Chapter 82 Passive deviation from the original plan

"You don't need to tell me this, I can leave now." Aaron said without hesitation, completely ignoring Harry's seemingly last instructions.

He had no intention of joining the three Gryffindors' plans in the first place. The harp had already proved that Voldemort was under the trap door. Going down now was a complete act of suicide by an idiot.

Harry wants to prevent Voldemort from resurrecting. Whatever the reason, at least it sounds great.

But the key question is how to stop it?

Is it based on passion? Or rely on your head?

Without enough strength, just relying on these two things is no different than giving it away for free.

Waiting for work here, waiting for the two professors to come, and following them to kill people is the most correct battle plan.

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other, and then they all looked at Aaron with strange expressions.

"Don't look at me like that, my plan is completely different from yours, so..." Aaron said and sighed, "I don't suggest you go down, this is advice.

Of course, if you have to go down, I won't stop you.

Good luck and farewell. "

Just as Aaron was about to leave this dangerous cave entrance, he noticed a stench coming towards his face and subconsciously looked up.

The three-headed dog's furry eyes opened, staring with hostility at the four wizards standing in front of the trap door.

A dog's mouth secreted extremely viscous saliva, which dripped onto Ron's shirt.

"Uh-oh!"

Aaron swallowed, shrugged with a wry smile, and jumped into the trap door without saying a word.

"Why did he go down all of a sudden?" Ron asked with some confusion.

"Wait a minute." Harry suddenly felt uneasy, "Don't you think it's too quiet?"

"It's the harp." Hermione glanced back, "It's not playing anymore."

"Yeah!" Ron noticed the disgusting saliva on his shoulders and looked up to see six huge eyes looking at them. "The music has stopped, that means the three-headed dog..."

"Roar!"

Maomao roared, and its three heads shook from side to side. While the saliva was splashing, one of its paws was lifted up, and it was about to slap it down.

"Jump down!"

Harry said hastily, turning over and jumping into the trap door.

Hermione and Ron followed closely behind, not daring to delay at all.

The next second, a huge and chaotic roar sounded.

Two rows of sharp teeth blocked the trap door, and saliva dripped from the teeth as the dog barked.

"Fortunately, the trap door is relatively small, otherwise we would be in danger." The wand in Aaron's hand emits a pale white light, illuminating the place where they landed.

"It's lucky that these soft plants are here, otherwise they would have died if they fell." Ron looked at the exit blocked by the dog's mouth. They fell at least ten meters.

Aaron looked at the irregular ground paved with plants under his feet, and could vaguely see a few steps through the gaps. He couldn't help but sigh, "There is another layer below. This should be designed by Professor Sprout." Level, Devil’s Net.”

"What devil's net?"

As soon as Harry finished asking, thick black vines wrapped around his legs.

Before he could react, more vines wrapped around his limbs and neck, strangling him until he couldn't breathe.

The situation of Ron and Hermione was not much better. Although they were not wrapped into rice dumplings, they were almost there.

"What should we do?" Ron shouted anxiously.

"Don't move, relax." Hermione reminded loudly, "I have read in books that the more violent the struggle, the tighter the vines become."

"Who can relax at this time?" Ron said with tears in his eyes, "We are okay, but Harry is about to be strangled."

"Believe me." Hermione noticed her body sinking, and her face showed a little confidence, "As long as you don't move, nothing will happen."

Harry calmed down, and after a while he felt his neck relaxed a little, and he could take a deep breath.

His body was also slowly sinking as he relaxed, and it was only a matter of time before he reached the second level.

Ron couldn't calm down at all. The more vines there were, the more nervous he became. The more nervous he was, the more vines there were.

During the violent struggle, he fell into an endless loop, his mouth and nose were sealed by vines, and only his limbs were twitching continuously.

"Trouble!" Aaron patted his forehead, then waved his wand, "The flames are blazing."

A group of red flames appeared from the tip of the wand. Devil's Net, which liked cold environments, noticed the increase in temperature and quickly let go of several people, curling up towards the darkness in the corner.

thump!

Several dull crashing sounds were heard.

Aaron landed with one hand on the ground like a hero.

Among the remaining three, only Hermione was not so embarrassed, while Harry and Ron fell to the ground with pain all over their bodies.

