In the second game of the Triwizard Tournament, he rescued the people he valued from the territory of the fishmen within a certain period of time, and there is no doubt that Jelf still passed the test with perfect scores. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Next, the boring game finally reached the most crucial third game, taking the gold cup from the maze.

The first person to reach the center of the maze wins, in fact, the first two games are just foreshadowing, and the last one is the key.

There is no difference between the person who gets the Gold Cup and the one who wins outright. The first two games were just trying to decide the order of entering the maze for the third one.

I always feel that having three games is a kind of performance of taking off my pants and farting, and this is an extra move.

Gerf stepped first into the natural labyrinth of countless bushes.

"What a boring trick..."Although the whole maze is large, it is almost like opening a full-map plug-in in front of Jelf, who has the power of a waveguide and the ability to telepathize.

He could even "see" where the golden cup was placed, where there were monsters, and where there was a dead end.

Although the staff who started the triwizard battle have added a lot of spells and runes to prevent the peeping of mental power.

It's a pity that none of this worked for Jelf...

Finding the closest place to the gold cup, Jelf leaned against the wall and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

...

"In front... Left... Beware of spiders..."

Harry felt that he was in a very bad state right now, and some thoughts and words kept popping up in his head for some reason, and he couldn't stop it.

But the body always involuntarily follows the thoughts in the mind.

It's a strange feeling... It's like you're being manipulated by someone, well, like a marionette? Yes, that's how it feels.

I guess I'm thinking too much... Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead that wasn't there, and walked into the depths of the labyrinth with his wand in his right hand.

The direction he was going in was the thought that had come to his mind before.

It's funny that the wizards, in order to be fair, don't put any means of surveillance in the labyrinth of this third exam.

In other words, no matter what happens in this labyrinth, no one outside the labyrinth knows anything.

They don't even know who was the first to win the gold cup, and only when the person holding the gold cup appears in front of them will they know who will win in the end.

Because of this regulation, it gives unscrupulous people a chance to take advantage of it.

Barty Crouch found an excuse to sneak away from the back of the crowd after all four had entered the labyrinth. All eyes and energy were on the third game, and no one noticed his departure.

Apart from...

Dumbledore.

After Barty Crouch's figure disappeared, the tip of Dumbledore's wide wizarding robe revealed and the tip of his wand quietly pointed behind him.

After walking through a forest of thorns, Harry came to his senses in a fiery trance.

Directly in front of him was a golden cup on a stone table.

"There's the championship trophy ahead."

Harry's heart was a little excited at this time, he didn't expect that he would be the first to come to this place. Ahead of Gerf and the other two contestants.

I actually beat Jelf? The thought crossed Harry's mind, and he was thrilled by it.

Without saying a word, Harry walked down the grass towards the championship trophy.

Jerph, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes suddenly, and the space around him began to distort, and Jelf's figure disappeared in place.

The moment Harry touched the trophy, Fiona Will stepped out of another tunnel.

"Got it," Fiona said victoriously.

Harry was horrified to find a powerful suction force coming from the trophy in his hand.

There was a problem, Harry reacted quickly and tried to shake the trophy away but he failed.

The trophy sucked tightly into Harry's hand as if it had taken root.

Then everything around him began to change, and a whirlwind began to spin around the trophy in his hand, and space began to distort.

This championship trophy is actually the "key to the door", a space magic item unique to the Harry Potter world.

This is a power-item with an effect similar to Shapeshift, but it is safer than an immature Shapeshift.

It's just that it can only teleport people to a fixed place, and the cast point is longer than the instant completion of the illusion shift.

The moment Harry disappeared in place, there was a whoosh, and something like a gust of wind disappeared with Harry along with the "key to the door".

"Oops!" Fiona tried to stop it, but it was too late.

By the time he reacted, there was no one in front of him.

With a curse, he pulled out his wand and waved it, and Fiona disappeared in place.

When Harry came to his senses again, he found that he had long since appeared in front of him, and in front of him was a dark and eerie necropolis with a large yew tree standing next to it.

In the distance, the wheel of a chapel could be faintly seen, and a hill towered to his left

"Where is this?" Harry shook his swollen head, trying to clear himself.

No one answered him, surrounded by an empty black forest.

The only thing that is certain is that this is definitely not Hogwarts.

Several men in black appeared in Harry's field of vision.

"Behold, who is come? My old friend..."

A handsome blond guy came into view of Harry, but his voice wasn't as friendly as his appearance.

It made Harry very uncomfortable, eerie, low... And joy...

Wait, why am I happy?

Do I know him? No matter how Harry thought about it, he still couldn't remember what the handsome blonde guy in front of him had to do with him.

"Arrest him... Get the things done early, and we'll be there to entertain our guests. ”

Then a flash of green light flashed, and Harry's wand was taken off to the side.

Several men in black held Harry tightly.

The handsome blonde man led the way, and several men in black escorted Harry to follow.

After a while, a beautiful house appeared in Harry's field of vision.

In front of the house, a huge crucible was boiling something.

"Introduce yourself, me, Tom Riddle." The handsome blonde man pointed at himself, then he pointed at Harry and continued.

"And you, Harry Potter... The boy who never dies..."

"Ever since Voldemort was defeated by you, I've been thinking about what kind of power actually made you, a baby, defeat that person."

"I even thought about the fact that you are rumored to be a powerful dark wizard yourself."

"Then I found out that you weren't..."

"It wasn't long before I finally found the truth... It turned out that all this was the last spell that the woman had unleashed. (To be continued.) )