Homecoming from Hogwarts

Viktor's question silenced the Slytherins.

No matter who the Durmstrang group met, it could only be a team from Hogwarts.

Whether it was Potter, Granger, Weasley, or Diggory, Lombard and Lovegood, they were all students in physical education class.

After a year of brutal training, they knew how much they had been transformed, so they had no doubt that the three men from Durmstrang were defeated.

"Where did they go?"

Draco asked, frowning.

"Feel sorry--"

Victor did not show any sign of depression after having his school badge taken away. He still said calmly,

"No comment. There is no rule that says we have to report to you, right?"

The Slytherins, who had just suffered a great loss at the hands of Fleur, were immediately enraged. They stared coldly at Viktor, as if they would pounce on and tear the three of them to pieces in the next second.

But still the same sentence.

This is a competition field, not a battlefield. Countless people are watching them through the live broadcast, and they cannot torture Viktor.

However, it is not difficult to find out where the other team that just fought here went.

After some inspection, they quickly found the footprints of the three people who had left in a hurry.

After looking indifferently at the three Durmstrang men who were watching their actions, Draco and his team quickly chased after them.

Viktor, Polyaco and Lancadel remained silent, watching the Slytherins leave, and only relaxed when they disappeared from their sight and no sound could be heard anymore.

"They're also trying to get the school badge!"

The tall and thin Polyaco, who had been trying hard to remain calm just now, was now sweating profusely and gasping for breath as if he had been suffocated by drowning in the water and had just been pulled out. He covered his chest with a look of disbelief.

"I can't believe how lucky we are!"

"There's not much time left, the location will be refreshed soon!"

Victor also turned pale.

"We have to get out of here as soon as possible or they'll come back after us."

Another location refresh. Now, it is no longer a mystery who the other three light spots on the map are.

Fleur and Triana were still repairing by the creek.

Viktor's team has left the battlefield, but they haven't gone far yet. They will probably come face to face with Malfoy and his team.

And Cedric's team.

They went a little deeper, but still skirted the border of the map.

After memorizing everyone's position, Hermione stuffed the blackboard back into her sports jacket pocket and said simply,

"go!"

So they started running again, moving towards the outer area.

But after running for only five minutes and slightly moving away from the designated location, Ron, who was running at the end, suddenly cried out in pain.

Harry turned his head and saw Ron lying on the ground, hugging his legs and whimpering.

"He's got a cramp!"

Harry said palely, rushing over to help Ron with his pain.

Without saying a word, Hermione pointed her wand behind her, erasing the footprints of three people, and then aimed it at the pit on the side.

Together, she and Harry dragged Ron into the widened pit. The three of them huddled together in the pit, and then Hermione waved her wand and camouflaged the pit mouth with fallen leaves.

No one spoke, and in the darkness, there was only the suppressed breathing of three people.

Ten minutes later, Harry heard Draco's angry curses coming from not far away.

"If that stupid bitch hadn't broken our broomstick!"

In the pit, Harry, who was about to faint, raised his eyelids.

Malfoy and his broomstick broke down?

This is really great news!

After another five minutes, Draco gave up searching the area, but in fact, Daphne from his team was less than ten feet away from the three of them at the closest!

The Slytherins left quickly, and they planned to stay around for a while, waiting for the next position refresh. Hermione waved her wand weakly, scattering the fallen leaves and letting the sunlight shine on them.

Harry tilted his head reluctantly. He saw Ron squinting his eyes as if he had fainted, and Hermione rested her head on the ground without caring about her image at all, with her slightly open mouth like a fish about to be dried, craving for rain water!
Harry grinned, he knew that his current condition was not much better than Hermione and Ron.

Four refreshes have passed and two hours and fifteen minutes have passed!
The high-intensity and high-intensity transfer and fighting have drained their last bit of physical strength!
Another two minutes passed before Harry finally gathered the strength to speak.

"Neville and the others are still there?"

Hermione's condition could be described as being very weak. She said nothing, but just nodded slightly.

Harry grinned again.

Now, they have figured out their group's tactics.

Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight!
"What a great idea. Hey. Who came up with this? Cedric's not as smart as Neville. He's smarter than Fred and George now."

Harry said a breath.
"Are we being a little too forthright, Hermione?"

Hermione didn't say anything, but Ron woke up from his dazed state. He smiled bitterly and tried to use his arms to sit up straight, but he failed after two attempts. So he could only accept his fate and continue to lie in the mud.

Needless to say, all three of them understood.

Their physical strength and magic power have been consumed to the limit. In their current state, even a few first-year wizards would be able to take care of them.

After another two minutes of silence, Ron tried to get up again. This time, he finally sat up straight and dragged out the backpack on his back.

It was already past eleven in the morning. After running around for the entire morning, the various foods that had been squeezed and deformed looked like rare delicacies to the three of them.

Harry had never felt as delicious as he did at that moment. The food produced by the Hogwarts kitchen was so delicious. Harry devoured three sausages, two potato pancakes and a stack of bread in no time. Only then did he feel that he had escaped from the crisis of starvation.

Just as he reached for his backpack again, he was stopped by Hermione. Facing his puzzled and aggrieved look, Hermione said firmly,

"The rest is our dinner, Harry."

"dinner?"

Ron almost cried.
"Do you really think we're going to have dinner in the Forbidden Forest, Hermione?"

"Only Slytherin has appeared so far. I don't believe the others are hiding in the woods to rest. Ron, Professor Blaine must have assigned them other tasks."

Hermione said.

Ron had nothing to say. After sucking the residue off his fingers reluctantly, he leaned back against the ground with no interest in life.
"What are we going to do later? Go and steal Diggory's school badge? I dare say that given our current situation, we will definitely get a good beating."

Hermione didn't answer, but frowned, as if she was stuck in a problem.

"What are you thinking about, Hermione?"

Harry asked.

"Oh, I was just wondering—"

Hermione raised her head and looked at the swaying leaves and the blue sky above her head.
"I don't understand. How do I know the game is over?
Does that mean that we must collect all four school badges? But that's impossible, right? We can't take Fleur's school badge away from Malfoy, right? Moreover, if this situation continues, all the school badges will be taken away by Malfoy and his men. Even if there is no flying broom, they still have a huge advantage in numbers. "

This was indeed a very puzzling question, and Harry couldn't figure it out.

However, there is no longer enough time for them to think about this problem.

The half-hourly position refresh was like a death warrant, forcing them to get away from the area as quickly as possible and keep a safe distance from Malfoy and the others. Then, when the position refreshed, they would urgently turn away and hide at a distance, so that Malfoy and the others could not catch them.

In addition, their previous experience in physical education training also taught them that after high-intensity physical exertion, they must walk slowly. If they just lie there, they may not be able to move for several days.

Harry was the first to climb up with difficulty, then reached out to pull Hermione.

pat!

A dark object slipped out of Hermione's shirt pocket, fell into the pit, rolled a few times and then stopped.

Harry looked closely and found that it was a round, black stone.

He looked at Hermione in confusion, but Hermione's livid face gave Harry a sudden shock and he thought of a bad answer.

"What are you doing with a rock in your pocket?"

Ron, confused, asked directly.

"It's not stone, Ron!"

Harry had never heard Hermione talk like this before -- gritting her teeth, enunciating the words.

"This is the Durmstrang school badge that Viktor gave me!" (End of this chapter)