Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God Chapter 108

"You two fools, stop moving!"

Seeing that the two idiots were about to be strangled to death, Hermione yelled at them.

"Then you two are so smart, since you know what it's called, let's get rid of it quickly." Ron said his praises, leaning back as best he could, so as not to be entangled in the devil's net.

However, he and Harry didn't dare to struggle any more, but this was only to reduce the strength of the devil's web.

"Devil's Net, Devil's Net...Let me think about it..." Hermione recalled anxiously.

Fortunately, Clark gave the answer directly.

"Professor Sprout once said that the Devil's Web is a variant of Devil's Vine, which also inherits the habit of Devil's Vine. It likes yin and wet, and even goes further, it is very sensitive to flame and light."

"Then hurry up and burn it!" Harry couldn't help shouting when he heard this, and he was so caught up in the vine that he could hardly breathe.

"Oh, yes, you can use fire and light!" Hermione immediately took out her wand, ready to cast magic to drive these nasty things away, but Clark stopped her again.

"Wait, have you forgotten how you entered the door just now? These devil nets have been manipulated by Snape, and I can feel the aura of black magic on them."

Saying that, he took out a stick, bent it and rubbed it twice, and then threw it away, "Look!"

With a light "click" sound, a light blue fluorescent light lit up in the corner of the wall not far away, illuminating the surrounding situation vaguely.

Immediately afterwards, the devil's net under the feet of several people seemed to be crazy, began to twist and stretch, and rushed towards the light blue light stick one after another, and soon wrapped it tightly, and it was getting more and more closed. tight.

"This?!"

Seeing such a scene, Hermione swallowed her saliva in fear. Fortunately, Clark stopped him just now, otherwise she would be drowned by these crazy devil nets immediately when she released the spell.

"If I'm not mistaken, these webs have been made more aggressive by Transfiguration.

The original devil's net hated light and temperature, but that would only avoid it, but now they have gone a step further and started to be hostile to these things.

If you don't know how to come down and fall into such a devil's web, you still rely on your original experience to cast a flashing spell or summon flames, and you will suffer a big loss immediately. "

Clark explained while looking at the horrific sight.

"Then what should we do?" Hermione couldn't think of a way out for a while, looking at Harry and Ron who were about to be strangled to death, she was about to cry.

"Don't worry, since it likes light, let's give it a little more. I'll throw the glow sticks around in a moment to draw these devil nets away, and then we'll take the opportunity to escape, remember?"

After Clark finished speaking, without waiting for Harry and the others to reply, he took out a few thick and long sticks from his robe, bent them one by one, and threw them around.

A pale blue light began to bloom, illuminating the entire room, or rather the basement below the castle.

The four little wizards saw it, and the exit of the room was right in front of them.

And those devil nets that covered the ground were attracted by these light sources, and they were wriggling dark green vines, waving tendrils like devil's minions, and crawling towards the glow sticks.

The devil's net that was originally wrapped around Clark and the others naturally loosened. Harry and Ron finally got rid of the threat of suffocation, followed behind them, and ran towards the exit quickly.

"Thank goodness you listened so carefully in the herbal class," Ron boasted, standing in front of the exit hallway, wiping the sweat from his face, "but Clark, what was the one you just threw out, it didn't even use magic. Glow?"

"It's a gadget invented by Muggles,"

Clark took out the last glow stick and folded it in front of Ron. As soon as the chemicals in the stick were mixed, it immediately began to emit a faint glow.

"This is really interesting." Ron looked at this light stick obsessively, and Clark's uncle Arthur was a virtue.

"Okay, let's hurry up, we've been delayed here long enough." Hermione reminded them.

In front of a few people is a long stone corridor, which is the road leading to the next level.

Clark held a light stick in his hand and walked at the front, the pale blue light shining on his face, looking gloomy.

They walked forward along the corridor, except for the sound of their own footsteps, there was only the sound of water drops slowly dripping down the wall.

"Tick, tick."

The monotonous voice was disturbing. The corridor in front of him went down the slope, and he didn't know where it led. Even Clark's own pace was getting faster and faster, but the road in front of him seemed to have no end.

"etc!"

I don't know how long it took, when Clark, who was at the front, suddenly stopped, and Harry didn't pay attention and bumped into his back.

"Can you hear anything?" Clark asked quietly.

The three little wizards squeezed in the back also followed his example and listened carefully, and there seemed to be soft rustling and jingling sounds from the front.

"There is indeed something, like something iron crawling on the ground..."

"There's light ahead... we're at the exit."

They came to the end of the corridor and quietly stuck their heads out. The two levels in front of them had already scared them.

But this time, Quirrell, who took the first step, didn't set any traps.

In front of you was a brightly lit room, with torches lining the surrounding walls and a high vaulted ceiling, much like the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

On the ground, countless sparkling metal fragments were scattered all over the ground, and some fragments even had half wings on them. From a distance, they looked like metal birds that were torn apart, struggling on the ground.

Obviously, the sounds Clark and the others heard just now came from these things.

The four of them approached ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and looked at them carefully, only to realize that the metal in front of them was some kind of iron bird, just some key fragments with wings.

They looked forward again. On the opposite side of the room was a heavy solid wood door.

On the brown-red wooden board, the bronze stripes combine to form a huge magic circle, covering the entire portal. Just a glance, it gives people an indestructible feeling.

"It seems that one of the wreckage of these keys can open this magical door."

Clarke grabbed the bronze handle on the door, the door didn't move, and the door was locked.

Quirrell really didn't leave any traps in this level, and he didn't need to leave them, because this guy directly destroyed the key to the level and cut off Clark's hope of passing the level from the source.

I may not be a real person, but Quirrell you are a real dog!

Clark's spirit of complaining was about to stir. At this time, Harry and the three also followed, and several people pushed and pulled, still to no avail, as if they were not pushing a wooden door, but a copper wall.

Chapter end