Louis led Harry to the end of the maze, and after solving a giant eight-eyed spider monster at the end, the trophy was quietly placed on the ground in front of Louis and Harry.

"Luis, grab the trophy and let's go out. Harry glanced at the trophy and said to Louis.

"Did you really just let it go to me?" asked Louis.

"That's right, you've helped me so much. What's more, almost all of those traps were solved by you, and I just ran two steps after you. Harry said.

"How about we take it together?" said Louis suddenly.

"Although I appreciate that you have thought of me........... But I feel that you deserve this glory. Louis hesitated, then rejected Louis's offer.

"No, no, no.........." Louis shook his head and said seriously, "I don't think it's that simple...... And, there is exactly a bold conjecture........ I hope you can help me. ”

"Really?" Harry was obviously tempted, and although he felt that the championship belonged to Louis, it didn't mean that he really didn't have any desire for the championship.

"Of course. Louis affirmed.

"Okay then....... Listen to your .........," Harry said through gritted teeth.

"I counted to three, and then we grabbed the trophy together. Louis said to Harry, "One-two-three-"

Louis and Harry grabbed one of the handles of the trophy, and then Louis felt himself being sucked by something he didn't know. His feet were off the ground, but his hands were completely unfree from the trophy as if they had been coated with strong glue, and it was dragging Louis and Harry forward in the wind and swirling colors.

Louis felt his feet touch the ground, and then he subconsciously rolled on the ground, carefully surveying everything around him.

"What's going on, where are we, Louis?" Harry struggled to his feet.

Louis shook his head, then walked over and pulled Harry to his feet.

Obviously, this is no longer a Hogwarts school. The surrounding mountains and trees were gone, replaced by a dark, overgrown cemetery, and the black outline of a chapel behind a tall yew tree on the right. And on the left is a hill with a delicate old house on it.

"It seems..... Things really went in the worst direction. Louis said in a calm tone.

"Is this part of the program, Luis?" Harry looked around nervously, feeling very insecure now, like a little sheep stared at by a hungry wolf.

"Obviously, the trophy was dropped and replaced with a portkey. Louis shrugged his shoulders and said, "If I'm guessing correctly, it's that guy who controls Krum, and he probably wants to kill me and Fleur through Krum, and then make you the champion to get this portkey." ”

"Me?" asked Harry, surprised, "who would go to such great lengths for me? I don't think anyone in the wizarding world hates me that much other than Snape and Malfoy, right?" ”

"You're getting something wrong. Louis whispered, "Snape hates you, but that doesn't mean he wants you dead, and there's no way he could do something this big to scare you." And Malfoy's words.......... For the same reason, he didn't have the ability to do this. ”

"Who else? I don't remember anyone I've offended?" Harry thought with a frown.

"Alas........" Louis sighed deeply, and sure enough, since Ron and Harry reconciled, Harry's IQ had plummeted.

At this moment, a figure came out of the darkness in the distance. The figure appeared to be short, and was wearing a hooded cloak that covered his face. As he got closer, the distance between them narrowed, and Louis could clearly see that he was holding what looked like a baby in his hand.

The figure stood five feet in front of them and stopped, just as Harry suddenly crouched down in pain with his head clutched, and even the wand in his hand slipped to the ground.

"Get out of the way. A cold figure came from the figure.

The black figure raised his wand and shouted at Luis, "Avada for your life!"

As his words fell, a strong green light struck Louis from the tip of the figure's staff. As if he knew the other party was going to attack him, Louis quickly dodged to the side, causing the spell to fail.

"What a fool! I can't even do this little thing!" the cold voice continued.

"I'm sorry, master. A panicked voice came, and the figure looked like it wanted to do it again, to make up for its mistake.

"Mr. Voldemort, are you sure you want to be the enemy of the Pendragons?" said Louis, staring coldly at the dark shadow in front of him, to be precise, at the baby in the dark shadow's arms.

"Wait........" said in a cold voice, and then the black figure stopped moving, "Pendragon?

"That's right. Louis patted the ash on his body and said.

"Oh...... Louis....... What's wrong with Louis....... What's going on......." Harry clutched his head and stood up in pain, he went up and endured great pain.

"Nothing, just a friendly exchange with the host here. Louis said calmly.

"But I just saw a green spell........... It's like Arvada......" Harry said bitterly.

"Avada's Curse, that's right, that spell was made by the servant of the gentleman in front of you. Louis said as he looked at the baby in the figure's arms.

Harry forced himself to keep his eyes open and look at the situation around him, and Louis said that the guy on the other side had used the Death Curse just now, which meant that the other party definitely wanted to kill them. If he was still rolling on the ground in pain, Louis couldn't help him.

"I guess we might as well have a good talk? After all, you don't seem to be in great shape. Louis squinted, unsure of what he was thinking.

The other side fell silent, as if pondering the feasibility of Louis's words. What was supposed to be an almost perfect plan seemed to have an irreversible deviation with the arrival of Louis.