Before you know it, an hour has passed.

The enthusiasm of the audience was undiminished, and when they occasionally saw a warrior in sight, they would burst into enthusiastic cheers.

The Triwizard Tournament has been a friendship event to promote exchanges between the three universities since ancient times. It can be said that everyone is looking forward to the victory of their school's warriors, but in the end, the whole competition process is also the grandest campus entertainment.

I believe that no matter who wins the championship, the students of each school will send their most heartfelt congratulations to him.

Dumbledore was also watching the changes in the labyrinth intently, with a faint smile on his face, but the pale blue eyes hidden behind the half-moon lenses shone with wisdom.

He, it seems, is waiting for something......

At that moment, Dumbledore shifted his gaze to a certain part of the labyrinth—an area shrouded in fog that no one else could see what was there, but Dumbledore didn't seem to be affected by the hazy mist.

He looked at it with great attention, as if something was grabbing his attention—it was none other than Maca, who had just been separated from the succubus.

You could feel that since he entered the mist-shrouded area, Doom Thorn's sneak attacks had become much more frequent.

It's nothing to Maca, but it's not the same to others.

As Maca continued to go deeper, the darkness around her seemed to swallow up all the light, and even the effect of the wand's glowing spell was suppressed to the point where it could only illuminate a small area of the body.

He had to increase his mana output, which allowed the light to expand to a relatively normal level.

From this point of view, it is not just "black", but something that is constantly absorbing light. That seems to be-

"Is it the fog that is eating the light?" Maca looked up, but all she could see was darkness.

He shook his head slightly, and was about to continue walking forward when another scream rang out.

This time the cry was close, as if it were ringing in his ears. At the same time, he noticed that the thorny walls around him suddenly trembled violently, and his tentacles kept squirming in and out of the walls, as if there was some big movement.

It wasn't long before a hair-raising roar drowned out the girl's screams.

"Where?" Maca turned her head sideways to listen carefully, and suddenly turned her head to look at her right back, "This time it should be Fleur herself......

Just as he was hesitating to take a look, a third voice crept into Maca's ears amid the continuous roar.

"This way! Run—"

"No, I can't-"

If Maca heard correctly, the owner of the previous voice should have been Hermione.

He looked left and right, then shook his head.

"Let's go straight!" He muttered softly, raising his wand to the ground where the thorn hedges had rooted.

"Broken bones - maximized!" "Boom!"

If you want to talk about the magic plants of Doom Thorns, one of their major characteristics is that their defense is quite amazing. They are resistant to fire, explosions, sharp weapons, and spells, and ordinary wizards can't even do anything with them.

It can be said that Dumbledore used them as walls for the labyrinth, and it was precisely because of this.

However, no matter how strong the defense is, it has its limits. If something doesn't blow up, it's because you're not strong enough!

Maca's spell didn't work well against the black-clad monsters Voldemort had created, but that didn't mean his spell was less powerful - just look at the extreme shattering spell this time, a terrible explosion even the audience outside the stadium could see it clearly.

Even the nearby fog was blown away by the explosion, and the sunlight filtered in a little, illuminating the area a little.

With a casual wave of her wand, Maca tossed aside a large amount of debris floating in front of him, revealing his form.

"Trolls?"

Behind the thorn hedges, there is a large clearing. As Maca swept away the dust, the first thing he saw was the troll trying to get up from the ground.

It was probably standing too close to this side, and was affected by the explosion just now.

"That's a good deal......" Maca immediately remembered Hermione's voice.

He didn't pay much attention to the troll in front of him, and after a few more casual glances behind it, he immediately noticed that there were three other trolls wandering around the clearing.

And right in the middle of the clearing, there was a three-foot-high platform on which stood four stone pillars that were not too high. Dreamlike light flickered on the stone pillars, and a magical film enveloped the entire platform.

Right inside, a petite figure sitting on the ground could be faintly seen.

Hermione and Fleur weren't here, and it seemed likely that they would leave first because they couldn't do anything about the four trolls for the time being.

"Is that Fleur's sister inside?" Maca took a closer look, "...... What's her name? Add...... Gabrielle? ”

Since Hermione wasn't here, he didn't need to do anything. His target wasn't Fleur's sister, and even if he rescued it, it wouldn't make much sense.

