Hogwarts genius wizard

"You're Harry?" Cedric asked first.

The professors also played a lot of false tricks in the maze. Cedric had already encountered three Harrys who attacked him with spells and was killed by Snape.

"You are Cedric? How did you get hurt like this? You need to be treated immediately, Cedric." Harry said, holding his wand.

Naturally, Harry did not escape Snape's most gracious iron fist of love, and the mud on his lower body was the trace left by "Cedric" before.

The poor clay figurine tried to jump into the swamp trap with Harry in his arms, but he didn't know that the reckless boy already had the strength of the iron man's limbs and kicked him to pieces with a few kicks.

"Harry, you had a big piece of dragon steak at the club last night, and Ginny cut it for you," said Cedric.

"It's disgusting, Cedric." Ginny said, covering her face in the stands.

"Haha." The surrounding lions and audience laughed in good faith.

"Cedric, well, let me think about it, there, Lee asked William to take a bottle of energy potion." Harry said.

Seeing Cedric open his mouth, Harry was worried that he wouldn't believe it, so he hurriedly added: "He also asked William for a copy of the 24-style secret technique that mysteriously came from the Tang Kingdom. William said that I can only practice it when I am 16-"

"Stop it, Harry, stop talking, I believe it." Cedric said anxiously, Li Heizi was about to leave violently if he continued.

But he spoke a bit late, and there was bursts of laughter in the stands, and many young wizards didn't understand what was so funny about it.

Many people even asked their parents what powerful magic the 24-style secret technique is, and even Skywalker has practiced it.

Blake and Amelia looked at Susan together with smiles, the little witch blushed, wishing to beat Harry to death and maim her.

"Ginny, don't be fooled, you have to be 16 years old or older." Molly looked at Ginny seriously.

"Mom." Ginny shyly hid in her mother's clothes.

The two people who were confirmed to be teammates began to walk together in a team, talking at the same time.Among them, Cedric deliberately walked in front to attract fire, and let Harry walk ten paces behind.

This was the duo's bait tactic, and Cedric was using himself to win Harry's chance.

Adult wizards can easily see through Cedric's small thoughts and praise the white knight's bravery, wisdom and selflessness.

The noble quality, no matter what the occasion, is worthy of people's affirmation.

Under the lens of the magic flying camera, Cedric's forehead kept sweating, and the magic robe behind his back was also stained with sweat.Only Harry, a complete idiot, didn't realize it, thinking that Cedric was really not seriously injured, but didn't know that Cedric was gritting his teeth and insisting.

"Why are you holding this log?" Cedric asked.

"This is Neville's advice to me. You can use a wand to cast spells from a distance, and you can use wood to block and counterattack when you encounter danger. Just now I met a monster pretending to be you. He led me into a trap. I rely on It's like the wood didn't fall in."

Harry's words made Cedric couldn't help but look at his already painful feet and couldn't help but smile wryly.

"I haven't asked you yet, do you really want to keep fighting? Your injuries are serious."

"I can go on, I must at least make sure you win the game, Harry, we are Hogwarts warriors!"

The combination of the two was much faster than Furong fighting alone, but they were led astray by Snape's clay figurine before, so the time to reach the center of the maze was almost the same as Furong's.

The three saw the Goblet of Fire on a stone pedestal, and looked at each other holding wands.

"Fu Rong, be careful of monsters!"

Harry was the first to spot an eight-eyed spider the size of a car emerging from the intersection and rushing towards Hibiscus, which was only 10 meters away.

At the critical moment, Fu Rong ignored the threat of Cedric and Harry, so she could only turn around and fight back against the monster immediately.

"All petrified!" Fu Rong turned around and cast a spell on the huge black shadow.

"Dizzy!" Harry cursed in the direction of Fleur.

"There are many obstacles!" Cedric cast a spell on Fleur.

"Who will they attack?" This question only lingers in the audience's mind for a second.

The three curses hit the poor eight-eyed spider one after the other.

After being hit by the hibiscus petrification spell, the big spider lost its mobility and stopped by hitting the sleeping spell and the invisible barrier by relying on inertia.

"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that at the moment of danger, two Hogwarts warriors chose to help Miss Silver Princess Delacour at the same time. Let us applaud the gentlemanly demeanor of the two warriors, this is A scene never before seen in the Triwizard Tournament."

Sophia said softly: "They let us witness the unity and friendship, which is the ultimate goal of this competition, to improve the cooperation and communication of the three magic schools in an equal and harmonious competition."

"Papa papa" applause sounded, and the British wizards were particularly proud.

"So what should they do now? Three warriors, but only one Goblet of Fire. Only by getting the Goblet of Fire can they get the only 50 points in this competition."

Sophia said: "Maybe we will see another wonderful wizard duel, the unfinished match between Mr. Potter and Miss Delacour in the second match will be held here."

Three flying cameras aimed at the three people on the lawn from three directions in the air.

