Chapter 408: Lestrange (2 in 1)

Chapter 408: Lestrange (2 in 1)

Because he didn't know beforehand that the third task would take place in the castle, Jon didn't bring the Marauder's map with him.

Otherwise, in fact, he would have already figured out the full extent of Diane's exit by now.

But then again, even if he had known in advance, it would have been a matter of effort to bring the Marauder's map with him by avoiding the screening before the tournament started.

Having searched the entire first floor, Jon stopped in one of the charms classrooms and began to calmly rethink the riddle left on that candle with the Sorting Hat.

"If this nature is a proxy for a classroom, it's just too extensive, it's already three o'clock, and we've only just finished the first floor, it would take at least a day and a night to search the whole castle, and if a champion and a champion met in the middle of it once and something happened, it would continue to drag the time back even further, and with the tournament taking so long, the Castle Students have to stay outside all the time, and they can't guarantee that the classroom is where the trophy will eventually be hidden, so when the tournament will finally be over is simply out of reach."

Jon continued after a serious flurry of analysis.

"So, I don't think the answer to the riddle should be a classroom, but a specific place."

The Sorting Hat mused.

"[The nature of the school is what makes it a school], what is the nature of this school other than teaching and educating people?"

Jon pondered for a moment, and then he said.

"There may not be anything wrong with nature, but teaching is mainly used to pass on knowledge, and a classroom is normally a place used to pass on knowledge, but now that there are no more professors or students in this school, then the classroom would just be an empty room. Thinking about it differently, there is actually another way to get knowledge in the school other than from professors -"

"The library."

Jon stood up from the chair.

"Compared to the idea of a classroom, the library is much more specific, and there isn't a second library in the whole of Hogwarts."

To which the Sorting Hat agreed more than anything else.

"Maybe you're right in your feelings, we should take a look there."

Jon then didn't continue to look around from classroom to classroom but instead went straight down from the second floor to where the Hogwarts library was located.

Here the doors were closed, while on each side of the doors were two armours guarding each side.

After seeing the two suits of armour, Jon couldn't help but feel his spirits rise.

"I don't think I remember these two armours being present in the library before."

The Sorting Hat simply said cautiously at this.

"I was able to determine that there was no armour here before I lost consciousness, whether it was added on after that is unclear."

"I came here once two years ago and the armour wasn't there then, as to whether they were specially placed there by the judges, we'll actually know if we test them a little."

As Jon said that, his eyes were fixed on the two armours as they neared the door of the library, and just when he was less than a metre away from the door, the armours that were originally motionless suddenly raised their knight swords in their hands together and stopped in front of Jon.

Instead of being deterred by such a sudden movement, Jon raised his wand with a smile on his face.

"I remember when that Mr Graves read out the rules, he said that there are no restrictions on this castle as long as you can get in, which means these two things are actually a test, if you can beat them you will prove that a library is a non-restricted place for you; if you can't, then this is a restricted area."

The wand in his hand waved after the words had fallen, while the sound of an incantation rang out from his mouth.

"Confringo!"

Meanwhile, on the seventh floor of the castle, Emil walked out of the Headmaster's office with a grim look on his face along with the wizard who had sneaked up on Diane to get her out.

"Why can't we get any key information about the location of the Triwizard Cup?" Emil couldn't resist asking.

The male wizard shook his head and said.

"Graves is also on guard against people within the Confederation, and when it came to setting up the location of the trophy, he was the only one person responsible for it personally and didn't tell anyone else about it. Besides, even if we don't know where the Triwizard Cup is it doesn't matter, as long as we can find Jon Green and finish him off, then the Triwizard Cup will be in our hands sooner or later."

The other man standing beside him, however, brought a sneer to the corner of Jon's mouth.

"So this is your last resort, blatant cheating like this?"

Emil's father, the man who had become the new Lord of Lestrange after Jon had killed Rabastan, Rodolphus and Bella, Brandon Lestrange, stood straight in front of Jon in quite a brazen manner.

Faced with Jon's question, Brandon looked unimpressed, his wand not lowered in his hand as he aimed it at Jon alongside his own son.

"Cheating has never been shameful at the Triwizard Tournament, it's rather a tradition."

Jon watched the father and son with cold eyes, neither of them made the first move, it wasn't that Jon was afraid of anything, he always felt that things weren't that simple.

It could be said that the original Lestrange family had been killed off by Jon alone, and it was because of this that Brandon now had the opportunity to rise to the top with his son.

This father and son should know better than anyone else what kind of threat he possesses, so how can they be sure that someone like him, who is only an obscure person among the Death Eaters along with a seventh-year student, is better than Bella and Rodolphus, two long-established dark wizards in the magical world?

Brandon, of course, had his own backing, and he kept a close eye on Jon, thinking of the time before the Triwizard Tournament had officially begun when Voldemort himself had paid a visit to the Lestrange house and, in addition to attending Rodolphus and Bella's funeral, had personally explained to him the ultimate goal of their father and son in this tournament.

To kill Jon Green and get the Triwizard Cup.

As a champion competing in the tournament, Emil of course could not kill someone with a killing spell, so the only person who could do it was Brandon.

As for how to get Brandon to intervene in this final task when the time came, Voldemort certainly had his own arrangements.

Now that this arrangement had worked, and Brandon had already reached the critical moment of facing Jon directly, at this time, he did not hesitate or could hesitate, and the next second he waved the wand in his hand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A miserable green glow instantly lit up the entire library as the killing curse came straight towards the spot where Jon was standing!

And as Brandon fired the curse, Emil completed a perfect match with his father, raising his wand together and instead of chanting the spell, he released a silent stunning spell directly above Jon.

They had both studied the magic Jon had been relying on and knew that he could fly, so their spell was mainly to block off the space above him!

Jon didn't have the dead brain to necessarily use a levitation charm at the first sign of trouble.

The forbidden books were all gone from the forbidden area, but the surrounding shelves were all still honestly in place, and he ducked behind them in a flash to avoid the combined attacks of both Lestrange father and son.

Animagus hadn't managed to turn him into some magical creature but had strengthened his physique and reaction time as a human being.

It was also in this way that Jon's movements were actually going to become more dexterous compared to before.

After successfully dodging the killing curse and the stunning spell, he didn't immediately counterattack, but turned his head to look at the end of the forbidden book area where the Sphinx had originally blocked, there was no trophy there, just a very ordinary-looking wooden door.

It was only after realising that the tournament would not be over any time soon that Jon gave his full attention to the Lestrange father and son.

He hid behind a bookshelf while aiming his wand at Brandon through a gap in one of the many bookshelves.

"Sectumsempra!"

The invisible blade cut through one of the desks blocking Brandon in a flash, while stirring up a pale blue shield of light twenty centimetres in front of him and making countless cracks on it.

After the shield charm had narrowly deflected Jon's spell, Brandon did not hold back any longer and immediately pulled out a ring with a black gem.

In the next second, a never-ending black mist erupted from that ring!

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