By the time of June, Hogwarts has the perfect season to celebrate.

The Triwizard Tournament will come to an end this month, and the wizards of Hogwarts suddenly feel that the following summer vacation will not be able to catch up with the excitement of this June.

By noon, the weather was as cloudy as ever, and the dark sky seemed to be completely covered by a huge splash of ink and oil, and although it was daytime, the bleak sky still made people feel oppressive.

Sherlock was told to assemble in the conference room as the referee, and the Warriors' families came to watch the game before the game, and now, the Warriors' families are waiting next to the auditorium.

Across the hall and into the conference room, Victor Krum was in a corner of the room speaking fast Bulgarian to his dark-haired parents, who had inherited his father's hooked nose.

On the other side, Fleur was chattering with her mother in French.

Harry's family member was Sirius Black, and his uncle's family had no idea that Harry Potter had become a Hogwarts warrior, and if they did, they might have expected Harry to die in the Triwizard Tournament.

"Of course...... The famous Prince of Charms is the referee for this time, what else do you have to worry about, the third event can be intense but absolutely safe, and there is no need to worry about it if Sherlock is here. Fudge, the Minister of Magic, stood beside Sherlock and said with a smile.

The three warriors had the final checks, and the wand included aspects such as the body, as the Triwizard Tournament was finally coming to an end, attracting no fewer people from the outside world than the Quidditch World Cup.

Spend the afternoon and then head back to the auditorium for dinner.

Ludo Bagman and Cornelius Fudge sat at the faculty desk, as did Sherlock's father, Holmmond Mephisto, who was Fourmond's younger brother and had been fond of running to Snape's office since Fourmond arrived at Hogwarts.

After all, Fourmond was also from Slytherin, and Snape only entered Fourmond's fifth year, and they spent two years in contact with the Slytherin common room in the school.

At least at this stage, the old alumnus of the castle, Fumond, only found Snape.

The relationship between the two middle-aged men seems to be quite good recently, and Ellie also intends to introduce a female companion to Snape, after all, they are both this age, and Snape is still one of the four headmasters of Hogwarts, do you really want to play on the tradition of the headmaster of Hogwarts to pay attention to orphans.

Bagman looked pleased, but Connelly Fudge, who sat next to Madame Maxim, had a stiff face and said nothing.

Madame Maxime was buried in her meal, and Harry felt that her eyes seemed to be a little red.

Hagrid on the other side of the table looked over to her.

Dinner was heavier than usual, but Harry didn't eat much because he was really nervous now.

As the enchanted ceiling turned from blue to a dark purple twilight, Dumbledore stood up at the faculty desk, and the crowd fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes I'm going to invite you to the Quidditch pitch to watch the final event of the Triwizard Tournament, and now the warriors are invited to the stadium with Mr. Bagman."

The three warriors rose from the long table, the Hogwarts students applauded him, and of course the other two schools present, and the three walked out of the Great Hall.

They walked 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 is dark and a little scary.

Five minutes later, people began to enter the stands.

Hundreds of students sat down, and there were a large number of wizards from the outside world, and the air was filled with the sound of excited words and miscellaneous footsteps.

The sky is now a clear deep blue, and stars are beginning to appear.

Hagrid, Professor Moody, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick walked into the playing field and walked towards Bagman and the Warriors.

Their hats were embellished with glittering red stars, with the exception of Hagrid, whose red star was behind a flannel vest.

Basically, before every event, Bagman would come over for a pre-match mobilization and he would say a few words, but this time it was Sherlock.

The handsome boy held a map in his hand, which Bagman had given him in the first place, and Sherlock had used his very clever tracking skills to check the itinerary and location of the three warriors in the labyrinth.

"If there is danger, use the wand to release the signal, then I will appear to save you, the maze is full of dangers, but I will be waiting for you at the end of the maze, at the location of the Goblet of Fire...... Remember friendship first, competition second. Sherlock said solemnly, and then as the referee for the entrance, he became the first person to enter the maze.

The remaining three warriors walked away in different directions, distributed around the labyrinth.

Bagman pointed his wand at his throat and chanted "Loud sound," and his magically amplified voice echoed in the stands.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the final event of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! I'll report the current score! Applause and cheers startled the birds of the Forbidden Forest into the darkening night sky.

Harry is currently in first place, Krum is second, and Hibiscus Stone is third, and according to the ranking of the score, the Warriors will decide the order of entry into the maze.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, next, Harry Potter, you will be given priority to enter the maze due to the accumulated points in the past, listen to my whistle!" Bagman said, "Three...... Two...... One ......"

With a short whistle, Harry was the first to rush into the labyrinth.

The tall hedges cast a dark shadow on the path, and I don't know if it was because of the height and density of the hedges, or because of magic, and once you entered the labyrinth, the audience could not hear the voice.

And the most important thing is that I can't see the way back, as if I don't know where I was teleported into the maze the moment I entered.

Harry saw some firefly-like sparks flying in the labyrinth, but it was actually the power of Sherlock's Homiz Prometheus that had broken it up, except for some strange magic and a twisting layout.

It was also shrouded in the power of the fire element.

After all, Sherlock hadn't forgotten his role as an admission referee.

Prometheus turned into a spark that filled the labyrinth, and at the same time could spy on the warriors and help protect them when it was critical.

At the beginning, Sherlock followed the map to the final point of the labyrinth, where the Goblet of Fire was located, where he saw the glowing Goblet of Fire.

"Converted into a portkey? There are fake Moody's ...... There was also a fake Karkarov, and it was the two of them who did the Death Eaters. Sherlock summoned Homiz Zeus and sat directly on top of Zeus's clouds, more comfortable than a couch cushion.

