Chapter 468： The Return of the Hero【18/39】

Chapter 468

George looked at the people on the ground, and said in an uncertain tone, "It seems that he is not the one who died. He survived and stayed hidden. This time he returned to Hogwarts with the compound decoction, the top three. He probably replaced the trophy in the tournament."

For all this, he was just guessing, after all, he had forgotten most of the plot in Harry Potter. And all the time, he has never expected to rely on the so-called plot. All his actions are based on the information he knows, rather than relying on those vague memories.

It is not only the butterfly effect, but also that he is an adult. It is impossible for him to rely on luck for his destiny and the hand of fate controlled by others.

He summoned a rope, trapped Little Batty firmly, released his wand, and let Harry drag him out of the maze.

At this time, the teachers and students in the stands were almost crazy. They were like prisoners waiting for the sentence, counting down their lives and waiting for the arrangements of fate.

From the explosion and roar at the beginning, to the rooster crowing afterwards, and finally the rooster crowing stopped, and the whole world was silent.

The entire labyrinth is only left with broken walls, sinking pits, and billowing smoke.

They opened their eyes vigorously, just wanting to see something, but they couldn't see anything. They didn't dare to step forward, whether it was the explosion just now or the gaze of the demon basilisk, any damage would be enough to destroy a wizard, and they didn't even have the qualifications to watch the battle.

They can only wait, they can only pray, waiting for the hero's battle, and praying for the hero's victorious return.

The faint red clouds on the horizon have been dyed gold, golden light reflected from the water surface, and the world walked out of darkness.

The golden sun shines on the sky, and the world finally shines.

With warmth and expectation, the teachers and students at Hogwarts feel a sense of peace, "Maybe...maybe..."

The silence at this time is their happiness, as long as they know that Voldemort has not succeeded, and he has not heard his wild laugh, there is still hope in the world, and perhaps the worst will not happen.

Facing the golden sun, a vague figure appeared in the ruined wall in the distance. The figure was tall and burly.

"It's George." Ron boldly used an eagle eye technique on himself, and he saw that it was George and Harry and Hermione.

At this moment, his clenched fists were finally released, and he realized that he was already stiff and cold.

He waited here anxiously and waited for too long, he was terrified for too long, this situation is really too bad for him. He was supposed to be with his friends, whether he was fighting together or dying together, he should stand there, standing beside his friends.

But very helpless, no one had thought that Voldemort would become a basilisk in advance, just as Voldemort hadn't thought in advance that, besides Dumbledore, there was someone who could stop him.

The death gaze of the basilisk is extremely dangerous, and a wizard who has not prepared anti-death items in advance has no qualifications to look directly at it. Ren Ron was full of enthusiasm, but he didn't have extra death-proof sunglasses.

No matter how unwilling he was, he could only stand aside obediently just now. Quietly resigned to fate, seeing friends go to fight.

As Ron shouted, everyone saw it, and there were golden figures walking from the horizon, it was George Soros, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger.

They seem to be dragging something, could it be Voldemort?

The teachers quickly ran off the stands and ran towards them quickly. The students hurriedly followed behind them, hurriedly crowding.

They rushed to meet him quickly, and they immediately focused on the man Harry was dragging. The man had pale skin, slightly freckles, and a light yellow hair.

They showed disappointed expressions, it was a pity that they were not the person they imagined.

"It's Barty Crouch, isn't he dead a long time ago?" Connelly Fudge said in surprise, and then he saw the suit on Barty's body and the hip flask on his waist, and he suddenly realized it. Said, "He didn't even die. He pretended to be Moody. He has been lurking at Hogwarts."

He turned his gaze to Dumbledore, who was walking slowly behind him, and he said sharply, "Dumbledore, you must explain what happened today. Whether Voldemort's resurrection has anything to do with you, did you plan in private? what."

"Why did this damned Death Eater appear at Hogwarts and become the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts? What are you doing behind the scenes?"

The other teachers and students all looked at Connery Fudge with disgusted eyes. The famous Minister of Magic, when Voldemort returned, was so scared that he shivered, and he dared not even enter the maze Stay honestly in the stands.

And now, Voldemort was beaten away, and he immediately restored the pretense of the Minister of Magic, even daring to show off.

Xu Ye saw other people's dissatisfaction, and Cornelius Fudge coughed and immediately changed his tone. He said in a gentle tone.

"What I mean is that too many things happened today, too many accidents happened, we need to know the truth, we need to know everything, so that we can deal with the next thing."

He is not a strong person, for the strong, he has always maintained respect. Whether it was dealing with Dumbledore or George Soros, he could correct his attitude.

But the previous incidents really surprised him and frightened him too much. He could no longer control his emotions. The current situation is not something he can handle. He has to find someone to advise and rely on.

Cornelius Fudge immediately turned his gaze to George, and he said in a flattering voice, "Mr. Soros, it's up to you today. Voldemort has been resurrected, he has become stronger, and the world is about to be solemn by his darkness. Thanks to you, and thanks to you defeating Voldemort."

"By the way, is he dead?" Fudge said in an expectant tone, and he pricked his ears, eager to hear the affirmative answer.

If Voldemort dies, everything is back to the original state, and everything can be as if it had never happened. As for Cedric's death, who cares about those things.

Although the others were dissatisfied with Fudge's attitude, they all raised their ears at this time, and they were very concerned about whether Voldemort was dead. They were extremely eager to hear the answer, with a trace of anxiety in their hearts, not seeing Voldemort's body, this was not a reassuring situation.

(To be continued.)