[HP] When the arrogant young master meets a black-bellied girl

On June 6th, the last project of the Triwizard Tournament ushered in.

Roy came to the auditorium late on purpose this morning, and sure enough, she and Draco staggered the time as she thought.After breakfast, the hall was empty, only she and the four contestants were left. Then Fleur and Krum walked into the reception room together, and Harry slowly joined them.

As soon as Roy looked up, he saw Cedric looking at her. Their eyes met. Cedric hurriedly looked away and walked towards the reception room.

"Wait!" Roy yelled, Cedric stopped in his tracks, and looked back at her. The young man who had always maintained his leadership demeanor confidently showed a little nervousness at this moment.

Roy ran up to him, took a deep breath, and was a little hesitant... They hadn't spoken for several months, and even if they ran into each other at school, they would immediately go in another direction. Roy understood that Cedric was avoiding him on purpose.However, just today, she wanted to have a word with Cedric no matter what. This idea was so strong that she felt that she would regret not doing so.

"Cedric..." Roy raised his head and looked straight at the handsome him, "Well... that... Come on, I will always watch you from the stands." A simple sentence seems to have exhausted All her courage.They have become so strange.

Cedric's amber eyes glowed with a strange light, and he looked down at Roy, his expression seemed to have a thousand words to say, and in the end it only turned into a soft sentence: "Thank you, Christina, I will. "

His gentle voice read his own name, still so nice.Roy suddenly felt light all over, and showed a gentle smile, "Well...then I'll go first, I wish you good luck."

"Wait a minute... I have something for you."

"What is this...?" Roy blinked, and took a small crystal ball handed over by Cedric. It gradually turned into light blue in the palm of his hand, and the slightest coolness was conveyed from the place of contact, and the whole body felt Get cooler.

"Warm and cold ball." Cedric hooked the corners of his lips, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "As the temperature changes, it will be very warm if you hold it in winter... I think you should be able to use it .”

"Thank you, it will definitely come in handy."

Cedric's smile deepened, and he could see that his mood had become very happy.Then the door of the reception room opened, and Harry's little head poked out: "Cedric, hurry up, everyone is waiting for you!"

Cedric nodded at him, and said to Roy, "Then I'll go first... Goodbye, Christina."

"OK, bye."

**

In a hidden dense forest in the castle, the black-haired girl was forced to a corner, and the domineering blond boy in front of her made her body tremble uncontrollably, and the oncoming oppression almost made her suffocate.

"You dare to touch her... I'll throw you into the black lake to feed the fish!"

"Draco?" Roy looked at the two people in the woods and frowned suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"

Draco turned his head to glance at Roy, and finally warned Qiu Zhang: "You'd better remember what I said."

Roy waited for Draco to come over and asked, "What did you say to Zhang?"

"It's nothing, just let her be optimistic about her boyfriend." Draco lied casually and responded lightly.But these words were meaningful to Roy's ears, so she didn't pursue it, and coughed a little guilty, "Let's go to the game."

The competition venue is the Quidditch Stadium, but the ground here is not as flat as before. There are tall and thick tree trunks on it, and there are many walls made of hedgerows. These walls are winding and crossing, stretching out in all directions Come.A misty, eerie maze was formed, except for the weird blue light from the champion cup in the center, there was nothing to guide them.

At dusk, the auditorium was full of dense people, and the contestants came out one by one amidst the brisk and melodious music.

The entire arena was filled with excited shouts from the students, and Draco, who was wearing a black casual suit, was infected by the high atmosphere and showed a charming smile, raising his arms and shouting together with the others.

Krum's name was written on Goyle's forehead in red ink. Without Draco's support, he would not have dared to do this. Roy asked in surprise, "Draco, when did you start supporting Krum?" Lumu?" Wasn't he quite hostile to him before?

"Oh, lately," Draco put his hand on Roy's shoulder and squeezed her face again, "he's a good Quidditch player, and he's a good match for Granger, isn't he?"

Sure enough, Roy wondered why Draco was so magnanimous. It turned out that there was no threat of Krum's empathy.

"Okay, okay..." Roy turned his head and focused on Dumbledore who was about to give a pre-match speech. After all, Draco's bright smile was too lethal, and he couldn't help but fall down if he watched it again. his.

