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Five warriors walked into the Kuiqi court. The field became absolutely unrecognizable, surrounded by a hedge of twenty feet high; there was an opening in the middle that was the population of this big maze. Beyond is a dark and creepy passage.

Five minutes later, the stands began to be filled with people. When the students and spectators took their seats, the whole arena was filled with their excited shouts and the rumble of their feet on the floor. And the sky is deep blue and deep blue. Star figures began to enter the arena. Hagrid, Professor Moody, and Professor McGonagall stepped into the stadium and walked towards Bagman and the players. They all wore big red stars on their hats, only Hagrid was different-he wore the stars on the back of the vest made of moleskin.

"We will patrol outside the maze," McGonagall said to the players. "If you encounter difficulties, send a red light signal into the air. One of us will come to rescue you right away, understand?"

The players nodded.

"Then go now!" Dumbledore said happily to the four inspectors.

"Good luck, Harry!" After Hagrid whispered, the four inspectors walked in different directions, each standing in its own post. At this moment Dumbledore pointed his magic wand to his throat and said, "The voice is loud!" His voice immediately amplified and resounded through the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the last match of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! I'll report the current score! Dennis Wu-92 points, first, Hogwarts School!" Applause and cheers Fly the birds of the forbidden forest into the darkening night sky. "Florence Delacour-88 points, second place, Boothbatten College!" There was another round of applause. Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter-85 points, tied for third place, Hogwarts! "There was another cheer." Victor Krum-80 points, fifth place, Durmstrang College! "There was sparse applause.

"Now... Dennis listens to my whistle." Dumbledore said, "Three - two - --"

With a short whistle, Wu Qizhe walked into the maze.

The tall hedges cast a black shadow on the path, whether it was due to the high and dense hedges, or the use of magic. As soon as he entered the maze, the voice of the audience could not be heard. Wu Qizhe almost felt like he was underwater again. He drew out his wand and said, "Fluorescence flickers."

Soon he came to a fork in the road, Wu Qizhe did not hesitate to choose the fork on the left.

Wu Qizhe heard the whistle sound again, and Furong entered the maze. Wu Qizhe told Furong before the game that she must pay attention to Krum, and immediately launch a distress signal if she encounters any danger. After all, this game involves a lot of things.

Wu Qizhe quickened his pace. There seemed to be nothing on the road he chose. He turned to the right and hurried forward, holding his wand in one hand, trying to see as far as he could, but still couldn't see anything.

There were several whistles in the distance, and the warriors were all in the maze.

Wu Qizhe kept looking behind him. He seemed to feel that someone was watching him in secret. The maze was darkening every minute, and the sky above his head turned to cyan. He came to the second fork in the road.

"Show me the way." He pinned his wand on his palm and said softly to it.

The wand spun a little, and designated the dense hedge to his right. It was north, and he knew that to get to the center of the maze, he had to go northwest. The best way is to take the road on the left and then turn right as soon as possible.

The road ahead was still empty, and when he reached a right turn, Wu Qizhe turned in, and there were still no obstacles. Wu Qizhe didn't know why this happened, and the unimpeded flow made him a little panicked. Shouldn't you encounter something now? The labyrinth seemed to be tempting him with a false appearance of safety. Suddenly, he heard movement behind him, and quickly waved his wand to prepare for self-defense.

He saw... a dementor came slowly towards him, twelve feet tall, with a hood covering his face, and his rotten, crusted hands stretched out straight. It approached step by step, and touched him with feeling. Wu Qizhe could hear the gasping sound in its throat. A cold and slimy feeling hit his whole body, but he knew what to do...

He tried his best to think about the happiest thing, and concentrated his energy on imagining the happy and happy scene of Hermione and Fleur together, while raising his wand and shouting: "Call God, guard!"

A silver dragon jumped out of Wu Qizhe's wand. This was an ancient dragon from the East. The dragon's head had long horns, long beards, and its scaly armor flashed majestic and majestic. It ran towards the Dementor. The dementor took two steps backwards and tripped over its robes... Wu Qizhe had never heard that the dementor would fall.

He followed the silver patron saint, "Hahaha, you are just a Bogut! Funny!" The spell turned Bogut into a funny poodle, followed by Wu Qizhe's hearty laughter. The reason why he did this was thinking of the description in a passage in the book. What really killed Bogut was laughter. When you laughed out loud, Bogut exploded into ten thousand wisps of smoke and disappeared.

Immediately there was a loud explosion, blowing out blue smoke on the first floor. The silver eastern dragon also disappeared. Wu Qizhe hopes it can stay and be his companion. Dragon is a rare thing... He has to keep going, walking as fast as possible without making any noise, still holding his wand aloft, and listening vigilantly. movement.

Turn left...Turn right...Turn left again...Wu Qizhe found himself in a dead end twice. He chanted the Orientation Mantra again and found that he had gone too far east. He turned back, turned to the right, and saw a strange golden mist floating in front of him.

Wu Qizhe stepped forward vigilantly and pointed his magic wand at the mist. It looks like a kind of magic. He didn't know if he could blow it up.

"Bone to pieces!" he shouted loudly.

The spell pierced the golden mist straight away and had no effect on it. Wu Qizhe shook his head. He should have thought of this long ago. The Smashing Curse was used to deal with solid obstacles. What would happen if he walked through the golden mist? Do you want to try your luck, or come back?

Just as Wu Qizhe hesitated, a scream cut through the silence around him. It's Furong, it's probably in trouble. Soon, in the direction where Furong's scream came, a red spark rose. Obviously Furong obeyed Wu Qizhe's opinion and decisively withdrew from the game.

There shouldn’t be any danger in Furong. The inspectors should arrive soon. There are other inspectors present. The little Batty Crouch, who pretends to be Professor Moody, must not dare to do anything excessive, because he has not yet reached his identity. At the time of exposure.

But obviously, this is no longer an ordinary game.

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