room is large, it is much smaller than the entire Quidditch pitch. Although there are other key interferences, as long as a seeker locks the target, these are not problems.
After inserting the key into the keyhole, Harry felt the tightness in his hand and couldn't help but increase his strength and twist it hard.
"Click." As expected, the door was opened.
Letting the key fly away, the adventure team crossed the door. Although it was pitch black ahead, Harry had already guessed that he was only the second group, and Harry had no reason to retreat.
But the road ahead will undoubtedly be more dangerous. There is no need for two friends to wade through this muddy water together.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
After Harry expressed what he meant, he retreated under the "caring" eyes of his companions.
"We've come this far, and now you tell us we can choose to give up? Are we going to watch you go to the front and die by yourself?" The little witch knew that he meant well, but she was angry and a little aggrieved.
"Hermione is right, Harry. Besides, the road ahead may not be solved by a broomstick. You need us." Although he was a little scared, Ron still forced himself to straighten his chest and said to Weasley There are no cowards who walk out of the house!
"Come together, let's go together." Ron stretched out his right hand, and the smile he showed seemed to dispel the fear in his heart.
"Come together, let's go." Hermione also put her hand up, and looked at Harry expectantly with Ron.
Harry did not bump fists with them. He suddenly took two steps and hugged his two companions tightly.
"Come together, let's go!"
From now on, the two people in front of him will be his life and death friends.
The child who was hiding in the stairwell and crying alone a year ago had two close friends before the end of the school year that he could depend on for life and death.
The sudden feeling of happiness defeated all the fears in his heart, and for a moment Harry even felt like he had no regrets in his life.