"Quiet——Professor Moody had already placed the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament in the depths of the maze earlier today, and only he knows the correct position. Since Mr. Diggory and Mr. Potter are tied for No.1, they can be the most Enter the maze first, followed by Mr. Krum and Miss Delacour. The one who gets the trophy first is the winner! I have instructed the teachers to patrol the surrounding area. Any contestant who wants to quit this task at any time can just use His wand shoots/fires red sparks!"

"What? The trophy was put in by Moody?" Roy lowered his voice and said to Draco, "Are you sure he won't mess with this game?"

Draco opened his eyes in surprise when he heard Roy's words, and then comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, this is the Triwizard Tournament, he shouldn't dare to do anything openly, and won't his identity be exposed?" ?”

"It's true..." Roy pursed his lips, but he was still not completely relieved.

Dumbledore was whispering something to the four contestants, and when the whistle sounded, Cedric and Harry entered the misty maze first.

Cedric looked in the direction of the auditorium. Among so many people, he found Roy at a glance. He didn't look back until the shrubs at the entrance were completely closed and there was only darkness around.

He flashed his wand to illuminate him with lumos, and after walking a short distance to an intersection, he chose to go to the right.Cedric raised his wand aloft to see what was in front of him, but he couldn't see anything, and then the hedges on both sides began to merge wildly, and he ran forward quickly to avoid the bushes.

Then Krum and Fleur also entered the maze. After a while, Fleur's scream suddenly came from the maze.The turbulent atmosphere outside the maze suddenly cooled down, and everyone whispered to each other. Roy clearly saw the fear on the faces of those in Beauxbatons.Not long after, a red flame burst into the sky, and then the unconscious Furong was brought out by a gust of wind.

Harry in the depths of the maze saw the Champions Cup, and he was about to go over it happily, and then the bushes covered the trophy again, and then he suddenly heard Cedric shouting: "Get down!"

Harry stared blankly at Krum, who was holding his wand high on the left, and said while casting the Unforgivable Curse on Cedric: "Go to hell!"

Cedric dodged the attack and shouted anxiously: "Get down!!" Harry realized that he got down, and then Cedric quickly cast a spell at Krum, "Expelliarmus!"

The disarming spell hit Krum with precision, and he passed out. Cedric ran to him and kicked the wand away from his hand. When he was about to cast the spell again, Harry suddenly grabbed his arm, "No No! Stop it! Cedric!"

"Let me go!" Cedric pushed Harry hard, looking very angry, "He's crazy! He's sneaking up behind me and using his wand against me!"

"He's got the Imperius Curse," gasped Harry. "Did you hear Fleur's scream before?"

"I heard it, probably Krum also attacked her..." Cedric looked down at Krum who was lying on the ground, "Shall we leave him here?"

"No, I think we should send out a distress signal and have someone come and take him away, or he'll probably get eaten by the hedgerows here."

"He deserves it," Cedric said softly, but with that said, he raised his wand and sent a series of red distress calls into the air, red sparks hanging high above the ground where Krum lay.

Harry and Cedric stood there for a while, looking at the movement around them, when Cedric said, "Well, I think we have to keep going..."

"What?" Harry came to his senses, "Oh, yes, yes..."

The two became rivals again, starting from different intersections, and they were getting closer and closer to the center of the maze.From less than a hundred yards away, Harry saw the faint blue light of the Champions Cup ahead of him, but Cedric was running towards it at full speed, and Harry knew he would not be able to keep up with him.

Suddenly Harry saw something huge leap out of the hedge to his left and head straight for Cedric along the intersection.The monster was running very fast, and Cedric turned his head to see that he was just in time to fly over, missed the monster, but fell down in too much haste, and his wand flew out of his hand.

Harry hurriedly cast a spell on the big spider, but the blow seemed useless. The spider turned and ran towards Harry in anger. Harry kept casting spells, but it didn't work on the huge spider.

Harry glanced up, just in time to see the spider. Its eight black eyes shone menacingly, and several giant pincer-shaped stings were as sharp as blades. The spider lifted Harry up, and Harry struggled desperately, kicking it continuously, but Harry Its feet were still clamped in its tongs.In excruciating pain, he heard Cedric shouting, "Expelliarmus!" The disarming spell released the pincers, and unfortunately the release caused Harry to fall from a height of twelve feet. Without thinking too much, Harry pointed his wand at the spider's underbelly, and at the same time as Cedric yelled, "Stupefy!"

