Chapter 1709

Games, school, rest, the days are gone.

At the end of almost every month, there is a competition. Harry gradually has some other advantages besides his hair.

Finally, six months later, in the second semester of the fourth grade, this sultry summer, Harry met the biggest difficulty in his life so far.

That is, with the help of his mother, he actually entered the final of the top ten championship!

The final event is a maze with a silent stretching mantra. The final "Wilson Cup" of the top ten is placed somewhere in the maze. If you reach for it, you will become the final winner.

There are not only players in the maze, but also monsters like Tauren that professors put into it. It's a competition about strength, luck and imagination. Besides Harry and Hermione, there are eight other students from other schools.

In the past, Quidditch stadium has become completely unrecognized. A 20 foot high hedge surrounds the edge of the field. There is a gap in front of the warriors, which is the entrance to the great maze.

The passageway inside is dark and frightening.

The outside audience can still only see a limited number of places through the monitoring probe, but this has not stopped people's enthusiasm for looking forward to the home of the final champion. The stands are full of people, thousands of students have crowded into the seats, and there are more mature witches to watch the excitement.

The air was full of excited words and footsteps. Their hats were decorated with bright red stars, and their eyes looked at the little witches at the entrance of the maze.

The sky was now clear and dark blue, and the stars began to appear. Hagrid, Professor McGonagall and Professor frivy walked into the stadium and came to bagman, who was the host of the game, and several warriors.

"We're going to patrol out of the maze," Professor McGonagall told the warriors. "If you're in trouble and want help, fire red sparks into the sky, and we'll have someone to help you. Do you understand?"

The warriors nodded together.

Harry is a little nervous, especially in front of him is Hermione's back. The order of entering the maze is according to the scores of the previous events. It will be his turn one minute after the girl enters the maze.

This labyrinth is a tall hedge made up of magic plants, which not only blocks everyone's sight, but also is one of the traps.

My mother told her in her dream that there was a devil's net lurking in the hedges in some places. Try not to touch the walls of the maze. Once entangled, she would immediately use the magic spell of flame or strong light.

Harry was not sure how many words he had heard from Professor McGonagall and whether he really remembered the way to the cup. He just promised his mother in his dream that he would be the first to win the cup in order not to disappoint her.

Dumbledore is also sitting in the audience tonight. The person in charge of the competition is the British "famous mouth" bagman that Harry met at the Quidditch World Cup, with a funny face and a big red nose.

Before Hermione left, the man kindly approached Harry and said, "are you ready? Young man

Harry only felt a stomachache. He looked up at the star pie after dinner, but he nodded calmly.

Harry could notice that the beautiful pointer was shining in the moonlight. Then he felt the big hand on his shoulder slapped him.

"Go

Subconsciously, he ran into the maze and disappeared into the audience's view as soon as he turned the first fork.

The high hedges cast a dark shadow over the narrow path. Whether it was the height of the hedges or because they were enchanted, Harry entered the maze and the audience could not hear them.

He almost felt as if he had sunk to the bottom of a black lake, and the air was sticky to his body. He drew out his wand and read, "flash of fluorescence."

In the maze, there was no danger but the cold.

It's just that he completely forgot the road map his mother told him in advance.

It doesn't matter. In fact, for Harry, being able to go to this stage and enter the final, he has surpassed himself in the past, and he has been satisfied.

After walking about 50 meters forward, he came to a fork in the road. He chose to walk on the right. There seemed to be nothing on the road. He held his wand in one hand and tried to see as far as possible, but his vision was still limited.

Harry kept looking behind him. He felt as if someone was watching him in the dark, but maybe the camera caught him?

Every minute of the maze was darkening, and the sky above him turned dark blue, and he came to the second fork in the road.

"Show me the way." He held his wand flat on his palm and whispered to it.

The wand twirled and designated the dense hedge on his right. It was the north. He knew that he had to go deep into the middle of the maze first. Then he had to go northwest.

So he turned left, and the road ahead was still empty. He made a quick progress. At a right turn, Harry turned in. There was still no obstacle.Harry didn't know why. He was so flustered that he should have met some monsters. Hagrid secretly told him that the professors had thrown hundreds of terrible creatures into the maze.

The labyrinth seemed to tempt him with the illusion of safety. At least he had been in for about 10 minutes, but he still did not see any species that could be called dangerous. At most, it was just a few protective pots.

He shook his head to avoid being paranoid. A professor of physical education once said that when a person is in the wilderness, he must not doubt himself. Once he stays in place or doubts, he is not far away from death.

Although labyrinth is not a dangerous wilderness, this principle still applies.

He quickened his pace again. As soon as he turned the corner, he finally saw the enemy he should have met long ago.

A Dementor came slowly up to him, twelve feet tall, with his hood over his face, and his rotten, scabby hands outstretched. It approached step by step and felt it towards him. Harry could hear the gasping in his throat.

A cold, sticky feeling hit him, but he knew what to do.

He tried to think of the happiest things, remembering the magic spell his mother had taught him in his dream, he raised his wand and called out, "call on God, guard!"

A silver stag jumps out of Harry's wand and runs towards the Dementor.

Harry gasped violently as he watched the silvery animal drive away the Dementor. He knew there was something difficult in the maze, but he didn't expect that he was so unlucky that he met Azkaban's guard.

He looked down at his wand, and his guardian spirit, like Lily and Professor Snape, was a female deer, which proved by the family.

Although he also heard his dream mother say that love and strong personal will can change the image of a guardian spirit, Harry doesn't think the deer guardian spirit is not enough for men at all. He hopes that he will be the same as his father and mother.

With a bang, the silver deer, who defeated the Dementors in the distance, blew up smoke on the first floor and disappeared.

Harry hoped it would stay and be his companion and shine.

But he went on, as fast as he could without making a sound, still holding his wand high, listening warily to the movements.

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