Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 102, Question 100: Okay, Mr. Weatherby.

The bottom of the trapdoor panel is empty, and there are many devil nets at the very bottom.

This is a magical plant that thrives in dark, damp environments. It possesses a degree of autonomy and can use its tough, powerful vines to trap and kill its prey.

Wizards skilled in herbalism would cultivate it specifically to use as a weapon to guard treasures.

It can be considered a rather powerful and magical plant.

However, when Dudley came down, the demons were all huddled and huddled along the edge of the wall, clearly having experienced an unpleasant experience with light.

The devil's web fears light and heat, which are its natural enemies.

This is its only weakness, and also its biggest weakness.

Just like a human who becomes a vampire after wearing a stone mask, they will be scorched by sunlight.

The best way to deal with the devil's web is to use spells related to light and heat.

Dudley looked around and found the place empty; he didn't see Harry and the others, who had obviously left before him.

"I wonder which level they've reached."

As he said this, Dali began to slowly lower his left foot at an angle, while his right foot stepped out in the opposite direction. He began to move with a strange gait, and slowly, slowly, his whole body seemed to merge into the darkness and disappear without a trace.

The Zoldyck clan's killing technique, "Shadow Step," is a highly practical skill that allows them to hide in the shadows without making a sound.

Where Dudley used "Dark Step" to walk, complex and intricate strange patterns gradually appeared on the ground.

Forging Array.

By this time, Harry and the others had found the correct key among a group of flying keys and opened the door in front of them.

"This is way too easy."

Whether it's the Devil's Web or finding the key right in front of you, the content is as simple as it gets.

The former only requires a little attention to herbalism, while the latter requires some basic spellcasting knowledge or the ability to ride a flying broom to pass.

It just so happens that I recently learned how to deal with the Devil's Web in herbalism, and Professor Flitwick just taught me how to use spells to distinguish between real and fake. Isn't that a coincidence?

They even suspected that the three-headed dog Dudley was facing outside was actually the most difficult obstacle.

That thing is simply beyond the capabilities of a few first-year students, even those of them who are at the peak of their first-year level and can challenge opponents of higher levels.

"Shouldn't we wait for Brother D?"

Harry glanced back at the dark room behind him, then asked his companions.

"Let's go a little further," Hermione said earnestly, holding up her wand. As the most skilled spellcaster among them, she could tell the key was real with a single spell. "We can't let Dudley down. If possible, let's finish these tests before he comes in."

"We can't rely on him all the time. He needs companions, not burdens."

Hermione was very dissatisfied with herself for not being able to help in dealing with Cerberus, as none of her knowledge was of any use.

"So, Potter, what are you waiting for?"

Malfoy, sounding slightly impatient, pushed Harry aside and opened the front door.

Neither the Devil's Web nor the keys had any effect on him, while Potter somehow managed to get the real key while riding a broomstick.

No, I absolutely have to make my move in the next match.

The others exchanged glances and followed them inside.

This was a peculiar room, much larger than they had imagined. They stood around a massive chessboard, with huge black chess pieces in front of them, each several heads taller than them. At the other end of the room, facing them, were some white chess pieces.

"Wizard Chess?"

Malfoy muttered to himself, clearly recognizing the significance of the pieces, and glared at Ron. "Tch, Robert, we've arrived at your home turf. Looks like we have to finish this game before we can get through here."

Ron is the most skilled at Wizard Chess among them.

Call me Ron!

It's hardened, its fists are hardened!

That damned Malfoy must have done it on purpose!

Ron angrily swung his fist at Malfoy, but the latter didn't take him seriously at all.

Just a little Ronnie.

"It's a Transfiguration Charm, it must be Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Charm." Hermione spoke again, seemingly having discovered the key point: "The Devil's Web represents herbalism, it must be Professor Sprout's arrangement. The fake key was subjected to a copying charm, so it must be Professor Flitwick. I think we'll be facing questions from Professor Snape or Professor Quirrell next."

There are only so many subjects for junior wizards, and only a few professors left.

"Was the Cerberus in the first level Professor Kettleburn's creation?"

Neville seemed to realize what was happening too.

Kettleburn is the professor of the Conservation of Magical Creatures class.

"I don't think so." Malfoy curled his lip. "Cerberus is clearly not in the same league as the others. It must have been Hagrid, that reckless big guy, who released such a dangerous creature."

Ever since Hagrid got the dragon egg, Malfoy has been frequently visiting his house. Once, when Hagrid was showing off his dragon-raising skills, Malfoy overheard him mention that he had raised a three-headed dog. Malfoy didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now that Hermione reminded him, he remembered it.

Ron had been studying the chessboard for a while now: "Hey guys, listen up, I think I know how to get through this. We're missing three pieces, so I need three people."

You can only pass this level by finishing the game of chess.

There's actually an even faster way; if they could destroy these pieces with a spell, they should be able to pass, but they obviously can't do that. They haven't learned such powerful spells yet.

Since we cannot break the rules, we should add to them and utilize them.

This is what Dali once told them.

"Let me go first," Neville volunteered. "I'm not as smart as you guys, and I'm not as skilled with spells, but I think I can still be of some use, like now."

"I'm second," Harry stepped forward.

Ron thought for a moment and then said, "Then I'll be third."

"I think," Malfoy cleared his throat, pushed Ron aside, and stepped forward, "the third one should be me."

This move took everyone by surprise, and everyone looked at Malfoy with astonishment.

"Why are you all looking at me like that? Do you think I won't stand up for myself?"

Though he said this, Malfoy acted as if he had expected it all along, shrugging his shoulders: "Don't even think about it! I won't let Gryffindor steal the spotlight."

"But..." Ron hesitated.

"No buts. As a chess player, you can't participate. You must remain calm at all times, otherwise you won't be able to unleash your full potential. Miss Granger is right, we don't want to be a burden. Let's prove him wrong, prove Brother D wrong!"

Malfoy said seriously.

"I don't want to lose, let's win! Rofors!"

Ron was initially somewhat touched, but the last word, "Lofus," instantly killed any goodwill he felt towards him.

"Say it again, my name is Ron! Ron Weasley!"

"Yes, Mr. Weatherby."

"Malfoy, you son of a bitch!"

(End of this chapter)