[Comprehensive] The Journey of the Protagonist

Chapter 126

"Cedric" stood in front of the fainted animal sphinx with a sphinx, his pair of brown eyes now revealed a cold and viscous dark red, compared to himself just now, he seemed to be elegant and wanton all of a sudden a lot.

Wickhams frowned, pointed the tip of the wand in his hand at the competitor who behaved strangely, and shouted coldly: "You are not Cedric, who are you?"

"Your eyesight is very good." "Cedric" praised, he did not hide any more, but said arrogantly: "I am rt, Voldemort, master of the Death Eaters, the Dark Lord of England..."

Wickhams widened his eyes in surprise, his eyes were full of unbelievable emotions, he gritted his teeth, the palm of his wand was sticky, just when he was about to try to attack the British mysterious man beyond his control At that time... He has always been a very courageous young man, otherwise he would not have won the reputation of the world's number one seeker. He has repeatedly simulated the scene of shooting Grindelwald in his heart, but now, when he meets When he arrived at the Devil King in England, he was panicked and still had a sense of fate that such a scene would finally come. Just when he was about to make a move, Voldemort said coldly, "Aren't you coming out yet? Durmstrang's student bumped into my hand, and I let him attack me recklessly... If after the game, Durmstrang's harvest is just a cold corpse, you, as the school's Acting principal, what face do you have?"

"Hehe." An extremely familiar magnetic voice sounded behind him, and Wickhams turned around extremely quickly, revealing his background in front of Voldemort, and the green light that was about to be emitted by the wand in his hand was directed at the voice. Owner.

"Avada Kedavra!"

But there was no one behind him. This miserable green curse hit the hedge of the maze, leaving a hole emitting green smoke. Wickhams had a look of despair on his face, and the next moment he limply fell down.

Gellert's figure was erratic like smoke, he was more like a ghost than a real person, while Grindelwald was sitting on the referee's bench with his eyes closed and his right hand resting on his forehead He looked like he was in deep thought, and he seemed to be bored to sleep by accident... But no one dared to disturb him, even Dumbledore was watching the hedge maze carefully, as if there was a sudden opening on the hedge. When the flowers came out, the voices around them fell silent for a while.

Gellert didn't take the life of Wickhams, but just made him faint like a hapless magical animal sphinx. He smiled softly, and said faintly: "Take control of Hogwarts!" Champion, Voldemort, are you cheating?"

But the second-generation demon king didn't have any respect for his predecessors. He sneered and said, "What about you? Lurking beside the players in Durmstrang, what do you want to do unintentionally?" ?”

The word "unintentionally" was bitten hard by him.

Grindelwald smiled as if he didn't hear his sarcasm: "Even before the Muggles 'invaded' the wizarding world, yes, you and I can't deny it, their number is like countless locusts , densely packed, even if I slaughtered all the way, I would be exhausted, something that my ally Hitler couldn't even do in the war, let alone Dumbledore, who now has a heart for Muggles..."

"We are already in decline." Grindelwald analyzed: "But the good news is that they have never been of one mind, just like us in the wizarding world, and no matter how kind Dumbledore is, he can't Sit back and watch the wizarding world suffer catastrophe, no matter what our respective opinions are before, we should stop the internal war now, and even if we cannot help each other offensively and defensively, at least we must stand behind the same front."

"And before that," Voldemort snorted softly, "how could there be a wizard duel between you and me?"

"Although I thought that the Triwizard Tournament I proposed would be enough to resolve some conflicts," Gellert narrowed his eyes slightly: "but obviously you don't want to let it go easily, if that's the case, then Let's have a fight in a tortuous way, shall we?"

After he finished speaking, his whole body really floated into Wickhams' body like blue smoke. The Durmstrang Seeker who had just fainted suddenly opened his eyes. He got up, showed a bright smile, grabbed the wand with his right hand, stroked it on his chest, and bowed like a gentleman.

"Come on!" Voldemort taunted mercilessly while making the same movement: "Use your strength that you lost to Dumbledore!"

"What about you?" Grindelwald said contemptuously, "Be..."

