The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Chapter 291 Harry’s Trust

The Quidditch field has been greatly renovated. The entire field is surrounded by hedges and there is a huge maze in the center.

The four warriors stood in front of the maze. Students filled the surrounding auditorium, all cheering for the warriors they were optimistic about.

Among them, Mo Bai's momentum can be said to have overwhelmed the other three.

This made both Krum and Fleur look ugly.

Harry also looked ugly, not because no one was cheering him on.

He stared at the entrance to the deep maze.

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that in the past few months since Mo Bai told him about the possibility of meeting Voldemort, he could always dream that he was in a dark manor, surrounded by Peter Pettigrew and Lucius.

Also, Mobai shrouded in black mist.

He could feel the unwillingness, anger and hatred in his heart.

He seemed to be Voldemort.

This made him panic. What was his connection with Voldemort?

He touched the scar on his forehead.

The referees on the bench were dressed very grandly today. Today is the last day of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. The winner of today's match will be able to win the Tri-Wizard Cup.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Bagman cast a loud voice.

"The final match of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin!"

His face turned red with excitement.

"Our warriors will enter the maze and experience the tests and difficulties we have carefully set up inside. The first warrior to go through the test, overcome the difficulties, reach the center of the maze, and win the Triwizard Cup is this year's Triwizard Tournament. Champion of the competition!"

Cheers echoed throughout the stadium.

"If the warrior needs rescue, use your wand to shoot red sparks into the sky, but this also means you give up the game, understand?"

The four nodded.

"There's one more rule."

Bagman looked back at Dumbledore, "A warrior cannot cross the maze wall, otherwise it will be considered as giving up the game."

Everyone looked at Mo Bai.

It's obvious who this rule is limiting.

Karkaroff and Maxim smiled, but sneered in their hearts.

You could have given the Triwizard Cup directly to him, but not only did you not, you also specifically added rules to restrict Mo Bai to show that you were fair.

You really made me cry to death.

It seems that if Mo Bai is restricted, Krum and Fleur will have a chance of winning.

"Now, the warriors will decide the order of entering the maze based on their results in previous games!"

"The first is, ranked number one, Mo Bai from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!!"

Mo Bai came out to cheers like a tsunami, waving to the audience with his signature smile that, in Hermione's words, "looked like a fake smile."

"Now listen to my whistle, three...two..."

Following the short whistle, Mo Bai walked into the maze unhurriedly and winked at Harry.

After Mo Bai entered, Harry was immediately next to him.

He adjusted his breathing and followed immediately after the whistle sounded.

Harry grabbed his wand and carefully walked through the maze.

Always be on guard against Voldemort suddenly popping out from somewhere.

A black shadow instantly appeared in front of him, and Harry's pupils shrank.

Pale skin, snake-like face, and wrapped in black robes.

Voldemort!

The face was exactly the same as the one he saw on the back of Professor Quirrell's head in his first year!

The wand in his hand was trembling, and he instinctively retreated.

Voldemort looked at him with a grim smile.

wrong.

Harry quickly realized that Voldemort could not appear so openly. This place was very close to the entrance of the maze, and Dumbledore was standing outside.

Moreover, at his current level, he could barely feel the quality of the other party's magic power. The magic power of "Voldemort" in front of him was, let alone to put it bluntly, not even as good as his own.

This is a boggart!

"Funny!"

Two flowers burst out from Voldemort's two slit-like noses, causing him to sneeze continuously until he turned himself into a ball of black mist.

Harry was amused, and his fear of Voldemort suddenly faded a lot.

His steps became brisk and he walked quickly through the maze.

He encountered the Explosive-tailed Skrewt cultivated by Hagrid, and he cast two magic spells and knocked the thing away several meters away.

He passed the subsequent trials without any danger.

"Collapsed."

Looking at Krum falling limply to the ground, Harry took a deep breath and put a red signal in the sky to prevent Krum from being eaten by spiders or blast-ended snails wandering in the maze.

After turning the corner, there is a long corridor, and you can see the Triwizard Cup shining brightly under the night sky.

Also, not far from the Triwizard Cup, Mo Bai was leaning against the wall with his arms folded.

Mo Bai waved his hand after seeing him.

"It's okay, much faster than I thought."

Harry blinked.

"Why are you here."

"Wait for you."

"Why are you waiting for me? Why don't you end the game?"

Mo Bai smiled, "Do you remember what I told you before?"

"Remember, you said you might encounter Voldemort in the last step. I did, but it's a Boggart."

Harry smiled.

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows.

"You don't think I'm talking about a Boggart, do you?"

Harry's smile faded.

Of course he wouldn't think that he was talking about Boggart for nothing.

But Bai also said that "it may happen."

Now, with the trophy that heralded the end of the game right in front of him, he thought he would not encounter Voldemort.

But Bai Bai means that things are not that simple.

Looking at his expression, Mo Bai patted his shoulder.

"You'll have to face it sooner or later, Harry."

Harry looked up into his dark eyes.

"Bai, I know you are very mysterious and know a lot of things."

"But I believe that the you I have known over the past three years must be the most real you."

Mo Bai was stunned by Harry's sudden words.

Then he smiled and shook his head.

Harry is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart.

Not to mention that even Ron could tell there was something fishy about the current situation.

"Then do you trust me?"

Harry nodded.

"Come on, let's hold the trophy at the same time.

"Three...two...one."

Harry felt his belly button being pulled, and his surroundings were spinning rapidly.

He knows what it is.

Door key!

The Triwizard Cup was made into a door key!

After a while, both feet landed.

He looked around and found that they were standing in a cemetery overgrown with grass. He could see a hillside next to it with an old house sitting on it.

"Where is this?"

Harry asked Mo Bai, holding his wand tightly.

Mo Bai didn't speak, just looked ahead.

Suddenly, a black mist rose from not far away and rushed towards Mo Bai with lightning speed.

"Shiro! Be careful!"

Harry blurted out, but Mo Bai didn't move.

Harry watched helplessly as Mo Bai was hit head-on by the black mist, and his whole body was swept away into the distance.

"white!"

Harry's pupils constricted.

"If you are worried about other people, think about yourself instead."

Harry turned around and saw the person in front of him, clenching the wand in his hand.

"Peter Pettigrew!"