The rain hit their heads.

The thunder faded and the vision turned back to darkness.

The chill that emanated from their internal organs froze their bodies stiff.

That moment just now

Is it a hallucination?

When did such a dangerous and cruel dark wizard appear in Great Britain again?

There was a boom, and another flash of thunder flashed.

Once again, the small space was lit up, and it was still the same person, still littered with corpses, and dead babies looking as stiff and cold as they were.

Not an illusion.

"Gollum!" The sound of them swallowing saliva was particularly clear in the noisy rain.

They are the officials of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic.

This was supposed to be handled by the Reverse Chance Magic Incident Team, but the scale of the Weather Spell was so large that it enveloped the entire town, and the Aurors were all on their way to Hogwarts again.

And this errand fell on them.

"Weather Charms" are not very dangerous in many magical events, but they are very troublesome and usually appear indoors - most wizards' homes will cast weather spells on the ceiling.

Outside is rarely seen, and when it does, it's almost certain that it's the little wizard's magical agitation.

That's why.

The two of them took the initiative to ask for help, and they didn't want to stay in the boring Ministry of Magic all the time on duty at night.

What kind of trouble can it be?

Right now

They just want to slap themselves in the face.

What does the Lord move?

Why is it bad to do it, but you have to take on the job? Up and down the Ministry of Magic, who is like the two of them, rushing to work? Is it good to fish in troubled waters? Retribution!

Take the initiative to work, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!

At this moment, they deeply understood the words of their predecessors.

If you can go back alive, you can love whoever you love with this thing at work!

Rainwater washes.

The two of them looked at each other, less than a meter away, and even in such a dim situation, they could see each other's eyes clearly and feel the message in each other's eyes.

They nodded heavily.

A moment later.

One of them pulls out his leg and runs to and fro.

The other raised his wand: "Listen to the dark wizard inside, we won't be afraid of you!" ”

"We're the elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, let's get caught!"

Smack-

The man who ran backwards fell to the ground.

He looked back in a panic and looked at his companion in surprise, how dare you and how dare you say such a thing?

It was a vicious dark wizard who had killed at least dozens of people, including a baby.

Will he be afraid of the Ministry of Magic?

Normal people are not afraid, but can such an evil dark wizard be afraid?

Finished!

I really can't make it!

Harry waved his wand as the thunder and lightning subsided, he then uttered the incantation "Fluorescent Flash".

Fluorescent-colored light.

The corpses and babies were left with a miserable white, ashes-like coat.

There is no sound of rain, and the silence is even more eerie.

"What do you want to do?" The man who fell to the ground struggled, his hands and feet were weak, and he could not get up, and the man who stood trembled, and his feet slipped and slipped in the mud, and he also fell.

"I'm telling you, we're from the Ministry of Magic!"

"Professor Dumbledore's student."

"Professor Dumbledore, you should know, the greatest White Wizard, he has defeated two Dark Lords!"

"Oh, and Mr. Potter, he killed that mysterious man, and we're good friends."

They shouted at the top of their voices, and it seemed that only their vocal cords had any strength left in their bodies, and they all took them out, trying to use these well-known names in the wizarding world to repel the unknown dark wizard.

The "Dark Wizard" laughed, softly.

The two of them were creepy.

Could it be that this dark wizard is not afraid of those two people?

"I don't know if you two are still my friends." This word reached their ears.

The meaning of it makes their brains shut down.

Dumbfounded, he watched as the "dark wizard" pulled his wand closer, letting the "fluorescent flicker" shine on his face—black hair, handsome face, amber pupils.

It's Harry Potter.

They did not rejoice, or even greater fear, welling up in their hearts.

Finished!

The legendary savior, the boy who never died, and the heir to Gryffindor has also become a dark wizard.

It's all Rita Skeeter!

What kind of article did you write about Mr. Potter before?

It turned out to be good

"Don't look like that." Harry whispered, "I'm not a dark wizard, I'm just fighting back. ”

"Use your brains."

"Of course, I assume that all of you Ministry of Magic employees have brains."

"Tonight is the final round of the Triwizard Tournament, and under normal circumstances, I would be at school at this moment."

The two of them reconnected in their heads and nodded thoughtfully.

It seems like

That is true?

But why

They think it clearly, but they have more and bigger doubts.

"So that's not the case." Harry waved his wand and the Triwizard trophy swirled around him, "Someone has cast a spell on the trophy and lured me here in an attempt to do something to me, a fifteen-year-old boy. ”

A Ministry of Magic official hesitated to guess: "Priest? ”

"Nope." Harry shook his head, and with another wave of his wand, he removed the Shadow Lock.