When the two beams of magic light came together, the power became infinite. The spider was hit and rolled to the side, flattening the nearby hedge, and its hairy legs were scattered on the ground, tangled into a ball.

"Harry!" Cedric ran towards him. "Are you all right? It didn't hit you, did it?"

"No." Harry answered loudly, out of breath.He looked down, his legs were bleeding, and some spider gnawing secretions stuck to the torn clothes, sticky/almost/almost.He tried to get up, but his legs shook so badly that he couldn't support his whole body.He could only lean against the hedge, panting heavily, and watching vigilantly.

Cedric was now only a foot away from the Champions Cup, which glowed dimly blue behind him.He looked at the trophy with eagerness on his face, then looked back at Harry, took a deep breath, "Take it, you saved my life at a critical moment."

Harry frowned, he grabbed the hedge and stood up to stabilize himself, "Don't say so much, you pick it up, I mean it, so we can get out of here as soon as possible."

"No, you take it." Cedric insisted, he was serious, and what he gave up was not only the trophy, but also the supreme glory that Hufflepuff had not had in hundreds of years.

Cedric did hesitate. For a while, he seemed to see himself coming out of the maze holding the trophy aloft. He heard the thunderous cheers and Roy's sweet smile at him. Her face was brighter than ever. Be clear... After a while all this disappeared, and Cedric's face was blurred in the mist but his expression was determined.

"Go and get it..." Cedric said softly again, as if he was firm in his mind.

"The two of us take it together!" said Harry suddenly. "We take it at the same time. The victory will still belong to Hogwarts. We are tied."

Cedric looked at Harry in surprise, "You, are you serious?"

"Of course, we're here to help each other, right? Let's raise a glass together!"

"It's up to you." Cedric said briskly with a smile, "Go, let's get it together." He put Harry's arm on his shoulder, and helped him limping to the Next to the trophy.

"I'll count to three, okay?" Harry said, "One, two, three..."

They grabbed/caught both handles of the trophy at the same time—

In an instant, the dazzling light in the trophy burst out / came out, and Cedric felt that there was a force that pulled his body violently, and then his / legs were off the ground.His hand was firmly fixed on the trophy, and he couldn't let go of it.

Immediately afterwards, Harry and Cedric were lifted up again, and suddenly felt the wind howling around them...

They fell hard to the ground, the Champions Cup fell to one side, and Harry raised his head with difficulty, "Where are we?"

Cedric shook his head, then stood up and helped Harry up as well, looking around.They had left the grounds of Hogwarts entirely, which was obviously very far from the school, as the mountains surrounding the castle were no longer visible.There was an eerie and dead silence about them, for they were in a cemetery, and in the distance an old yew tree and the outline of a small church could be seen.

Cedric glanced at the Triwizard Tournament trophy, and then at Harry, "Did someone tell you that this trophy is a portkey?"

"No..." Harry pursed his lips and looked around, then asked uneasily, "Is this part of this mission?"

"I don't know." Cedric took a deep breath, he looked a little nervous, "Let's get the wand out, someone is coming."

A shadow slowly approached in the darkness, walking towards them from among the tombs.The visitor was hidden under the hood of the cloak, and his face could not be seen clearly. He was holding something in his arms, like a baby.The dark figure stopped next to a standing marble tombstone, only six feet away, and then a flame burst from under a cauldron beside Harry and Cedric, and the cloudy liquid in the cauldron began to boil.

Harry's scar cracked open without a sound.He had never felt so much pain in his life.The pain was so great that he had to cover it with his hand, which caused his wand to drop to the ground.He bent his legs and knelt down to the ground.He couldn't see anything, he just felt a splitting headache.

Cedric frowned and pointed his wand at the shadow vigilantly, "Who are you!"

A sharp and cold voice sounded: "Kill the extra people!"

The man in black waved his wand and quickly uttered an irresistible killing curse: "АVada KedАVra!"

A flash of green light flashed across Harry's eyelids, and he heard something heavy fall to the ground beside him.His body trembled uncontrollably, and although he was terrified of what he was about to see, he still opened his stinging eyes and looked aside.

