Hogwarts Homecoming

Chapter 1089 The End!

Passing through the darkened portal, there is a familiar wooden platform hanging in the air.

This time the warriors did not fall into any strange space, they appeared in the Forbidden Forest again.

The clouds and smoke floating in the forest obscure the deep forbidden forest, but above the clouds and mist, the green sea formed by the tree crowns swaying in the breeze is still refreshing.

Harry looked at the looming Hogwarts Castle in the distance. For a long time, he withdrew his gaze and fixed his eyes on the edge of the platform. His eyebrows were slightly raised. There was a hint of excitement in his voice as he was exhausted physically and mentally from a series of challenges. ,

"So, is it going to be a game of Quidditch this time?"

Twelve broomsticks hovered on the edge of the platform.

"Nimbus 2000?"

Victor walked over and recognized the models of these broomsticks with just one glance.

“This is a very good performance broomstick for competition.”

"Well, Twelve Broomsticks—"

Fleur counted the number of brooms,

"You mean, all the members of the four teams will come together to compete for the key?"

Harry and Cedric immediately looked at Viktor, and the latter naturally understood what they meant.

Spreading his hands, Viktor expressed his stance with a smile,

"I will keep my previous promise and help you obtain this key."

In terms of controlling the broomstick, both Harry and Cedric were inferior to Viktor. After receiving Viktor's promise, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, what do we need to do, catch the Golden Snitch?"

Harry walked to the broom, grabbed a broom and rubbed the broom handle happily.

His first broomstick was the Nimbus 2000, and he has a deep affection for this model of broomstick.

Wow!

The clouds and mist that filled the forest were suddenly broken, and a dense group of small golden things flew into the sky shrouded in sunset.

This group of small creatures is extremely agile, flapping its wings in mid-air like a breeze.

"Ah, it's really the Golden Snitch!"

Cedric rubbed his hands, eager to try,

"Grab a golden key from a bunch of golden snitches. I think that's what we need to do."

"Oh, luckily I already have one."

Fleur patted her chest,

"I'm not as good at Quidditch as Triana, but this challenge is quite interesting. You don't have to fight any monsters."

"So be it!"

Cedric stepped onto a broomstick confidently. He looked at Harry,

"Whoever catches it belongs to him. If Victor catches it, we will draw lots again. Is it a deal?"

"Very reasonable."

Harry nodded.

"I've always heard that you're a pretty good flyer, Harry, Cedric."

Victor's face showed confidence and domineering that were not seen in the previous levels.

"We can compare."

"It's a pity that Ron is gone, he would have loved this level."

Harry said with a smile, then turned to look at Hermione who was looking embarrassed,

"Oh, there's no need to be embarrassed, Hermione, I'll do it!"

Hermione rolled her eyes but didn't argue.

She knew that Harry definitely wanted to compete fairly with Cedric on how to control the broomstick, and her Quidditch level was probably not enough to participate in such a high-level competition.

So, the three boys with outstanding achievements in Quidditch took their positions, and after Fleur gave the order, they shot through the air like sharp arrows coming off the string!

Ludo Bagman roared heartbreakingly at this scene, and the little wizards watching the game on the spot cheered like waves!

But it wasn’t long before the cheers turned to screams and eventually sighs of disappointment.

Many Hufflepuff wizards even cried.

"Oh, did I miss something?"

Amosta, who had sent the letter, hurried back to the referee's bench.

On the big screen were many students flying around, waving sticks and hammering more than a dozen Bludgers towards Harry and Viktor.

"That young man named Cedric was unfortunately hit!"

Ludo Bagman turned his head and answered Amosta's question, with a look of regret on his face.

"Hogwarts has completely lost a team. To be honest, he actually flew quite well even if he was not very lucky."

"He was caught off guard."

Madame Maxime said,

"Those students of yours who flew out of the clouds and so many Bludgers shocked him. After going through so many levels, he is obviously not as agile as usual."

"If that Potter falls too."

Dreggen said abruptly,

"Hogwarts is probably in danger."

