Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme
Chapter 223 Return
Harry held the Triwizard Cup tightly in his arms and stumbled to his feet.
He felt extremely dizzy, the scar on his forehead was still burning, and the pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse seemed to still linger on his body, making him feel sick to his stomach.
There were cheers and cheers in his ears, someone ran towards him, and a pair of strong hands took his arm. Harry looked up and saw Dumbledore's sparkling blue eyes.
"Look, Harry Potter is back with the Triwizard Cup!" Ludo Bagman's voice shouted excitedly, "They won and Hogwarts won the championship!"
The audience didn't know what was going on, but they all stood up and jumped to their feet, cheering, and the Quidditch pitch turned into a sea of joy.
Harry grabbed Dumbledore's wrist tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "He's back, Voldemort is back."
Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became sharp and he whispered: "What's going on, Harry?"
"Please go in and save Cedric first!" Harry suddenly remembered, grabbing Dumbledore's sleeve, "He is in danger in the maze! Brian recited the Cruciatus Curse on him..."
"Okay, I understand..." Dumbledore said solemnly, "You stay here."
A group of people gathered around, cheering in Harry's ears, and stretched out their hands towards Harry. Fudge's voice said: "Congratulations, Harry! Oh, he's injured, he needs to go to the school hospital!"
Harry only felt that the lively scene around him was so weird and fake. People were cheering, but Harry didn't know why they could still laugh... Oh, by the way, he won the Triwizard Tournament.
But he was not happy at all.
Dumbledore was organizing the professors to go into the maze to rescue people. He walked in first, followed by Professor McGonagall and Hagrid.
Someone half dragged and half held Harry out of the crowd. Harry glanced confusedly, it was Moody. He told Moody what had happened tonight, desperate to find someone to talk to.
The two people were getting further and further away from the venue, and the noisy voices gradually died down. Harry was in a trance, and completely ignored the increasingly ferocious look on Moody's face, and the slowly raising wand in his hand.
A ray of red light shone on Moody's forehead from a distance. Under Harry's dull gaze, Moody slowly fell down and the wand in his hand flew out.
"Finally caught up." Brian breathed a sigh of relief, "Cedric hasn't gotten out of the maze yet?"
Harry stared at Brian, his face suddenly turned red, he pointed his wand at Brian and shouted: "You attacked him! Why? You sent me to Voldemort, right?"
"I didn't expect you still had the strength to say this, Harry." Brian smiled and shook his head, "That's not me. Someone used Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be me, and Professor Moody was controlled by him."
A hesitant expression appeared on Harry's face and he lowered his wand slightly.
"So, it's really easy for you to trust others." Brian chuckled and watched in amusement as Harry raised his wand warily.
"I'm not lying to you, Cedric is walking out of the maze." Brian said, "Maybe he encountered some obstacles, so he is a little late."
Brian said, picked up Moody's wand and said, "Look, he was just thinking about killing you."
Harry stood back, confused, not knowing who to believe. To be honest, now his mind was a mess, the scars were aching, and he could hardly think about anything.
"Well, you'd better get back to the court," Brian said. "Anyway, you were really brave and admirable tonight."
Harry retreated numbly into the stadium, which was still noisy. The Weasleys and Hermione surrounded him, exclaiming: "Are you okay, Harry? Where have you been? You're great!"
Then he fell into a warm embrace and Mrs. Weasley held him tightly.
Harry felt his eyes heat up and finally got out of that state of bewilderment. His mind became much more flexible. He thought about what Brian had just said to him, and was horrified: Brian was in that cemetery tonight?
He looked around and finally found Brian, standing with his parents and being hugged by her mother.
"What's wrong, Mom?" Brian was held tightly and smelled the light perfume, he said a little uneasily.
"It's nothing, just be fine." Mrs. Foley wiped her eyes and said softly.
Mr. Foley forced a smile to him. He took some anxious steps, then sneaked over and said, "How is it? The Dark Lord is resurrected?"
