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Chapter 373 The Headless "Model" Chronicles! 3 Incredible Mysteries!
Chapter 373 The Strange Tale of the Headless "Model"! Three Incredible Mysteries!
"W-What's going on here?"
Ron was dumbfounded.
I instinctively stepped back, but then heard a muffled "bang" behind me!
The gate they came through suddenly slammed shut!
It gradually disappeared into the wall!
The Weasley twins reacted with lightning speed.
He immediately reached out to push.
However, the gate that was usually open to all was now completely still.
finally.
Disappear.
Only a bare wall remained.
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A stunned silence fell over the scene.
A cold wind brushed against everyone's calves, causing them all to shiver.
Are we trapped inside?
Justin of Hufflepuff said in horror.
His legs trembled, and his face turned deathly pale.
...I'm afraid that's the case.
Harry's face immediately fell.
He clenched his fists and cursed himself inwardly:
Damn it! We've fallen for their trap!
This bizarre scene, needless to say, is definitely Professor Norn's doing!
Because they didn't see him appear, they lowered their guard...
When exactly did Ethan discover it?!
Harry felt a layer of white sweat rise up from behind him.
I couldn't help but look back.
They always felt like there was a pair of eyes watching them from everywhere.
Hermione: "There's no other way, we just have to keep going."
"The door will definitely appear somewhere."
Seeing everyone's solemn expressions.
Hermione pursed her lips and gave an encouraging smile.
She said cheerfully, "Don't worry! This is Hogwarts, the safest place in all of Britain! There won't be any man-eating monsters here!"
Everyone:
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There are too many things to complain about, I don't know where to begin.
Overall, it was very well said.
Don't say that again.
Fortunately, they were, after all, members of the Enlightenment Society who had endured much suffering.
They quickly calmed down.
He raised his wand and cautiously walked forward.
Nothing happened along the way.
Only a few faint laughs could be heard occasionally.
It rang out from the shadows.
Not long after.
After passing several portraits titled "Model".
Then we arrived at the end of the gallery, where a mirror was mounted on the ceiling.
The shadowy ceiling was reflected in the water, making it difficult to see clearly.
Only a vague outline can be seen, and it seems there is a white dining table filled with exquisite food.
A line of text appeared from above:
Only those with exceptional wisdom, courage, loyalty, and ambition can traverse this path.
Are you ready?
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The group exchanged bewildered glances and swallowed hard.
He nodded.
Then.
The pale blue writing was erased like dust.
New lines of text emerged:
I am a warm nest, and also a soft shell.
I am the canvas of the story, subject to countless paint jobs.
I am a breathing house and the border of life, destined to return to the peaceful rest of the earth.
[Question: What am I?]
Upon seeing the poem, Ron breathed a sigh of relief.
He chuckled and said, "It was just a guessing game, huh? I thought there would be some danger involved!"
Before he could finish speaking...
Then there was a series of "click, click" sounds.
"Thump!"
Heavy objects fall to the ground.
Not far behind them, on the road they had come from.
A headless mannequin, dressed entirely in black and wearing a blood-red dress, fell out of the painting!
Contorted postures that the human body cannot perform.
He slowly stood up from the carpet.
Everyone: ? ! !
Their breath caught in their throats as they watched helplessly as the headless mannequin approached them step by step!
What's even more terrifying is...
Arm after arm, like those of a living corpse, stretched out from the statue.
They crowded out.
"—Oh my god, this is hell!!"
Ron was so frightened he jumped up, wishing he could go back a few seconds to the previous moment.
Slap yourself!
Is there really such a countdown? Does it mean you die if you can't solve the puzzle within the time limit?!
Designer, come here, I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat.jpg
"Quick, decipher it!"
"A warm nest, a soft shell...? What on earth is this?!"
"I'll do it!"
Hermione pushed everyone else aside and stood confidently in front of the mirror.
His brows furrowed, he stared intently at the verses, rapidly reciting: "I am the canvas of the story, the breathing house and the border of life... I will return to the peaceful rest of the earth..."
....Oh."
Just a few seconds.
Hermione's brow immediately relaxed, and she grinned, "This riddle is very simple! The answer is—"
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"[The body]!"
"The body is our shell, and also the vessel for our growth. It breathes, and will eventually die, returning to the earth!"
