Chapter 186 Trophy

"My wand is in Katerina's hand." Harry suddenly asked Professor McGonagall for help when the two were about to leave.

Before McGonagall could speak, the fake Moody said, "Namar, give the wand back to him. Don't be angry with the child."

Kate didn't argue and threw the wand to Harry directly.

The two professors took the two warriors away, leaving Kate and Harry looking at each other.

"You can't beat me, and I don't want to give up the trophy, so let's get it together." Kate continued to induce him.

Harry seemed to be struggling with his thoughts. After a while, he looked up and asked, "Did Bin ask you to win the championship? Why? For you, this competition is just a child's play, why do you have to compete with me?"

"I will tell you the reason in the future. Now you have only two choices. One is to become a double champion with me, and the other is to lose the chance of winning the championship, then you can't use this trophy to confess to her."

Katerina didn't forget to tease Harry at this moment, making his face remain blood red.

In the end, Harry gave in and wandered the maze with Katerina.

"Wait, let's cast a spell first." Kate didn't allow him to object at all. It took nearly a minute to cast a spell, and cast a super powerful spell on each of them.

During the spell casting process, Harry felt a slight tingling sensation on his skin. It is conceivable how powerful the magic power is.

"What spell did you silently cast?" Harry was curious about the answer.

(*ω`*): "Waterproof and moisture-proof spell. What I fear most is sweating and sticking to dirty things. This magic can ensure that we are not afraid of monsters shooting disgusting things."

"..." Harry was speechless.

The big spider came and was tied to his knees by Kate's full-body binding spell; the blasting skrewt was hypnotized; the giant scorpion was shot away by the water cannon; the unicorn was hostile to them, so let it fall into the illusion and rotate...

In short, Harry didn't have a chance to take action throughout the whole process, watching the magical animals that were originally extremely powerful kneel under Kate's cherry wood stick one by one.

At first, they often walked into dead ends, but the further they walked, the less they encountered alleys.

"How did you do it?" Harry asked curiously.

"What did you do?" Kate asked back with a bit of disapproval.

Harry added: "How did you avoid the alleys?"

"The closer to the central area, the less space there is for building alleys. It is better to build some small roads that make people fall into a dead loop." Kate paused, saw Harry's unconvinced look, and then explained: "Also, the more alleys you encounter, the more you can feel the designer's thinking, which can be summarized into 87 tips and more than 40 precautions. Do you want to listen?"

"Pretend..." Harry muttered something, but rolled his eyes to the sky.

"What are you talking about?" Kate asked with a friendly smile, and Harry was so scared that he quickly changed his words: "You have been with Bin for too long, and you are becoming more and more like him..."

"Are you pretending as well?" Kate continued with a smile, and Harry was so scared that he trembled again: "No, I am becoming more and more knowledgeable like him."

Kate nodded with satisfaction, and Harry rolled his eyes again when he turned his head back to the front.

As they walked along a long, straight path, a giant lion with a woman's face appeared in front of them, that is, the Sphinx, which needed to guess the riddle to pass.

Harry didn't think twice and bravely walked to the front of the Sphinx.

"You are very close to your goal. The fastest way is to pass through me."

"Tell me, how can we pass?" Harry asked easily.

"..." The Sphinx jumped, as if he didn't expect someone to answer the riddle so directly. "Answer my riddle. Guess it once - I will let you pass. Guess it wrong - I will pounce on you. Don't answer - I will let you go away and won't hurt you."

"Go ahead!" Harry said confidently.

The Sphinx sat on her hind legs, blocking the middle of the road, and read: "I am short when I am old, but I will be tall when I am young. What am I?"

Harry stared at the Sphinx with his mouth open, as if he didn't believe that this was a riddle.

"Candle." Katerina answered.

"Match." Harry answered.

"You got it wrong." The Sphinx glanced at Harry but didn't pounce on him. "Fortunately, the lady next to you got it right first."

"How can a match be wrong?" Harry retorted in dissatisfaction, but the Sphinx asked even more dissatisfaction than him: "How can a match become shorter?"

Seeing that Harry and the Sphinx had different interpretations of polysemous words, Katerina couldn't help laughing. "This is the wizarding world, okay? Matches are modern industrial products. Europe invented them in the 19th century, later than the lighter."

This can't be blamed on anyone. The first class of "Transfiguration" at Hogwarts is to turn matches into needles. Who would have guessed that the old-fashioned and strict Professor McGonagall would use Muggle products to practice with the freshmen?

If they weren't acquaintances, no one would have deliberately studied McGonagall. She grew up in a Muggle village before entering school and would not resist using Muggle items at all.

Harry blushed and couldn't refute her words.