He paused, didn't say the name, and continued: "Being tricked by a prophecy like a monkey, it's quite easy to die in Dumbledore's layout!"

With a light wave of Gellert's hand, a green light rushed towards Voldemort. Voldemort turned slightly to avoid the dangerous light. Behind him, a maze wall of a hedge collapsed, and it was the same as what Vickers had seen. The power used is completely different.

Voldemort didn't attack him directly, he raised his wand and swung it in a wonderful arc. The Sphinx, who was supposed to be lying dead on the ground, stood up, its eyes were chaotic, and the whole animal rushed towards Green in a manic manner. Devo... This was supposed to be the tester who was supposed to block the way for the warriors in the maze, but now he lost all his sanity, and used the most brutal behavior to charge at the person in front of him.

Gellert disappeared on the same spot at that moment, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Voldemort, behind the collapsed wall, he recited a very short spell, and several roots suddenly appeared on the wreckage of the wall. Powerful and thick vines rushed towards Voldemort with claws and teeth, and he had to avoid these menacing attackers... These vines entangled the Sphinx tightly, and it struggled, but it couldn't get rid of it at all.

The two demon kings are coming and going in the maze, fighting endlessly. On the stands outside the maze, the eyes of countless spectators are blocked by the tall fence in the maze, which makes them unable to see the specific process, and can only feel anxious wait.

But in the end, it was Cedric who walked out of the maze, holding the golden trophy high.

He looked at the starry night sky in a little confusion, and the black figures in the stands burst into cheers like a tidal wave. He was a little uncertain whether he was having a wonderful dream at this moment, because he couldn't remember how he defeated the threat. Combs... When he came back to his senses, what he saw was the competitor of Durmstrang who had passed out in front of him, the sphinx with the sphinx who was supposed to be blocking the passage. Si also fell not far away. He was a little uncertain about his current state, but the sense of honor belonging to Hogwarts made him rush to the finish line as fast as possible.

Gellert Grindelwald on the referee's seat had already woken up. He rubbed his forehead with a wry smile. In fact, even at the last moment of the duel, he and Voldemort were still on par, but Voldemort resorted to A completely harmless incantation... Although this incantation only awakened the comatose Wickhams, it caused Gellert to lose control of his body for a moment, and it was this moment that decided the future. The outcome of a duel.

The duel of top wizards is so thrilling and fascinating!

Not to mention how the wizarding world, ruled by two dark lords and a white wizard, is in touch with the thriving Muggle world. This is the future of the changed world of "Harry Potter". One day in the seventh grade, Gwarz finally heard the voice of the little yellow ball again.

"Long time no see~" The little yellow ball greeted energetically, and seemed to be able to see the three Deathly Hallows in front of Su Xuan, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Hey, it seems that you have already obtained your own The thing you want... Well, no, why do you seem to have one more..."

You are really thorough in stocking, Su Xuan was silent.

"There's one more godhead!" The little yellow ball wondered, but it put aside the question quite distractingly the next moment: "Well, I don't care how you got here, so, are you going to the next world?"

It seemed too lazy to ask Su Xuan if he wanted to stay in this world, because it also knew that no matter how many times it asked, Su Xuan would only give the same answer.

"Although the plot is not completely over, I don't think you will be willing to stay in this world for another 19 years, just to see Draco Malfoy's bald head~" Little Yellow Ball seemed to feel that he had a sense of humor, Turned around in a circle: "I'm a ball who thinks about you~"

It whispered cutely.

Su Xuan ignored it.

But the little yellow ball seemed to be used to this kind of treatment and didn't care at all, it continued: "Then, according to the usual practice, you can make your little request~"

At this moment, Su Xuan seemed to have heard what it said, and he said calmly: "Restore the objects in front of me to their original appearance."

"It's easy!" Little Yellow Ball said loudly, "But, can't you do it yourself?"

Su Xuan sighed: "Yes, I can do it, but I have thought about it for a long time, and I can't think of what kind of request I should ask you at the end of this time."

"It's fine if you want anything~" Little Yellow Ball said aggrievedly.

"Don't take chances." Su Xuan said coldly, "That will make me depend on you."

"Not worth it." His voice was colder than his winter sanctuary.