Hogwarts Homecoming

The pieces of broken glass are like the god of death approaching step by step, and the sound of the glass shattering is like the roar of the god of death when he wields his scythe!

Already out of breath, Hermione and Fleur tried their best to test the way for seven people from the four teams, including them.

But as time passed by, death finally caught up with them!

Click!

The fourth to last piece of glass shattered under the preset magic.

"I think I'm doomed, Harry!"

Ron, who was standing at the end of the line, had pale cheeks and said with a sad face.

Harry didn't go to comfort Ron, who was frustrated. In this situation, there was no use in comforting him. It was him after Ron fell into the abyss, just ten seconds apart.

"Can you speed it up a little more, Hermione, Fleur?"

Harry leaned his head to look at Hermione at the head of the queue and said through gritted teeth, his heart filled with shame. He knew that Hermione and Fleur must have tried their best.

"We.hu."

After Hermione pulled Fleur up with a gasp, she quickly moved forward one step. Her teeth were gritted tightly, and she was too tired to say anything.

Click!

Ron, who was at the end of the team, had just jumped up a square, one step away from being eliminated, when the last piece of glass shattered again.

"Twelve seconds!"

Luna, who was in the third seat in the team, suddenly said,

"The time between each piece of glass breaking is twelve seconds, and if you choose the wrong glass plate, it will now also take twelve seconds to advance one frame."

Luna's words made everyone's hearts, already immersed in panic, fall to the bottom.

Although time is currently balanced, Fleur and Hermione have limited physical strength. Even if the two girls try their best, they can't stop their physical strength from draining.

Click!

The penultimate piece of glass shattered, and when he was one step away from being eliminated, Ron took another step forward, keeping a distance of two pieces of glass from being eliminated!

Everyone, including Harry, as well as Luna, Viktor, Cedric and Harry in the middle of the team, looked back and forth, looking at the two girls who were sweating so hard that their T-shirts turned transparent with sweat. , and for a moment his expression became tense as he stared at the abyss approaching behind Ron!

"Harry."

Twenty suffocating seconds passed, and there was only one final kick away from being eliminated.

Ron was sweating like rain, and he shouted tremblingly. Ron had accepted the reality. He didn't cry or howl to Harry anymore, he just had a resigned expression on his face.

"I don't think it will hurt much if you fall, Harry?"

"Don't lose heart, Ron, we can make it in time!"

Harry was breathing rapidly;

"If the panel behind you breaks, come to my glass panel and stand with me!"

"stand together?"

Ron was stunned. He subconsciously looked at the size of the glass plate under his feet.

"I'm afraid it won't be easy."

"One step earlier and one step later makes no difference, right? I'd rather go out with you!"

Harry said firmly.

Would rather go out with you

Ron opened his mouth and stared at Harry's resolute face, feeling a huge stone blocking his chest.

Click——

Twelve seconds passed in an instant, and the last glass plate behind Ron shattered under the livid-faced Harry's almost pleading gaze. Harry quickly glanced at the front of the queue. Unfortunately, Fleur appeared again. Choosing the wrong glass plate once, Hermione was gritting her teeth and pulling Fleur up with all her strength.

"Come here, Ron!"

Harry quickly turned his head and stretched out his hand towards Ron, who was still dazed at this critical moment.

Everyone was counting down silently, counting the twelve seconds.

There is no point in sympathizing with Ron. They can only last two minutes longer than Ron.

"Quick, what are you doing?"

Harry growled, reaching for Ron's wrist. He is now in a standing position. If Ron is not put on his board in advance, then when Ron falls, he will be pulled directly into the abyss by the force of the fall.

"Oh, no--"

What surprised Harry was that when his hand reached for Ron's wrist, Ron ducked his shoulder and directly avoided his hand.

"It's too dangerous. The two of us are standing on a glass plate."

Ron said slowly, he seemed to be relieved, his expression was not so nervous, and there was still a smile on his lips that annoyed Harry.

