"Professor, don't..."

Just as **, something was about to happen, there was a sudden noise outside the tent, followed by a green light, and the screams of the crowd.

Lockhart suddenly came to his senses, he didn't come to the World Cup final to play with little girls, he came to try to ruin the plot - kill Barty Crouch Jr. As long as he is killed, the plot of the Goblet of Fire will no longer exist, and if Harry is protected, Voldemort's resurrection will be far away, and he will be able to teach for a few years in peace.

He pulled Pandora up, and the little girl's expression was confused, and her clothes were ripped loose. "I'm sorry Pandora, I was impulsive, I didn't want to do anything, there seems to be some situation outside, let's eat and see. As he spoke, he helped Pandora straighten her clothes, and then pulled her out of the tent with her limp legs, and Pandora leaned limply against Lockhart.

Outside was full of people running and screaming, and after a few tents were set on fire, the situation became out of control.

"Let's go, be careful. Lockhart took the little girl in his arms and ran with the crowd towards the forest.

Running closer to the forest, Lockhart heard the voices of Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy.

――

"Hermione is a witch. Harry yelled.

"Be less nosy, Potter," said Malf with a wicked grin, "if you think they can't tell a mongrel, go ahead." ”

"Pay attention to your words!" shouted Ron. Everyone in the room knew that "mongrel" was a very offensive word for a witch or wizard of Muggle descent.

Lockhart approached and coughed a few times.

Malfoy saw Lockhart and immediately shut up.

Hermione shouted in surprise, "Professor, I'm glad you're okay." ”

Harry burst out laughing.

Lockhart was the Great Khan: "Of course I'm fine, Hermione, can't you change your lines?" ”

"Well, okay, people are really happy. Hermione saw Pandora beside Lockhart, and the blood on Pandora's face hadn't subsided yet, "What's the matter with Fudge-san?" Hermione felt like her heart was about to break.

"Ahem, Pandora was in my tent talking to me about the game when the riot happened. ”

"Talking about the game?" Hermione's tone was unabashedly skeptical, but she immediately realized that she wasn't qualified to ask such a detailed question, "Oh, well, the game was exciting, wasn't it." ”

"yes, it was a great game, but Professor, I lost my wand!" Harry replied.

"How did I teach you in class, your head can be broken and you can bleed, and you can't take your wand off!" Lockhart was a little angry.

"Probably in a tent. Ron said.

"Maybe while we were running, it fell out. Hermione said nervously.

"Yes," Harry said, "probably ......"

A rustling sound made them all jump and twinkle, the maid elf, struggling to find their way through the trees. She was in a most bizarre state. Obviously, she was in great difficulty, as if there was an invisible person trying to get her back.

"There are bad wizards everywhere!" she squeaked frantically, and after she got out, she continued to run as hard as she could.

She ran out of breath and disappeared into the woods.

"What is she doing?" Ron looked at Twinkle curiously, "Why can't she run on the road?"

"I bet she shouldn't have been allowed to hide. Harry said, "Every time a house-elf does something that his master's house doesn't allow, he's going to be beaten." ”

"You know, right? servant elves are treated very cruelly!" Hermione said indignantly, "It's slavery. When Mr. Crouch called her to the top of the gymnasium, she freaked out. He frightened her, so she couldn't even run when they dismantled the tents! Why can't she do something for them?"

"Well, elves are happy like that, aren't they?" said Ron, "and you've heard Twilight say 'maid elves can't be happy,' which means she likes to be dictated. ”

"It's people like you," Hermione said angrily, "to prop up this rotten, unfair system because you're so lazy......"

"Let's keep walking, shall we?" said Ron. Harry saw him staring at Hermione angrily. Perhaps Malf was right, Hermione was more dangerous than they were. They set off again, and Harry was still searching in his pocket, even though he knew the wand was no longer there.

Suddenly, a strange spell came from the woods.

"Mosmored!"

A green light rose from the depths of the trees, bursting out of the darkness with a huge, glowing green thing. Harry tried to see through it as hard as it could, and it began to rise, past the treetops, into the sky.

"What is this?" asked Ron.

Lockhart realized that the target had appeared, and he let go of Pandora's grip, drew his heart wand, and summoned the magic power of his whole body, turning into a white light in the eyes of everyone, and flying towards the place where the spell was cast, leaving a pile of stunned people.

"What's wrong with the professor, what's that. Pandora asked scaredly.

"Who's there?"

"It's the Dark Mark, Harry!" Hermione seemed frightened, "It's—it's—it's the 'Mystery Man' sign!"

"Voldemort?" Harry startled.

"Did the professor beat that guy?" Ron asked sullenly.

"No, the professor is definitely no match for the mystery man, go and help him!" Hermione was very sober even if she admired Lockhart again.

Lockhart summoned all his magic and quickly flew to the scene, where a dark shadow dropped a wand and prepared to escape.

"Avada asks for his life!" without hesitation, the death curse needs to be full of killing intent on the enemy before it can be released, the first time Lockhart wants to kill someone and kill him, it shows that it is feasible to take the initiative to change the plot according to his ideas, Lockhart is very insecure, and he urgently needs to prove it.

The black shadow was startled, and quickly pulled out his wand, and used the same death curse to knock Lockhart's spell away, Lockhart pressed over step by step, if he couldn't even beat little Barty, how could he change the plot?