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The words fell.
"brush!"
The words were erased...
But the headless puppet, which kept approaching, did not stop!
Hermione's smile froze.
To my surprise, new verses appeared on the mirror!
So, this is a series of checkpoints!
I am formless and invisible, as light as the wind.
[Transcending time, unafraid of annihilation]
I am neither gold nor silver, nor pearls nor jade.
It is more precious than any other treasure.
All that is alive belongs to me.
From sunrise to sunset, I never leave.
[Question: What am I?]
This time, the poem is even longer than the last one!
The words and phrases have become even more ambiguous.
Hermione's brow furrowed deeply.
She tried her best to remain calm, but the overwhelming pressure from behind made her mind go blank.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
It is invisible and intangible, as light as the wind... It is not gold or silver, yet it is more precious than gold and silver.
Everyone who lives possesses it... It has never left...
"Is it life?"
Hermione probed.
However, the poem did not elicit any response.
"No, following the crowd in life shouldn't be related... Damn it! What is this?!"
Hermione gritted her teeth.
However, the more anxious one becomes, the more chaotic one's thoughts become.
I couldn't help but start thinking:
If Ethan were here, he could solve this strange puzzle very quickly.
"Click, click."
Just as the shadow of the headless mannequin gradually spread to the feet of the crowd.
A clear, ethereal voice suddenly rang out: "Soul."
The answer is "soul".
Hermione turned her head sharply and looked at Luna in surprise.
Even in the face of danger, the blonde girl's expression remained unfocused.
He said with an air of self-assurance, "Light as the wind...that refers to the soul."
She raised her hand, looked up at the void, and gave a sleepwalking smile: "Haven't you all witnessed countless souls soaring through the sky?"
"The ghosts at Hogwarts are also light and airy."
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Hermione opened her mouth, but ultimately couldn't utter a single rebuttal.
Because of Luna's words.
The light blue writing has faded.
The answer is correct.
"6
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Hermione froze, then seemed to be deep in thought.
Body, soul... what exactly did the creator of this riddle want to express?
Is it only a healthy body and an unpolluted soul that are truly essential?
How can this complete mirror be formed?
What would happen if one of them were destroyed?
Hermione instinctively thought of Voldemort's twisted and terrifying appearance.
They can no longer be called "human"!
Before Hermione could think about it further...
next second.
New subtitles appeared.
this time.
It's just a short sentence:
Only those who attack their companions can enter the passage.
This is the final test.
When these words appeared in everyone's eyes.
They were all so shocked that they were speechless.
Ron's eyes widened, and he muttered, "Blood Mother Hell... This... this is going to turn us into enemies?!"
To pull this stunt at the very end, was the level designer even human?!
In the team.
The two remaining Slytherins exchanged a glance.
His face darkened, and he gripped his wand tightly.
"What...what should we do?!"
Hermione was terrified.
He subconsciously looked at Luna.
The latter tilted his head and responded with a "none of my business" expression.
Then, he looked with great interest at the approaching headless mannequin.
It seems like I want to play happily with them.
Hermione:
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I was truly "crazy" to pin my hopes on the crazy girl.
"Click, click."
Countless dark figures swarmed about.
It constantly encroaches on the space available to everyone.
They were so close that they could smell the paint fumes mixed with the rusty smell emanating from the headless mannequin.
Ron gritted his teeth and muttered, "Damn it! I'll fight them to the death!"
"Bang!"
Before he could finish speaking...
A cursed spell swept straight past him.
Shoot it backwards!
"Splash!"
The sound of shattering glass suddenly rang out!
? !
Everyone turned around in astonishment.
Harry raised his wand and pointed it at the mirror.
His face held a gloomy, menacing look; he panted heavily and said in a low, hoarse voice:
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"...This should have been done a long time ago."
Rather than being led by the nose by that mirror, it's better to take a gamble!
This is the courage (recklessness) of Gryffindor!
The mirror is broken.
But the wall remained a wall, and no passage was revealed.
Only in the broken lens did a brilliant light refract.
The pattern on the ceiling is illuminated!
Hermione's eyes widened, and she blurted out, "Mirror, mirror is one!"
Before he could finish speaking...
Luna's figure leaped over!
Like a fawn in the forest, she lightly leaped into the mirror!
The mirror itself is actually a passageway!