That is to say, this layer is only two meters away from the devil's net above their heads, otherwise it would not be as simple as pain.

"Actually, this plant is quite afraid of fire. Setting fire to it is more useful than relaxing it."

"Why didn't you use this spell earlier?" Ron said complainingly.

Only he knows how much he has suffered. The difficulty in breathing is not terrible. What is terrible is that it is getting harder and harder to breathe.

Just now, he seemed to vaguely see his grandfather waving to him, and just thinking about this scene made him break out in a cold sweat.

"I didn't know you would be so nervous!

We all let nature take its course and fell slowly, but you were almost suffocated.

Besides, the devil's net is the property of the school, and I don't want to be saddled with such a debt without knowing it. "

Ron's mouth twitched and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Ahem!" Aaron walked to the stairs, blocked the only passage, and then looked at the three of them, "We are safe for the time being. I suggest you follow my plan and wait a little longer..."

"I must go." Harry knew what he was going to say and interrupted him without thinking.

"You idiot!

We are already a step behind. Is it useful for you to catch up at this time? "

"The mysterious man hasn't succeeded yet." Harry lifted his hair and pointed to the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, "It hurts, but I'm very sure he didn't succeed.

But if nothing is done to stop him, he will be resurrected when he gets the magic stone. "

"I understand how you feel.

But even if he gets the magic stone, it will take some time to transform it into life force. "

"Then I can wait for him to kill me." Harry said bitterly.

Aaron hesitated for a while, then silently let the passage pass.

He is not Harry Potter, he has no big grudge against Voldemort, and he doesn't know what it feels like to have a knife hanging over his head.

"Thanks!"

Harry quickly walked up the steps, Ron following closely behind.

"Don't worry about it." Hermione explained patiently, "It's a matter of life, so it's natural for him to be anxious."

"well!

He was in a hurry and my plans took time.

I'm 99% sure to stop Voldemort, but what he's afraid of is just the contingency. "

"Then... do you want to go together?"

"What do you think?

I've followed you down, I can't really stay here forever!

If something happens to you all, my conscience will inevitably feel bad. "

Hermione smiled happily and then stepped into the passage.

As the four people continued to move forward, the sound of wings flapping became increasingly clear.

They came to the end of the corridor and opened a door.

This is a very spacious room, with more than a dozen pillars supporting a ceiling dozens of meters high, and countless keys with transparent wings flying around the room.

"If I guessed correctly, that door should be the exit." Ron said, pointing to the door opposite.

"Nonsense, anyone who is not blind can see it." Aaron said disdainfully, "The problem is how do we get there? That door cannot be opened with the lock-picking spell, it requires a matching key.

But there are at least thousands of keys here, so you can’t try them one by one!

Even if you can try them one by one, the process will probably be quite exciting. "

"You mean these keys will attack us?" Hermione asked.

“Not sure, but I can’t rule it out.

It was stabbed with hundreds of keys, and after healing, it was probably leaking. Aaron said, walking to the door and checking it carefully for a while, "We have to find the oldest one among the thousands of keys. It should be easy to identify, but it is not easy to catch."

After all... none of us can fly the magic spell. "

At this time, Harry found a magic broom floating in the air, "I guess I'll need this."

"Huh? Isn't this a little too simple?

The Golden Snitch is much faster than these keys. "

As soon as Aaron finished speaking, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all looked at him with eager eyes.

"Hey, hey! You don't want me to come on, do you?"

"Of course it's you." Ron said, "You are the best Seeker at Hogwarts. If you don't go with me, who will go?"

"But I haven't touched a broomstick in a long time."

"No, Aaron, you can definitely do it." Harry encouraged, "You are much better than me."

"this...

All right! Since you said so, I will reluctantly help you once.

But it’s just this once, it won’t happen next time. "Aaron said with some excitement, "You go to that door and wait, and be ready to open it at any time. "

None of the three raised any objections and walked quickly to the door, leaving only a silver door handle.

"call!"

Aaron took a deep breath, took out his wand, pointed the tip at himself, "Armor for protection!"

A pale white light flashed, covering his body with an invisible transparent barrier, and a sense of security instantly surged up.