Chapter 84: Power Beyond the Chessboard

"Thank you, it's a great help."

Ron said with a sense of relief, and Harry and Hermione also breathed a sigh of relief.

In this chess game that may require life and death, what they need most is a sense of security, and this spell can give them a certain guarantee.

"Okay, I'm going to start."

"Wait!" Aaron hesitated for a moment and took out the Felicia Felix, "Even if I'm unlucky this time, if everyone drinks a sip, there should be nothing left."

"What is this?" Harry asked.

"I seem to have seen it somewhere." Hermione thought, "Isn't this what you drank when you duelled with the black-robed man in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Felixir, just one sip can improve a person's luck.

The Shield Charm can protect you from being killed in one blow, and this bottle of potion may at most make you slightly injured.

Originally, I didn't plan to take it out, but after all, we came together, and I can't just watch you lose people." Aaron said righteously, and then threw the bottle to Hermione, "I only have one request, never, never, never..."

"Don't worry." Ron patted his chest and interrupted him confidently, "With the Shield Charm and the Felixir, we will be fine."

"Nonsense, but that's not what I want to say.

Don't touch your lips. I drank a sip before the action tonight. I have mental mysophobia."

Ron:......

The three looked at each other and nodded.

Hermione first raised her head, poured a small amount of Felix Felicis into her mouth, and then handed the bottle to Harry.

After Harry did as he was told, it was Ron's turn.

He drank the last of the potion in one breath, and threw the bottle to the floor in the corner with a heroic spirit, and the sound of glass breaking suddenly rang out.

"Begin the war!"

The rule of Wizard Chess is that the white pawn moves first. After the signal of "Begin the war" appears, a white pawn automatically moves forward two squares.

Ron pointed to a black pawn at the edge and said tentatively: "The black pawn moves to square D5."

As soon as it stopped, the white pawn in front drew his knife and chopped it down without any hesitation.

The black pawn was instantly shattered, and stones splashed on the chessboard, shocking the three people.

"Tsk! I told you this is the real wizard chess, why are you still testing me!" Aaron shook his head speechlessly, "Now, the opponent has eaten a pawn.

The chess game that was not in an advantageous position has become worse."

"Ron." Harry couldn't help but remind him, "If we continue to play like this, we will die no matter how lucky we are."

"Don't worry, I'm sure.

I can win this game even if I lack a pawn."

However, as the game progressed, his confidence became weaker and weaker.

Although Ron used human wisdom to force the advantage to the black side, the performance of the white chess was too cruel when the black chess was eaten. He had to find a way to ensure that Harry and Hermione, the two living chess pieces, would not be harmed at all. Every move was a huge pressure.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of the stone statues breaking was endless, and the number of black and white chess pieces on the chessboard continued to decrease, leaving less than half, and the broken stones almost paved half of the room.

At this moment, the only chess pieces on the chessboard that can affect the victory are the White King, the White Queen, and three live black pieces, Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

Three to two, the situation is quite obvious.

As long as the White Queen, whose main purpose is to capture chess pieces, is delayed, any black piece can kill the White King.

But this is wizard chess, and they need to decide who will face the stone statue of the White Queen.

"Wait a minute." Harry suddenly said.

"It seems that you understand, Harry." Ron pursed his lips, "I must be eaten."

"No!" ×2.

"This is chess, there must be sacrifices.

Do you still want to stop the You-Know-Who from getting the Philosopher's Stone?"

"No, there will always be other ways." Hermione said.

"But if we wait any longer, the Philosopher's Stone will be taken away." Ron looked pale and smiled very far-fetchedly, "I will be fine. Don't forget, I still have a protective spell on me, and I also drank the Felicia Potion."

"But look at these broken chess pieces, is there any intact one of them?

You can't joke with your life!" Hermione said anxiously, "By the way, Aaron, Aaron must have a way."

She turned her head anxiously, and after a careful look for a while, she found Aaron napping in the corner, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Aaron, wake up, don't sleep."

"Huh? Finished?" Aaron opened his eyes and stood up from the hard floor.

"Wow! This scene is really tragic.

