Chapter 447： Respective performance

Chapter 447

"Good luck, Harry." Hagrid whispered to Harry.

Afterwards, the four of them spread out in different directions and distributed around the maze.

At this time, Bagman pointed his magic wand to his throat and said "Sound loud and loud." His magically amplified voice echoed throughout the stand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the last match of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! I will read the current score! Harry Potter's total score of 85 points, ranking first now, he is The individual participant of this game, an unprecedented pioneering work in the Triwizard Tournament!"

Bagman's voice seemed very excited, and his excited tone conveyed the joy of infecting everyone.

The enthusiastic applause and cheers of the students stunned the birds of the Forbidden Forest. There were the sounds of birds and beasts and the sound of flapping wings.

"Cedric Diggory from Hogwarts, his total score is 75 points, and Victor Krum from Durmstrang, his total score is 75 points, and they are tied for second place. ." There was another round of applause and cheers.

"Florence Delacour from Boothbarton scored 70 points and ranked third."

It was still warm applause and cheers. The game continued until here. The students' hearts were no longer just about winning and losing. The performance of the Warriors can be seen in their eyes through the game, and they can feel the Warriors more. Charm.

Whether it is Victor Krum or Fleur Delacour, they are all at Hogwarts and have won the support of some students.

George watched this scene and nodded secretly. At this point, the Triwizard Tournament still played a good place. A long enough game for the participating warriors to be thoroughly and fully displayed in front of everyone.

Just like a reality show, everyone began to be infected by their charm and their personality. This is no longer a pure win-loss contest, and it is not only the first place that will receive attention.

The students of Hogwarts gave warm applause and cheers to every warrior.

"The warriors will enter the maze in order according to their grades. Now, Harry, listen to my whistle!" Bagman's loud voice resounded through the entire stand, "Three...two...—— "

With a short whistle, Harry rushed into the maze.

After a few minutes, it was Cedric and Krum who walked into the maze, and finally Fleur. One by one, the warriors entered the maze and started the game.

When the warriors all entered the maze, Dumbledore and the other referees stood up, and they pointed their wands towards the sky, and several silver beams gathered together to form a huge screen.

Four warriors appeared on the screen, and they had entered the maze.

The tall hedges cast a black shadow on the path, the hedges are high and dense, and the shadows on the screen are also blurred and looming under the shelter of the hedges.

The four warriors all held magic wands, and the gleam of light shone on the top of their magic wands, like a huge flashlight.

There are branches everywhere in the maze, the branches are connected to the fork road, and the fork road is full of traps and trees. The Warriors soon scattered on different forks because of different choices.

George found Harry at first sight. Today is the final game and Voldemort's most likely event. Maybe just in the middle of the game, maybe just at the end of the game.

They had previously discussed that Harry would not fight for the championship this round, but beware of possible attacks.

Once Voldemort appeared, he needed to protect himself. If possible, the matter of confronting Voldemort head-on is best left to Dumbledore. But if Dumbledore can't resist Voldemort, they must also act.

Harry in the maze behaved very cautiously. He carefully changed the side roads, trying to avoid those traps. He did not deliberately rush to find a way out, winning the game is not his goal. He is willing to give the honor of the game to others, and he must retain his strength to prepare for the next battle.

Then George set his sights on the others.

The other warriors only knew about the game of concentration. They all wanted to get out of the maze as soon as possible. They all walked in a hurry, using magic that could point the direction.

The center of the maze is in the northwest direction. Following the direction indicated by the magic wand, the warriors all walked in the same direction. As they progressed, the layout and traps on the road began to be revealed.

The audience outside the stadium is more anxious than the warriors in the stadium, they can not feel the atmosphere in the maze. Only the looming figures of the warriors on the screen can be seen, which makes them a little fidgety and impatient.

"Why is Harry so slow? He was the first to enter the maze, and he was almost behind. Why didn't he hurry up?" A Gryffindor student complained because of his great advantage. , He doesn't need to rush to the front, he just needs to wait for others to solve the maze without falling too many points. In the end, the champion is his. "A student who seemed a little clever said his speculation.

"But shouldn't the Warriors move forward? How can you calculate this way? This is too undecent." Someone said angrily.

"There are always winners and losers in the game, if you can win, why do you want to lose, if you have a huge advantage, you should use your own advantage." Some people argued disapprovingly.

The students in the stands couldn't see the specific situation clearly, and had to guess what the warriors were thinking.

No matter what they are thinking, they can't interfere with the contestants at all. The Warriors are all solving their troubles.

As the maze deepened, the danger became more and more. Cedric had just walked through a trap and escaped several red hat attacks. He immediately ran into a new problem, a huge fried snail.

He didn't deal with the magic of creatures with giant armor. Most of the magic was not destructive enough to damage them through the solid shell of the snails.

Cedric had to run away, he used a trap to slow the speed of the snails, and quickly ran into a fork.

Furong was also in trouble. From the screen, when she avoided a swamp, she ignored the dangers hidden in the swamp. The vines of a cannibal tree dragged her feet and hung her up. To make matters worse, her wand slipped from her hand in a panic, and she completely lost the ability to resist.

"She's out." George said softly. "The swamps are all accompanied by creatures that hunt in the swamps. It may be crocodiles, beasts, and terrible plants. She was too careless, and even the wand fell, this It failed completely."

(To be continued.)