"Yeah, he's completely resurrected." Brian whispered, "I even had a fight with him, but there was no winner."
Mr. Foley grabbed his chest exaggeratedly, but his expression was much more relaxed.
"We have reached an agreement for the time being." Brian added, sighing a little.
Although his battle with Voldemort tonight was on par, he still found his own shortcomings, which were his experience, grasp of the details of the battle, and fine control of spells. He could never compare to what others had accumulated over decades. Experience, as the best proof was that his Fire Curse was reversely controlled by Voldemort during tonight's battle.
Then there is the accumulation of knowledge, the improvement and creation of magic spells, such as Voldemort's silver shield, which is a transformation of the Iron Armor Curse, but it completely surpasses the protective power of the Iron Armor Curse. This is the foundation that Brian lacks.
However, Brian also discovered his own advantage, which was his reaction and memory levels, which seemed to be slightly better than Voldemort's. It can be said that tonight's fight was almost equal because of Brian's excellent reflexes and excellent layout ability.
Experience and knowledge can only be accumulated over a long period of time.
While Brian was thinking, Dumbledore and his party came out of the maze. Dumbledore's face was ashen, and every wrinkle on his face seemed to contain cold anger. Professor McGonagall blew her nose, and she used her wand to direct each body to float in the air. Hagrid held the two stiff bodies, his eye circles a little red.
Cedric was sandwiched between them, his face pale and his brows furrowed. There was a "Brian" floating next to him, his head tilted to one side, still unconscious.
"What's going on, Albus?" Fudge leaned over and asked, "What happened?"
Hagrid made the two girls lie down on the grass field and blew their noses hard.
"Oh God, two people are dead!" Fudge shouted, his face was pale and frightened, "Two warriors are dead!"
When these words spread, the dark and crowded crowd screamed in horror, and the buzz of discussion went from two people dead to all the warriors lying dead.
People screamed in panic, some were crying hysterically, and several girls almost fainted when they saw Brian standing here.
Relatives of the warriors ran over and fell on their knees before their daughters, weeping in disbelief. Blaise sat slumped next to Treya, his eyes dull and empty.
The comatose warriors woke up one after another, Krum knocked on his head, Cecilia screamed hysterically, scratched her hair frantically, and was hypnotized into sleep by Madame Maxime. Belisha raised his wand with red eyes, desperately trying to break through his father's obstruction and kill "Bryan" who was lying on the ground...
Only Furong was knocked unconscious in advance, and now she was looking at all this with some confusion and confusion, and was held tightly in her arms by her mother.
All living things appeared in front of Brian's eyes one by one. He looked at this scene with some sadness, not feeling sad, but feeling pity for the loss of young life.
"Where is Harry?" Dumbledore didn't have time to pay attention to others, he asked the people around him.
"He was taken away by Professor Moody," someone responded.
"Here, Dumbledore. Harry is fine!" Mrs. Weasley shouted.
"Okay, Harry, you need to come with me." Dumbledore said, "Hagrid, take this friend with you..." He pointed to "Brian" lying on the ground.
Then, he found Mr. Crouch. At this time, Mr. Crouch had a strange expression and was struggling like a madman. Dumbledore waved his wand to silence him, and followed numbly.
"Where is Alastor, Harry?" he asked again.
"Outside the pitch, he was knocked unconscious by Brian," Harry said.
"Okay, Minerva, take Alastor with you." Dumbledore said, "And Brian, please come with me." He looked at Brian deeply, his eyes were very oppressive and piercing. Penetration.
"Dumbledore, they need to go to the school hospital!" Fudge was saying. His face was very pale.
"No, Connelly, they have more important things to do." Dumbledore said in a calm but unquestionable tone, "They need to figure out what happened..."
The emotionally unstable warriors were hypnotized and sent to the school hospital. Fudge stayed behind to stabilize the situation. Brian waved to his parents and followed Dumbledore and the others toward the castle.
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