[HP] End of Death

Harry obviously also saw Draco at a glance, and the two looked at each other for a while, neither of them said a word, and finally Fleur asked arrogantly, breaking the silence: "Are you here to tell us to go back?"

Harry's expression immediately became extremely embarrassed, and he didn't know how to explain it. At this moment, Ludo Bagman came up and put a hand on Harry's shoulder: "Oh, it's incredible! Children, I want to give you Introduce, I know it's hard to believe, but this is the fourth warrior, Harry Potter!"

For a moment, the expressions of the three people around the stove were very exciting.Krum looked Harry up and down, Fleur raised her eyebrows, as if she couldn't understand what he said, Draco gradually revealed a gloating smile after a brief shock, and he used his characteristic drawl The voice asked, "So, Potter, you're going to be competing, too?"

He paused, and added maliciously: "Are you here to accompany me?"

"No!" Harry retorted without thinking, and Bagman patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and said loudly: "Okay, Harry, Draco, you all need to participate in the Triwizard Tournament... "

"There's clearly something wrong with that!" said Fleur. "He looks so small—"

"I'm young too, Miss Delacour." Draco said coldly.

That's when they set their sights on him—or they realized it now, the Hogwarts warrior was also far from old enough.Draco snorted and turned away from looking at them. At this moment, there was a quarrel outside the door, and several people opened the door and walked in.

"Dumbledore, I don't understand, this is very unfair! I didn't expect Hogwarts to use such a trick in public—" Professor Karkaroff yelled at Dumbledore angrily. His lips trembled, "So a school can have two warriors, huh? Is it because I didn't read the rules of the competition clearly?"

"I also hope you can give us an explanation, Dumbledore." Madame Maxime said loudly, she folded her chest, looking very dissatisfied, "You said that your age limit can prevent underage students from participating in the competition, we I believe you! But look now, none of the Hogwarts warriors have reached the age of 17!"

She specially emphasized the pronunciation of "we", and her sharp eyes glanced at Draco and Harry: "Boys, how old are you?"

"...14 years old," Harry replied.

"I'm 14 too." Draco shrugged.

"Harry, Draco, you didn't cross that line, did you?" Dumbledore's blue eyes fixed on the two of them, as if to read what was going on in their hearts.

"I didn't, Professor, I could swear it. But Potter, with all due respect, he's been trying to become famous in various ways since he entered school..." Draco gave Harry a sneering look.

"I didn't!" Harry turned his head and glared at him. He didn't expect Draco to hit the target backwards. "I didn't cross that line, Professor."

Even if he did cross that line, he was ejected.Harry looked up, just in time to meet Draco's half-smile eyes, who seemed to be laughing at his stupid lie.

"You didn't ask your seniors to pass the note in for you, did you?" Dumbledore asked.

"No." This time they both answered in unison.

"What's going on? I demand a fair decision, Dumbledore! Either we all send two representatives, or I will lead my students back!" Professor Karkaroff raised his voice.

"Oh, Karkaroff, you know that this is impossible! The warriors selected by the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition, this is the rule!" A rough voice came from outside the door, and Professor Moody walked into the small room. Room.

They were caught in a new round of arguments, and Harry stood aside and listened dumbly. Everything that happened now was completely unexpected to him. He didn't know what was going on, why he became No. .4 Warriors...

"...Now it seems that we can only accept this result. The Goblet of Fire has been extinguished, and the next ignition will be five years later. Well, next we need to introduce the first project to the four warriors." Ba Geman clapped his hands and called the four warriors to come forward, "Okay, warriors, we will test your courage in the first event... Well, that's all for the hints! Let's go back and rest today! "

Everyone walked out of the small room one after another, and the people in the auditorium were already astigmatized.Harry stepped out of the door in a daze. Just as he walked around the corner, he was pulled by someone and led into an empty classroom next to him.As soon as he entered that person, he quickly closed the door, and the classroom was instantly plunged into darkness.

Harry leaned against the wall and watched him quietly, Draco walked past rows of tables and chairs, the narrow moonlight exposed behind the drawn curtains kept sweeping across his gray-silver pupils, pale Her cheeks and thin lips revealed a bit of sternness.

He seemed to want to sit on a table, but when he touched the table with his fingers, he was startled by the thickness of the dust on it, so he clapped his hands and gave up.

"Malfoy, what's going on?" Harry asked first, and he looked up and stared straight at him, trying to read something from his face, but he was too far away to see clearly.

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked back, "Does it mean why you were chosen as a warrior?"

"...Malfoy, did I not throw the note into the Goblet of Fire yesterday?" Harry asked cautiously after a moment of silence.He suddenly became a little uncertain. Could it be that the note slipped in accidentally when he was pushed into the age limit yesterday?

"No, I'm sure. Because I have your note." Draco said as he took out a crumpled piece of parchment from his pocket, and he explained directly without waiting for Harry to ask, "You fell It slipped out of your pocket on the way out."

"Then why is that?" Harry wondered.

"Didn't you listen to what they said?" Draco said angrily. He looked at Harry's blank eyes and sighed. "Professor Moody thinks someone is going to kill you. He wants you to die in the game."

Harry's face paled for a moment, and he immediately felt that this guess was very reasonable.He suddenly thought of something, and lowered his voice: "Malfoy, do you remember that strange man we saw that night?"

"Yeah. Oh, you mean..." Draco realized what he was thinking right away.

"I think he may have done it... I think, if someone wants to plot against me, they should choose to act when there is no one." Harry looked serious.

"Well, it's a wonderful reasoning." Draco nodded lazily, and clapped his hands casually a few times to express his encouragement.Harry was half-dead by his attitude, he turned and opened the classroom door to leave, Draco's expression changed, and he strode over and grabbed his wrist.He pushed him hard against the door panel, locked the door, and whispered, "I'm not done yet, Potter."

"Okay, I'll give you a chance, hurry up and finish in 3 minutes!" Harry raised his head and tried to lean back, trying to distance himself from him.

"Three minutes is not enough. Potter, have you figured out how to deal with the first project?" Draco stared with interest at his neck, which was exposed by the receding, and he seemed interested in biting on it. a mouthful.

"I have no idea what it's about, Malfoy!"

"I can get the content, but I don't know if you are interested in cooperating with me."

"Cooperate with you?" Harry thought he had misheard, "Malfoy, is this a new trick? Do you think I'll still be fooled?"

"Wrong, Potter. I'm talking to you very sincerely." A pain in his neck made Harry gasp, and he clasped his hands on his chest to push him away, but Draco's whole body Covered him, leaving him almost no room to play, "Think about it, we are all Hogwarts students, we are in the same camp, and only our youngest... If we don't unite, we will be punished. They eat it."

His voice was very low, like the wind in the middle of the night wandering secretly, echoing for a long time.Harry was disturbed by his approaching breath, and the cool smell of the boy made him feel sober and intoxicated. He felt that what Draco said made sense, but he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.He turned his face to the side and said vaguely, "Let me think about it again", pushed him away with a little force, opened the door and left in embarrassment.

Draco stood there for a while, with his hands in his pockets, and an inexplicable smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Indeed, if you don't unite, you will be eaten by them... But if you unite, you will be eaten by me.