Autumn Zhang.

Just listen to the name, this is a senior girl at Ravenclaw College, a very popular girl, of Asian descent, and a Chinese descent.

The reason why Harry knew such a girl was because he was a Seeker for the Gryffindor Cadet Quidditch team, and the other party was also a Seeker for the Quidditch team of Ravenclaw House-

Harry first met Cho Chang at a Quidditch match when he was in his third year, and his heart beat when the latter smiled at him, even though they had only spoken for a few words during the match, it was unreasonable to say love at first sight.

After all, the minds of young boys and girls are so elusive, and the more they like someone, the more they will subconsciously beautify each other in their hearts, even a little insignificant detail will make the young boy feel extremely beautiful.

The power of love is blinding, especially when you know that the four warriors are in charge of four routes, tracking the dragon colony from four different directions, and the performance of all four people will be presented to the "audience" through magic......

Harry suddenly felt that he had found motivation in his life and seemed to understand the meaning of his participation.

That's right, he wants to prove his abilities...... He doesn't necessarily need to win against everyone, but at least he can't afford to lose to Cedric......

In this way, under the strange impetus that no one knows and cannot explain, he thinks that he has delayed for a few days, but in fact his progress is the fastest among the four warriors.

And so, in the dark tunnel, Harry withstood the heat and scorching heat, and continued to penetrate deep into the inner cracks of the mountain in the midst of occasional vibrations, and he felt that victory was probably at hand.

Soon, the darkness ahead was dispelled by the glowing red, and the tunnel suddenly opened up, revealing a wide and flatter terrain, like a huge cave, with a wide lava lake in the distance.

The hot heat was blowing in the face, and the surface of the lake was tumbling like a pot of boiling chili soup.

Harry was a little shocked by the sight in front of him, he was trying to tell where he was going, when suddenly he saw a figure walking towards him step by step, Harry couldn't see the man's face clearly, but from the gait and the posture of his arms, the man seemed to be holding something.

The other party was small in stature and wore a hooded cloak...... There are people in such a place? Could it be a native Italian wizard?

At this moment, Harry's scar suddenly became in sharp pain, which he had never felt in his life.

"Faint!"

Faintly, he heard a voice, and with the agility he had developed in Quidditch, he lunged to the side, a flash of red light, and the spell was empty.

He was about to grit his teeth to see who the guy in front of him who suddenly attacked was, but he was unprepared to hear another voice behind him.

The next moment, he was knocked unconscious without any suspense.

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……

Far away in Hogwarts Castle in England, in the Great Hall, the magic projection occupied by Harry was the largest.

The other three Warriors occupy a lot of space combined, that is, they are comparable to him, and the reason why they are split in this way is because he is the fastest progressive, far ahead of the others.

Although Madame Maxim of Beauxbatons and Karkaroff of Durmstrang had some complaints about this, they could not say much. After all, this is an agreement that has been agreed in advance, so that people can intuitively understand the progress of the warriors.

And Harry's progress is clearly ahead of the others, and even Kakaroff, who is shameless, can't talk nonsense with his eyes open and insist that his warriors are the best.

The whispers in the auditorium, the excited conversations of the students, and the laughter from time to time all indicate that the project is going well.

This made many people feel relieved, they originally thought that this project would be mediocre, after all, there was no explosion point directly facing the fire dragon, and all kinds of tense and exciting climactic scenes were lost, and most of the time it was an ordinary scene.

INTERVIEWER How can this satisfy the audience? This restart of the Triwizard Tournament will definitely become a joke!

Thankfully, the response was completely unexpected.

In fact, this is also a very normal thing, after all, such a live broadcast of wilderness survival and tracking giant beasts is really unprecedented...... Many people have had such an idea, but they can't realize it for various reasons, and such a show satisfies their spiritual needs.

Especially in this era, even Muggles have not yet gone through the baptism of Bei Ye, De Ye, and various reality shows, let alone wizards who are closed off from the country and have not seen much.

The first time I tried to touch such a novel thing, it was a relish. Not only was it suddenly smacked with blood, but the progress was so fast, Harry, who was like a god helper, caught their eye.

All kinds of hardships and obstacles encountered by other warriors along the way, all kinds of situations that make people speechless-

For example, it is a waste of time to find the wrong direction...... He even clashed with the Muggles for some reason, and was almost arrested by the police...... Chased the wrong clues, and ended up fighting with other magical creatures in a daze......

These conditions can make them hilarious and fascinated, and their eyes are staring at the magic projection without blinking, eager to stick their eyeballs to them.

- It's already like a school organizing a movie.

"Harry has the advantage...... God, I thought he wouldn't be able to handle it. Hermione let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the scene in the projection, and then frowned again: "It's pretty dark in there, and he just walked in?" ”

"Come on, Hermione...... What if he doesn't go in? Ron said with some nonchalance, "It's not enough to find a few scratches and scales, unless he sees the dragon in there and understands what it's all about." ”

"I know, but I always felt that place was too dangerous......"

Hermione said worriedly, staring at Harry as he continued to walk through the projection, where crimson lava faintly appeared around him.

It meant that Harry had gone deep into the interior of the volcano, and the feeling of darkness, distant lava rivers flowing, or lava lakes shimmering with a dazzling heat crimson, was oppressive, as if the burning sensation was coming across the projection.

"Don't worry, isn't there still Professor Moody?" Ron said with a smile on his face, "It's going to be fine, you're just too ......."

He couldn't say the next words, because what happened in the projection stunned him, and his expression froze.

And—

Looking at what was happening on the projection, the auditorium fell silent at the same time.

