The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

Neville Longbottom discovered their plan and wanted to stop them, but Harry fell to the ground. Ron tied him up awkwardly with a curtain, which wasted a lot of time.

When they arrived at the door of that room, Ye Ting had been waiting with Hermione and Zhang Qiu for a long time.

They opened the door of the room, and a low bark immediately sounded in their ears. Although the big dog couldn't see them, all of its three noses twitched and sniffed frantically toward them.

"What is it at its feet?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"It looks like a harp," Ron said. "Snape must have stayed. Any of you can play the harp."

Everyone looked at each other, who would play this?

In the end, Ye Ting had to step forward, and there was an old harp in the Wu's orphanage. When he was still in the orphanage, he taught himself boringly.

He hugged the harp in his arms and strummed it gracefully. The sound of the harp was pleasant and the aftertaste was long. Everyone showed an expression of enjoyment. Hermione and Zhang Qiu's eyes even lit up when they looked at him.

After the flowing music ended, Ye Ting put down his harp and owed them.

"Girl with flax hair, thank you everyone."

The four clapped involuntarily.

However, for Lu Wei, this beautiful music is another matter.

When Ye Ting had just played the first note, Big Dog's eyes began to droop down.

With the end of the song, the barking of the big dog stopped-it swayed a few times, knelt down with a soft knee, and then fell to the floor and fell asleep.

So they bypassed the big dog one after another and came to the trapdoor.

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Open the trap door, there is a dark area underneath, there is no ladder to go down.

Ye Ting was the first one, he jumped flexibly and landed on a soft object.

"No problem!" he shouted at the entrance of the cave, which now looked like a spot the size of a postage stamp. "It's a soft landing, you can jump! I will follow you."

That said, but when Harry and Ron jumped down, Ye Ting just helped them, and when Hermione and Zhang Qiu jumped down, he basically caught them in a princess hug. It made them blush.

And Ron and Harry had to secretly slander Ye Ting over friends.

"What kind of game is this?" Ron asked, feeling the strange wetness and softness of the ground.

"I don't know, it seems to be a kind of plant. It is probably laid here to reduce the collision when falling." Zhang Qiu curiously touched the ground and replied.

"To be honest, it's fortunate that these plants are spread here." Ron said.

"Fortunately what!" Hermione screamed. "Look at you guys!"

She jumped up violently, struggling to move towards a damp wall.

The reason she struggled like this was because the plants on the ground moved and tangled her legs.

The most unlucky thing was Ron. The thing stretched out snake-like tendrils, wrapped around his ankles, and hung him upside down.

Others were also unconsciously entangled in their legs by the long vines.

"This is Devil Net!" Hermione screamed and struggled. "Devil Net, Devil Net... what did Professor Sprout say? Said it likes dark and damp—"

Before she remembered what Moguiwang was afraid of, Ye Ting took action.

"Flaming flames!"

A huge fire wave sprayed out from the tip of the "Weaver". All the places swept by the fire wave, the devil's vines were burned out, and those entangled in the little wizards were also caused by the nearby high temperature and The light is bright and automatically retreats.

"Seriously, Hermione." Ye Ting stopped the flame curse, turned his head and said to her: "Your knowledge is actually profound enough, but you are still too nervous in the face of emergencies, so you think about everything. If you don’t get up, I suggest you practice a magic duel."

"Well, I will..." Hermione lowered her head in shame. This time she obviously could think of a solution, but she got stuck in her panic.

As a result, they continued to walk forward, and there seemed to be soft rustling and clanging sounds in front of them.

At the end of the corridor, there is a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling. Countless little birds that are as dazzling as gems, flap their wings and fly around the room.

There is a heavy wooden door opposite the room.

Ron was worried that these "little birds" would attack them as they passed through this room, but when he mustered up the courage and rushed to the other side of the room quickly, it turned out to be fine.

He came to the door unscathed and pulled the handle, the door was locked.

"These birds...they can't be just for decoration." Hermione said. "They are the keys! The keys with wings-take a closer look. Obviously this means..."

They saw a few flying broomsticks in the corner of the room.

Among them, the best at flying broomsticks are Ye Ting, Harry and Zhang Qiu. They all rode on a flying broomstick and searched among the birds.

But there are too many keys, and finding the one that can open the door from so many keys is simply a big problem.

"No!" Zhang Qiu was the first to give up searching. "This is not right. We can't find the right one from so many keys. Dumbledore can't design a level that can't be completed at all. Otherwise, they won't be able to get in. There must be other ideas."

His words reminded Ye Ting, so he also returned to the ground and drew out his wand.

"The key is flying!"

Sure enough, among the flying keys, a silver-white, antique key flew out and was caught by Ye Ting.

It still thought about struggling, but Ye Ting's power made it immobile.

He stuffed it into the keyhole and twisted it hard—yes, it was it.

With a click, the key flew away as soon as the door lock was opened.

It was caught too hard and looked haggard.

It was pitch black in the second room, and there was nothing to see. But as soon as they stepped in, the room was suddenly brightly lit, illuminating a shocking scene.

They were standing on the edge of a huge chess board with black chess pieces in front of them. Those chess pieces were taller than them, and they seemed to be carved from black stones. At the other end of the room, facing them were some white chess pieces.

"What should I do now?" Harry whispered.

"It's not obvious yet?" Ron said, he is best at playing wizard chess, and coming here is like coming to the home court.

"We have to play chess to get to the end of the room."

They saw a door behind the white chess piece.

"How to do it?" Hermione asked nervously.

"In my opinion," Ron said, "we must act as pawns."