Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 420 The Last Project

419 Last item

Entering June, the atmosphere in the castle became tense and excited again.Everyone is looking forward to the third race which will be held a week before the holiday.

Harry handed the Pandora notebook back to Luna. He has now learned this trick for flying, but he still can't relieve the tension in his heart.

To be honest, ever since he found Snape from the Black Lake last time, he has been worried that he will encounter even more terrifying "treasure".

What if he becomes No. 1 by then, but what is waiting for him is not the Goblet of Fire, but something else?
Harry's nervousness continued until the day the game started.

As they ate lunch, Harry, with the help of Ron and Hermione, kept thinking of spells he might be able to use.

The Crushing Charm, the Obstacle Charm, and the Orientation Charm were also important to ensure that Harry would not lose his way during the final test.

They already knew the general content of the last project—it was a maze, but they might encounter something.

"Don't have a devil"

Harry prayed in a low voice: "But I would rather meet Andros than Professor Highmore's devil. If only I could learn the Patronus Charm, maybe I can make him forgive me."

Ron raised his head to look, and he suddenly said, "Headmaster McGonagall is here. She seems to be looking for you."

Principal McGonagall walked up to them and stopped in front of them with a serious expression.

"Potter, the warriors assembled in the conference room next to the auditorium after breakfast."

"But it's game night!" Harry accidentally spilled scrambled eggs on his body, thinking he had misremembered the time.

"I know, Potter," said Professor McGonagall, "the relatives of the warriors have been invited to watch the finals, and you can meet."

She walks away.Harry stared blankly at her back.

"Aren't my family members already at Hogwarts?" Harry asked blankly.

"It might be someone else." Hermione guessed in her heart: "Sirius, and Lupine, maybe they will come too."

This seems to make sense.

After dinner, Harry said goodbye to the two.He stood up from the table, and Cedric followed him when he saw him.

"It's the last day."

Harry noticed that Cedric's tone was also tense.

Cedric went on: "Do you think we should team up on the last level?"

"Isn't the matter of the golden egg over?" Harry couldn't understand.

"But I never planned to participate in the Triwizard Tournament from the very beginning." Cedric shook his head and said, "And isn't it the same for you? This time, I hope that I can stay in school safely compared to winning honors." .I know it sounds weird, but I think it's more important to study auto-casting wands."

That's true.

If Cedric is really allowed to develop such a powerful wand, he will definitely be famous in history.

"Then how is your research going?" Harry simply asked the other party's details: "Hasn't Hermione been helping you all the time? Has there been any results?"

The expression on Cedric's face became a little complicated.

"There is a little change. Including allowing the quill to write automatically, correcting typos, and being able to polish the direction of the story. I have read a few articles, and they are all related to house elves."

"I see." Harry signaled Cedric not to say any more.

Hermione really took "The Tales of Bard Granger" seriously, and even started to silently cultivate tool people, as well as tool wands.

The two walked through the hall in embarrassment. When they came to the meeting room, Harry suddenly said, "I think your idea is good. Compared with being able to win the championship, I also hope that I can come back safely."

"Then it's settled." Cedric grinned, and then opened the door of the meeting room.

Harry saw that Fleur and Krum were already inside, and there was only one other person left besides Cedric's parents.

Albus Dumbledore.

Only he could possibly be related to Harry.

Cedric looked equally surprised as he walked to his parents' side, looking back at Harry all the way.

Dumbledore walked towards Harry, smiling.

"I didn't expect that." He said, "Originally, I was also invited to watch the last project. It happened that I didn't have much work today, so I decided to come back early to see my students."

Harry knew that the student Dumbledore had mentioned was definitely not him.

"Professor Haimer, he should be proctoring the exam, right? Are you going to find him?"

"No." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "I received a letter from Toby this morning. He didn't want to see me, so he found a place to hide."

Harry didn't know what to say.

"Go for a walk." Dumbledore said indifferently, "I haven't been back for a long time."

So, throughout the afternoon, Harry, accompanied by Dumbledore, has been walking in the castle.

Probably because of the advance greeting, not many people in the castle would disturb their relationship.

