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HP(TPS) Part 14- 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕆𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣? 𝕎𝕙𝕪 ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝔹𝕠𝕥𝕙!

Alecs stepped over the Purple fire in the doorway. It wasn’t ordinary fire but it also wasn't designed for preventing them coming in, it was designed to prevent someone going back, Same as black flames shot up in the doorway leading onward, to do exact opposite. For now they were trapped.

"How did you knew that ? " Hermione asked her but the only reply she got was ' daughter of sun' and nothing else.

 In the middle of the room a table with seven differently shaped bottles standing on it in a line. It didn't look dangerous, but since it was Professor Snape, this could be the most dangerous one yet.

" Dangerous than a creepy chessboard? " Remus asked still not getting over the previous task.
" When it comes to Professor Snape ? Definitely, I still got nightmares about fourth year." Blaize said with a shiver, theo patting his back gently. All future gen, specially the golden trio shuddered at the reminder.
" Why ? What happened ?" A third year ravenclaw asked, sending severus a apprehensive look.
" you'll see" harry told him, sharing a look with ron.
On the slytherin side severus was more intrigued about his future self.

"Look!" Granger seized a roll of paper lying next to the bottles. Potter looked over her shoulder to read it. But Alecs didn't. Times like this was the ones she cursed her dyslexia. It was nearly impossible to read it quickly and since it was instructions to solve the riddle, getting it right was crucial. So with silent grumbles, Alecs sit back and let granger to use her brain.

Barty, Rabastan, Evan, Blaize and Theo snickered at the grumbling witch, earning a mock glare from said girl.

 After reading Granger let out a great sigh and Alecs was baffled to see that she was smiling, the very last thing she would imagine anyone would do. Did she finally lost it? Alecs thought staring at her.
"Brilliant! This isn’t magic! it’s logic. A puzzle. A lot of the greatest wizards haven’t got an ounce of logic, they’d be stuck in here forever." Okaay. Guess this was wizarding version of Annabeth huh? A lot annoying and less interesting version though.

Annabeth laughed at her best friend. It made sense though. Alecs along with Percy never cared about logics. It was  Annabeth who thought logical solutions for their problems most of times.

"But so will we, won’t we?" Alecs lips twitched. Potter had just admitted that he was dim witted. Alecs was so going to tell this to her brother. He was going to love this.

" oh I definitely did!" Draco mumbled sending a smirk at annoying looking harry while many laughed at Alecs comment.

"Of course not." Granger interjected "Everything we need is here on this paper. Seven bottles: three are poison; two are wine; one will get us safely through the black fire, and one will get us back through the purple."

Poison, wine and purple fire? Reminded me someone. A certain camp director had coming to her mind. Who knew that studying in a magical school and trying stop a psycho killer from stealing a stone that could make him immortal would remind her Mr. D! Alecs's lips carved in to a small smile at the thought.

A certain god of wine looked up from his magazine and sent Alecs a glare. To which she responded with a innocent hand wave. The demigods and gods shook their heads in amusement, not noticing the small smirk in said wine god's face.

While Alecs and Potter watched, Granger reread the paper several times. Then she walked up and down the line of bottles, muttering to herself and pointing at them. At last, she clapped her hands.
"Got it" she said.
"The smallest bottle will get us through the black fire -toward the Stone."
They all looked at the tiny bottle. It was barely enough for one person.
"There’s only enough for one of us. That’s hardly one swallow." Potter voiced her thoughts.
While Potter and Granger discussed about what the were going to do, Alecs was in deep thoughts. After drinking it, potter would be able to go through the black fire, It also meant that Alecs was stuck here without a way to go ahead.
After thinking hardly about this she only got one idea to get through the fire. A crazy idea with law possibility than her brother hating quidditch. But it was all she got.