Hogwarts of a certain magic

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Several people walked to the table. Hermione grabbed a roll of parchment next to the bottle. She read:

The danger is here, and the safety is behind.Two of us can help you.Drink them, one will lead you forward, the other will send you back to where you were.

The two are filled with nettle wine.Three are killers, waiting in line.Choose, unless you want to delay here forever.

We also provide four clues to help you choose: First, no matter how cunning the poison hides, in fact, they all stand on the left side of the nettle wine;

Second, the contents of the left and right bottles are different.If you want to move forward, none of them will be useful to you; third, you will find that the size of the bottles are not equal.

There is no death in the giants and gnomes; fourth, the second on the left and the second on the right, although they look different, they taste the same.

After listening, William smiled and said: "A simple logical reasoning problem, I don't know who came out."

"These potions were configured by Professor Snape, and he should have made them." Cedric looked down at several bottles.

Hermione also smiled, "Many of the greatest wizards don't have the slightest ability to reason logically. They have to be trapped here forever, but this question is not too difficult."

William nodded. To tell the truth, Muggles are much better than wizards in this respect. Their subject education guarantees that they have strong logic in many cases.

"Then let's Bibi see who inferred first?" Hermione suggested.

William used his magic wand to conjure a piece of parchment, held a quill pen, and smiled: "You guys reason, I also leave a little gift for Professor Snape."

William thought a little, and quickly wrote on the parchment:

Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore each have a non-zero natural number in their hands. It is known that the product of the two numbers is either 8 or 16.

Snape: "Dumbledore's number I don't know."

Dumbledore: "I don't know Snape's number."

Snape: "I still don't know."

Dumbledore: "I still don't know"

Snape: "I got it"

Dumbledore: "I know too."

What are the numbers in their hands?

After William had written it and placed it on the desktop, Hermione had guessed the answer to the question left by Snape.

She clapped her hands happily."I see, this smallest bottle can help us through the black flames."

William picked up the humble bottle and sniffed it carefully. It was a potion that he had never seen before.

Professor Snape is really hidden. He can even invent a potion to resist the devil's flames. It's terrible.

"Is such a small bottle enough for a few of us?" Cedric asked.

William used Transfiguration to conjure six straws. "A few drops per person is enough."

William sucked a few drops with a straw and dripped them into his mouth. The taste was like ice, and it penetrated his whole body at once.

Several people carefully inhaled a few drops, and finally there was a small mouthful left in the small bottle.

William left behind the bottle of nettle wine, and took away all the other potions.

"This is a potion that can suppress the devil's flames. I want to study it." William said seriously, "Try to find out the ingredients of the potion."

"Can this be studied?" Hermione asked with interest.

"Of course it can. You only need to use Skapin's Mantra to analyze the ingredients of the potion, but this is also quite complicated and it takes a long time to try." William explained.

"And these bottles of poison, since Professor Snape prepared them, they must be very poisonous.

I also try to see if I can formulate an antidote. According to Gobalot's third law... the antidote of a mixed poison is greater than the sum of the antidote of each individual ingredient.

We must not only choose the antidote for each individual component, but also find additional components, which can transform various unrelated components through procedures that are close to alchemy..."

Everyone is listening to the heavenly book, because William is talking about the content in the advanced potion textbook, which has only been learned in the sixth grade.uu library www.uusk.net

Although Hermione didn't understand, she still showed interest, as if thinking this method sounds interesting.

After a while, William took the lead into the devil flame, and saw the black flame licking his body, but he didn't feel it.

In that moment, he could not see anything, there was only a black flame in front of him—then he went to the other side smoothly and entered the last room.

This is a spacious and beautiful round room full of funny little sounds.On the slender-legged table, there are many weird silverware, rotating, emitting small puffs of smoke.

The walls are covered with portraits of the old principals, men and women, and they all snore gently in their respective frames.

But they were all laughing.

Hey, this room is so familiar.

"Uh-isn't this the principal's office?!"

In September, William only felt cold in his hands and feet, turning around and leaving.

Dumbledore set up such a complicated level just to know who would swim at night?

This is fishing law enforcement!

All boring!

He just wanted to turn around and go back when Cedric and the others had already entered in a swarm.

Fred looked at the silverware on the table and laughed: "Is this the reward for us after the barrier is over?"

Reward a fart!

William hurriedly told him to shut up, while lowering his voice, "Quickly...this is Dumbledore's office..."

The faces of several people were stiff, and they turned around and wanted to leave.

"Since it's here, won't you talk for a while? I am happy to have a heart-to-heart talk with the little wizards before going to bed, so as to understand the psychological conditions of the students.

I would also like to know why they are not lying in their bed at 12 o'clock in the morning, why are they here?"

The door to the office bedroom was suddenly opened, and Dumbledore walked out in a fluffy purple nightgown, with a nightcap with a small ball on his head.

In Dumbledore's arms, holding Popo Tea, he was looking at William innocently, and meowed weakly.

Actually came to the headmaster's bed late at night to dance!

William stood in the front, smiling awkwardly, Hermione hid behind him, trying to reduce her presence without being noticed by the principal.

"I'll say don't come!" If Dumbledore wasn't here, the girl had already called out.

"Sit down," Dumbledore said kindly.

Six chairs appeared under everyone's buttocks.

"Drink a drink?" Dumbledore groaned. "Just milk is ready. A glass of milk before going to bed is good for the stomach."

Dumbledore waved his magic wand, and six glasses of steaming milk appeared on the table.

"Ah, Popocca, you are here." William seemed to suddenly see his cat.

He bit the bullet and said: "I thought you were missing, so I brought them to look for you late at night. I didn't expect you to be with the principal...ahhaha..."

Cedric nodded and laughed seriously, seeming to agree with William's statement.

Dumbledore smiled slightly and sat down in the chair.

"So, you have violated at least a dozen school rules. How many points should I deduct from you?"

Dumbledore said happily.

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(Thanks for the reward of "Still Little Steamed Bun", (∇))