The five Warriors walked into Quicchland Field. The site became unrecognizable, surrounded by a twenty-foot hedge; There is an opening in the middle that is the population of this large labyrinth. Beyond that was a dark and creepy passage.

Five minutes later, the stands began to fill up, and as the student crowd took their seats, the entire arena was filled with shouts of excitement and the rumble of their feet on the floor. And the sky is deep blue, deep blue. The stars are starting to come in. Hagrid, Professor Moody, and Professor McGonagall walked into the stadium and walked towards Bagman and the players. They all wore large red stars on their hats, but Hagrid was the only one who wore them on the back of a waistcoat made of mole skin.

"We're going to patrol the maze," McGonagall said to the players, "and if you get stuck, send a red light signal into the air and one of us will come to your rescue right away, understand?" ”

The contestants nodded.

"Let's go, then!" Dumbledore said happily to the four Inspectors.

"Good luck, Harry!" Hagrid whispered that the four inspectors walked in different directions, each standing at their own post. Then Dumbledore pointed his wand at his throat and said, "Loud! His voice was immediately amplified and resounded throughout the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the final event of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! I'll report the current score! Dennis Wu – 92 points, first, Hogwarts school! "The applause and cheers startled the birds of the Forbidden Forest into the darkening night sky." Fleur Delacour – 88 points, 2nd place, Beauxbatons College! Another round of applause. Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter - 85 points, tied for third, Hogwarts School! "Another cheer." Victor Klum – 80 points, fifth, Durmstrang College! There was a sparse round of applause.

"Now..... Dennis listens to my whistle. Dumbledore said, "Three-two—————"

With a short whistle, Wu Qizhe walked 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, but as soon as he entered the labyrinth, the audience could not hear the voice. Wu Qizhe almost felt like he was under the water again. He drew his wand and said, "Fluorescent flicker." ”

Soon came to a fork in the road, Wu Qizhe did not hesitate to choose the fork on the left.

Wu Qizhe heard the whistle sound again, and Furong entered the maze. Wu Qizhe said to Furong before the game that she must pay attention to Krum, and if she encounters any danger, she will immediately send a distress signal, after all, this game still involves a lot of things.

Wu Qizhe quickened his pace. There seems to be nothing on the path he has chosen. He turned to the right and hurried forward, holding his wand in one hand, trying to see as far as he could, but still couldn't see anything.

A few more whistles sounded in the distance, and several warriors were all in the labyrinth.

Wu Qizhe kept looking behind him. It was as if someone was watching him in the dark. The maze darkened by the minute, and the sky above me turned teal. He came to the second fork in the road.

"Show me the way." He pinned his wand to the palm of his hand and whispered to it.

The wand spun around, designating the dense hedge to his right. It was north, and he knew that to get to the center of the maze he had to go northwest. The best thing to do is to take the road on the left and turn right as soon as possible.

The road ahead was still empty, and when it came to a right turn, Wu Qizhe turned in, and there was still no obstacle. Wu Qizhe didn't know why this was happening, and being so unimpeded made him a little panicked. Isn't it time to run into something? The labyrinth seemed to tempt him with the illusion of security. Suddenly, he heard movement behind him, and hurriedly waved his wand to defend himself.

He saw it...... A Dementor walked slowly towards him, twelve-foot-tall, hooded over his face, and his rotten and crusted hands stretched out. It approached, feeling it towards him. Wu Qizhe could hear the gurgling gasp in its throat. A cold, sticky feeling hit his body, but he knew what to do......

He tried his best to think of the most pleasant things, desperately concentrating on imagining Hermione and Fleur having fun together, and raised his wand and shouted, "Divine Guard!" ”

A silver dragon jumped out of Wu Qizhe's wand, this is an ancient dragon in the East, with dragon horns on the dragon's head, long dragon whiskers, and the scales on its body flickering majestically, it rushed towards the dementor. The Dementor took two steps backwards and tripped over its robes...... Wu Qizhe had never heard of a Dementor stumbling.

He followed the silver Patronus, "Hahaha, you're just a boggart!" Funny funny! The spell turned the Boggart into a funny poodle, followed by Wu's hearty laughter. The reason why he did this was because he thought of a passage in the book, that what really killed Boggart was laughter, and when you laughed, Boggart exploded into thousands of wisps of green smoke and disappeared.

Then there was a bang, and the green smoke on the first floor exploded. The silver Oriental Dragon also disappeared. Wu Qizhe hoped that it could stay and be a companion for him, dragons are a rare thing...... He had to keep going, walking as fast and silent as he could, still holding his wand aloof, and listening vigilantly to the movements around him.

Turn left...... Turn right...... Turn left again...... On two occasions, Mr. Wu found himself at a dead end. He recited the orientation incantation again, and found that he had gone too far to the east. He turned back and turned to the right, where he saw a strange golden mist floating in front of him.

Wu Qizhe stepped forward vigilantly and pointed his wand at the mist. It looks like magic. He didn't know if he could blow it up.

"Broken bones!" He shouted.

The spell pierced through the golden mist, having no effect on it. Wu Qizhe shook his head, he should have thought of this a long time ago, the Crushing Charm was used to deal with solid obstacles. What if he passed through the golden mist? Do you want to try your luck, or do you want to go back?

Just as Wu Qizhe hesitated, a sudden scream pierced the silence around him. It's Fleur, and there's a good chance she's in trouble. Soon, a red spark rose in the direction where Furong's exclamation came from, and it was obvious that Furong listened to Wu Qizhe's advice and decisively withdrew from the game.

Fleur shouldn't be in any danger, the inspectors should arrive soon, and with other inspectors present, Barty Crouch Jr., who is pretending to be Professor Moody, will definitely not dare to make any excessive moves, because it is not yet time for his identity to be revealed.

But it's clear that this is no ordinary game.

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