"But...... No one attacked me all year," Harry said, "and no one did anything to me—"

"Aside from putting your name on the Fire Cup list," Hermione said, "they must be doing this for a reason, Harry, Snape is right, maybe they're waiting for their time, maybe they're on a job to catch you." ”

"Look," said Harry impatiently, "their purpose for today is obvious, Mr. Crouch, but the relationship between me and me ......"

"But what if you die on a mission?" said Van Lin suddenly.

"That's right, Harry, Crouch is the one in charge of the Three Witches Fighting Competition, and they attacked Mr. Crouch, it seems that Mr. Crouch escaped, they controlled Mr. Crouch early, it's not difficult to understand, their target is you, get your name into the Goblet of Fire, maybe through Mr. Crouch's identity. ”

"So, what is their purpose? Kill me?"

"Harry, I don't understand," Hermione said dejectedly, "I just know that there's a whole bunch of weird things going on that I don't like...... Moody was right - Sirius was right - you should train for the third mission right away, right away. Also, you should stop Sirius's previous instructions, and we should all try not to leave the castle......"

When Harry had to stay indoors, Hogwarts had never been so attractive to him. Over the next few days, whenever he had time, he would either go to the library with Hermione and Van Lin to look up spells, or sneak into the classroom to practice.

Harry was concentrating on the stun spell, something he had never used before. The trouble was that to practice it, Ron, Verlin, and Hermione had to make sacrifices.

However, as long as Van Lin defended, it was Harry who suffered, which seemed to affect Harry's practice somewhat.

In fact, Van Lin didn't want to waste time, and Ron was perfectly up to the task.

"Can't we kidnap Mrs. Loris (Filch's cat)?" suggested Ron at lunch on Monday, lying on all fours in the middle of the Charms classroom, having been knocked unconscious and woken up by Harry five times in a row.

"Let's stun her a few times, or you can call Dobby, I bet he's willing to do anything for you, I'm not complaining or anything," - he stood up cautiously, rubbing his back - "but my whole body hurts......"

"You, you're always misaligning the mats!" Hermione said impatiently, readjusting the pile.

The mats were left in the cupboard by Velliver and were used to practice the expulsion spell. "Try falling backwards!"

"When you're dazed, of course you can't be right!" Ron said angrily, "Why don't you come and replace me?"

"Well, I think Harry has learned. Hermione hurriedly said, "We don't have to worry about the 'disarm' spell, he would have been a long time ago...... I think we should practice some of these mantras tonight. ”

She looked down at the list they had listed in the library. "This one looks good," she said, "the 'Barrier Charm', it can stop things that want to attack you, Harry, and we'll start with that." ”

The bell rang, and they hurriedly tucked the mats back into the cupboard and slipped out of the class.

"We'll see you at dinner!" said Hermione, as she and Van Lin were on their way to Alisty's Moncey, while Harry and Ron were on their way to the North Tower.

Pillars of golden light streamed through the skylights of the hallway, and the sky outside was a bright blue. It's like a layer of glaze.

"Professor Tronie's room was so hot that she never took the fire out. Ron said.

They walked down the stairwell towards the silver ladder and trapdoor. He was right.

It was surprisingly hot in the dimly lit room, and the smoke coming out of the incense was thicker than before.

Harry's head was dizzy, and he opened a crack in the curtain of one of the windows while Professor Trawney was looking elsewhere.

A breeze blew in, and he felt more comfortable, and sat back in his chintz-covered armchair.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Professor Trauney said as she sat in her winged chair, her peculiar eyes wide open as she surveyed them, "we have finished learning planetary divination. Today we have an excellent opportunity to observe the activity of Mars, which is now orbiting to a very interesting position. If you're all ready, I'll put out these lights......"

She waved her wand, and all the lights went out, only the firelight beating.

Professor Trauney bent down from under his chair and pulled out a miniature of the solar system encased in glass.

It was a beautiful thing, many moons shimmering around the nine planets and the blazing sun, all hanging in the air, the air thin inside the glass cover.

Harry lazily watched Professor Trauney point out that Mars was at a fascinating angle to Neptune.

The thick smoke of the incense was intoxicating, and the breeze outside the window caressed Harry's face softly, and he seemed to hear a bug buzzing behind the curtains. His eyelids began to fall......

He rode on the back of an owl and soared into the blue sky, and soon an old ivy-covered house appeared on the mountainside.

They flew lower and lower, and the wind was comfortably blowing in Harry's face. They swooped in through a dark, broken window on the second floor, through the eerie hallway, with a room at the end...... When I entered the door, it was really dark in the room, and all the windows were nailed by wooden planks......

Harry climbed off the owl's back...... He struggled to see what was in the room, and the owl flapped its wings and flew to a chair with its back to him...... There seemed to be two dark shadows on the ground next to the chair...... Writhing non-stop...... One of them is a giant serpent...... The other is personal......

A thin man dressed in black, with a pointed nose, trembling all over...... He gasped and sobbed on the carpet in front of the hearth......

"This is bad, Peters," a high-pitched, cold voice came from under the chair where the owl had fallen.

"At the same time, you're very lucky, really. Your mistakes didn't ruin everything. He went mad and his soul was shattered. ”

"Oh my God!" the man on earth gasped, "Oh my God, I ...... I am so happy...... It's sad too......"

"Nagini," said a cold voice, "you're unlucky, I can't give you Wentyre, after all...... But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...... And Harry. Potter ...... "The serpent hissed, and Harry could see its tongue swallowing.

"Now, Peters," said the cold voice, "remind you again why I can't stand your mistakes anymore......"

"Oh my God...... No...... I beg you......" A wand stretched out from under the chair, and it patted Peters.

"Grucio. The cold voice said.

Peters screamed as if every nerve in his body was burning, Harry's ears filled with screams, the scar on his forehead began to burn, and he began to scream......

Voldemort would have heard him and would have known what he was there......