I am the third son prophesied by Harry Potter

Only then did Eugene realize a problem.

Now they are three people.

One stepped over the black flames and moved on.

One steps over the purple flames and returns to the wizard’s room.

Well, the remaining person is destined to stay here, right?

“What about us? We can’t get out either, can we? Harry asked.

“Of course not,” Hermione said, “all we need to know is written on this piece of paper.” Seven bottles: three for poison; The other is wine; One energy is that we pass through the black flame and the other energy is that we return through the purple flame. ”

“But how do we know which drink to drink?”

“Wait, give me a minute.” Hermione picked up the parchment and read it a few more times.

Eugene already knew which two bottles it was, but he didn’t say it right away, mainly because he was grappling with a problem.

Do you want to pick up the smallest bottle and drink it directly?

In this way, he will be able to see Quirrell, possessed by Voldemort, through the black flames.

After seeing Quirrell, he may be able to awaken a little memory.

But there is also a possibility of unsuccess.

As for dealing with them, Eugene cannot be 100% sure of success and stop them.

That is, Harry had to go.

Eugene had promised to destroy the Philosopher’s Stone, so he would never let Voldemort get it.

As for going back, if he went back and let Hermione stay here, he definitely wouldn’t either.

So, he has already got the answer he wanted-

“I know!” Hermione exclaimed excitedly.

While Eugene was thinking about the problem, Hermione kept reading and pointing at the bottle.

“It’s the smallest bottle.” Hermione pointed to the smallest bottle on the table and said, “This smallest bottle can help us get through the black flame – to the Philosopher’s Stone.” ”

Harry looked at the inconspicuous little bottle.

“There’s only enough for one person to drink,” he said, “and it’s not enough for one sip.” ”

“Which one returned through the purple flames?” Harry asked.

Hermione pointed to a round bottle on the far right.

Harry looked at Eugene and Hermione and suddenly realized a question, “There are three of us here!” ”

“I’ll stay.” Eugene said.

Harry and Hermione looked at him at the same time.

For a moment, Eugene felt as if he was quite great.

He smiled and said, “Listen, I don’t have the guts to face Voldemort alone, but Harry can do it.” As for—”

Saying that, Eugene looked at Hermione, “I can’t leave a girl here alone.” ”

“But—” Hermione realized the question Harry had just said.

“Hermione, we’ve known each other for so many years, and you should also know that I’m a person who doesn’t like things that are too troublesome.”

Hermione had her lips, still a little hesitant.

“Then Hermione, you drink!” Harry said that if one had to be left instead, he didn’t think it should be Hermione either, “Listen, you go back to find Ron, go back to that key room, where there’s the flying broom.” The two of you rushed out on flying broomsticks, hurried to the owl shack, and sent Hedwig to deliver a letter to Dumbledore, we need him to come to the rescue. I may be able to contain Snape temporarily, but I’m no match for him. ”

“But what about the mysterious person with him?” Hermione was still a little hesitant.

“Don’t worry, Harry really will be fine.” Eugene advised, before I came, divination, “None of us will die.” ”

“You hurry up, I don’t want to be stuck here alone until I grow old.” Saying that, Eugene picked up the round bottle and handed it to Hermione, “You drink first, we’ll watch you go over.” ”

Hermione looked at the two and took the bottle in Eugene’s hand, “You guys be careful. ”

After speaking, she drank the medicine in one gulp.

Hermione couldn’t help but shiver.

“It won’t be poison!” Harry asked worriedly.

“No—but like ice, it’s bitingly cold.”

“Hurry up and go, otherwise its effect will pass in a while.” Eugene urged.

“Good luck to you guys—be careful in everything—”

With that, Hermione turned around and went straight through the purple flames.

Next up was Harry.

Eugene patted Harry’s shoulder, “You’ll be fine, I promise.” ”

“Is it really okay for you to stay here alone?” Harry was still a little uneasy.

“You go first, maybe I can think of another way.” Eugene said this, but his heart was also bottomless.

Harry looked at Eugene’s expression and silently had a sense of peace of mind.

It seemed that every time, Eugene would comfort them, and Harry thought to himself so. Give them encouragement.

There is a feeling of brotherhood.

He took a deep breath and grabbed the smallest bottle, “I’m coming.” ”

After speaking, he drank the remaining liquid in the small bottle in one gulp.

It was indeed like ice, penetrating his whole body at once.

Harry put the bottle down, “Be careful. ”

“You too.”

With that, Harry walked forward.

He plucked up the courage to see black flames licking his body, but he felt nothing—for a moment, nothing could be seen, only black flames in front of him—and then he went smoothly to the other side and entered the last room.

There was already a man in there—not Snape, not even Voldemort.

Rather—

Quirrell!

The memory valve opens instantly.

Eugene had mentioned it many times, it was Quirrell, Quirrell, but they couldn’t hear it.

Harry finally realized that they really all thought wrong except for Eugene.

After watching Harry’s figure disappear into the black flames, Eugene came to the table.

Just now, he thought of something, and he didn’t know if it would work.

Perhaps, he can find another way, and through the black flame, he can’t point out.

Eugene touched the stone in his pocket, he wanted to try, his stone stealth effect, can it be invisible to some magic?

Of course, he didn’t dare to try it rashly.

He came to the table and took the two bottles containing wine.

Eugene opened the bottle and sniffed, it was indeed the smell of wine.

The two bottles that Hermione and Harry drank just now should have cooled their own temperature.

Then the strength of wine can make the body heat.

Eugene is not sure, but feels that after drinking, it should not be a big problem.

Wine is not poison.

And nettle wine, only made through several herbs, will not be harmful.

Moreover, Eugene has observed.

Two bottles with wine with a little trace on them.

That should be the location of the previous wine.

That is, the wine inside was once poured out.

One thing that can be explained is that they can merge together.

Eugene poured a little of the wine in both bottles into the smallest bottle.

Then, shake it so that they can fuse together.