"How can you do that, you snatched Krum's target!" Karkaroff's foaming star splashed, and he looked at Mo Wen with an unkind expression, but because of the last conflict, he didn't say anything other ugly.

Maxim also had a grim face, she looked at Dumbledore, "Dumbledore, your student rescued the goal that belonged to Fleur, this will have an impact on her grades, I need an explanation." ”

Dumbledore didn't say anything, but glanced at Mo Wen, who was just a chuckle, and a clear voice rang out in the audience, and the audience could hear it clearly, "I'm sorry, Lady Maxim, I just couldn't leave any lady in that situation and disturb the others." He bowed slightly.

Mo Wen's answer won the applause of the audience, but it did not impress the two headmasters, who quarreled with Dumbledore again.

On the other hand, they also woke up leisurely.

Qiu looked at Mo Wen with wide eyes and showed a charming smile, "Modi, have you come to save me?" ”

"Hmm." Mo Wen smiled and took her into his arms.

The little girl on the side was a little confused, "What about my sister?" Didn't you say that she would come to save me, why couldn't I see her? ”

And Hermione's expression looked at Mo Wen and Qiu Zhang with a somewhat complicated expression, and when she saw Mo Wen looking at her, she snorted coldly, don't look too far.

Time passed quickly, an hour passed quickly, and Fleur came out of the lake with some hysteria, and she ran to Madame Maxim as fast as she could, "Madame! I was stopped by Grindy Lowe, I couldn't find Gabrielle, where was she, she wasn't dead! ――”

"Sister!" The little girl's sweet voice came.

"Gabrielle!" Fleur rushed over and hugged her, "Thank goodness you're okay!" ”

"That brother saved me!" Gabrielle stretched out her hand and pointed at Mo Wen.

Fleur blushed, she walked to Mo Wen's side, kissed him, looked at Qiu who was standing on the side, and said in a low voice: "Wait for me in your room at night, I will repay you well." Then, without waiting for Mo Wen to react, he walked to Qiu's side again and whispered something in her ear. Qiu's face also turned red, he glanced at Mo Wen, and finally nodded.

After a while, Krum also walked back with a gloomy face, and he tried to talk to Hermione, but the latter obviously didn't know what he was thinking, and coped with a somewhat absent-minded "um," "oh", and his eyes were aimed at Mo Wen from time to time.

The last one was Harry, who had come back with Ron, but his face wasn't good when he learned that Mo Wen had rescued someone in less than ten minutes.

After everyone had returned, Dumbledore consulted for a moment with the spear-wielding fish-man, who was now trembling at the sight of it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have discussed and given each of the contestants a score, and it is now up to me to announce their scores." Finally Bagman stood up and said.

"Miss Fleur Delacul, though she made good use of the bubble spell, was attacked by Grindillo on her way to her target, and was unable to rescue the hostages, and we gave her twenty-five points." Fleur didn't look too sad, but a pair of beautiful eyes secretly looked at Mo Wen, and hurriedly took it back after being discovered.

"Mr. Krum didn't find the place where the target was tied within the allotted time, so we gave him forty points."

"Mr. Harry Potter also failed to rescue the hostages within the allotted time, so we also gave him forty points."

Harry and Krum were equally gloomy, but they both pouted and didn't say anything.

"In the end," Bagman paused, "Mr. Modi Guris rescued three hostages in less than ten minutes, but his actions interfered with several other players, so we gave him forty-five points. ”

"The third mission will begin at dusk on June 24." Bagman continued. "We will notify the participants one month in advance. Thank you for participating, and goodbye. “

The second task was over, and Mo Wen's eyes flashed with an inexplicable divine light, and he was about to start.

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Barty Crouch's mansion, where the fire was blazing, and a pale, middle-aged man sat motionless, like a statue, and almost everyone would have thought he was dead if it weren't for the occasional moving eye.

Suddenly, a face appeared in the fireplace that was burning, with blue hair, a handsome face, and most importantly, a pair of eyes that turned out to be gold and silver.

"Hey! Old Barty! How's it going? Mo Wen greeted with a smile.

The man's eyes moved, and he looked at the head emerging from the fireplace with a hideous face, "What are you still doing!" You rescued that rebel and forced me to stay at home, and now you want to taunt me again! ”

"Looks like you're quite energetic! When he scolds people, he is still full of anger. Mo Wen didn't care, and looked at old Barty, "Mr. Crouch, I came here this time to invite you to visit a very meaningful event, and of course, I also want you to bring some friends." ”

"What, would you like me to visit the last game of the Triwizard Tournament to add some color to your victory?" Crouch sneered.

