Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

"No, Potter... I can't, I have to pass the test, I have to..."

Draco seemed to have heard the conversation between the few people.

His voice came from the dead vine, but the voice itself was already too low to be heard.

But the plea in his words was extremely clear.

This almost stunned Harry and the other two.

Because there was no doubt about it - they had never heard Draco Malfoy plead so humbly.

"He actually begs for help?"

Ron said in disbelief, "I thought he could only spit out disgusting sarcasm."

Harry was also surprised at this moment.

but...

"We have to save him!"

Draco's words made him make up his mind.

"what?"

Ron's eyes widened.

"We have to save him, Ron."

Harry said seriously.

"What he just said... He must have something important to do."

Of course Harry didn't like Draco Malfoy - or rather, it would be hard to find anyone in the whole school who disliked Draco Malfoy more than he did.

But, what Draco Malfoy said just now.

But for some reason, Harry suddenly remembered his mother Lily Potter, whom he had seen in his memory.

Their words were filled with the same earnestness—and at that time, his mother was desperate to protect him.

This allowed Harry to make up his mind.

"Yes."

And at this moment, Neville also agreed with Harry's opinion.

"Grandma told me to do the right thing."

Neville said, "Nott - he's a bad breed, but he's always a student at Hogwarts. We have to help him."

And I heard both of them say this.

Ron sighed helplessly, "Okay, okay...we must be crazy - if Dean and Seamus knew we were going to save Draco Malfoy, they would definitely think we were crazy!"

At this point, Harry turned to Neville and asked, "That magical plant - the deadly vine, how should we deal with it? Is it the same as the Devil's Snare?"

Devil's Snare is naturally afraid of strong light, he heard Ryan explain it not long ago.

"No...it's different from a devil's snare. The bright light will only make it tighten."

Neville explained: "The best way is to use a strong, fire-type spell - it is very afraid of fire."

"For example, 'Fire God Leads the Way', 'Burning Flames', or uh... the Fiery Curse."

"...say something useful."*2

Harry and Ron gave him an annoyed look.

They were only second-year wizards, and it was obvious that they could not master any of the spells Neville mentioned.

"Then there's only one way."

So Neville scratched his head: "The danger of the dead vine lies mainly in its toxicity. In fact, it is not very tough!"

"understood!"

Then, Harry and Ron looked at each other.

The three of them pulled out their wands.

"Armor protection!"

Harry reluctantly cast an Shield Charm on himself, then said to Ron and Neville, "Cover me!"

After saying this, he didn't wait for the two to answer.

His figure rushed directly into the huge death-binding vine.

Then countless vines instantly wrapped around it like poisonous snakes finding their prey.

at the same time...

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Expel fly away!"

Ron and Neville did as Harry said and began to try their best to deal with the vines that were close to Harry.

But it was obvious that as second-year wizards, the effects of their spells were far from strong, and they could only barely keep Harry from being wrapped by the vines.

On the other side, Harry cast Lumos, which allowed him to see clearly what was happening inside the vines.

At the same time, he began to rely on the Iron Armor Spell on his body to tear apart the vines in front of him.

It's difficult.

Although as Neville said, the dead vine is not tough.

But with Harry's strength, it still took considerable effort to tear it apart.

This made every step he took extremely difficult.

But in the end, he managed to see a hand in the center of the vines.

"Malfoy!"

He shouted the other person's name and grabbed the hand to drag him out.

But at this moment, Malfoy was obviously almost losing consciousness.

"No...Father...Mother...I must complete the mission...I must protect...No..."

He muttered something Harry couldn't understand, his words filled with fear and worry.

"Malfoy, hold on!"

Harry yelled.

And vaguely, he seemed to see the badge on Malfoy's chest begin to flash with magical light - he knew that it meant that Malfoy was about to be 'disqualified' in the maze's judgment.

So he became more and more anxious.

He began to forcefully stretch out his hands and pull away the thick vines - but his armor spell was obviously not that advanced.

This caused cuts from the vines to appear on Harry's hands.

But on the other side, Draco, who was almost unconscious and whose body was not much lighter than Harry's, was obviously not something Harry could pull out with just one hand.

Especially as his body was scratched, Harry began to feel weak.

He began to lose his strength, and even the flow of his magic power seemed to become sluggish.

In contrast, the countless vines seemed to sense the weakness of their 'prey'.

They began to twist more and more crazily, almost lifting Harry flat on his back.

It was as if a giant beast raised its head, ready to swallow its prey into its esophagus.

"broken."

Harry thought to himself, "Oh no!"

He wanted to struggle, but it was difficult for him to make effective movements at this moment.

but...

The next moment, Harry felt both his legs being grabbed!

"brother!"

"Harry! Hold on, we'll drag you and Malfoy out!"

Neville and Ron's voices reached his ears.

This made Harry struggle to look back, and then he saw that Neville and Ron had also completely walked into the vines.

Their hands gripped Harry so hard that Harry could even see the muscles in Neville's fat face contort.

At this moment, their bodies were constantly being scratched by the vines.

"No, we can't do it – Malfoy, he's unconscious… We can't drag him!"

At this moment, Harry realized the urgency of the situation and quickly explained the current situation in the simplest way.

"Comatose?"

Neville immediately shouted after hearing this: "Where is he - I learned a spell from Ryan... I might be able to wake him up!"

"He's right here with me, right here!"

After hearing this, Harry felt hopeful again.

He tried to use the last bit of magic that was still working, increasing the fluorescent light to its maximum.

This allowed Neville to finally see Malfoy clearly, who was deep in the vines.

so...

"Rennervate!"

He raised his hand decisively and cast the spell he had learned last school year.

Then a dark blue spell flew out instantly and hit Malfoy successfully.

Then Malfoy woke up from his coma.

The wounds on his body made him feel the pain immediately, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Harry, who was holding his hand and showing his face through the gap in the vines.