Fleur raised her head and spoke first, "Harry, Cedric, thank you, go ahead and take the Goblet of Fire."

Cedric smiled and said, "I'm already injured. If I were to fight, I would be out of the game. So the Goblet of Fire should belong to Harry."

Harry said, "Why bother? I think the three of us could hold the Goblet of Fire together."

Fleur looked at Harry and then at the Goblet of Fire, showing hesitation.

Cedric took out the fireworks and released them towards the sky, and red flames appeared in midair.

"Why? Cedric? It's already here." Harry asked in surprise.

"Sorry, my foot hurts. You two can discuss the remaining choices." Cedric said helplessly. He originally wanted Harry to win, but Harry was obviously unwilling to stop the honor alone.

However, he doesn't mind letting Fleur share the burden. It was William's idea that the wizarding circles of Britain and France join forces to fight against the dark forces.As for the German wizarding world, they are thankful for being neutral.

A Sports Division clerk appeared on a broomstick and took Cedric away.

Harry said, "Fleur, come on, let's take the Goblet of Fire together."

Facing the gracious Harry, Fleur no longer hesitated and nodded slightly.

"I said 321, and we'll each hold the Goblet of Fire," Harry said.

"Okay." Fu Rong walked on the other side of the stone platform.

"3."

"2."

"1."

Harry and Fleur grabbed the handles on both sides of the Goblet of Fire, and the Portkey spell on the Goblet of Fire was activated immediately.

"An incredible thing happened again. There were two champions in this Triwizard Tournament," Sofia said.

There were also discussions in the auditorium and on the rostrum.

William, who was sitting next to Gabriel, stood up immediately, with silver light shining, soaring into the sky.

"What's going on?" Apolline and Francis stood up and asked.

Other senior officials of the Ministry of Magic who found something was wrong also stood up and looked up at the sky, but there was no sign of Harry and Fleur.

The projection of the court suddenly became a large cemetery, and a large yew tree and the outline of a small church in the distance were faintly visible.

A hill rises to the left of the trees, and the viewer can vaguely make out the general outline of an old house on the side of the hill.

More than 30 black wizards were covered in black magic robes and stood in the open space. They were divided into two teams and spread out, forming a huge semicircle facing everyone. On a tall stool in the middle of the northernmost part, sat the terrifying Voldemort.

Barty Crouch and Linda Shafik sat weakly lying tens of meters south of Voldemort, a campfire separated the old man and Voldemort.

On both sides of Voldemort, there are 10 wizards in silver-plated armor standing awe-inspiring.

Voldemort is like a king, waiting for the arrival of the guests.

"Voldemort!"

"Mr. Crouch!"

"Mrs Shafik!"

The audience on the court, the audience in the bar, and the audience at home couldn't help but exclaim.

"Very well, Mr. Fox, it is indeed a nice little thing."

Voldemort looked up at the magic camera and smiled, the fearful cries of wizards outside the old Gaunt's house had entered his soul. .

Fear, hatred, anger, etc. are the best food for the body of the demon god. Using the magic mirror and the huge attention of the Triwizard Tournament, Voldemort successfully covered the whole world with the fear of his return.

After wandering in the jungle for 14 years, once he came back, the whole continent was shaken.

Voldemort relished this supreme awe.

"Fear, tremble! Lowly Muggleborn, I said I would come back." Voldemort smiled at the magic camera with scarlet eyes.

"This time I am stronger. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish. Those who disobey me will die without a place to die, and those who obey me will be rewarded."

At this moment, Harry and Fleur descended from the sky with the Goblet of Fire, and they both spun and landed at the same time, and immediately stood firm after making slight adjustments.

The Goblet of Fire in his hand fell to the ground, glistening in the light of the campfire.

Holding wands, the two leaned against each other, looking at this group of mysterious enemies.

"Voldemort?!" Harry exclaimed.

Found behind bars, facing many powerful enemies, both of them were a little nervous.

"Mr. Potter, long time no see. The last time I saw you, you were still a young baby." Voldemort laughed.

"It's been 14 years. I've waited 14 years for this day. Come on, Boy Who Lived, take your wand, and fight me in a duel between wizards in front of wizards all over the world. Just let me finish Your ridiculous title of savior, let the world know what real power is!"

Voldemort stood up from his seat and vomited 14 years of grievances to Harry.

He is not Nagini. After falling into a miserable situation worse than a ghost, his hatred for Harry is like a torrent of water. His desire to kill Harry Potter in front of wizards all over the world has turned into a metaphor for ruling the world. But also a deep obsession.

Under the strong mental pressure, Harry and Fleur gasped, and couldn't help taking a few steps back at the same time.

Fleur, who had been trained by William for a long time, stood still first, and then sneered, "Voldemort, if you have the guts to challenge Dumbledore and William, what kind of Dark Lord is bullying Harry?"