Chapter 402: Drill Heart Mantra

They walked into the Quidditch pitch, which had become completely unrecognizable. A twenty-foot-high hedge encloses the edge of the field. There was a gap in front of them, and it was clear that they were going to enter the labyrinth through this gap.

Five minutes later, the stands were filled with the sound of excited conversations and footsteps. The sky is still a clear deep blue, but the stars are beginning to appear. Hagrid, Professor Moody, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick walked into the playground and walked towards them. Their hats are adorned with a large red star, but Hagrid does not, he is wearing a cape with a large red star.

"We will patrol outside the maze. Professor McGonagall said to them, "If you get stuck, shoot red sparks into the sky in the labyrinth, and we'll have someone to help you, understand?"

Louis and they all nodded, this is a matter of their own lives, of course they can't be mistaken.

"Alright, you guys go!" Bagman said to the four patrolmen.

"Good luck, Harry, Louis. Hagrid whispered.

Then the four patrolmen walked away in different directions, distributed around the maze.

Bagman pointed his wand at his throat and said "Loud voice," and his magically amplified voice echoed through the stands.

"Ladies, gentlemen, the final game of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me explain the current score! Louis Pendragon and Harry Potter are tied for first place with eighty-five points!" The cheers and applause startled the birds of the Forbidden Forest. "Victor Krum scored 80 points, he's second!" was another round of applause, but Karkaroff on the bench didn't look so good, apparently still thinking his student shouldn't be second. "Finally, Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons Academy, she's number three!"

Unlike the other Warriors, Bagman didn't report the score this time. Although everyone knows that Fleur's results are very low compared to the other three warriors. However, everyone applauded very politely. After all, Fleur is a girl, and a very beautiful girl.

"Now, Harry and Louis, listen to my whistle!" Bagman said, "Three-two-one-"

With a short whistle, Louis didn't run straight towards the gap like Harry did. He quickly pulled out his wand, cast a light spell on himself, and in the blink of an eye, he overtook Harry, and rushed headlong into the labyrinth to Harry's surprised eyes.

The tall hedges cast a dark shadow on the path, and the moment Louis entered, the lively discussion of the surrounding audience disappeared at once.

"Is it true that it's not an ordinary hedge, but a magic one?" muttered Louis. Originally, Luis's idea was to forcibly open a way out directly, regardless of whether you were a labyrinth or not. But looking at the current situation, God knows what the consequences of forced demolition will be, so let's honestly walk this broken labyrinth.

"Fluorescent flickering!" Louis heard Harry's voice not far away.

"Show me the way!" Louis said as he put his wand in the palm of his hand.

It's a way-pointing spell, a wand developed for those who are obsessed with the way. Of course, it's not that I'm afraid that wizards will get lost and can't get out, after all, almost all wizards can fly, at least riding broomsticks. This spell is like a more accurate positioning, more like GPS, which can help you accurately plan your route to a certain place.

But soon Louis's brow furrowed, his wand kept spinning in his hand, and it was clear that he was not at the end of the labyrinth, and there was no Goblet of Fire in front of him.

Louis grabbed the wand in his hand, and it was clear that the magic was not working now. He tried to use the Flying Charm to get himself flying, but the field seemed to be limited in his ability to fly, and his feet were just a few centimeters off the ground before he immediately returned to the ground.

"Alas...," Louis sighed, for now, he had to go casually, hoping that his luck would not be too bad.

Louis has been walking forward with his man's sixth sense, taking out countless fried tail snails and a boggart along the way. He still doesn't seem to be making much progress, he always feels like he's spinning, he's not here to help Hagrid with unwanted pets!

"Ahh

Louis changed his leisurely pace and sped quickly towards the left corner. When he reached his destination, he found Fleur lying on the ground in pain, while Krum was staring at her with a vicious expression and pointing his wand at her, as if he was planning to cast another spell.

"Faint!" Louis pointed and shot a stun spell at Krum.

With a "bang", Krum fell to the ground in a daze.

"Miss Delacour, are you alright?" asked Louis, who walked over to Fleur and half-crouched. At the same time, his right hand was tightly clutched in his wand and hid behind him, although he didn't plan to do this kind of tasteless thing as killing his opponent and letting them out, but this did not mean that he was completely at ease with the other party. What if the two of them are together and want to cheat themselves?

"Gram.......... Lu ....... "Fleur looks so miserable now that she can't even speak," he ......... Drill......... ...... Spell"

Louis glanced at Krum, who had been put to the ground by himself, and according to Fleur's current appearance, and the clues in her words, if it was connected in this way, it was clear that Krum had cast a Diamond Heart Charm on her in order to send Fleur away.

But there is one thing that Luis doesn't understand, although the Triwizard Tournament is very important. But to put it bluntly, it's just a game. The use of the Unforgivable Curse of the Diamond Heart Spell is punishable by imprisonment in Azkaban........ It's as incredible as blocking your family's assets worth hundreds of thousands of Galleons in order to win a few Galleons.

And Fleur doesn't look like she's pretending, and if it's just to seduce him, it's fair to say that their plan has failed. The most favorable proof of this was the wand that Fleur was two meters away! he wasn't weak enough to be knocked out by a bare-handed girl.