Mo Wen shook his head, "No, it's not worth my bothering about such a trivial matter as the Triwizard Tournament, what I want to say is another big thing." ”

"Really?" Crouch was a little displeased, and no one would be happy when the game he worked so hard to make was said to be a trivial matter, "Then what else, I can't think of." ”

"The Dark Lord's Resurrection!" Mo Wen said lightly.

"What!" Crouch jumped up suddenly, "I know, you crazy people, you will never do anything good to save that rebel, how can old Guris have a son like you!" No, I'm going to sue Dumbledore, only he can stop this qiē! ”

Crouch drew his wand and looked at Mo Wen cautiously as he leaned towards the door.

"Dumbledore already knows," Crouch's body stiffened at Mo Wen's words, "and Voldemort's resurrection can be said to have been brought about by him, and he even planned to send Harry over." ”

"It can't be!" Crouch stared at Mo Wen deadly, as if trying to see the truth in his eyes. "Dumbledore, is he crazy?"

Mo Wen ignored him, and said to himself: "Last year, Dumbledore sent me to send Wormtail back to Voldemort, and I watched him come back to life almost step by step. ”

With a wicked smile, Mo Wen looked at Crouch and asked, "Do you know what I discovered in the process?" ”

Crouch's expression was a little blank, and he didn't answer Mo Wen's question, although he and Dumbledore were not all the way, but he also understood that only Dumbledore could fight against the Dark Lord, and now Dumbledore was doing this, which made him incomprehensible, and even a terrible thought came to his heart, do they want to be together-.

"Alas!" Seeing that Crouch did not cooperate, Mo Wen was somewhat disappointed, and seemed to see through the other party's thoughts, Mo Wen explained: "It's not what you think, Dumbledore found that he was getting old and his strength was declining, so for the final victory, he planned to resurrect Voldemort while he was still alive, and then arranged a qiē, he put his hope on the savior Harry." ”

After listening to Mo Wen's words, Crouch finally came to his senses, "Nonsense! Harry was only a child, and even if he escaped from Voldemort once, there wouldn't be a second time, and Guris you helped him do this, knowing that your father was—"

"Killed by Lucius, I know!" The smile on Mo Wen's face disappeared, "I saw it with my own eyes, that night!" ”

"Then you're going to do it!"

"Because I want to kill the Dark Lord too!" A bright smile appeared on Mo Wen's face again, "So you also need to resurrect him first." ”

"You! ――Who do you think you are? Crouch pointed at Mo Wen and was about to scold, but thinking of the strength that Mo Wen showed when he subdued him, he swallowed his words again.

"In terms of magic alone, I'm confident that I won't lose to Voldemort and Dumbledore, but I don't have as much experience as them, and if it's a life-and-death fight, I'll lose a lot!"

"Humph!" Crouch glanced at Mo Wen, and finally you still have a little self-knowledge.

But then Mo Wen's voice changed, "But when I resurrected the Dark Lord, I discovered his weakness, so I am confident that I can defeat him in the end." ”

Crouch's brow furrowed slightly, "So you agreed to Dumbledore's plan and planned to finish off Voldemort with him at the end?" ”

"No," Mo Wen looked at Crouch and said slowly, "I didn't plan to go along with Dumbledore, my plan was to kill the two of them when he and Voldemort were both defeated!" ”

"It can't be!" Apparently unable to accept this, Crouch shook his head.

"But it can't be that it doesn't matter, what matters is - when Voldemort rose, some pure-blood families chose to follow him, like the Malfoy family, some chose to follow Dumbledore, we Gurries, Longbottom, and Weasley are one of them, but there are also some pure-blood families that are neither on Dumbledore's side nor on Voldemort's side, and your Crouch family is one of them,", Mo Wen glanced at Crouch, who was in a trance, "You are pretending to fight against Voldemort, While pulling Dumbledore's hind legs behind his back, and as the war draws to a close, you are pushed out to fight for the position of minister, ready to snatch the fruits of victory, and the result-"

Crouch gritted his teeth, and naturally his son was in trouble, almost letting their faction's actions be discovered, and the benefits they had received flew away.

Mo Wen smiled and said: "I don't believe that there will be a fanatical Death Eater in a family that is firmly anti-Voldemort, how can you not see it after such a long battle, you are not blind." ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Crouch asked coldly.

"I'd like to see you, and of course, I have some friends here who want to see you—"