The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Mo Bai had no intention of telling Harry all his plans.

He just gave Harry a heads up and asked him to prepare mentally.

The main reason is that I feel uneasy about treating him as a tool when I think about how much this kid has done to me.

Mo Bai laughed to himself.

I actually have such a thing as a conscience.

Harry's reaction was calmer than expected.

"Actually, I already knew it...after my name came out of the Goblet of Fire."

"The only ones who can target me, the nominal 'savior'," he raised his finger to make quotation marks, "should be the Death Eaters and Voldemort."

"You're quite calm."

Harry smiled bitterly and said, "This is not the first time I have faced Voldemort. The last time was when I was in first grade."

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows.

He had never experienced anything in his first year, but Hermione told him all about it during casual chat.

The magical stone that can make people immortal, Snape who was wronged, the "brave and wise challenge" arranged by the professors, and the ghosts exorcised by the magic of love.

Oh, this ghost is still there.

Mo Bai blinked.

He suddenly reacted.

Isn't this Triwizard Cup a bigger, more complex, and more difficult "Wise and Courage Challenge"?

Lao Dengtou really changed the soup without changing the medicine. What used to train Harry was now working on him, right?

But it's different. The level before the Sorcerer's Stone is really training Harry, while the effect of the Triwizard Tournament on Mo Bai is just to build momentum.

If you want to train him, you have to reach the level of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

By the way, in the third level, it seems like he is really going to face someone of this level.

Ignoring Harry who was bowing his head in thought, he turned around and walked into his small workroom and sat in the lounge chair in the corner.

Close your eyes slightly.

At this time, in an unknown manor outside London, the entire main building was wrapped in black mist.

From time to time, miserable screams were heard.

Not far away, Lucius shook his staff, his eyebrows twitching.

Not long after, a cloud of black mist crashed in front of him, and Mo walked out of the black mist, his black robe slightly damaged.

"Tell your freak master that the Kahn family has agreed to follow him."

Lucius looked at the dilapidated buildings in the distance and raised his eyebrows.

"How many living members of the Kahn family can follow the Dark Lord?"

Mo Qing said, "There is someone."

"You seem to be in a bad mood."

Lucius raised his chin and looked at Mo, "Because of the recent content of the Daily Prophet?"

Mo Leng snorted, "So what? Mo Bai is a thief, and all the honors and praises he gets should be mine!"

Lucius smiled inexplicably.

"If you hadn't caused so many troubles for the Dark Lord recently, maybe the Daily Prophet wouldn't advocate Mo Bai so much."

"Is there any connection between these two things?"

Mo stared at Lucius, his eyes... clear.

Lucius lowered his eyes, not letting him see the sarcasm in his eyes.

Not to mention his strength, that kid could kill this fool just by playing with his brain.

"What are you thinking?"

Although Lucius hid it well, Mo's intuition still felt the malice of the man in front of him towards him.

"I advise you to treat me better. Don't forget that you still have leverage in my hands."

Lucius' expression changed.

Hanhan knew that he and Mo Bai conspired to betray Voldemort, but the strange thing was that he never reported him.

This thing was like the Sword of Damocles, hanging over his head.

"Why, you didn't report me to Voldemort."

Instead of being on tenterhooks every day, why not take this opportunity to ask questions.

"You really want me to report you?"

Lucius smiled bitterly, "Of course not, I just want to know the reason."

Mo walked towards him, his steps steady and elegant.

But Lucius could see that his original walking posture was not like this.

He seemed to be imitating Mo Bai's walking posture in his memory, which looked very awkward.

He didn't know that there was an idiom in the East that could sum up the current scene very well.

The east is imitated.

Mo walked up to him, "I'm not that weirdo. What does his subordinates betray him and me? What does he have to do with me? I just want to use him to get Mo Bai."

Mo's expression was sinister and cunning.

"As for you, you are from Mo Bai, right?"

Lucius lowered his head.

After spending a long time with that boy Mo Bai, he forgot one thing.

The mouths of teenagers are actually very easy to deceive.

"Correct."

"Haha," Mo sneered twice, "So, now, you have to listen to me."

"If I don't listen to you, will you tell the Dark Lord about my betrayal?"

"of course."

"Okay then," Lucius sighed, "Then I will listen to you. What do you want me to do?"

Mo stopped talking.

Lucius looked up and saw the confusion flashing in the other person's eyes.

"What are you looking at!"

Mo glared at Lucius fiercely, "Now, come back with me."

After saying that, the whole person turned into a black mist and shot straight into the sky.

Lucius shook his head, his lips half smiling.

This is just a little brat trying to steal toys from others.

The only thing that can make people take it seriously is the heavy magic power of Obscurus.

But he still looks like a kid with a knife, and he can't even apparate...

Thinking of this, he whistled.

Something moved in the inner pocket of the robe, and then a purple shadow came out.

Time flies by and June is here in a blink of an eye.

Warriors don't have to take final exams, which makes Hermione very dissatisfied.

She was not envious, but dissatisfied that she could not compete with Mo Bai in terms of grades.

This guy is busy with his own business every day, and she has been studying. This time she is confident that she can surpass Mo Bai and regain the first place.

But he didn't give her this chance.

hateful.

Facing the little girl's fierce eyes, Mo Bai pursed his lips and smiled.

He rubbed the hair on the top of her head and said, "I will let you surpass me next time."

Hermione took off his hand and squeezed it hard, "You better be."

Mo Bai smiled and said nothing.

In a few hours, it will be the brave and wise breakthrough, no, the last level of the top three competition.

Harry and Cho Chang were talking next to each other. Harry looked nervous and Cho Chang was comforting him.

Next to him, Ron and Ginny were also encouraging Harry.

Behind Ginny stood Cedric.

It seemed that apart from Slytherin, the other three houses of Hogwarts were rooting for Harry.

Mo Bai knew that Harry was so nervous not entirely because of the Triwizard Tournament.

And what might happen next.

Tonight's dinner was much richer than usual, and Ron joked that it was a deprivation meal.

As a result, he received glares from all the girls around him.

After the dinner, Dumbledore stood on the podium.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes we will go to the Quidditch pitch for the final event of the Triwizard Tournament."