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……

Harry didn't know how long he had been unconscious, until he felt something sharp pierce the crook of his left arm, blood running down the torn sleeve of his robe, before he finally woke up and looked up with difficulty.

There was still a dizziness in his head, and a blurry scene appeared in front of him, and he tried hard to drive his brain, which was still a little muddy and still faintly throbbing...... I seem to have been attacked from behind by someone.

He looked up and saw that the man who had pierced his left arm with a dagger was ......

"Professor Moody! What are you doing?! Harry exclaimed.

Moody smiled weirdly and said slowly, "What do you think I'm doing?" …… Isn't that something obvious? ”

"Yes, you attacked me?" Harry finally remembered what had happened before he fell unconscious, and asked incredulously, he had subconsciously dodged the attack from ahead, but he didn't expect another stun spell to come behind him.

"Of course it's me." Professor Moody's expression was still odd.

"Why do you ...... Do this? Wait, that's Peter Pettigrew?! Harry couldn't believe it, he looked around and heard a wheezing sound not far away.

The diminutive figure was Peter Pettigrew, pushing a stone cauldron larger than all the cauldrons Ha had ever used, large enough for an adult to sit in.

The cauldron seemed to be filled with water—Harry heard a splash.

The burden that Pettigrew had been carrying was placed near the stone crucible, and it seemed to be restless, and a large snake swam around the dry rock face, circling around it.

"Why did I do that? Harry, think about it, who put your name in the Goblet of Fire as a student from another school? Who scared away everyone who might hurt you or prevent you from winning? Who encouraged Hagrid to let you watch the fire dragon? ”

Moody stared at Harry with that enchanted eye, his crooked grin widening.

"Are you crazy?" Harry couldn't help but say.

"Am I crazy? Hahaha, do you really think I'm Mad-Eye Moody? Moody looked completely out of shape, and he smiled condescendingly at Harry—

"What a seamless plan, how simple, how ingenious. Moody used to drink only from the curved bottle he carried with him, which was famous, and I just had to replace the bottle with a polyjuice decoction......"

Compound decoction? Harry's eyes widened, and he felt that his mind was a little unturned, as if he vaguely understood something, but he didn't understand anything.

What follows is a tirade of fake Moody's, mainly explaining that his identity is actually Barty Crouch Jr., using Polyjuice Potion to impersonate the Professor, and plotting with Peter Pettigrew to use the Triwizard Tournament...... And so on and so forth, and so forth.

“…… The first project went bad, and I thought things were messed up like that, but luckily Fujit was an idiot desperately trying to suppress Dumbledore...... We seized the opportunity, the dragons are not a problem, but we can take advantage of them......"

The fake Moody's is still chattering.

"So we chose this route from the beginning and are waiting for you here...... Because those dragons are indeed in the depths of this volcano, and you have followed their tracks yourself, no one will find out that this is actually a trap......"

"You know what? Harry, those people can still see you, because the magic is still working, not cleared. The Dark Lord wants everyone to be able to witness this moment, but they can't save you too late, so they can only watch ......"

Harry shook his head, trembling, he could hardly believe such a thing.

But after fake Moody's explanations, he finally understood a lot of things, and the other party seemed to be too proud, chattering to him in a neurotic way to tell him the details of the ins and outs, as if he was deliberately explaining the cause and effect.

Until Peter Pettigrew, who had been silent, finished his business, and the burden finally uttered a cold, sharp voice—

"Little Barty, stop talking nonsense with him, hurry up and get started!"

Begin? What to start?

Harry stared at the burden and felt his scar ache hotly......

Then, in a wicked ritual, Harry watched as the bottle containing his own blood, one of Peter Pettigrew's arms, and another unknown ingredient were poured directly into the massive stone cauldron.

Then, the thing in the baggage was also thrown in.

Father's Bone ......

Servant's Meat ......

The Blood ...... of the Enemy

It seemed to be a very evil and terrible black magic, and Harry tried to stay awake, but he just covered his face with his hands, and his legs bent to the ground, and he couldn't see anything in front of him, and his head felt like it was going to explode.

The scar hurt so much that he felt sick and wanted to throw up. I don't know how long it took, the pain subsided, and he slowly opened his stinging eyes in fear, hoping that the thing had drowned.

Peter Pettigrew had done his job, kneeling beside the cauldron and clutching his bleeding severed arm, gasping and sobbing.

Harry saw a man's black figure slowly rise from the cauldron, tall and thin, like a skeleton. It was the pale face that had been the same in Harry's nightmares for three years, with two large red eyes, a flat face, and two thin nostrils......

- Voldemort is resurrected.

Voldemort put on his black robe, and with a cruel smug look on his face, he straightened up and glanced at the scene in front of him with high spirits.

“……”

“……”

There was silence, and Harry was shaking unconsciously, which was what he feared the most, but now it had become a reality!

"Now, a lot of people are watching this happen, right?" Voldemort muttered, glowing red eyes staring at Moody not far away, "How many people would foolishly choose to be my enemy?" ”

His gaze fell on Harry again, his flat, disgusting pale face contorted into a cruel smile.

"Why do they believe that I won't make a comeback? Didn't they witness me prove my potential countless times when I was stronger than any wizard? ”

Voldemort grinned terribly, his red eyes hollow and cold—

"And now, I will retrieve all my loyal servants, I will recall the expelled giants, I will invite the Dementors to be our allies, I will control all dangerous magical creatures, and I will rule this world-"

Boom——!!

Before he could finish his words, a loud tremor that everyone could feel was heard from beneath the ground again, interrupting Voldemort's proclamation at an inopportune time.

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