Wu Qizhe did not encounter anything for ten minutes, always walked into a dead end, and twice turned the same wrong road. Finally he found a new path and jogged along it. The wand's fluorescent flickered, and his shape-shaped shadow flickered across the hedge. He turned another corner and bumped into the conch head-on.

It's huge. Ten feet long, it looks like a giant scorpion. Its long sting needles curled up on its back, its thick armor glistening under the fluorescent glow of Wu Qizhe's wand, which he pointed at it with his wand.

The fried tail snail is a magical creature that does not appear in the movie, Wu Qizhe didn't expect his luck to be so unlucky, and he happened to encounter it.

"Fainted."

The spell touched the armor of the snail and bounced back, but fortunately Wu Qizhe dodged quickly, but he smelled the burnt smell of his hair, and the spell burned his hair. A burst of flame erupted from its tail and flew towards him.

"There are many obstacles!" Wu Qizhe shouted. The spell bounced off the snail's armor again.

"There are many obstacles!" Wu Qizhe cast a spell continuously.

The snail stopped just inches from him — he hit it in the abdomen, which was not protected by a piece of armor. Wu Qizhe was about to avoid the fried tail snail, but the fried tail snail had already regained its vitality in the next second and rushed towards him.

"Fire Spell." Wu Qizhe instantly cast a spell that he had only learned for a short time.

"Whew."

In an instant, a red flame rose from in front of Wu Qizhe, and under his command, it swept directly towards the tail snail.

The tail snail that was rushing forward happened to rush into the raging flames, and as the flames continued to burn, the tail snail let out a piercing scream, it obviously wanted to escape from the flames, but the flames were under the control of Wu Qizhe, it was like a tarsal bone, and it didn't give the tail snail a chance to escape at all.

Soon, the screams of the snail stopped, and the flames were dispersed under Wu Qizhe's control, and the armor of the snail flickered red and glowed.

Wu Qizhe was taken aback, could it be that the tail snail was just disguised himself, but he was not actually harmed, and he stopped screaming just to relax his vigilance, so as to deliver a fatal blow to him, this is also terrible, he has such a strong logical thinking ability.

Just when Wu Qizhe was about to temporarily avoid his peak, he found that the fried tail snail showed no signs of rushing over at all.

"Fainted." Wu Qizhe cast a spell, and the tail snail, which was still standing, collapsed to the ground.

Wu Qizhe hurried around the body of the fry-tail snail, and there was another fork in the road in front of him.

The white arrow of the guiding spell pointed to a road to the right, and Wu Qizhe continued to walk along this road, and saw a bright light in front of him.

The Tri-Stronghouse Cup shimmered with an alluring fluorescence on the base a hundred meters away.

Wu Qizhe walked to the side of the trophy and reached out to touch it.

In an instant, the trophy's own identification spell has recorded his name, which is used to determine who won the trophy first in the last game, that is, from this second, Wu Qizhe is already the champion of the Triwizard Tournament.

The portkey on the trophy did not have the effect at the first time, and it may require Harry Potter to come to the portkey himself to open it, Wu Qizhe thought.

Wu Qizhe left a magic mark on the top three cup, and it was convenient for him to use the illusion shift later, and then withdrew his hand. Hiding aside.

At this moment, Harry Potter scurried out of nowhere, and he rushed desperately towards the trophy, followed by Victor Krum, it seemed that Diggory had been knocked out by him, but it was better than dead.

Surprise flashed across Harry's face, he didn't want to give this glory to anyone else.

As for Krum, he also regained his senses, and he firmly believed that he must be the one who won the trophy in the end, and the cheers of the crowd and the admiration of the girls seemed to be beckoning to him.

Harry touched the trophy in one step, and at the same time Krum flew up and reached out to hold the trophy tightly.

The moment they touched the trophy, before they could react, they felt that their legs had left the ground, and they couldn't let go of the hand that was clenching the trophy, and the trophy dragged the two of them forward in the whistling wind and swirling colors.

The Portkey's effect is roughly similar to that of Apparition, and almost instantly, Harry and Krum have been teleported away.

The magic mark left by Wu Qizhe on the trophy can take Wu Qizhe to where Harry is.

Wu Qizhe planned to perform Phantom Transfiguration, but this was the first time, so he didn't know if the effect was ideal.

Focus your mind on the goal you're going to and make up your mind that you must move to the goal! Let the thought of going to that place flood the whole body from the brain.

Wu Qizhe turned around in place, and suddenly his body seemed to be pulled by something, and in the next second, he appeared next to the trophy.

It was completely out of Hogwarts, and he had apparently flown miles—maybe hundreds, for even the mountains around the castle were gone.

Standing in a dark, overgrown cemetery, Wu Qizhe could see the black outline of a chapel behind a tall yew tree on his right. On the left is a hill. He could make out a fine old house on the hillside.

Wu Qizhe quietly hid behind a tombstone and hid his figure, and the people in the cemetery did not notice his existence.

Harry and Krum weren't far away, looking nervously around, wondering how the trophy had become a portkey.

Harry and Krum pulled out their wands and put them on their chests, it all seemed too weird.

There was an eerie chill around, and Harry wondered if it was part of the game.

Krum was more nervous than Harry, and if he had known that the trophy would bring him to this gloomy place, he wouldn't have wanted it, but nothing had happened.

They nervously watched the darkness in the twilight.

"Someone's coming." Krum said suddenly.

They squinted nervously at the darkness as a figure approached them step by step between the graves. Harry couldn't make out the man's face, but from his gait and the position of his arms, he looked like he was holding something. He was of small stature and wore a hooded cloak that covered his face. A few steps closer—the distance between them was shrinking, and Harry could see that the man was holding something like a baby—or just a bag of clothes?

The man stood in front of a towering marble tombstone, only six feet from them. For a split second, Harry and Krum stared at the diminutive figure.

Suddenly, the scar on Harry Potter's forehead was in sharp pain. He had never felt such intense pain in his life. The wand slipped to the ground, he 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 about to burst.

Looking at this familiar scene, Wu Qizhe didn't know how to feel, and Voldemort would be resurrected in a few moments. His mission is to defeat Voldemort, but it is clear that he is certainly no match for him, and he can only hope to find the right opportunity to deliver the killer blow.

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