Although I am not interested in this thing, it is obvious that the black chess won."

"But we have to send one person to distract the white queen." Harry looked grim, "This means, it means..."

"It means one of you will enjoy the treatment of these eaten chess pieces." Aaron looked at the gravel all over the ground and sighed, "Fortunately I'm not on the chessboard. It's really sad to be a chess piece."

"Is it time to discuss this now?" Ron said with tears in his eyes.

"Why are your legs shaking so badly?

No, not just your legs, am I seeing wrong? Your whole body is shaking."

"He plans to sacrifice himself and let us checkmate the White King." Harry said in a deep voice.

Aaron was stunned for a moment, then looked at the trembling Weasley and gave him a thumbs up.

"Great, a wise decision, the right choice.

You are worthy of being a Gryffindor. Your courage really makes me look at you in a new light!

I believe the Weasley family will be proud of you in the future, go!"

Three people:......

Is this what people say?

Is this gloating tone real?

"Wait, wait, do you really mean to let Ron sacrifice?" Hermione asked in disbelief, "We can only watch and do nothing?"

"What if it's you and Harry?" Aaron asked back, "Ron is on a stone statue after all, and with the Armor Charm and Felicity Potion, he may not be seriously injured.

But what about you? You have nothing.

If you lead the White Queen away, you can only rely on your flesh and blood to block its sword, and you will die.

In short, Ron is the best choice."

"Don't you have any other ideas?" Hermione asked.

Aaron raised his eyebrows and looked at her playfully.

"It's not that there is no way. Even if I use my method, Ron still has to act as a pawn.

But it's a little less dangerous than being attacked by the White Queen."

"That's it." Ron said immediately, and then looked at Harry, "Go to the next level immediately after winning, don't delay here."

Ron controlled the horse statue and slowly moved to the White King.

"General!"

After the words fell, the White Queen slowly turned around, her face without facial features looked at Ron, and then moved towards him.

Harry and Hermione watched this scene nervously, their hearts beating faster and their breathing became more rapid.

Ron on the horse's back trembled all over, but his hands still tightly grasped the reins on the statue without letting go.

After the White Queen approached, she clenched the long sword in her hand and stabbed it straight into the horse's belly.

"Ah!" Ron screamed in panic.

"Ron!" Harry also shouted in grief and anger.

At this moment, a white light flew out from the side and hit Ron against the wall.

Harry's shouting stopped abruptly, and he was stunned for a long time before looking in the direction where the white light came from.

Aaron put away his wand as if he didn't care, and looked at the two stunned people, "Am I handsome?"

Harry and Hermione couldn't react for a while, so they could only nod together.

"Is this your method?" Hermione asked.

"That's right.

It's not just the person who plays chess who can control the chess pieces. Powers outside the chessboard can influence the situation at any time.

This is a famous saying of one of my ancestors. It makes sense." Aaron explained, "The goal of the white chess piece is to destroy the chess piece. In other words, the goal of the white queen is only the statue of the horse that Ron is riding.

As long as you leave in time and get off the chessboard, there will be no danger."

"Ron will be okay?" Harry looked at the figure lying under the wall, full of worry.

"It shouldn't be!"

"It should be?"

The two said in unison, obviously not very satisfied with these two words.

"Of course I should. I have to make sure he is outside the chessboard and cast a little more force.

But I gave him armor and luck, so it shouldn't be a big deal."

Harry smiled bitterly, "You are too..."

"What? Are you not convinced?" Aaron said playfully, "At least compared to that chess piece, his end is much better, isn't it?"

Harry looked at the chess piece on the chessboard that was stabbed by the White Queen, and was speechless.

"Maybe you are right, but you should have told me in advance."

"You didn't ask?

Besides, I have to grasp the timing of casting the spell. Telling it in advance may not have such a good effect."

"Hmm..."

Ron's groan suddenly came from the foot of the wall, "Harry."

"Ron, are you okay!"

"It's okay, I just feel a little pain in my back.

And I seem to have twisted my foot, but it's not a big problem."

"It's good that you are okay. Wait a moment, I'll be there soon." Harry breathed a sigh of relief and then walked to the White King.