To Jon, knowing in advance what was going to happen below was only an auxiliary cheat.
Furthermore, he only knew what was going to happen below, but he wasn't completely sure.
But at least Scully and the others wouldn't blame Jon for forcing them to learn the flying spell back then. This simple and easy to learn black witchcraft was indeed a very helpful magic.
The only drawback was that it consumed a lot of energy, but they didn't use this magic often.
Placing the harp in his hand above the entrance, Jon was the last to jump into the trapdoor.
The humid air whistled past his ears. Farren and Scully, who had landed earlier, had obviously noticed that something was different below.
"What the hell, what is this? It's glowing! "
A ball of light burst out from the tip of Scully's magic wand, illuminating the small space around them.
"Farren, don't move."
With Scully's illumination, Stephen quickly discovered what was on the ground and the burn marks. He immediately shouted, "This pattern should be the Devil's Web. If you keep struggling, it will drag you in."
"Then what do we do? We can't just do nothing, right? "
Farren was actually a little flustered, so he couldn't think of a way to deal with the Devil's Web.
"Setting it on fire shouldn't be a big problem, but I haven't learned a fire spell that won't hurt people."
Stephen looked at the burn marks and couldn't make up his mind. He had seen Hermione use a fire spell on Snape in the Quidditch competition. That spell didn't have much killing power, so it was perfect to use here.
Unfortunately, he didn't know how to do it. If he rashly set it on fire, it could very well affect Farren.
"Don't panic."
Jon descended from the sky and didn't touch the Devil's Web on the ground. He floated and looked at Farren, who was trapped by the Devil's Web, and Stephen and Scully, who were glowing so the Devil's Web couldn't get close.
"The Devil's Web likes darkness and dampness, so it's not like only fire can get rid of its threat. If you really set this Devil's Web on fire, believe it or not, Professor Sprout will call you to his office tomorrow."
Jon hurriedly stopped Stephen from using the fire spell, then signaled for the three to close their eyes.
"Strong Light Like Day!"
He waved his wand and released a huge flash grenade-like spell in the air, successfully driving away the Devil's Web that had wrapped around Follen.
"Alright, let's go. Remember to fly straight over. Don't let your feet touch the ground."
"I swear it was a terrible experience."
Feren lightly stomped his feet and flew up from the ground.
Actually, he was just floating because the space here didn't allow him to fly too high.
Following Jon's instructions, the four of them flew into the stone corridor on the other side of the space without touching the ground. There was only one path here, so they had no other choice.
At the end of the corridor was a brightly lit room. Under the high vaulted ceiling, countless small birds that shone like jewels were flying around in the air.
"What are these things?"
Frenn tilted his head and looked at Jon, because among the four of them, only Jon should be able to see what this thing was.
"The key to that door is among these birds flying around above our heads, but this is a predicament set up for Harry, so we should only use that to find it."
Jon pointed at the brooms that were placed on the side. He felt that Professor Flick's design was very creative. It was as if the salesman had tailor-made it for Harry.
No, it seems to be a test tailor-made for Harry. These tests couldn't stop them, and certainly wouldn't trap Quirrell.
Unless Professor Flick commanded these birds to blow Quirrell's head off.
"Okay, there's no need to maintain the flying state here. Save some magic power to maintain the next Phantom Spell."
Jon was the only one who didn't need to save his magic power. He opened his force field and began to try to spy on the scene behind the door.
The battle behind the door had obviously just begun, so they didn't need to worry.
After throwing a sound isolation spell on the door, Jon began to watch with interest as Stephen and Frenn rode brooms in the air to chase and intercept the keys. After Harry and the others passed through the door, the key returned to the room again and mixed in with the other keys, making it difficult to find.
"I say, Jon, do you have any hints? We can't just bury ourselves in the search! "
Stephen's voice came from the air, obviously having no clue. Jon helplessly commanded, "Just find the key that has just been used, how difficult can it be? Look at which key transformed bird doesn't have any spirit? It's definitely it. "
Now that they had a specific direction, it was much easier to find them. Stephen and Forren locked onto the target and then chased after it in the air. However, they weren't ball hunters, nor were they master magicians like Quirrell. It was truly difficult for them to catch the target in a short time.
However, they weren't in a hurry anyway.
Jon also didn't urge them. If the battle at the door was really over and they still hadn't caught it, he would naturally lend a hand.
Because of him, Stephen and Frenn gave up on joining the Quidditch team, but their hobby still existed, and now was just the right time for them to enjoy it.
"But this shouldn't delay things, right?" Scully looked a little worried, "If we really don't catch the key before Harry and the others break through the next level, wouldn't we have come here for nothing?"
"Don't worry, Harry and the others won't be so fast, and I think Harry should let Hermione or Ron come out and use the brooms here to go to the owl shed to write a letter to Dumbledore for help. When the time comes, you and Frenn will secretly protect them and go together, don't let anything happen to them on the way."
"Don't tell me you're going to …" Scully said in a small voice, "to accompany Harry to face the Black Devil?"
"What else can I do, but I'll just be on the side in case, if Harry's protective magic can't hold on, I'll help, but I don't think I'll be needed."
Jon patted Scully's shoulder, indicating that he should remember the scene here, and then go out to tidy up.
And at the same time, he was using the chicken farm to monitor another space on the other side of the wall.
In fact, he was just using the force field to cast a photographic spell over there.
Stephen and Frenn were indeed enjoying themselves here for a while, and Harry and the others moved faster than Jon expected. After about ten minutes, he felt that the movement over there had disappeared.
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