Cedric fell on the grass, his amber pupils still widened in astonishment, but he didn't even have a faint breath.

In the blink of an eye, there are two realms of yin and yang.

Before Harry's brain had time to accept this cruel fact, he felt suspended in mid-air by a force.Then he was magically bound to the tombstone by the man in the cloak, and he could see the name on the tombstone—Tom Riddle.

"Hurry up!" The sharp and cold voice sounded again, and the man in black quickly poured the contents in his arms into the boiling cauldron.

At that moment, Harry also saw the ugly monster clearly. It had the appearance of a human baby, but it had no hair and had scales on its surface.Its arms and legs were thin and fragile, and it had a flat, snake-headed face with twinkling red eyes.

The man in black put the little thing in the pot, and it disappeared from the water with a hissing sound.

The man in black held up his wand and murmured: "Father's bone, give infinitely." A bone floated out of the coffin and fell into the cauldron.

"The servant's flesh and blood, voluntary offering." The man in black took out a dagger from his cloak, and then stretched out his right hand.

Harry closed his eyes tightly, but still heard the scream piercing the night sky, followed by the splashing of the cauldron.

"The last is the blood of the enemy, obtained by force!" the man in black panted and groaned in pain, and then stabbed Harry's right arm with a dagger.

The blade was stained with Harry's blood, and the man in black dripped blood into the cauldron.The pot of water had turned blood red, and it boiled slowly, and then all the sparks in the pot went out.Instead, a huge white mist covered everything around.

A black silhouette of a person appeared in the dense fog. A tall, thin, skeleton-like figure slowly rose from the boiler. He was staring at Harry with his long and narrow black and red eyes.That flat face, paler than a skull, horrified Harry—

Voldemort is resurrected.

Voldemort looked away from Harry, took out a wand from the black robe, then raised it up to the man in black, and said lazily, "Wormtail, hold out your hand."

Pettigrew Peter stretched out his stump of his broken right hand with a sob, "Thank you...Master..."

"Another one."

Pettigrew froze, and then Voldemort impatiently pulled out his left arm, which had a bright black tattoo - a skull with a snake spitting out of its mouth, and a black The magic marks are exactly the same.

Voldemort pressed his wand on the mark, and the mark began to light up, dark clouds began to cover the gloomy sky, and then clouds of black smoke flew towards Voldemort from the sky.

There was the sound of cloaks billowing in the wind, and from among the graves, behind the yew trees, in every shade a group of Death Eaters appeared.They walked towards Voldemort slowly, somewhat cautiously, as if in disbelief that their master had been reborn, and then one of the Death Eaters ran to Voldemort's feet and began kissing the hem of Voldemort's robes.

Then one Death Eater after another followed him, knelt at Voldemort's feet, kissed his robe, and then stepped back, murmuring around Voldemort: "Master..."

"Welcome," Voldemort said, looking around at the cloaked people, "the last time we met was 13 years ago, but you answered my summons as if it were yesterday... Now, we are Reunited under the Black Mark, huh?" Then he suddenly contorted his horrible face and continued sharply, "Honestly, it's such a disappointment... I'm disappointed! None of you tried to find me Crabbe! Nott! Goyle!" Voldemort cursed viciously at the people who were called, and they fell to the ground and curled up in pain.

Then Voldemort turned his head sharply to a man with blond hair, "And you, Lucius Malfoy, my cunning friend." He walked over to Lucius and whispered, "I hear you haven't given up on old Look, although you look respectable in front of the world... your deeds at the Quidditch World Cup are very interesting, but wouldn't it be better if you put your energy into finding and helping your master?"

"My master, I am indeed always on the lookout," Lucius' voice came from under the cloak, "As long as there is a trace of you, or there is wind of your whereabouts, I will definitely come to you immediately, Nothing can stop me—”

Voldemort interrupted Lucius coldly, "But when one of my faithful servants sent my mark into the sky last summer, you escaped." Voldemort slowly looked up and down the pale Lucius , and then showed a creepy/creepy/creepy/creepy smile, "Malfoy, you have let me down, I hope you can serve me more faithfully in the future."

Lucius took off his hood and looked at Voldemort with his light gray eyes, "Of course, my lord..."