Chapter 679

"But No one attacked me for a whole year, "Harry said." Nobody did anything to me - "

" except put your name on the Goblet of fire list, "Hermione said." there must be a reason why they did it. Harry, Snape was right. Maybe they were waiting for the opportunity. Maybe their job was to catch you. "

"Look," said Harry impatiently, "their purpose today is obvious, Mr. crouch, but this is my relationship..."

"But what if you die in the mission?" Van Lin suddenly said.

"That's right, Harry. Crouch is the person in charge of the Triwizard contest. And they attack Mr. crouch. It seems that Mr. crouch escaped. They have controlled Mr. crouch early. It is not difficult to understand that their target is you. Put your name in the Goblet of fire, perhaps through Mr. Crouch's identity."

"What is their purpose, then? Kill me? "

"Harry, I don't understand either," Hermione said dejectedly. "I only know that a series of strange things are going on, and I don't like Moody's right - Sirius is right - you should train for the third mission right now, right now. What's more, you should stop Sirius from telling us not to leave the castle... "

When Harry had to stay indoors, Hogwarts had never been more attractive to him. In the next few days, when he was free, he would either go to the library with Hermione and Fanlin to look up the mantra, or sneak into the classroom to practice.

Harry is concentrating on the vertigo spell, which he has never used before. The trouble is that to practice it, Ron, van Lin and Hermione have to make sacrifices.

However, as long as van Lin defends, Harry will suffer, which seems to affect the effect of Harry's practice.

In fact, van Lim didn't want to waste time, and Ron was perfectly qualified for the task.

"Can't we kidnap Mrs. loris (Filch's cat)" At lunchtime on Monday, Ron suggested that he was lying on all fours in the middle of the spell room, and that he had been knocked unconscious by Harry five times in a row and had woken up.

"Let's knock her out a few times, or you can call dobby, and I bet he's willing to do anything for you, I'm not complaining or anything," he stood up carefully, rubbing his back - "but I'm in pain all over..."

"You always miss the mat Said Hermione impatiently, readjusting the pile of cushions.

The cushions, which Villefort had left in the cupboard, had been used to practice banishment spells. "Try to fall back!"

"You can't be right, of course, when you've been beaten in a daze." Ron said angrily, "why don't you replace me?"

"Well, I think Harry has learned." Hermione said quickly, "we don't have to worry about the" Disarm "spell. He used to I think we should practice some of these spells tonight

She looked down at the list they had made in the library. "Harry, it looks like a good way to stop it," said Harry. "You can start with that obstacle."

When the bell rang, they crammed the cushions back into the cupboard and slipped out of the classroom.

"I'll see you at dinner!" Hermione said she and van Lim were going to ALIS Munce, while Harry and Ron were going to the North Tower.

Columns of golden light came through the skylights of the corridor; the sky outside was bright blue. It's like a layer of glaze.

"Professor Trelawney's room is boiling hot. She never takes the fire out." Said Ron.

They walked in the stairwell towards the silver ladder and trap door. He's right.

It was extremely hot in the dark room, and the smoke from the incense fire was thicker than before.

Harry's head was so dizzy that he opened one of the window curtains while professor trawley was looking elsewhere.

A little breeze came in, and he felt much more comfortable, so he sat back in his chintz armchair.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said Professor Trelawney, sitting in her winged chair, with her peculiar eyes wide open, looking at them, "we have finished our planetary divination. Today we have a great opportunity to observe the activity of Mars, and now it's in a very interesting position. If you're all ready, I'll turn off the lights... "

She waved her wand, all the lights went out, only the fire was beating.

Professor trawley bent down from under his chair and pulled out a miniature model of the solar system in glass.

It's a beautiful thing; many moons twinkle around the nine planets and the blazing sun; they're all hanging in the air, and the air in the glass is very thin.

Harry looked lazily at professor trawley and pointed out to them that Mars was at a fascinating angle to Neptune.

The smoke was heavy, and the breeze outside the window caressed Harry's face gently. He seemed to hear a bug buzzing behind the curtain. His eyelids began to fallHe rode on the back of an owl, straight into the blue sky, and soon there was an old house full of ivy on the mountainside.

The lower they flew, the wind was comfortable in Harry's face. They swooped in through a black, broken window on the second floor, across this gloomy corridor, with a room at the end Entering the door, the room is so dark that all the windows are nailed to death by boards

Harry climbed down the owl's back He tried to see what was in the room. The owl flapped its wings and flew to a chair with its back to him There seem to be two dark shadows on the ground beside the chair I'm writhing One of them is a giant snake The other is the individual

A thin man in black, with a sharp nose and shaking body He gasped and sobbed on the carpet in front of the stove

"It's bad, Peters," a sharp, cold voice came from under the owl's fallen chair.

"At the same time, you're very lucky, really. Your mistake didn't ruin everything. He's crazy, his soul is in pieces. "

"My God!" The man on the ground gasped, "my God, I I'm so happy I'm also very sad... "

"Nagini," said the cold voice, "you're not lucky. I can't give you Wintel. After all But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter And Harry. Porter... " The serpent hissed, and Harry could see its tongue puffing.

"Now, Peters," said the cold voice, "just to remind you why I can't stand your mistakes any more..."

"My God No I beg you... " A wand sticks out from under the chair and it pats Peters.

"Grucio." Said the cold voice.

Peters screamed as if every nerve in his body was burning. Harry was screaming all over his ears. The scar on his forehead began to burn. He also began to shout

Voldemort will hear him and know he's there

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