When the two came to the owl hut and silently watched the resting owls, Dumbledore suddenly said, "I asked James to go back, do you want to do the same?"

"What?" Harry was taken aback. "Where? The Tonks family?"

"If the person you're asking is James, yes, he's resting at Tonks' home now." Dumbledore turned his head to look at Harry and said, "What about you, Harry, are you willing to withdraw from the game early? Is it?"

Harry didn't understand why Dumbledore would say that.

"It's just a hunch." Dumbledore's tone was a bit unpredictable: "If possible, I would rather not have the last item, but I am also powerless to stop Toby—"

At this moment, a voice interrupted Dumbledore's narration.

"So you set your mind on my students?"

Toby somehow found this place, and he walked over with a grim expression, grabbing Harry's arm without allowing Harry to refuse.

"Come with me, Harry, and get away from this man."

"Professor, I."

"Toby."

Dumbledore looked at Toby's back and shouted, "Are you really not going to talk anymore?"

Without looking back, Toby said, "We have nothing to talk about, Minister."
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Harry told Ron and Hermione about it at dinner.

"What's wrong with them?" Ron asked puzzledly, "Why can't they talk properly? At least we must be able to understand them."

"Professor Highmore is always so unpredictable." Hermione retorted: "You have to know that some things are inconvenient to say directly, such as his attitude towards house elves, you have to hide it secretly." Woke me up to the message. It's something you pure-blood wizards will never understand."

"I'm half-blood," Harry corrected again.

In any case, it is definitely too late to quit now.

The main reason was that Harry didn't need to take the exam because of his status as a warrior, but once he quit, he knew very well that Professor Highmore would definitely not let him go.

However, Harry took the time to write a letter and send it to James, but the reply may not be received until tomorrow.

On the way to dinner, Harry heard Professor McGonagall announce to them: "Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes, I will invite everyone to the Quidditch pitch to watch the last event of the Triwizard Tournament." .Now the brave men and Mr. Scrimgeour go to the playground."

it's time.

Harry stood up from the Gryffindor table, and there was warm applause for the warriors in the auditorium.

Led by Scrimgeour, the group entered the Quidditch pitch, which had become completely unrecognizable.A twenty-foot hedge bordered the edge of the field.There is a gap in front of them, and that is the entrance to this great labyrinth.The passage inside is dark and a bit scary.

Harry and Cedric kept exchanging glances on the road, silently adhering to the "safety first" plan.

Five minutes later, people began to enter the stands.Hundreds of students filed into their seats, and the air was filled with excited voices and chaotic footsteps.The sky is now a clear dark blue and stars are beginning to appear.

Harry saw Dumbledore sitting in the stands, and saw the other professors - but not Professor Highmore.

It seems that the relationship between him and Dumbledore has not eased much, and he is not even willing to appear in the same place.

It was Angela who came to inform the Warriors of the rules, and Al stood on her shoulders.

"Professors will patrol outside the maze." Angela said: "If you encounter difficulties and want to be rescued, you can shoot red sparks into the sky. It won't be long before someone comes to rescue you. Do you understand?"

The warriors nodded together.

Scrimgeour began to announce the official start of the match.

After the whistle blew, Harry and Cedric, who had the same score, entered the maze first.

The tall hedges cast black shadows on the path, and whether it was because of the height and density of the hedges, or whether by magic, the voices of the spectators fell silent as soon as they entered the labyrinth.Harry almost felt like he was underwater again.He drew his wand and said, "Lumos." Behind him he heard Cedric do the same.

After walking about 50 meters, they came to a fork in the road, and they looked at each other.

"Together?"

"of course."

The two did not separate, but ran towards the same direction.

Meanwhile, in the silent castle.

The other Angela was silently looking out the window, she knew that the game had officially started.

In the corner of the ancient magic office, Ignotus's skeleton disappeared—it had now become Angela's appearance and was under Al's control, so it didn't show any signs.

it's time.

Angela still remembered Toby's promise to herself.

She has been waiting for this day - to use the Goblet of Fire's unknown ability to learn her true identity.

