Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

They had no other choice but to finish the game.

Ron kept directing the movement of the chess pieces, and the stone statues were chopped down one by one, becoming fewer and fewer.

When the white queen cuts down the piece in front of Harry, she targets Ron.

"No! Ron! Move me! Voldemort doesn't want to kill you!" Wu Mu didn't want Ron to get hurt.

“It’s alright, Harry. As long as I move, the Queen will eat me, and then you can take the opportunity to eat the King.”

“No! Ron! No!” Harry understood what Ron meant, and he decided to sacrifice himself.

“Ron! Aren’t you good at chess? There must be other ways, right?” Wu Mu thought about the outcome of each move.

"What's going on?" Hermione had never watched Wizards Chess except for the occasional glimpse of Weam playing it.

"He's willing to sacrifice himself!"

"No! There must be another way!"

Wu Mu: "Ron! Move this piece!" If Ron moves this piece, I'll be the one who gets hurt. I...I...Ron, you have to move this piece!

"No! You'll be the one who sacrifices yourself later!" Ron knew what Wu Mu was thinking and knew the method, but he resolutely chose to sacrifice himself.

"Listen to me, Harry, Hermione, only the two of you can stop the theft of the Philosopher's Stone, and only the two of you can stop Voldemort. Not me, not Hermione, only you two!"

"Ron! You look just like a true knight!" Wu Mu knew that nothing he said would make a difference, so he could only let Ron feel happy one last time before he got hurt.

"Knight, move to H3!" Ron walked to the corresponding position, and the White Queen came over to him, stabbing the knight statue with a knife. Ron fell down and passed out.

Hermione wanted to go to Ron's side to Charlie, but Harry stopped her.

"No! Don't go! Don't forget this game isn't over yet!" Harry walked up to the white king. "Dead piece!"

After the king was shattered, the group ran to Ron's side, hoping he was alright.

"Take good care of Ron and Hermione, then find an owl to deliver a letter to Dumbledore."

"We can have Xue Yiyu send it over. It flies very fast. As long as Dumbledore doesn't leave the Ministry of Magic, it can be delivered in less than ten minutes!"

"Ron is right, only we can stop Voldemort."

"Don't worry, Hermione! My brother and I can withstand Voldemort's first attack, and we can definitely withstand the second one, no matter what! Besides, Voldemort is no longer here."

“You will be alright, you are great wizards, I really believe it.”

“I am no match for you. Perhaps I am better than you in some aspects, but not in all aspects.”

"Me? I only rely on books and cleverness. I need more important conditions: friendship and courage. You are the bravest girl I have ever met, Wumu. When you rushed behind the troll to protect me, I felt that your courage was not just a joke."

“Harry, you are a great wizard. The prophecy says that Voldemort will be killed by one of you. I think it will be you. Amu will be like a true angel, the one who saves everyone, and you will be the true warrior.”

The Potter siblings exchanged a glance, then held hands as they had done at the beginning and walked inside.

They walked through the long corridor and saw a person standing in front of the Mirror of Erised.

As Ayman pulled out his spell to cast a spell, Harry stopped him. "Quirok?"

"I knew it was Quirrell!"

Quirrell turned around and looked at the two of them.

"Yes, he looks like a scoundrel, doesn't he? So, with him around, who would doubt Professor Quirrell who stutters?"

"But on Quidditch day, Snape wanted to harm us."

"It wasn't Stewart! It was definitely you! Quirrell! You're the one trying to get us killed!"

"That's right, I was the one who wanted to harm you. If Snape hadn't suddenly called me and I hadn't needed to respond to him, which prevented me from keeping a close eye on you, I would have succeeded long ago! No matter how many spells Snape chanted, it wouldn't have mattered!"

"Snape is saving us?"

"{Blazing Flames} Incendio!" Wu Mu wanted to deal with Quirrell ahead of time.

"Don't attack others while they're chatting! Didn't your father teach you that, Mu Porter!" Quirrell easily blocked the ordinary attack.

“Oh! Sorry, I forgot, some people don’t even have a father!” Quirrell hit the nail on the head.

"Qiro! Who do you think you are! You're such a big shot! You stutter and act all cute all day long! To be honest, you're an insult to the word 'stutterer'! What's wrong with you? Why are you yelling all day long? You should spend your free time learning to speak properly! Even a dog can bark better than you!"

"you……"

"What do you mean, 'I'? I'm no better than you! At least my dad taught me basic human abilities! You can't even learn human abilities! I can only say you're not worthy! Go out wearing a big headscarf and waiting to haggle with the vegetable vendor! Do you think you can out-argue the vegetable vendor? No way! You just sit down right now!"

Wu Mu was tired of explaining things during this time, and he was also angered by Qi Luo's mockery. Now he finally found a suitable time to vent.

(Amu: Kids, don't imitate this! Amu has gone crazy!)