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Hogwarts, England

The camera pans back to Harry, who, as a warrior in the Triwizard Tournament, can skip the final exam. So he sat at the back of the classroom for every exam, looking for useful spells for the third project.

Now, his Divine Sutra is tense as June 24 approaches, but better than it was before the first and second events. First of all, he believed that he had done his best to prepare this time. Secondly, this is the last event, and under the premise that Opal decided to release the water, he feels that he still has a lot of strength after considerable training. In the end, no matter what Voldemort's schemes were, even if he was calculated, it would be time for him to reveal the clues after this last project.

The scariest thing in the world is the unknown, so when the time really comes for something to happen, it's a little easier for Harry to deal with.

On the day of the game, the Gryffindor breakfast table was very lively. The owl arrived, and brought Harry a lucky luck card from Sirius—it was a lucky luck card, but it was just a piece of parchment, folded in two, with a black paw print on it, but it was unexpectedly for Harry's appetite, at least this kind of heart was rare.

Professor McGonagall then came and told him to go to the meeting room next to the auditorium after breakfast, saying that the relatives of the brave men had been invited to watch the finals and could meet him.

This news made Harry a little uncomfortable - after all, his family members only have the Dursleys and the godfather Cialis Black, but Cialis is not in a very good condition and is unlikely to come, and God knows how different he and the Dursleys are, but considering that the Dursleys are ordinary people, it should be unlikely that they will enter Hogwarts, right?

Harry finished his breakfast in the darkening auditorium. Fleur Delacour was then seen standing up from the Ravenclaw table, and a moment later Opal walked into the dining room and turned to the meeting room. After that, Krum also went lazily. Harry sat still—he couldn't think of any relatives who would come to visit him.

But apparently things tend to come as a surprise, as Opal walked out of the chamber a moment later and beckoned to Harry:

[Harry, don't keep people waiting.] ]

“？”

Harry stood up confused, but pushed the door open and walked into the room.

In the meeting room, Opal, who had greeted Harry, was whispering to Riddle with the half-masked Riddle by the fireplace, and when he saw Harry come in, Opal winked at him as a greeting, and then turned back to continue talking to Riddle, as for Riddle, he didn't even bother to give him the afterglow - but Harry wanted to become a human being, just looking at the harmony between the two of them, there was a feeling that he couldn't get in.

Compared to this, it is also for this reason that the rest of the people in the meeting room are quite far away from these two people.

In a corner of the room, Victor Krum was chatting quickly in Bulgarian with his dark-haired parents, who had inherited his father's hooked nose.

On the other side, Fleur was babbling to her mother in French, and her little sister Gabrielle was holding her mother's hand. She waved at Harry when she saw him coming, and Harry smiled politely in response.

Then he saw Mrs. Weasley and Bill standing in front of the fireplace, smiling at him, as if waiting for him to spot them.

Although he had clearly rejected Ginny before, and had not spoken much to Ron, it must be admitted that the relationship between Harry and the Weasleys - especially Mrs. Weasley's relationship has always been very good, because the Weasleys were the first wizarding family that Harry touched that was friendly to him, and his relationship with the twins was still quite good, so he was quite happy to see Mrs. Weasley.

By heart, Mrs. Weasley was much, much better than the Dursleys.

"I didn't expect that!"

Mrs. Weasley greeted him warmly, and Harry greeted him with a smile, "We wanted to come and watch you play, Harry!" ”

"How are you?"

Bill, who had come with Mrs. Weasley, smiled and shook Harry's hand, "Charlie wants to come too, but he can't leave." He said that the battle you had against the wasp was so exciting, it was incredible. ”

Harry noticed Fleur Delacour looking over his mother's shoulder and looking at Bill with interest, and could see that she was not disgusted by Bill's long hair and fanged earrings.

Harry then accompanied Bill and Mrs. Weasley for a walk on the sun-drenched grounds, and the morning was very pleasant. He showed them Beauxbatons' carriage and Durmstrang's big ship. Mrs. Weasley was interested in Beater Willow - it had been planted after she had left school, and she was still talking about Hagrid's former hunting ground guard, who was called Auge.

Later, the three of them went back to the castle for lunch, and on the way they met Hermione, who had just come out of the library with a pile of books.

"Hermione, why are you borrowing so many books? Need my help? ”

Subconsciously looked around, and found that when he didn't see Krum, Harry's mood at the moment was very delicate, and he stepped forward to help.

But then he realized that it was normal not to see Krum here - he should be with his family at the moment.

"No, I can solve this little thing myself."

Holding the book in her hand, Hermione pouted to Mrs. Weasley and Billnu, who were standing not far away, "Go greet your own guests, leave me alone." ”

"Okay......"

Harry, who was rejected, shrugged his shoulders, "Actually, I don't think they care about such a trivial ......"

"Save it, you better focus on the evening game first. I'm just helping Opal with some things, and I don't need you to mess with it,"

Hermione raised an eyebrow, "By the way, come on for the night game." ”

After glancing at Harry, Hermione ran away with the book in her arms, while Harry looked at her back in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

Bill leaned over with some curiosity, "Got into trouble with your girlfriend?" It's not good, girls need to be coaxed. ”

It's completely a senior posture of a person who has come over.

"Hermione is my friend......"

After subconsciously explaining this, Harry was a little embarrassed by Bill's knowing gaze, "Okay, but we're still in a hurry now...... After all, there's a lot of time......"

