"There will be a lot of obstacles in there," Bagman said cheerfully, tiptoeing around, "Hagrid offers a whole bunch of animals, well... The creatures he cultivated were terrifying, and they must have been tricky...... There are also spells and traps that must be removed...... Things like that, you know, it's the last game, it's definitely not a little difficult, and also, the Warriors who lead the scoring go into the maze first. Bagman smiled at the four warriors and said, "First Mr. Malfoy, and then Miss Delacour in...... Finally, Harry and Krum. You all have to work hard to succeed, and it depends on your ability to overcome obstacles. It's supposed to be fun, isn't it?"

"Very good...... If you're all right, let's go back to the castle, okay? It's a little cold here......" He shivered, and after a few days of warm up, the weather seemed to be cold again, and every now and then a few clouds blew into the cuffs, enough to make people shiver.

After Bagman quickly introduced the general situation, he patted the shoulders of several boys and began to walk back side by side with several others.

As they stepped over the growing wall, Krum patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Can I have a word with you?"

"Yes, no problem. Harry said, slightly surprised.

"Come with me, okay?"

"Okay. Harry said curiously.

Malfoy, on the other hand, walked away quickly, walked to a seat in the stands, pulled out a piece of parchment from his cuff, and watched as the five small black ink dots with their names began to converge, and there was no joy or anger on his face.

Harry and Krum were in a quiet clearing, some distance from the Beauxbatons stables, and Krum stopped in the shade of the trees and turned to look at Harry.

"I want to know," he said, with a calm face, "what is the matter between you and Hemi-en. ”

Harry had just seen Krum's sneaky look and thought he was going to say something very serious. He looked at Krum in amazement.

"Nothing. He said. But Krum still stared at him with fierce eyes. Harry suddenly felt that Krum was so tall, and quickly said more clearly, "We are friends. She's not my girlfriend, never has been. ”

"Hemmy-N often talks about you. Krum said, looking at Harry suspiciously.

"yes," said Harry, "we're friends. ”

He couldn't believe he was talking to Victor Krum, a well-known international Quidditch player. Eighteen-year-old Krum seemed to see him, Harry, as a man of equal weight—a real rival—

"You've never ...... You don't have ......."

"Nope. Harry said with great certainty.

Krum seemed happier. He stared at Harry for a few seconds and said, "You're a great flyer." I looked at the first project. ”

"Thank you," said Harry, smiling lightly, feeling a lot taller, "I saw you at the Quidditch World Cup." Lonsky feints, you're really-"

Just as the atmosphere between the two of them eased and they began to talk and laugh, suddenly, there was unusual movement in the bushes behind Krum. Harry had some experience with things hidden in the forest, and he instinctively grabbed Krum's arm and pulled him over.

"What's going on?"

Harry shook his head, staring at where there had been movement. He reached into his robe and fumbled with his wand.

At this moment, a man suddenly stumbled out from behind a tall oak tree. Harry didn't recognize it for a moment...... Then, he reacted, it was Mr. Crouch.

He looked to have been wandering outside for many days, the knees of his robe torn and bloodstained, his face covered with scars, his beard unkempt, and his face pale and haggard. His neat hair and beard needed to be washed and trimmed. His appearance is peculiar, but the most bizarre thing is his behavior. Mr. Crouch seemed to be talking to someone, who only he could see. He kept muttering and gesticulating.

"Isn't he a referee?" asked Krum, staring at Mr. Crouch, "isn't he from your Ministry of Magic?"

Harry nodded. He hesitated for a moment, then walked slowly towards Mr. Crouch. Mr. Crouch didn't look at him, but kept talking to a nearby tree.

"Mr. Crouch?"

The man was still frantic and babbling, even when Harry greeted him.

“…… Then send an owl to Madame Maxim to deliver a letter, and she may also increase the number of students, since the number of Karkarov has increased to twelve...... That's it, Weatherby, okay, okay, okay......."

Mr. Crouch's eyes protruded. He stood there, his eyes fixed on the tree, his mouth muttering silently. Then, he staggered a few steps to the side and fell to his knees.

"Mr. Crouch?" exclaimed Harry, "are you alright?"

Crouch's eyes rolled upward. Harry turned to look at Krum. Krum followed him into the bushes, looking down at Crouch in panic.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know," Harry whispered, "listen, you'd better hurry up and call someone-"

"Dumbledore!" said Mr. Crouch, gasping for air. He lunged over and grabbed Harry's robes and pulled him to his side, but his eyes were fixed on the top of Harry's head. "I'm going to ...... See...... Dumbledore......"

"All right," said Harry, "as soon as you get up, Mr. Crouch, we'll go find—"

"I did...... A...... Stupid ......," Crouch said, gasping for air. He looked completely insane, his eyes bulging outward, dripping and dripping, drooling down his chin. "Must ...... Tell...... Dumbledore!"

Mr. Crouch's eyes rolled to glaring at Harry.

"You...... Who is it?" he whispered.

"I am a student at school. Harry said, turning his head to look at Krum, hoping he would come and help, but Krum cowered back, looking very nervous.

"You're not...... His people?" Crouch asked softly, his mouth drooping.

"It's not. Harry said that he didn't understand what Crouch was talking about.

"Dumbledore's man?"

"Yes. Harry said.

Crouch pulled him closer. Harry tried to let go of Crouch's grip on his robes, but he grabbed it too tightly.

"To Dumbledore...... Reminder......"

"If you let me go, I'll go find Dumbledore. Harry said, "Let go of me, Mr. Crouch, I'll go find him......"

"Thank you, Weatherby, and I'd like to have a cup of tea after you've done that. My wife and son are coming soon, and we're going to a concert tonight with Mr. and Mrs. Fudge. ”