A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Wait!" Aaron hesitated for a moment, then took out the Felix Felicis. "Even if I'm unlucky this time, if everyone takes a sip, there shouldn't be any left."

"What is this?" Harry asked.

“I feel like I’ve seen this somewhere before,” Hermione said thoughtfully. “Isn’t this the drink you had when you dueled the man in black in the Forbidden Forest?”

"Felix Felicis, just one sip can improve a person's luck."

That Ironclad Curse can protect you from being killed in one hit, and this potion might at most cause you minor injuries.

"I wasn't planning on taking it out, but since we all came together, I can't just stand by and watch you all get hurt," Aaron said righteously, then tossed the bottle to Hermione. "I have only one request: please, please, please don't..."

"Don't worry." Ron patted his chest, interrupting him confidently, "With the Ironclad Charm and Felix Felicis, we'll be fine."

"Nonsense, but that's not what I'm talking about."

"Whatever you do, don't touch your lips. I took a sip before tonight's operation, and I'm a bit of a germaphobe."

Ron: ......

The three looked at each other, then nodded.

Hermione tilted her head back, poured a small amount of Felix Felicis into her mouth, and then handed the bottle to Harry.

After Harry did as instructed, it was Ron's turn.

He drank the last of the potion in one gulp, then threw the bottle to the floor in the corner with a flourish, the sound of shattering glass immediately ringing out.

"Start the war!"

The rules of Wizards Chess are that White moves first. After the 'start battle' signal is given, a white pawn automatically moves forward two squares.

Ron pointed to a black pawn on the edge and tentatively said, "Black moves to D5."

As soon as it stopped, the white soldier in front drew his sword and slashed down without hesitation.

The black pawn was instantly shattered, and stones flew across the chessboard, startling the three players.

"Tsk! I already told you this is the real Wizard's Chess, why did you have to do this probing?" Aaron shook his head speechlessly. "Now look what happened, the opponent captured one of our pawns."

The already unfavorable game became even worse.

“Ron,” Harry couldn’t help but warn, “if we keep playing like this, even with the best of luck, we’ll all die.”

"Don't worry, I'm confident."

Even without a pawn, I can still win this game.

However, as the game progressed, his confidence waned.

Although Ron managed to turn the advantage to Black's side with his human intelligence, White's performance was too cruel when Black was captured. He also had to find a way to ensure that Harry and Hermione, the two living pieces, were not harmed in the slightest. Every move he made was under tremendous pressure.

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of the stone statue shattering was incessant. The number of black and white pieces on the chessboard kept decreasing until less than half remained. The broken stones almost covered half of the room.

At this moment, the only pieces on the board that can influence the outcome are the White King, White Queen, and three living Black pieces: Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

With three against two, the situation is quite clear.

As long as the White Queen, whose main objective is to capture pieces, is held back, any Black piece can checkmate the White King.

However, this is Wizards' Chess, and they need to decide who will face the White Queen's statue.

“Wait a minute,” Harry suddenly said.

“Looks like you understand, Harry.” Ron pursed his lips. “I have to be eaten.”

"No way!" ×2.

"This is like playing chess; there are always sacrifices to be made."

Do you still want to stop the mysterious man from getting the Philosopher's Stone?

“No, there’s always another way,” Hermione said.

“But if we wait any longer, the Philosopher’s Stone will be taken away.” Ron’s face was pale, and he forced a smile. “I’ll be fine. Don’t forget, I have a protective spell on me, and I also drank Felix Felicis.”

"But look at these broken chess pieces, is there a single one that is intact?"

"You can't risk your life!" Hermione said anxiously. "That's right, Aaron, Aaron must have a way."

She turned her head anxiously and looked closely for a while before spotting Aaron dozing in the corner. Her lips twitched involuntarily.

"Aaron, wake up, don't sleep."

"Huh? Finished downloading?" Aaron opened his eyes and stood up from the hard floor.

