Fiona Weir fell to the ground limpantly, his wand falling to the side, and there was a terrifying hole in his chest, and blood slowly drained down the hole. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Who the hell are you?" ”

His face was pale, and he couldn't live at his sight.

Standing in front of him was the only female player in the Triwizard Tournament, Cremans Posey!

"People? Maybe it was, but now I can't be called a human being. A look of remembrance flashed across Cremans's face, and she looked at Fiona with a smirk.

"Aren't you the same? Do you think you are human now? ”

Fiona's eyes widened in disbelief. Is your identity seen through? It couldn't be, not even Dumbledore.

Who the hell is she? Fiona only then realized that he had underestimated his opponent. Whether it is Jerf as the representative of Hogwarts or the non-existent Cremansy in front of him.

Fiona began to think frantically about how to escape from the other party, he couldn't fall here, he had to go to Riddle and tell him the news.

But before he could figure out a solution, Cremans had already come up to him. Then he stretched out a white Qianqianyu hand and plunged it into his heart.

When it reached out again, a red throbbing lump of flesh appeared on Cremans' tiny hand.

Fiona's heart...

Cremans's cherry-sized mouth grew and expanded to an incredible extent like a snake, covered with tiny teeth.

With a thud, Kremans swallowed the heart, then gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"How many years have I not eaten this magical heart, it tastes so much better than those Muggle inferior products." Kremans's voice was not at all like the female voice just now, but a manly voice with an urn voice.

With a hint of unique husky magnetism.

"Don't play dead... Don't try to slip away from me. Cremans stomped on the "corpse" of Fiona, who had lost his heart.

No one answered her, Fiona's eyes were out of focus, and her hands and feet were cold, no different from a normal corpse.

A sneer rang out.

Purple wrapped around Cremans's hand with visible magic, grabbing Fiona.

A shrill cry sounded, and a pitch-black shadow was being grabbed out of Fiona's body by Cremans, little by little.

"You can't... You can't... I'm Voldemort's—" The pitch-black shadow made a series of sounds, vaguely as if to say something.

"What a delicious shade, this magical wizard shade has always been my favorite."

Ignoring the struggling shadow in her hand, and not listening carefully to what the other person was saying, Kremans grabbed it and brought it to her mouth to bite down, tearing off a large piece of black substance, and then gobbling it down and began to chew it.

After a while, the shadow of more than one person was eaten by Cremans, I don't know if it was an illusion that Cremens seemed to have grown a little taller.

"Hey, hey, I've finally returned to this land after a thousand years."

"It's a little wizard to be able to come back to this world again. If he hadn't released me from that damn chamber in the first place, I don't know how long I would have been sealed in that damn parchment? ”

"How can I thank that little guy? Just eat all his friends, and finally enjoy his desperate wails... Boom, Boom...", Cremans turned her gaze to the outside of the labyrinth, where countless wizards stood following the Triwizard Tournament.

"Sniff... I smell it, the smell of food... Delicious Wizard..."

Purple magic swirled around Cremans, and in a moment she returned to her previous form.

"It's out, it's out!" The wizards outside the labyrinth saw a figure coming out of the entrance of the labyrinth, and immediately shouted, and the surrounding wizards immediately surrounded them, and they also wanted to know what the result of the Triwizard Tournament was.

The first player to come out of the maze turned out to be Cremans, who everyone was not optimistic about?!

Even that Jelf failed?

The wizards were puzzled.

Wait, Cremans didn't have the trophy in her hands.

It turned out to be abstentions. All the wizards decided to think so.

Triwizard Tournament is quite dangerous for adult wizards, let alone underage wizards? Being able to choose to give up also shows that she can see through her own abilities.

Only Ms. Maxim frowned as she watched Cremens walk by, and everyone said that she was upset because she saw her academy's players abstain.

What the hell have I forgotten? Always feel that something is wrong? Madam Maxim thought to herself.

Hermione, who was standing in the crowd, suddenly felt something squirming around her waist, pressed against her, and pulled it out to see that it was a red and white ball that Jelf had given her before leaving.

"Pipsqueak!" The ball actually opened by itself in his hand, and then a pink, tender, chubby, and cute creature appeared in front of him, staring at him with a pair of big watery eyes.

Hermione felt like her whole heart was about to sprout.

Hold the chubby little creature in her arms, this is what Jelf gave her anyway, and Jelf will not harm her.

"Pipsqueak!" As a fairy, Pipsqueak is particularly sensitive to certain mysterious powers.

Raising his tiny fingers, a white circle of light enveloped the two of them.

Mystic Guardian!

By this time, Cremens had already walked in front of the crowd, and a pair of blood-red eyes appeared on her face.

At the sight of these strange pupils, Madame Maxim was shocked, and then she screamed, and then she finally remembered that she had forgotten something. Beauxbatons didn't have Cremens Posey at all.

So who is this Cremans in front of you? Or what the hell is she?

"I'm going...", puffs of purple smoke rose around him with a wave of his hand, enveloping the wizards.

Screams... Wails and an eerie laugh rang out.

...

"Avada suo!"

The tip of Riddle's wand exploded, and a dark green light appeared, winding like a bolt of lightning.

Unlike the other wizards, Avada's life, which only had one ray, Riddle's spell was far wider and thicker than theirs.

But even so, it's in vain to hit someone.

Jelf repeated his old trick and disappeared in an instant under the effect of the illusion shifting spell, causing Riddle's attack to come to naught.

Seeing this, Riddle did not show a look of chagrin and disappointment, but a smile.

Riddle waved his hand again, and the dark green spell resurfaced again.

The target was about to be in Jelf's position, and Riddle saw through the direction of the phantom shifter's movement. (To be continued.) )