Seeing that the troll had crawled up and was striding towards him, he threw out a flash of fire and stumbled the troll again with ease.

Just as he was about to turn away, a sound of footsteps from far and near suddenly came from a certain passage on the opposite side.

"Don't do that! The explosion is dangerous at first glance, and you'll have to think of a countermeasure - your sister should be safe in there! ”

Hermione's shouts were faintly heard, and then a blue figure scurried out of the passage.

"Gabrielle—"

Naturally, it was Beauxbatons' Fleur Delacour who suddenly ran out.

Her figure was still graceful and charming, and her long bright silver hair was tied into a ponytail by her, and it swayed playfully from side to side as she ran.

Her chest was rising and falling as she ran, but she didn't mean to stop—even though the trolls were eyeing her, she had only her most precious sister in her eyes.

However, it doesn't matter if you're beautiful or not, trolls see all living things as food.

Two trolls noticed at the same time the piece of flesh that had just run away and was now back to their mouths. They purred and roared again, raising their sticks and heading towards Fleur.

“…… Maca? ”

Hermione followed and ran out of the passageway, and at a glance she saw Maca standing in the gap in the thorn hedge. But before her mood could continue to change, her attention was drawn to Fleur's screams.

She dodged the first troll's smash and used the Obstacle Charm to stop the second troll, and swerved her way between the two trolls to the edge of the platform where Gabrielle was trapped.

However, the magic barrier is not so easy to break. After several spells failed, Fleur found that she had been surrounded by three trolls at the same time!

In the face of the troll's continuous smashing, Fleur immediately lost her face and did not even have a chance to fight back. In the midst of her hasty dodge, a swing from one of the trolls narrowly brushed the back of her head, scattering even the ribbon that bound her hair.

The long silver hair poured down like a waterfall, and the silver hair that originally made her proud covered most of her vision at the critical moment.

"Maca, help—"

Without Hermione's warning, three red lights flashed one after the other, landing on the troll's pitiful little head with great precision. With a thud to the ground, Maca's fourth red light landed on the head of the troll in front of him.

Once upon a time, a boy who had to grit his teeth and exert all his strength against a single troll can now easily defeat four in a split second. What causes such a gap is that in addition to extraordinary talent, diligence in ordinary days is categorically inseparable.

"Thank you...... Thank you ......."

Fleur was helped up by Hermione, who nodded gratefully to Maca and eagerly looked back behind her.

There, her sister was trapped between the four stone pillars. But what seemed like a close distance was like a moat because of the magic barrier.

"Can you help me get my sister out?" Fleur suddenly turned around and said pleadingly.

Maca couldn't help but frown - while he really didn't intend to be the winner of the Triwizards, he wasn't obligated to help others with their missions.

On the side, Hermione, who was supporting her, also showed a trace of displeasure. Obviously, she was also unhappy with this kind of cheating in general.

Especially, this stinky girl from France dared to put on such a pitiful expression to Maca to win sympathy!

"No, you're mistaken...... I've already lost, and I'm willing to abstain, but if I'm just going to be taken out of the maze, Gabrielle will have to stay here until the end of the game......" Fleur said anxiously, "I can't leave my sister in such a dangerous place-"

"But lo and behold, it's safe here." Hermione nodded knowingly, then pointed to the magical barrier and said.

"But—" Fleur pursed her lips and looked back at Maca again.

Maca thought for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders and said, "Okay, I'll take a look for you." ”

It wasn't too difficult to remove the magic barrier, and Maca checked left and right and realized that it was just a mechanism. The correct way to beat this level should be to lure the trolls into attacking the pillars - that is, they can be destroyed if they are smashed hard enough.

With a wave of his wand, he sent a large rod floating to the ground, and then slammed into one of the stone pillars. In just one moment, several obvious cracks had already appeared on the stone pillar.

After several successive impacts, as the stone pillar shattered, the magic barrier flickered a few times, and soon disappeared completely.

"Thank you!"

Fleur hugged Maca excitedly and kissed him on the cheek without thinking.

"Ahem...... The French people are so welcoming......"