Wow! This scene is truly horrific.

Although I'm not interested in this stuff, it's obvious that Black won.

“But we need to send one of us to distract Whitebeard,” Harry said, his face grim. “That means…that means…”

"It means one of you will have to experience the treatment of these captured pieces." Aaron looked at the rubble all over the ground and sighed, "Luckily I'm not on the chessboard. Being a piece is truly tragic."

"Is this the time to discuss this?" Ron said, on the verge of tears.

Why are your legs shaking so badly?

No, it's not just your legs, am I seeing things? Your whole body is shaking.

“He intends to sacrifice himself so that we can kill the White King,” Harry said in a deep voice.

Aaron paused for a moment, then looked at the trembling Weasley and gave him a thumbs up.

"A remarkable, wise decision, the right choice."

As expected of Gryffindor, your courage truly impresses me!

"I'm sure the Weasley family will be proud of you from now on. Go!"

Three people: ...

Is this what people say?

Is that gloating tone genuine?

"Wait, wait, you mean you really want Ron to sacrifice himself?" Hermione asked incredulously. "We're just going to watch helplessly and do nothing?"

"Otherwise what? What if it were you and Harry?" Aaron retorted. "Ron was at least on a stone statue, and with the Iron Man Charm and Felix Felicis, he might not have suffered serious injuries."

But what about you? You have nothing.

If you were to distract Bai, you would only be able to block its sword with your own flesh and blood, and you would die.

In short, Ron is the best choice.

"Don't you have any other options?" Hermione asked.

Aaron raised an eyebrow and gave her a playful look.

“There is a way, but even if I use my method, Ron will still have to act as a pawn.”

However, compared to being attacked by White Queen, the danger is slightly less.

“That’s it,” Ron said immediately, then looked at Harry. “After you win, go to the next level right away. Don’t linger here.”

Ron controlled the horse statue and slowly moved it to the White King.

"General!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the White Queen slowly turned around, her face devoid of features, and looked at Ron before moving toward him.

Harry and Hermione watched this scene with trepidation, their hearts pounding uncontrollably and their breathing becoming more rapid.

Ron on horseback trembled all over, but his hands still gripped the reins on the statue tightly.

After approaching, Bai Hou gripped her longsword tightly and thrust it straight into the horse's belly.

"Ah!" Ron cried out in alarm.

"Ron!" Harry shouted in grief and anger.

Just then, a white light shot out from the side, knocking Ron into the wall.

Harry's shouts stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly for a while before looking in the direction from which the white light had come.

Aaron casually put away his wand, looking at the two dumbfounded people, and asked, "Am I handsome?"

Harry and Hermione were momentarily stunned and could only nod in unison.

"Is this your solution?" Hermione asked.

"That's right.

The player who plays the game may not be the only one who can control the pieces; forces outside the board can influence the situation at any time.

"This is a famous saying from one of my ancestors, and it makes a lot of sense," Aaron explained. "White's goal is simply to destroy the pieces; in other words, White Queen's target is just the statue of the horse Ron is riding."

As long as you leave in time and get off the chessboard, there will be no danger.

"Is Ron alright?" Harry looked at the figure crouching against the wall, his heart filled with worry.

"Probably not!"

"should?"

The two said in unison, clearly dissatisfied with those two words.

"Of course I should. I need to make sure he's outside the chessboard and that the spell is a little too strong."

However, I gave him armor and luck, so he should be fine.

Harry gave a bitter smile. "You're being too..."

"What? You're not convinced?" Aaron said with amusement. "At least compared to that chess piece, his fate is much better, isn't it?"

Harry looked at the chess pieces on the board that had been shattered by the White Queen, and was speechless.

"Perhaps you are right, but you should have said so beforehand."

"You didn't ask either?"

Besides, I need to time the spellcasting carefully; saying it in advance might not yield the same results.

"Um..."

Suddenly, Ron's groan rang out from at the foot of the wall, "Harry."