"Winning or losing is not what matters, Vip."

Dumbledore looked sideways and smiled,

"As the first Triwizard Tournament in many centuries, I think Amosta's intention in arranging these competitions is to promote mutual understanding and cooperation between the three magic schools in Europe."

"Oh, this is indeed what I was looking forward to."

Amosta nodded and smiled.

"I look forward to these outstanding young people working together to overcome the difficult future."

Maxim and Dreggen were slightly silent, their expressions were touched.

Durmstrang and Beauxbatons came all the way, hoping to win the Triwizard Cup at Hogwarts.

But both principals had to admit it.

The first Triwizard Tournament in many centuries, it was just a matter of victory but it ended up being inferior.

Finding a golden key among hundreds of golden snitches is no easy task.

Not to mention, there were students from the remaining three colleges in the physical education class who kept waving wooden sticks and using bludgers to interfere with them.

Even a world-class Quidditch seeker like Viktor and a once-in-a-century genius like Harry couldn't easily seize the key in this situation.

But adverse circumstances can also be turned into advantages.

After repeated failed attempts, Harry and Viktor finally came to their senses.

They are no longer obsessed with grabbing the key, but use their excellent flying skills to induce others.

One by one, interference players were sent off the field by Bludgers hit by their own teammates.

In the end, Viktor used his signature skills to attract the attention of the interference personnel, and Harry rushed into a pile of golden snitches to obtain this vital key to Hogwarts!

The setting sun is half hidden, and the red glow is dim.

Viktor and Harry, covered in bruises and bruises, flew back to the platform high in the sky.

"Here you go, Hermione—"

Harry, who had been hit by countless Bludgers, grimaced in pain, but still smiled tenaciously and handed the key to Hermione, whose eyes were red.

The dazzling golden glow suddenly fell the moment Hermione took the key. Under the shocked gazes of the remaining four people, a stone platform suddenly rose in the center of the wooden platform, and the stone platform carried--

"Oh, I think this is it"

Furong's face was full of shock, and she stared at the stone platform, which was covered in a transparent glass cover, and was shining with splendor.

"Triwizard Cup!"

The exhausted Viktor looked in awe,

"Whoever gets it can win the Triwizard Tournament!"

But things obviously won't be that simple.

Three keyholes on the base of the glass cover let everyone know what the key they were fighting for was used for.

"I think the key we have is used to open this glass cover."

The four remaining people came closer and stared at each other in silence for a long time before Hermione spoke in a low voice.

So what to do?

Victory and honor are right in front of you, grab the other two keys and you can have it all!

A final duel?

Everyone is thinking about this problem.

It is true that the remaining warriors and assistants at Hogwarts are better at dueling, but now that the game has progressed, Harry and Hermione have run out of gas, and now their advantage is not so obvious.

"us."

Fleur looked at Hermione and Harry and hesitated to speak, while Viktor lowered his head and frowned, seeming to 'hate' the current situation very much.

Harry stared at the exquisite Triwizard Cup, and scenes from the competition flashed through his mind.

Throughout the entire game, it is better to say that they have been working together than against each other.

"What if. uh--"

Harry looked at Hermione, and Hermione immediately responded and read Harry's gaze.

"If you don't mind."

Hermione knew the reason for Harry's difficulty, and she only hesitated for a short time before her expression calmed down. She looked at Viktor and Fleur with a smile.

"We can get the trophy together."

"Together?!"

Viktor suddenly raised his head and looked at Hermione in shock.

"you mean"

"It's just what you think, Viktor."

Hermione continued to smile, and Harry, who she was judging, let out a long breath and had the same light look on his face.

"Oh, hehe--"

Furong fiddled with her hair, suppressed her surprise and revealed a charming smile.

"I'm starting to like you a little bit, Hermione!"

"Then let's go together!"

Viktor also smiled in relief.

Three keys were inserted into the keyhole, the glass cover dispersed in the light golden flame, and the shining trophy was exposed to the air.