HP: At the beginning, I influenced Snape's childhood.

The next challenge was Wizard Chess. Ron was eager to try, but when he saw the board, he handed over the command to Lin Mo, because he knew that Lin Mo's chess skills were far superior to his.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" Lin Mo asked Ron, bowing slightly.

"Of course, you're much more confident than I am. I can't risk my friend's safety," Ron said firmly at that moment.

"Okay." Lin Mo nodded, standing to the side, not letting anyone go up to act as a pawn.

"I don't want you to be pawns, so I want to be the one wielding the pieces." Lin Mo didn't know if he was speaking to Harry and the others or to himself.

In short, after a series of maneuvers, Lin Mo's king was revealed. No destruction, no construction; destruction precedes construction.

Lin Mo manipulated the game, and just when the opponent thought victory was assured, a small scheme utterly routed them. It was a conspiracy, but also a calculated move, for few could resist the allure of victory, let alone a chess piece.

Soon, Lin Mo's side had achieved an overwhelming victory. Others might not have noticed anything, but Ron, standing to the side, was utterly shocked.

As a skilled chess player, Ron could see through Lin Mo's plan, but after careful consideration, he realized that if he were the opponent's player, even after much deliberation, he would still make the same decision.

In other words, this game of chess, in the end, is actually unsolvable.

In the instant of victory, the path to the next level appeared.

As the five approached, they saw a problem in front of them. Ron and Harry immediately abandoned their thought process and prepared to cling to the coattails of the other top students.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow and quickly came up with the answer. Looking at Hermione and Draco, who were still pondering, Lin Mo felt a strange sense of pride: See? The person who set this question is really good. (Snape: Thanks for the compliment →_→)

After a while, Hermione and Draco came up with the answer one after the other, and Lin Mo and the other two compared their answers and confirmed the final result.

"The question now is, who goes in, and what can those who don't go in do for those who do?" Lin Mo spoke first.

"It all started because of me. I'll go in alone. Thank you for staying with me until this point." Harry's expression was sincere and resolute.

Even though Gryffindor's brave blood flowed through his veins, Harry was only eleven years old. He didn't know if he could survive facing the Death Eaters, but he still didn't want his friend to put himself in danger.

Harry's words, however, provoked the crowd's "dissatisfaction": "Harry, things have come to this point, do you want to be the hero all by yourself? We don't agree!"

"Harry, are you planning to go on an adventure by yourself and not let us come along? That's so disloyal!"

"..."

"I..." Harry was somewhat at a loss.

The children were all expressing their anxiety and anger in their own ways.

Seeing this, Lin Mo had no choice but to say, "Alright, stop arguing. Harry and I will go in. You guys stay outside and keep watch. If we haven't come out in an hour, go back and find the professor."

Unconsciously, they all came to regard Lin Mo as their older brother, so his words naturally carried weight.

Seeing that the group was still somewhat reluctant, Lin Mo continued, "Don't you trust my abilities? If you all go in, I really don't know if I should protect you first. Listen to me, don't worry."

The remaining three had no choice but to agree. Harry looked at Lin Mo with a hint of guilt in his eyes, his emerald-green eyes meeting Lin Mo's.

"Okay, don't be nervous. I'll tell you a plan." Lin Mo patted Harry on the shoulder. "I'll block their attack first, and you quickly grab them."

Regarding how to defeat Voldemort, Lin Mo plans to exploit a bug directly.

Under Harry's questioning gaze, Lin Mo explained, "I read in the books that your constitution is sometimes special. If you have physical contact with Voldemort later, he will be burned and corroded."

With a mix of skepticism and belief, Harry nodded seriously nonetheless.

"Oh, right, have some of these." Lin Mo took out the candies he had prepared, handed one to Harry, and ate one himself.

The naive savior didn't suspect anything and simply took it and put it in his mouth. The sensation traveled from his mouth down his throat to his stomach, icy cold yet burning, a stark contrast that almost made Harry want to vomit.

"Don't throw up, do you feel much better now?" Lin Mo looked at Harry's contorted face with a smug expression.

"Brother... (ಥ_ಥ), you don't need to do that anymore, but you do look much more energetic." Harry was almost in tears, and he even changed his way of addressing Lin Mo to the most intimate and private way.

"Alright~ What's a man afraid of? If you really can't handle it later, hide behind me. If you call me 'brother,' I have to take on the responsibility of being a brother, right?" Lin Mo patted Harry's head, his smile warm yet powerful.

"With me, you can always just be a kid. Harry, I've never seen you as a savior, I've only ever seen you as a little brother." Lin Mo said, meeting the child's green eyes.

Ha Li nodded vigorously, moved for a long while, but in the end, it all boiled down to one sentence: "Brother, don't give me that stuff next time. You call that candy?"

"I told you so, get lost (︶︹︺) Hmph!" Lin Mo tapped Harry's head irritably, but a smile played on his lips.

Draco was stunned... Wait, bro, what do you mean? You promised Harry would leave it for me! (눈_눈)

After the two were ready, they drank the potion under the worried gazes of the other three.

A——L——W——A——Y——S

A man wrapped in a purple hood stood before the Mirror of Erised. Harry was startled, while Lin Mo remained relatively calm.

Quirrell sensed the arrival of those waiting and turned to speak: "Kids, did you ever think it was me? I imagine most of you would suspect that traitor Snape; after all, that greasy old bat seems more like a villain than poor Professor Quirrell."

Then came a one-man show by the villain's excessive talking...

"Enough with the nonsense." A voice came from behind Quirrell. Quirrell's expression immediately became serious and reverent: "Master."

"I'm coming out," Voldemort said, and Quirrell took off his turban, revealing the side with Voldemort facing the two of them.

"Whatever conditions you want to negotiate, we will refuse. Don't waste your time." Lin Mo said, taking a step forward and shielding Harry behind him.

"Oh, Mr. Lin, I've heard of you, the first student in Hogwarts history to have two houses. You are excellent. Why not follow me, and I will bring you great honor?" Voldemort's voice was seductive.

"If you were standing before me as a normal person instead of a parasite, I might consider giving you a 'never agree' answer." Lin Mo's words were like knives to the heart.

Feeling as if his heart had been stabbed, Voldemort became even more enraged due to the instability of his soul. He manipulated Quirrell to prepare to use the Cruciatus Curse to make Lin Mo experience a fate worse than death.

A light emanated from the tip of the wand, and Lin Mo quickly waved it, not daring to be careless: "A heavy sword has no edge."

Author's rambling: Exams next Monday and Tuesday, time to commit murder and arson! (ಥ_ಥ)