"Go back and inform Fudge and let him come to Hogwarts."

"As for these things here"

He looked around, his gaze falling on the small baby corpse in the chair, "Do you have anything with you that casts the Traceless Stretching Charm?" ”

The two of them shook their heads.

How could that kind of thing be something that an ordinary official like them, who is not even a chief of staff, can have.

Harry sighed.

He took out the pocket that had once loaded the motorcycle, and with a flick of his wand, he put the baby's corpse inside—the pocket hadn't been used in months, and the Sorting Hat loved the new body and hadn't been back in the hat for a long time.

"When you go back, let Fudge come to Hogwarts immediately." Harry's wand clicked, and the Triumph continued to fly towards him.

The two Ministry of Magic officials nodded in response.

Harry's hand had just touched the Top Three trophy, the portkey spell on it had not yet expired, and with a snap of his navel, the magic twist carried him back into the labyrinth.

Hogwarts was in a state of panic, but the Triwizard Tournament did not stop.

In order to avoid further panic and to avoid disgrace, the Ministry of Magic has repeatedly checked and failed to find that the top three trophies have been secretly cast with the "Portkey" spell.

If this were to be said, the reputation of the Ministry of Magic would plummet, even if it didn't have much in the first place.

The most critical.

If the game is aborted like this, the bet will be aborted.

He was busy with this matter and paid a lot of costs, if he lost, he would have to lose half of the money he earned in the second round, how could he be willing to do it?

Ludo can only explain that this is a test of the top three trophies, and only by passing the test can he really lift the trophy.

From the referee's bench, Dumbledore and Karkaroff were nowhere to be seen.

Among the first responders, Snape and Professor Flitwick were also missing.

They're investigating.

If the final result is not satisfactory, it will only stop the game.

Krum and Fleur don't know anything about it, and they're still carefully preparing the trap.

The moment Harry landed.

The Gryffindors exclaimed.

Ludo also immediately caught this message, and breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice became relaxed and natural: "We see that Mr. Potter has finally passed the test of the top three trophies!" ”

"He's back safely!"

"Wet, it looks like he's underwater, he must have had a very unpleasant experience."

The lion cubs cheered.

Hermione and Penny breathed a sigh of relief.

"Harry is safe?" Penny's voice was blank.

Hermione nodded, "Yes, but I'll have to wait for him to come out and check it out."

"Aha, are wizards so unreliable?" Fennon also began to curse strongly, "I should have known"

On the referee's bench.

Ludo didn't have his eyebrows dancing for long, he raised his wrist, glanced at the time, and his heart immediately rose to his throat: "Mr. Potter, he, he spent too much time in the test of the Triwizard Cup, it took more than thirty minutes. ”

"Now, he has a maximum of eight minutes to take the top three trophy out of the maze, otherwise it will be more than an hour."

Many young wizards were infected by Ludo's emotions and became scared.

But they soon reacted.

The third project, it seems, there is no time limit, what about an hour

It's not who brings out the top three trophies, who is the ultimate winner?

It doesn't matter how long it takes.

Ludo felt bitter in his heart, and looked up at the curtain with a prayerful look on his face.

If it doesn't take more than an hour, he still has to earn, but if it is more than an hour. He only has to lose money.

On the curtain.

Harry walked quickly as he followed the path he had come from towards the outside of the labyrinth.

It took him eighteen minutes to get here, and it took him only five minutes to get back.

Ludo's eyes were shining.

There were three minutes left, and as long as Krum and Delacul's trap couldn't stop Harry for three minutes, he would still be able to make money.

Labyrinth.

Harry passed without any obstacles, the Sphinx and other magical animals disappeared on the way, and even the magical plants hid from him.

Before he came to a fork in the road, he suddenly stopped.

Ahead, there is the magical aura of hibiscus.

He waved his wand, and the two pieces of gravel on the ground twisted and turned into two rabbits, jumping and jumping over, touching the magic, and the cold air erupted, and in an instant the two rabbits were frozen into ice sculptures.

The temperature was not very low, and the rabbit in the ice sculpture was still moving its eyes with vigor and fear.

Harry walked over.

There is a second magic trap ahead.

Although Fleur is a beautiful baby, she does not have the same rich hunting experience as the centaurs, and the traps she has laid are very clumsy, and they are placed in the corners where they should be placed.

I almost didn't put up a board next to the trap and write the words "This is the trap, hurry up and step on it".

Maybe the effect would be even better if such a board was erected.

It didn't work for Harry, and it didn't stop him from having much time to get through smoothly.

Ludo waved his hand fiercely, his expression bright: "That's right, Mr. Potter is like that!" ”

There's another chapter, I'll post it early