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After a while, the last match of the Triwizard Tournament will start. Even though the food at the dinner party is much richer than usual, almost no little wizard puts their minds on the food, and puts down something carelessly. Cutlery stared at Headmaster Dumbledore in the middle of the professor's chair.

Dumbledore, who was under the pressure of the whole school's eyes, finally stood up after swallowing the last mouthful of strawberry cheese dessert, and the auditorium immediately fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes, please go to the Quidditch Stadium to watch the last event of the Triwizard Tournament. Now, please follow Mr. Bagman to the stadium!"

At the long Slytherin table, Sylvia and Krum stood up, and the Slytherin students applauded vigorously, and some students even showed a rare expression that did not fit the calm and self-possessed Slytherin style. Enthusiastic, jumped up and shook Sylvia's hand.

Not only the students of Slytherin, Ravenclaws also looked at Sylvia with excited smiles on their faces, and what was even rarer was that most of the Hufflepuffs also supported Sylvia, and Not the more comfortable Gryffindor warrior Harry Potter with whom they usually get along.

Sylvia's face looked a little pale, and everyone automatically thought that her current weakness must have been caused by her duel with that Miss Black.Regardless of the outcome of Bellatrix's upcoming trial over the summer, Sylvia, the hero who 'caught the notorious fugitive from Azkaban', has been given the honor overnight at Hogwarts. supported by the vast majority of people.

It's just that people can't understand that Sylvia's face is obviously pale, but she is carrying...or maybe it is carrying a very heavy schoolbag behind her. The little wizards applauded, but they glanced Looking at the big schoolbag that Sylvia was carrying, she couldn't help showing doubts.

Walking along the long Slytherin table to the entrance of the auditorium, Sylvia kept thanking the little wizards who blessed and encouraged her, and shook hands with two or three Slytherin juniors, passing Pansy Parkinson When it was time, Pansy stood up and reached out to hold Sylvia's hand.

Sylvia obviously felt that a small note was stuffed into Pansy's hand. She looked at Pansy, but there was nothing wrong with Pansy's face at all, as if she was just like the others, sincerely and the Slytherin champion shook hands and wished her well.

Since this is the case, Sylvia will not poke it foolishly by herself, pretending to be fine, and she also smiled and shook hands with Pan Xi.

After walking out of the auditorium, Sylvia deliberately lagged a few steps behind the other warriors. Bagman was talking to Harry, and Krum and Fleur followed closely behind them, probably because they were afraid that Bagman and Harry would reveal any secrets.

No one noticed that Sylvia was a few steps behind, and Sylvia opened the small piece of paper in her hand. The words scribbled on it made Sylvia squint her eyes. She took a deep breath and said Fold the small note and hide it next to your body.

Sylvia smiled again, took a few big steps, and followed Bagman and the others in front, as if everything was normal.

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Walking into the Quidditch pitch, except for Sylvia, the other three warriors were stunned at the entrance—the Quidditch pitch had become completely unrecognizable.

Before them a hedge twenty feet high rounded the edge of the field, leaving only a gap which seemed to be the entrance to the labyrinth.Looking in from the entrance, the line of sight can only be seen a few feet away before it is completely covered by darkness. Looking from the maze, you can also see the thick fog covering the maze.

Five minutes later, crowds began to pour into the stands on both sides, and the air was filled with excited voices and chaotic footsteps.Seeing the treacherous atmosphere of the large maze under the stands, the little wizards did not show any fear, but became more excited.

Hagrid, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick walked into the stadium, walking towards Bagman and several warriors.

"We will patrol outside the maze," Professor McGonagall said to the warriors, "if you are in danger and need rescue, just shoot red sparks into the sky, and we will come to help you, understand? Don't be brave, we don't want Terrible casualties like before the Tournament."

The warriors nodded together, but when Zhengzheng was young and aggressive in his teens, no one knew whether they were willing to ask for help.

"Okay, you go!" Bagman happily said to the four patrolling professors. When they walked away in different directions and entered the outer area of ​​the maze, Bagman raised his wand and pointed it at his throat, saying He said "loud voice", and his magically amplified voice echoed in the stands.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the final match of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me report the current score! Sylvia Slytherin and Harry Potter - 85 points, tied for [-]st One, Hogwarts!" The applause and cheers sent the birds of the Forbidden Forest flying into the darkening night sky.

"Victor Krum—80 points, No.2, Durmstrang College!" There was another burst of applause, "Fleur Delacour—No.3, Beauxbaton College!"

Sylvia saw Camille in the first row of the stands, with Mrs. Weasley and Sirius beside her. Even with a heavy heart, Sirius finally showed a rare smile since the Bella incident at this time , he waved vigorously at Harry, and Harry, standing beside Sylvia, also waved at him with a smile.

