Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Harry was still shaking his head. He believed that he was not qualified to win this trophy. It should belong to Soul, who was much better than him.

Moreover, he and Sur were still friends, which made him even more unwilling to take away half of the glory that originally belonged to his friends.

"It's up to you, Harry, I don't want such a reputation." Seeing Harry's unmoved look, Soul rolled his eyes and changed his words,

"Actually, if you think about it, winning the championship is not that great. Look at Krum. No matter where he goes, there is a large group of people following him. He can't even go to the toilet to get upset..."

Harry thought for a moment, and it seemed that this was really the case. He couldn't help but smile when he thought about how Soul would be treated in the same way.

When Soul saw Harry's expression, he thought he was moved, so he quickly struck while the iron was hot.

"Let's do this. If you really feel sorry for yourself, how about all the thousand galleons for becoming the champion belong to me?"

As he spoke, Soul had already walked up to Harry, put his arm around Harry's shoulders, and with a gentle pressure, Harry lifted his feet involuntarily.

"I think you won't be short of this mere thousand Galleons, right? Just think of it as a favor to me, and we will win first place together."

Harry looked at the Triwizard Cup that was getting closer quietly, and seemed to see himself and Soul holding it out of the maze. In his ears he could hear the cheers of the crowd, and in his eyes he could see the relief on the faces of his family. This was a testament to the hard work that had been done throughout the year. It is the best reward.

Coupled with Soul's inexplicable encouragement in his ear, his heart moved.

"Okay." Harry nodded, "Then let's go together."

Su Er breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was persuaded.

The Triwizard Cup sitting on the marble stone platform shimmered like gold, waiting for the two young men to approach.

"Let's go together, I'll count to three." Soul and Harry put their hands on the shining handle respectively, Soul said softly, "One---two---"

Everything was just like what was said in the original work. Sur felt like someone was piercing his belly with a hook and then pulled hard. Then his feet left the ground, and he was sucked into a non-existent hole and disappeared. In situ.

There was an uproar in the stands. They were ready to applaud the two warriors who came out, but the two warriors disappeared together, which made everyone stand up in shock.

Where are the warriors?Where are our two warriors so big?

"Where did they go?!"

"Sul!" This was Hermione's voice, full of panic, mixed with the puzzled words of Mrs. Ellison and others, "What happened? Where did he go? Where is Sol?"

"Harry!" This was the exclamation of the Weasley family, who could easily see that the Triwizard Cup had turned into a portkey.

Dumbledore quickly disappeared from the podium with a solemn expression, came to the center of the maze, and waved his wand.

If Soul had not been teleported away, he would have had to applaud and admire Dumbledore's acting skills.

But he was teleported away, and as the original novel said, he and Harry were teleported to an overgrown wasteland.

Unlike on the plateau, the night here is darker because dark clouds block part of the moonlight.

On the left side of the wasteland is a hill, with a vague outline of a house on the hill. Not far away on the right is a tall yew tree. There is a vague black sharp corner behind the yew tree with a cross. It looks like it is a church. .

A gloomy wind blew, causing goosebumps to appear on the back of one's neck.

"Where are we? Is this part of the game?" Harry stumbled and finally regained his balance, asking in confusion.

"I don't think so, Harry." Soul said softly, his right hand unobtrusively pinching the items in the right pocket of the wizard's robe. There was a phoenix feather and a ring, which were given to him by Dumbledore. Life-saving items.

"I think we'd better get out our wands, don't you?"

Harry was pleased that Soul had the same idea as him, nodded and immediately pulled out his wand.

"Fluorescent flashes."

The light between the wands provided some brightness. The light pierced the darkness and illuminated the environment around the two people a little brighter.

Where there was light, there were shadows, and Harry quickly saw where they were now by glancing left and right.

"This is..." His voice trembled a little, "This is the cemetery?"

"I think so." Soul held the wand tightly, staring at the darkness not far away, ready to welcome the miserable green light from the darkness at any time.

At this time, a sound of wizard robes rubbing against weeds came from the depths of the darkness.

"Someone's coming," Harry said nervously.

Soul silently took out a transparent glass ball from his left pocket with his left hand and put it on his body. Following Harry's prompts, his eyes looked at the figure approaching them step by step among the tombs not far away.

The darkness obscured the man's face, but both Soul and Harry could see the man's posture clearly. From his gait and the position of his arms, they could tell that the man was holding something.

The mysterious man in a black robe stopped in front of a huge tombstone six feet away from Sur and the others.

What is that man holding in his arms?

That is of course our Highness the Braised Egg.

"Shattered to pieces!" Sur was not like Cedric in the original novel. Taking advantage of the fact that His Highness Luo Dan was too weak to pick up the wand, Sur struck preemptively.

I am not the type to sit still and wait for death.

The dazzling red light shot towards the man in black robe next to the tombstone, but was deflected by a magic spell from the side.

"boom..."

The tombstone was blown into pieces by the explosive magic power, and the broken stones flew everywhere under the influence of the surging magic power.

The man in black robe obviously didn't expect this, but he still reacted very quickly and bent down to hold the braised egg in his arms, protecting it from being hurt by the gravel, but he was hit by a much larger one. The gravel hit the ground and he staggered.

A stone with words on it flew sideways in front of Sur and the others.

Harry was stunned and subconsciously looked at the stone with the words on it.

"Tom Reed..." Harry reacted quickly, with extreme horror in his eyes, "It's you!!!"

"It's you..." This was Sur's voice.

But what he didn't expect was different from what Harry expected.

Just at this time, the dark clouds quietly moved a little, and the blocked moonlight poured down, revealing the true appearance of the hooded figure. It was an unusually pale, but very young face.

"That's me." He carefully supported His Highness the Braised Egg in his arms, looked at Suer with a sinister look, and smiled coldly,

"Introduce yourself, Tel Yaxley. Thanks to your care, my uncle was sent to Azkaban by you!"

"Fortunately, I also met the great Dark Lord."

"Ah..." At this time, Harry screamed in pain, and his wand rolled to the ground. He covered his face with his hands, and his whole body bent over and knelt involuntarily because of the pain.

At this moment, a cold, biting and angry voice sounded in the air.

"Stop talking nonsense and get rid of this troublemaker!"

As a result, dazzling green light poured in from all directions.

"Avada Kedavra!"