The huge maze looks grand, but in fact there is nothing to see. The two warriors were submerged in the lush shrubs, and they had no idea where they went. Compared with grabbing the egg from the dragon's mouth, it was an anticlimax, and the final showdown was simply...
It's a complete mess.
The bush maze opens at dusk and will not open again until the end of the game. As the sky gets darker, fog appears inside, making the maze even more eerie and terrifying. The warriors light up their wands to search in the maze.
...Dulan, like all the spectators, was expressionless and unmoved, because this game was so boring. The temporary vendors made by the students became the most popular people, selling snacks and drinks to provide the spectators with options to pass the time.
"Harry, you should be glad that you are lucky. I think this third game was simply substandard. Even if you pass and become a warrior, there is nothing to be happy about." "Don't you think so?"
"Professor, this is a traditional competition with a history of seven hundred years. Winning the trophy will bring honor to the entire school." Harry disagreed. Apparently he had also read "The Wizard" and knew a lot of knowledge.
"But how is it different from the second competition? When you were in the Black Lake, it was also dark and scary. You were also looking for things, and there were also obstacles from aquatic plants and fish people. I think it is more difficult than the land maze."
Put it this way, it seems to be the same as searching for something in the dark.
"Professor, is the blue fluorescence in the center of the maze the location of the trophy?"
"Yes."
While Duran and Harry were chatting, the fake Harry on the other side was observing everywhere. He knew that the enemy might appear at any time. He bought some snacks for Rogge Grant beside him and asked them not to make too much noise so that they could move on their own.
However, half an hour after dusk, no one came, and magic torches were lit all around.
There were occasional rustling movements in the maze, but no one knew what was going on and almost dozed off.
"Harry Potter, come here for a moment. After the competition is over, we will take pictures of the four warriors and all the judges this time. You can come over first and take a seat closer."
Nodding, this is no problem, but better. This way it will be more convenient for the other party to take action and will not hurt the people around him. But when will they take action?
They have already taken action, and the reporter in front of them is Barty Jr. pretending to be.
Harry was taken to a secluded place. Wormtail was pretending to be Fleur. It was hard work for an ugly ghost to pretend to be a beauty. Barty first pretended to be a reporter and sneaked into the school to get Fleur's hair, and then let Wormtail pretend to be Fleur.
Fleur. This way Harry will never be suspicious.
Indeed, Sirius, who was pretending to be Harry, had no doubts. He didn't realize that he was careless until the other party took action.
Stop it! Sirius found that he was unable to move when he was hit by the curse from behind, and knew that the reporter behind him must be a fake.
"Wormtail hurry up."
"Come Portkey!" Wormtail chanted the Flying Charm.
The trophy in the maze flew up, attracting everyone's attention.
Finally started taking action!
Phew! The portkey teleported the three of them to a gloomy cemetery.
Voldemort and his minions had been waiting for a long time. The moment they saw Harry Potter, Bulk Voldemort finally showed an ugly smile: "Harry Potter!"
Sirius was a little worried now, because he didn't notice the other party's behavior at all, so he was immobilized and very passive at this time, unable to move and letting others slaughter him.
Wormtail and Barty Jr. knelt in front of Voldemort: "Master, we have brought Harry Potter."
"Okay, okay, okay, then let's get started."
The cauldron has been set up, the grave of Voldemort's father has been opened, and the bones of relatives have been prepared. Next is the flesh of the servants. Except for Harry, everyone present is Voldemort's servant, and they are all willing to sacrifice their flesh.
It was little Barty who had quick eyesight and quick hands, and cut off his entire right arm, which had not fully recovered, to Voldemort. He was much more loyal and decisive than Wormtail.
Finally, it's the blood of the enemy. After all the hard work to capture Harry Potter, he just cut him open and let out a little blood. You said you wanted blood and asked Harry to donate blood. Why is it so troublesome?
"The bones of your loved ones, the flesh of your servants, and the blood of your enemies, give us back our great Dark Lord." Wormtail put the fleshy Voldemort into the cauldron. The Death Eaters knelt down one after another, holding the black magic in their hands.
The magic mark emits a burning pain.
The spies were frightened in their hearts and trembling in body. If Voldemort came back, they would definitely surrender to Voldemort immediately.
In the cauldron, thick smoke billowed, powerful magic gathered and purple gas rose, and Voldemort groaned in comfort. This was the rhythm, power, and strength that was about to recover.
I don’t know what’s going on in the pot, but it’s getting thicker and thicker. It started out as clear soup, but after the three things were added, the magical reaction that stimulated it turned into sesame paste. Now it seems to have turned into rubber again, and it’s starting to stretch and seem to be molded.
People walking.
Sirius was stunned. What kind of evil black magic was this? It was rare in the world. It was so evil that Sirius felt that his magic power was almost frozen.
The Death Eaters were sweating profusely as they felt the momentum released from the cauldron.
However, just when Voldemort's momentum was rising, he screamed "Ah--" and the gathered magic power scattered. He failed to reshape his body and could not be solidified and could only become a puddle of mud.
"Why? Why?" Everything is right, all the elements have been collected, why did it fail?
"Tom Marvolo Riddle, your ambition ends here." The man who stepped out of the shadows and stepped into this filthy cemetery, calling out Voldemort's full name, was none other than Dumbledore, who brought Hogwarts with him.
All the professors from the school came to join the war.
Snape dispelled the magic on Sirius with a wave of his hand. At the same time, the compound potion was no longer effective and he returned to his true form.
"It's so happy, so happy." He actually defeated Voldemort's conspiracy and prevented him from returning to his physical body. Sirius felt that he was so great: "Voldemort, you didn't expect it, did you? Don't think that you are the only one who will send people to sneak into the school, and we will too.
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Is Harry Potter fake?!
Everyone was stunned, and Voldemort was even more furious: "Ah! Kill them!"
But with Dumbledore here, who would dare to make a mistake? "Stand back, you lost people, stand back!" Just a loud shout made all the Death Eaters tremble in fear.
Unlike facing Voldemort, who used fear to control them, Dumbledore used righteousness to make them guilty.
Duran and Dinisha stood among the wizards watching the show, saying that such a good show was rare.
Anger, pain, unwillingness, helplessness, all negative emotions made Voldemort even more twisted: "You plot against me?!"
Perfect, Duran likes to hear the cries of bad guys at the end of their lives. This is the meaning of time travel. Hearing Voldemort scream out such a sentence is worth everything, and he slowly feels a sense of accomplishment. (To be continued.)