Potter is also a child in many troubles... Sylvia sighed secretly, thinking of the note that Pansy secretly handed over in the inner pocket of her clothes, Sylvia thought about how to stay calm for a while. Unknowingly spread the news.It was her and Dumbledore's idea not to deliberately find out the Death Eaters other than Barty Crouch Jr., and Potter must not be in trouble because of his and Mr. Principal's ideas.

"Before we start," Bagman said again, "I just received an application from Miss Slytherin, and she said that she will not participate in this competition!"

As soon as Bagman said this, there was a burst of chaotic discussions in the stands, and he had to shout to suppress the voices, "Miss Slytherin showed us in the first and second competitions. It is a pity that because of the Bellatrix Lestrange incident, Miss Slytherin is still recuperating. For the sake of safety, after a quick discussion by the judges, Her application was approved. However, for the contract of the Goblet of Fire, Miss Slytherin still needs to enter the maze as a symbolic participation, so I would like to explain to all the audience here that even if Miss Slytherin finally gets the final trophy, it is not It counts!"

The little wizards in the stands looked at each other, applause gradually broke out, and Sylvia also bowed to thank everyone amidst the applause.

"Okay! Now! Harry, listen to my whistle!" Bagman said, "Three, two,—!!" With a short whistle, Harry rushed from the entrance into the maze.

After Harry's figure disappeared into the mist and became invisible again, Sylvia unhurriedly put down her schoolbag at the intersection of the maze, took out the parchment and quill from it, and even transformed it with the Transfiguration technique. He took out a pair of gardening gloves, squatted on the ground and fiddled with the bottom of the tall hedge under the watchful eyes of a group of people, and started to study like this.

"What is senior sister doing?" Hermione, who was standing beside Camille, asked.

"Probably saw some novel magic again." Camille shrugged, leaning on the railing on the side of the stand, and looked down boredly, "She also sorted out a lot of scrolls of ancient magic in the afternoon, and said it was Lihen Bookstore Started urging her to write the next spellbook or something."

"Oh! You mean Senior's ancient magic series! The first book is so good! I can't wait to read the next one, Senior's writing is very good, let me know more about magic Different understandings..." When mentioning books, knowledge and learning, Hermione could talk a lot to herself in one breath, but at this time Bagman's whistle blew again, interrupting Hermione Long-form insight into Sylvia's writing.

Krum rushed into the maze quickly, without even looking at Sylvia, who was squatting at the entrance of the maze. She had already conjured up a small shovel and dug up some tree roots, as if fascinated by some research.

Soon, the third whistle sounded, and Fu Rong trotted into the maze. Except for Silvia who was still at the entrance, the other three participating warriors were all in the maze.

The warriors all went in, and the stands were discussing excitedly, but because the maze was completely covered by tall fences, and the sky was even filled with gray and black thick fog, everyone sitting in the stands couldn't see anything. A few minutes passed, The large maze, which was so calm that no sound came out, made the audience gradually quiet down.

Bored viewers could only see Sylvia walking back and forth by the fence near the entrance, occasionally squatting down to fiddle with the roots of the hedge, and occasionally writing a few words on the parchment floating beside her. Pen, Sylvia's research doesn't seem to be affected by the progress of the game at all.

Just when everyone felt bored even looking at Sylvia's figure, she got up, picked up the parchment and quill, and walked into the maze. Her figure disappeared into the thick fog not far from the entrance of the maze. How to attract the attention of the audience, everyone thought that she must have gone in to continue to study the magic of the hedge.

That's what she wanted, after confirming that the dense fog behind her had made her unable to see the scene outside the entrance. Only, Sylvia put down the parchment and pen, and took out the small piece of paper that Pan Xi secretly handed over. The words on it were not It's written on it, but it looks like scorching marks from a soldering iron. This is the effect of words made temporarily with a magic wand.

Sylvia took the parchment on which she had been writing and drawing for a long time, pulled out her magic wand and tapped it. The parchment full of strange symbols and words floated in mid-air and automatically folded into the shape of a mole , Sylvia rolled up the small piece of paper, stuffed it into the mouth of the parchment mole, and murmured a few spells in a low voice, the parchment mole lay on the ground as if alive, its nose Arched in the mud, found a good place to dig, pulled a few times with two small hands and dug a hole, and the figure quickly got into the hole.

"I hope I can make it in time..." Sylvia frowned worriedly, took a last glance at the depths of the maze filled with fog, picked up the remaining parchment, took a few steps back, and successfully exited the maze. The main part, walked out from the entrance.

The audience outside the maze only knew that Sylvia walked into the maze and came out a few minutes later holding the parchment, turning the quill in her hand, as if she was thinking about something, and no one thought it was strange.