After sitting down, Sherlock took out the map and looked at the current position of the three warriors, and the signs of the three warriors in the maze appeared, indicating that they had entered the maze.

And in addition to some magic and levels, there are also some strange mechanisms in the labyrinth, and there are some magical magical creatures that make trouble.

Harry walked through the third wall, and was greeted by a Dementor slowly walking towards him, twelve feet tall, hooded over his face, and his rotting and scabbed hands stretched out.

It approached step by step, without eyes, and Harry Potter touched it by feeling.

Of course, it can't be a real Dementor, Dumbledore is not so mad, and all the Dementors are called by the Ministry of Magic, and if you want to arrange a real Dementor in the labyrinth, the Ministry of Magic will not agree.

Today's Dementors have developed a fear of Hogwarts, and if the Dementors are really arranged, what if the Warriors really die, after all, not all young wizards have Sherlock's strength for this group of emotionless creatures.

However, Harry didn't recognize that he was an impostor, and instead ran away, revealing the target in the maze if he used the Divine Guard.

Continuing on, through the eighth wall, what appeared in front of me was a strange floating golden mist.

The three warriors will always encounter some tricky problems in the maze, but relying on their respective abilities, there will always be a way to solve them, among which Fleur, the girl who likes to use her brain, is the fastest and is obviously the last to enter.

The shadow flickered on the hedge, and within a wall of it, it bumped into the conch head-on.

It has to be said that Hagrid took such good care of them that those short creatures have now become ten-foot monsters, looking like giant scorpions.

Its long sting needles curled around its back, its thick armor glistening in the yellowing moonlight.

The warriors continued to move forward, and in fact all three of them were very close to their destination, after all, the labyrinth was only the size of a normal school Quidditch pitch.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the distance, and a red light appeared in the air, and Sherlock could hear that it was Fleur's voice, and the sparks converged into a wall of fire to protect Fleur Delacul, preventing the wild growth of the labyrinth wall plants from devouring Fleur's body.

When Sherlock arrived, he saw the unconscious Fleur shaking his head helplessly, and could only send her out, as a warrior, Fleur was already out of the game in this game.

It seems that one is already out, and the remaining two warriors think so.

It's a pity that Krum underestimated Harry Potter, and now he suddenly has a huge increase in self-confidence, or when the other two warriors were Fleur and Harry, Krum already had an attitude of victory.

Although the score is in second place, the Warrior who can win the Goblet of Fire in the end is the real champion.

"Don't let me meet you so soon, Harry...... Otherwise, you'll be out faster! Krum said excitedly.

"Faint!"

But unfortunately he was struck by a red spell, it was Harry who took advantage of his short body, coupled with the dim darkness of the surrounding night, and most importantly, the protection of large plants such as the labyrinth.

He easily spotted the big man in red, and sneaked around the back to give him a sneak attack.

Krum looked back at Harry before he passed out, his glasses still reflecting, and the sparks around him suddenly came alive.

Krum 'MMP'

Harry released a red signal with Krum's wand, and then continued to explore the maze, Mars converged into human form, Sherlock slowly appeared, Krum was out, and Fleur was out of the game, and he followed after Fleur was out.

Now there is only one person left in the labyrinth, Harry Potter.

Then just wait for him at the finish line and tell Harry not to touch the Goblet of Fire, there's something wrong with the Goblet of Fire.

As for the reason, it can be explained that he came to the Goblet of Fire in advance and found a little problem, anyway, he is the referee who has entered the palace and can wander around the maze casually.

As for staying next to the Goblet of Fire, no one will say anything.

Harry could still win the championship then, and Voldemort's plan was unlikely to succeed this time.

"I don't know if Harry Potter is not the one Voldemort wants to kill the most, after all my plans to sabotage Voldemort...... Maybe it's already me! Sherlock laughed.

The golden Triwizard Tournament trophy has an alluring sheen on the ground.

Sherlock gave Harry a graceful back, and he was looking at the Goblet of Fire on the ground with his back to Harry.

"The champion is really you, I've been waiting for you for a long time Harry Potter!" Sherlock spun around sharply, which was the way he expected to play in front of the champion Warriors.

After all, being a referee is the real god on the playing field.

It's like in the World Cup, the referee has the final say, and if he says that you will be given a penalty, you have to take a penalty, and you don't accept it...... Come and bite me.

"I won...... Am I a champion? Mr. Sherlock! ”

Harry looked at Sherlock, and was a little out of breath because he was running over.

"You did win, you became the winner of the Triwizard Tournament...... But according to the rules, you have to take the Goblet of Fire yourself to win! But actually, the Goblet of Fire is a bit of a problem right now...... "Sherlock said.

Harry was already standing next to Sherlock, he was very close to the Goblet of Fire, and he wanted to reach for it, but when he heard Sherlock's words, he withdrew his hand.

"Questions?"

"Yes! The Goblet of Fire was indeed tampered with, and it was passive once when it was placed here, and now this Goblet of Fire is broken! Sherlock explained.

"Bad!" Harry lifted his eyes.

"You know, Mr. Sherlock, there used to be an old TV in my aunt's house, but now they have a new, better and bigger one, and the old TV is in my attic room, and it's broken, but usually I just shoot it hard." Harry Potter also made a very strong gesture with his hand, and then the hand actually landed on the Goblet of Fire...... It was slapped on the Goblet of Fire, to be exact.

Sherlock then watched as Harry and the Goblet of Fire teleported away through the portkey on it.

Shylock......

Can't you have a good chat, you have to demonstrate what to do, now it's good to shoot yourself away, you think you're a big bear!