"You can pass." The Sphinx smiled kindly at Kate. She stood up, stretched out her front legs, and stepped aside.

"Thank you!" Kate walked to the other end of the passage and stood behind the Sphinx, waiting for Harry to continue solving the puzzle.

Fortunately, the second question was just as simple: "What has eyes but can't see?"

But Harry thought for nearly a minute before he came up with the correct answer: "Needle."

The two also passed, but Harry whispered: "It's not that it took me so long to figure out the answer. I was thinking about whether there is something older than sewing needles... I don't know that the magic world uses No need for sewing needles…”

Harry's mood was a little low, but Kate's words of comfort had no effect, and then the two stopped talking.

After walking for two or three minutes, a spider that was even bigger than before jumped out and sprayed spider silk at the two of them.

"Fire is raging." Kate's wand sprayed out a large ball of fire and burned away the spider's silk. The big spider was frightened and hid aside quickly, and was then tied up with a full body binding spell.

Harry walked up to the trophy without defeating a single monster in the entire process.

"Let's take it together!" Although Kate's tone was calm, she still took two deep breaths.

Harry looked at the trophy nervously, then looked at Kate and said, "I'll take it alone, you and Ben don't have to face them."

Kate looked around for a moment, and after confirming that there was no invisible person nearby, she walked up to Harry and asked in a low voice: "Hermione told you the prophecy in the room, right?"

She looked at Harry's nervous expression, smiled slightly and said: "But this is our fate, we can't escape it."

"You and Bin didn't appear in the prophecy at all." Harry lowered his head and muttered: "This is not a fate you need to bear."

"I chose, that is my destiny." Kate pulled him to the trophy and said firmly: "Ready, three, two..."

Harry reached for the trophy at the same speed as her.

"one!"

Kate and Harry each grabbed a handle, and they suddenly felt their navels being pulled, but they still held the handle of the trophy and made a spatial leap with the whistling wind and rotating colors.

When their feet touched the ground again, the two of them had arrived in a strange cemetery.

Kate shook the trophy and motioned for Harry to put it down as well.

"Is this the place?" Harry asked in a low voice in Kate's ear after putting down the trophy.

Instead of the castle and the hill, it was surrounded by an overgrown cemetery, with the black outline of a small church on the right and a hill on the left. There is also an old abandoned house on the mountain.

Kate nodded and didn't say much.

Obviously, the two of them knew that the trophy was a door key, and that the next step was Voldemort's resurrection ceremony.

Kate took out her wand and shook it. Harry immediately raised his wand knowingly and scanned the surroundings with her.

Soon, someone came from the darkness.

The figure was approaching them step by step among the graves.

It was already night, and the two of them couldn't see clearly the appearance of the person opposite, but the person was obviously walking with something in his arms.

His legs were weak and he walked with a limp. He wore a hooded cloak that covered his face.

The distance between them continued to shrink, and Kate and Harry could clearly see that the man was holding an extremely ugly baby.

At this time, Harry looked at Kate, but she was nervous and on guard, not even looking at him.

The man stopped in front of the tombstone, just six feet away from them, looking into Harry and Kate's eyes.

Suddenly, Harry was holding the scar on his forehead, a look of pain on his face, and didn't even pick up his wand when it fell to the ground. He covered his face with his hands, bent his legs and fell to the ground, and did not continue to look at the figure in front of him.

A cold voice said: "I want that woman."

A burst of invisible magic invaded...

"Petrificus Totalus!"

There was no light or abnormal sound, and Katerina fell to the ground, her whole body stiff.

Petrifying everything is a simple curse, but if this magic is cast by a powerful wizard, it is not something that ordinary students can instantly remove with a spell.

Harry stared blankly at Catalina's face and her blue eyes. He moved slightly, but his whole body could not move. He still maintained the movement of raising the staff and lay on his side.

The cripple in a cloak had put down his baggage, lit his wand, and was dragging Harry, who had lost his wand, towards the marble tombstone.

Before he was pushed around and his back hit the tombstone, the name on the tombstone was "Tom Riddle."

The lame man used magic to conjure a rope and tied Harry's whole body to the tombstone, with only his head exposed. He struggled hard and the man hit him - the hand that hit him still has intricate scars.

Harry knew who was inside the hood, it was Fake Moody, Crouch Jr.

"It's you!" he exclaimed.

But the fake Moody didn't answer and was busy testing the firmness of the rope. When he was sure that Harry could not struggle, he walked away excitedly.

Harry said nothing the whole time, and couldn't see where the fake Moody had gone. The range of his turning head was also limited, and he could only look straight ahead. Caitlina was still lying on her side twenty feet away, her face facing Harry.