Only in this way can she know how to avoid the threat from Hai Erbo.

Angela got in front of the disappearing cabinet and disappeared from the castle.
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Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.

Hai Erbo, who was trapped in the armor, slowly opened his eyes. He struggled to move his neck, and he could only catch a glimpse of Old Tom who was trapped on the other side from the corner of his eye.

"It's today," he whispered.

Old Tom was being manipulated by the Pharaoh's mask, and he didn't respond to Haierbo's words.

The only difference was that the bandage on his little finger suddenly loosened a lot, as if it had been torn apart by something.
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Quidditch pitch, stands.

"minister?"

After seeing Dumbledore stand up suddenly, Scrimgeour immediately asked, "Do you want to suspend the game?"

"No." Dumbledore said, "You don't need to interfere with the game. It just occurred to me that I might need to go to the village."

"Hogsmeade?" Scrimgeour didn't quite understand Dumbledore's decision.

But who made him the minister.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Dumbledore walked out of the Quidditch pitch, but soon, he came back invisible.

No one noticed that after the four warriors entered the maze one after another, there was an extra "player" inside.

In the continuous speculation and anxiety, Dumbledore finally made this irrational decision.

But at this point in time, he has no other options.
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Black Lake, Big Ship.

Lockhart is not here, only Grindelwald is alone in the cabin.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a knock on the door.

"It's me." The man outside said, "Severus Snape."

Grindelwald was a little surprised by Snape's arrival.

On the contrary, Snape seemed to have known Grindelwald would be here for a long time, and he didn't look surprised.

Grindelwald did not stop Snape from walking in. He asked calmly, "Is it Toby Highmore's oath to you? He ordered you to watch over me today?"

"No." Snape said unexpectedly, "Toby didn't intend for me to deal with you, he just wanted me to witness this scene - maybe your death - these are his exact words .”

"I don't know how he intends to kill me." Grindelwald asked with interest.

But soon, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"Looks like you understand."

Snape said grimly, "You'd better hope he fails, or that madman can do anything."
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"Is this the end?"

"It looks a bit like that."

Harry and Cedric came to the end of the maze. They stared at the Goblet of Fire not far away in a daze. No one thought that this time the victory would be so easy-just run and run.

"so what should I do now?"

Harry asked hesitantly, "Do we have to fight?"

Cedric shook his head quickly.

"Safety first." He said solemnly: "Actually, we can go to get the Goblet of Fire together, anyway, Hogwarts will win."

"Good idea." Harry agreed.

The two came to the Goblet of Fire.

"Count to three, will you?" Harry said, "One-two-three-"

He and Cedric each grabbed a handle.

The next second, Harry felt as if a jerk was pulled behind his navel, and his feet lifted off the ground, but he couldn't let go of the Triwizard Cup, which dragged him down in the howling wind and swirling colors. Flying forward, Cedric beside him.

Harry felt his feet hit the ground, he fell, and finally let go of the Triwizard Cup.

He heard Cedric screaming in pain beside him, and then saw someone walking towards him in the dark.

"You are here."

Toby showed his face and said that his face was frighteningly pale.

"Give me your wand, Mr. Cedric."

"Professor Highmore?" Cedric gave Harry a puzzled look, but he obediently obeyed.

After taking the wand, Toby turned to look at Harry.

"Do you still have the stone I asked you to take?"

"The Resurrection Stone?" Harry put his palm into his pocket, and when he took it out again, there was already an extra stone in his hand.

"Toby? Where are you?"

A shout came from a distance, and Harry recognized it as Professor Angela's voice.

"She never learns the lesson." Toby shook his head and said, he turned his head and threw out his wand at Angela who was waving at him.

"Passed out."

Angela was hit and fell down in disbelief.

Harry stared at this scene dumbfounded. He saw Professor Highmore turn around and whispered to himself——

"Hold on to that rock, I promise, this will be over soon."

"Avada Kedavra."

A flash of green light flashed, and the expression on Harry's face froze, and his body fell down, staring at the sky motionless, with no brilliance in his green eyes.

he died.

(End of this chapter)