"What are you doing, Ron!"

Harry was so anxious that he wanted to put one foot out and stand on Ron's board, but Ron directly blocked the landing point of Harry's foot with the sole of his foot, preventing him from coming over.

“It’s enough”

Ron said.

Click!

The scythe of death finally swung down!

Time was slowed down, and Harry's shocked and angry eyes followed Ron's falling body. He saw Ron's lips slowly moving with a brisk smile on his face. It was not until Ron was completely swallowed up by the darkness that he heard Ron's body move down. The sound of grace.

"I can't always hold you back, can I?"

In this extremely long and torturous moment, Harry had the urge to follow Ron and jump into the dark abyss. Driven by his subconscious, most of his body had even poked out of the glass plate, but Cedric's hand held him again. He grabbed his collar, pulled him back, and dragged him forward towards a glass plate that Fleur and Hermione had just grabbed!

"Ron!"

Bang!

Harry slammed his fist down on the glass and howled like a wounded beast.

"Calm down, Harry!"

Cedric patted Harry's shoulder heavily and said heavily.

Hermione knew what happened behind her, but she didn't dare to look back. She bit her lip tightly to hold back the tears that were welling up in her eyes.

Both Fleur and Hermione knew that now, whether the four teams could be saved or not depended entirely on them.

The two girls used all their perseverance and determination to rush forward, but the reality was extremely cruel.

Click!

The sound that had become a nightmare sounded again, and the pain of the arm being pulled by gravity once again attacked Furong's nerves. Tears filled the corners of Furong's eyes, watching a sharp triangular piece of glass rolling in front of her eyes, and two meteor streaks reflected by the broken glass pieces. Afterwards, the glass pieces melted into the darkness.

As if struck by lightning, Furong looked as sluggish as if she had been struck by lightning.

"What are you staring at? Keep going!"

Now that Ron was out and Harry was about to follow in Ron's footsteps, Hermione finally couldn't keep her calm and she screamed.

"Shut up, Hermione!"

Fleur's response was also very courageous. She looked back and glared at Hermione,

"I have some inspiration!"

Inspiration, what inspiration? !

Hermione wanted to ask, but Fleur had already turned her head back, looking dreamily at the starry sky that seemed dreamlike at first glance, but after looking at it for a long time, it felt empty and lonely.

The deep space of the universe created by magic above their heads was light-years away from them and out of reach. Could they still jump to the stars?

Everyone in the team had their eyes fixed on Fleur, including Harry, whose eyes no longer showed much urgency and seemed to accept their fate.

Snapped!

This time, it wasn't the sound of glass breaking, but Fleur's step that was beyond anyone's expectations!

Without Hermione's protection, she actually took a step forward to the left!

Hermione's screams had reached her throat, but the piece of safety glass finally allowed Hermione to swallow her anger. At the same time, some long-awaited but unbelievable hopes emerged in her heart!

Hermione wasn't the only smart one.

Thinking of the 'inspiration' that Furong just said, everyone began to guess that Furong might have discovered something!

Snapped!

Without Hermione's protection, Fleur took another step forward. This time, she also chose the glass panel on the left front.

Success again!

"What's going on, Fleur!"

The joy in her heart was like a volcano erupting, and Hermione immediately followed. She covered her mouth and her voice was crying,

"You found the pattern!"

Ron was out. But at least Harry seemed to have hope of survival.

Fleur didn't speak, but focused on looking at the starry sky. After making two successful choices to pull the team back to life and death, she turned her head and looked at everyone.

"It's a shooting star!"

Fleur had always shown herself aloof and arrogant in front of the students at Hogwarts. Harry had never seen Fleur with such a complicated expression in front of others.

It seems like crying, like laughing, like angry, like helpless, like excited.

"For meteors in the starry sky, if they cross two paths, go to the left; if they cross one path, go to the right!"

Furong's expression was messy and collapsed, and she screamed,

"This is the hint Amosta left for us!" (End of this chapter)