As soon as June arrives, the atmosphere in the castle becomes exciting and tense. Everyone is looking forward to the third project, as it will start a week before the end of the semester. Harry has been in contact with Ron for a while now, and the progress has not been smooth due to the lack of Hermione's help - Hermione's situation has been a bit strange lately, she keeps her head down every day to study, and rarely comes into contact with others, and Krum has come to her a few times, but she has pushed it down, of course Harry thinks that maybe this is her real side.

On the day of the match, outside the Quidditch labyrinth, all the players gathered there.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the third mission, the Triwizard Tournament Final is about to begin! First of all, let me tell you the scores of the current players! The first two players are both 85 points, and they are Modi Guris and Mr. Harry Potter, both from Hogwarts School! Thunderous applause and cheers rang out, and the frightened birds of the Forbidden Forest flapped their wings and flew into the night sky.

"In second place is Durmstrang's Victor Klum! His score is 83. There was another round of applause. In third place is Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons Academy! ”

"Now listen to my whistle, Harry and Gurris!" Bagmun shouted, "Three, two, one! ”

As soon as he blew his whistle, Harry immediately ran into the labyrinth, although he was on the same score as Gurris, he knew that he was no match for Mowen, and only by taking the lead could he have any hope of winning!

And after Harry ran in, Mo Wen walked into the maze unhurriedly.

The pavement was the shadow of a tall hedge, and the surrounding hedges were so high and dense that the whole labyrinth seemed dim.

With a little effort, a cloud of light erupted from Mo Wen's wand, illuminating all the surroundings at once, looking at the road ahead, Mo Wen shook his head, but did not go any further.

Soon the second whistle blew, and Krum entered the labyrinth, followed by a third, and Fleur entered.

After another while, Mo Wen still stopped in place and didn't move, but a bright light came over behind him, it was Furong.

"Darling, are you waiting for me?" Fleur's smiling face shines brightly in the darkness,

Fleur has been very happy recently, since Mo Wen saved her sister in the second project, she has automatically become Mo Wen's follower with gratitude, and the contract has also been converted into the same follower contract as Qiu at the beginning, and she has gained a lot of benefits from it. Mo Wen's arcane magic knowledge she also obtained, unlike the softer Qiu Zhang, the competitive Fleur pays more attention to the improvement of her own magic power, and the newly obtained magic knowledge simply opens another door for her. Although due to the short time of contact, she can only master some low-level magic, but this has also made her strength improve a lot. Looking at her strength that is improving every day, coupled with the wonderful taste of being happy with Mo Wen, the more she looks at Mo Wen, the more pleasing it becomes.

Mo Wen glanced at Fleur, "You go and get rid of Krum, I don't want any accidents at the end." Tell Fleur where he had been magically found, and Mo Wen went in the other direction, where Harry was.

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Left...... Rightward...... ...... to the left Harry is running through the maze, he has to speed up, only then can he have the slightest chance of winning, now that he has done this, he doesn't want to lose, he doesn't want to die to Guris, as long as he can win the Triwizard Tournament, he can prove to others that he is the best, that he is the savior!

"Ahh - A piercing scream, a man's voice.

Krum or Guris? Harry thought to himself that while he wished it was the latter, reason told him that it was probably the former.

"Well, a warrior has fallen!" Harry silently read it in his heart, but he didn't have the slightest intention of going to the rescue, but ran faster.

He ran into a few more cul-de-sacs, but the deepening darkness convinced him that he was getting closer and closer to the center of the labyrinth. Then, as he walked down a long, straight path, he noticed something moving again. The wand's glow shone on a very strange animal, Harry had only seen pictures of it in a book called The Book of Monsters.

This is a Sphinx, which has the body of a large lion: large claws, a long, slightly yellow tail; And the head is the head of a woman. As Harry approached, the sphinx rolled her apricot eyes to stare at him. Harry hesitantly raised his wand. She didn't crouch down and pounce, but kept moving back and forth between the two sides of the road, not letting Harry advance.

Then she spoke, her voice low and hoarse, "You are very close to your goal, and the closest way is to get through from me." ”

"So, would you please let me go?" Harry asked, knowing what he was going to get.

"No," replied the mobess, continuing to walk about there, "unless you can solve my riddle." Answer and I'll let you go. If you answer incorrectly, I will attack you. If you don't answer, I'll let you go and I won't hurt you. ”

Harry screamed in his heart. Guessing is a thing that Hermione and Guris are good at, and they are not good at it. But he thought about it again and again, and if the riddle was too difficult, he wouldn't answer it, so that he could safely get out of here and find another route.

"All right," Harry replied, "out--!" ”

A blinding light struck the Sphinx from behind, the monster screamed in horror, its body petrified little by little, and in the blink of an eye, a lifelike statue appeared in front of Harry's eyes, and the last of the Sphinx's frightened expression was frozen in that moment.

"Who!" Harry nervously grasped his wand, which was able to petrify the Sphinx with ease, and it was not easy for either a human or any magical creature to deal with.

A man walked briskly out of the shadows, a pair of golden and silver eyes that looked exceptionally bright against the background of the night.

"Harry, come on, there's already a rush over there, and I don't have much time to play you a guessing game right now." Mo Wen looked at Harry and said unhurriedly, as if solving a Sphinx just now was as easy as eating a bite to eat.

"What do you mean, Guris?" Holding his wand tightly, Harry asked nervously, "Who was waiting for me, and did you attack Krum just now?" ”

Mo Wen shrugged, but turned around and walked in the other direction, "The trophy is here, if you don't want it, you can not come." ”

Looking at Mo Wen's figure gradually moving away, Harry gritted his teeth and rushed over, the desire for victory broke through the uneasiness in his heart, he was not worried that Mo Wen would lie to him, firstly, he was also going in this direction, unless he didn't want the trophy, otherwise this direction should be correct, and secondly, just now the Sphinx also said that passing behind it is the fastest route.

After a few more paths, Harry felt a light in front of him, and the trophy was glittering on the pedestal a few hundred meters away.

"Hah!" Harry, who was originally following Mo Wen, suddenly accelerated, quickly passed Mo Wen, and ran towards the trophy.

"Idiot!" Mo Wen said disdainfully, "Your head is not good, and even your eyes are blind?" ”

A behemoth burst out of the hedge to Harry's left and knocked Harry over. A spider, eight black eyes glowing aggressively, several giant pincer-like stingers as sharp as blades, one of which was holding Harry's legs.

"Loose and energetic!" Mo Wen struck a spell on the giant pincers, and Harry only felt the spider's strength loosen and the whole person fall.

"Faint!" Another spell shook off the spider that was about to pounce on Harry, and its eight legs twitched and fell to the ground.

Harry, who was injured in one foot, didn't care that Mo Wen had just saved him, but instead jumped desperately towards the trophy with one foot.

"Tsk," Mo Wen smacked his lips, "it seems that Harry has become much more selfish due to the influence of Voldemort's soul fragments. "I didn't realize that there was a large part of the reason for this, whether it was snatching love with a knife or fighting humiliation, Mo Wen was like a catalyst to detonate the darkness in Harry's heart, under the influence of Voldemort, Harry was almost the same as a different person compared to the original book.

One step, two steps, Harry's hand got closer and closer to the trophy, and finally he grabbed it under Harry's surprised gaze.

Then Harry felt a force tug at his body, and his legs lifted off the ground. His hand was fixed on the trophy and could not be let go. Lifted upwards by an invisible force, Harry felt the wind roar around him......