For Harry's embarrassment, Bill just looked at him with a smile and didn't say much. Harry wanted to explain more, but Mrs. Weasley came over at this time, so he had no choice but to give up.

So...... Is he so obvious? But if it was so obvious, why couldn't Hermione feel it?

Harry was very upset by this.

Later, Bill quietly told Harry that if he was really emotionally troubled, he could ask Mrs. Weasley in private.

"You know, Gryffindor always has a common way of thinking about women, and Mother will be glad that you already have this problem."

It was Bill's teasing, and it was clear that he was very interested in it.

"It's ...... simple"

Harry could only hehe could do this - he could have packed the ticket, and if he discussed this with Mrs. Weasley, the entire Weasley family would know about it.

He had never doubted the gossip skills of the Weasley children, including the twins.

Afterward, Harry, Bill, and Mrs. Weasley spent an afternoon walking around the castle before returning to the Great Hall for dinner. Ludo Bagman and Cornelius Fudge sat at the faculty desk. Bagman looked pleased, but Connelly Fudge, who sat next to Madame Maxim, had a stiff face and said nothing.

Madame Maxim had been eating with her head down, and Harry felt that her eyes were a little red—and more importantly, Hagrid on the other side of the table was always looking at her. However, Harry only paid a little attention to this, after all, it was a personal matter for Hagrid, and he didn't gossip so much.

Maybe it was because of the game in the evening, but Harry thought that dinner was a lot more hearty than usual anyway, but he didn't eat much, because he was really nervous now—damn, what if he felt like he had suddenly been put under an oblivion spell, and he couldn't remember so many spells at once?

When the enchanted ceiling turned from blue to a dark purple twilight, Dumbledore stood up at the faculty desk, and the people who were still buzzing in the hall fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes I will invite you to the Quidditch pitch to watch the final event of the Triwizard Tournament. Now please go with Mr. Bagman to the moving ground. ”

Harry stood up, and the Gryffindor students applauded him, and the Weasleys and Hermione wished him good luck. The Slytherin also behaved similarly to the Gryffindor, but the Slytherin blessing was much quieter than the unrestrained Gryffindor - but admittedly, the raised goblet still looked quite spectacular in terms of numbers.

With that, Harry walked out of the auditorium along with Opal, Fleur, and Krum.

"Is it feeling okay, Harry?"

As they descended the stone steps, Bagman asked, "Have faith?" ”

"It's good."

Harry replied like this—but it could be considered a lie.

Because he was really nervous at the moment, at least he found that he couldn't remember a lot of spells, but what made him glad was that thanks to those previous repetitive exercises, he had the confidence that even if he forgot the spell, he could directly and instinctively use the spell he needed when he was really in danger. It was precisely because he knew this that he did not have the shame to want to return to the hall directly and announce his abstention......

Compared to Harry, who was slightly nervous, Opal, who was walking next to him, seemed calm, and Harry had regained some calm because of the infection of her peaceful aura.

[Don't be nervous.] ]

Then he heard Opal's voice - but at the moment Opal was looking straight ahead, and the people around him didn't notice her talking at all, [I'm not interested in the Goblet of Fire, I'll help you then.] ]

Well, I have to say, this ability of Opal is really handy when necessary.

Harry was embarrassed, but he had to admit that he wasn't as nervous as he had been at the beginning.

After all, he really trusted Opal, who had been helping him since the beginning, more than anyone else, after all, it was a friendship that had stood the test of time for Harry.

Soon, they were walking into the Quidditch pitch, which had become completely unrecognizable. A twenty-foot-high hedge encloses the edge of the field. There was a gap in front of them, and that was the entrance to the great labyrinth - the passage inside looked black and swarthy as if it were leading to the mouth of some creature, which was a little scary.

Five minutes later, people began to enter the stands. Hundreds of students sat down, and the air was filled with the sound of excited words and miscellaneous footsteps.

Harry looked up and saw that the sky was now a clear dark blue, and the stars were beginning to appear. Hagrid, Professors Moody, McGonagall, and Flitwick walked into the movement and walked towards Bagman and the brave men. Their hats were embellished with glittering red stars, with the exception of Hagrid, whose red star was behind a flannel vest.

"We'll patrol outside the maze."

Professor McGonagall explained to them, "If you're in trouble and want to be rescued, shoot red sparks into the sky, and we'll have someone to help you, understand?" ”

The four warriors nodded together to indicate that they understood.

"Okay, you guys go!"

Bagman said happily to the four patrolmen.

"Good luck, Harry."

Hagrid winked at Harry quietly, but the volume of his so-called whisper was definitely not small.

After meeting with the warriors, the four of them walked away in different directions and distributed around the labyrinth. Bagman pointed his wand to his throat and chanted "sonorus," and his magically amplified voice echoed through the stands.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the final event of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! I'll report the current score! First place goes to Harry Potter - 85 points, Hogwarts School! ”

Applause and cheers startled the birds of the Forbidden Forest into the darkening night sky.

"Offal Snape, also from Hogwarts School, and Victor Klum from Durmstrang are tied for second place - 80 points!"

There was another round of applause.

"Fleur Delacour – 3rd place, Beauxbatons House!"

This applause was also accompanied by the whistles of many male students - well, gender privileges and other things exist at all times, not to mention that Furong, who has the blood of Meiwa, can indeed be regarded as a beautiful woman.

"Now...... Harry, listen to my whistle! ”

Bagman said, "3-2-1! ”

With a short whistle, Harry hurried into the labyrinth.