Chapter 450: Before the game (modified)

"This is the memory Harry just handed over to me, Alan, you might as well take a look." Dumbledore put the memory he just got from Harry into the churning meditation basin.

Allen did not refuse. Although he had heard Harry talk about it, he could see nature better.

When Allen came out of the meditation basin, Dumbledore was pacing beside the meditation basin. When he saw Allen, he stopped.

"Why did Harry and Voldemort get in touch, what do you think of this?" Dumbledore asked.

"Obviously, it's not just a nightmare, it's just that the nightmare won't cause Harry's scars." Allen sat back in his chair, and was very careful.

"You're right." Dumbledore whispered and sat down at the desk again. "That's not an ordinary scar. That unsuccessful spell connected Harry and him. I have a little idea, but I want to hear your opinion more. "

Alan sorted his thoughts, "I have only one speculation, only speculation ... I have seen an introduction to Horcrux, from the state of Voldemort himself, and this connection between him and Harry, I doubt He inadvertently made Harry one of his Horcruxes. "

For a time neither of them spoke. Dumbledore stared at the front, and from time to time he used the tip of his wand to take a silver thought from the temple and put it in a churning meditation basin.

"Dumbledore, you have put away that book since Tom Riddle, but this student still knows so much about the method of making Horcruxes, don't you worry that he will be the next one?" A slightly cunning voice sounded Got up.

"Thank you for your reminder, Phineas." Dumbledore stared at Allen with a serious look, and Allen looked back calmly. "I think Allen should understand the harm caused by the split spirit."

The two were silent again, and Dumbledore took out some thoughts from time to time.

"The last game was his last chance." Dumbledore said suddenly.

"Mr. Bagman once said that the warriors would not be left empty-handed, so what is that reward?" Allen asked.

"This is the latest rule negotiated by the organizing committee, but it has not yet been finalized. It's just that the pure-blood families donated six additional medals of different materials and placed them in the maze to reward the warriors." Light blue eyes looked at the silver-white substance in the meditation basin, which was gently rotating with a magic wand. Six medals appeared in the sky above the meditation basin.

Allen looked at them with interest. "I think Voldemort's most likely way is to secretly make this medal a door key, so that once Harry touches it, he will be passed to where they want him to go. First The proposed pure-blood family is the most suspicious and requires constant attention, because they are probably directed by Voldemort. "

"It shouldn't be the champion medal." Dumbledore looked at Allen through the meditation basin, which was the unique penetrating gaze. "In terms of the current rankings and the strength you show, they It should be expected that Harry could not be the first. Then they should try to ensure that he competes for the second or third position. "

"Since there is already a clue, we still pretend not to know his method is better." Allen took out a communication medal on the H94 uniform from the pocket of his robe. "This medal can be positioned and communicated, I will also take Give Harry one, but not now, Harry has n’t learned Occlusion and it ’s easy to be discovered. I wo n’t give it to him until the game. "

A box of colorful candy flew to Allen. "Cool cranberries will make you feel a different kind of stimulation." Dumbledore blinked mischievously.

However, Allen didn't reach for it. He thought of Ron's tongue being burnt through a hole because of eating cool cranberries. Allen didn't want to taste such a stimulating taste.

According to Dumbledore ’s habit, taking out food to find the little wizard often means to talk about it so far, and Allen knows he should go. He stood up to say goodbye, and Dumbledore also stood up.

"Alan, do you know where the eight-eyed giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest have gone?" Dumbledore asked suddenly.

"Have you taught the ancient magic of Harry Potter before they happened?"

After finally entering June, the atmosphere in the castle became nervous and excited again. Everyone is looking forward to the last game to be held one week before the holiday.

Harry practiced spells whenever he was free. He felt more confident than the previous two. Although this game is definitely full of hardships, this time he was notified in advance and had the opportunity to make some preparations.

Professor McGonagall always saw Harry practicing everywhere in the school, so she allowed him to use the Transfiguration Classroom during lunch time. Harry quickly mastered the obstacle spell, which could block the attackers; the smash spell, which can blow up solid obstacles; and the directional spell that Hermione discovered and handed him, which could make his wand point north, so he was You can judge whether the direction is right or wrong in the maze. But he hasn't fully mastered the iron armor curse, this spell can temporarily form an invisible solid wall around him, but Hermione skillfully cast a soft leg curse to break it. Harry limped around the house for ten minutes before she found the cracking spell.

It ’s not just him. All warriors are studying all kinds of battles and directions except for a little check of the curse in the ancient Milos area in the tower collection and immersed in the devil ’s curse. Curse.

This even brought up the whole Hogwarts enthusiasm to learn the spell. Professor Flitwick will be surrounded by the learned little wizards every time, but the good-tempered professor obviously enjoys it very much. The cane swing and pronunciation skills are delighted by the little wizards' progress.

On the day of the game, the Gryffindor breakfast table was very lively. A screaming owl sent Hermione the Morning Prophet Daily as usual. She opened the newspaper, glanced at the front page, and immediately sprayed a sip of pumpkin juice on the newspaper.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, staring at her.

"Nothing." Hermione hurriedly wanted to hide the newspaper ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ wrote it to me, right? Asked Harry.

But before Harry asked to read the newspaper, Simo, who was sitting at the same table with Ron, cried out.

When he saw Harry looking at him, he said uncomfortably: "That's right in the newspaper, you do get ridiculous, and your scars are so painful that you faint."

"But Harry is not insane. We are in a dormitory. Others are talking nonsense, don't you know?" Ron next to him sneered.

Harry reached out to Seymour, and Seymour handed him the newspaper.

Harry saw his picture as soon as he opened it, and the caption above was striking:

Harry Potter

-Upset, emotionally dangerous

The boy who defeated the mysterious person is emotionally unstable and may be quite dangerous, special reporter Rita Skeeter reports. Recently, there is alarming evidence disclosing the strange behavior of Harry Potter, making people doubt whether he is suitable to participate in such a difficult competition as the Triwizard Tournament, or even suitable for school at Hogwarts ...

"Harry, this is nonsense, you have to post it today! Don't be affected." Hermione persuaded worriedly.

"It's okay, I will pass through smoothly." Harry folded the newspaper and said easily.

Professor McGonagall came to them along the Gryffindor table.

"Potter, the warriors assemble in the conference room next to the auditorium after breakfast," she said.

"But the game only started at night!" Harry accidentally sprinkled the fried egg on him, thinking he had remembered the wrong time.

"I know, Potter," Professor McGonagall said, "kinsmen of the Warriors are invited to watch the finals, you can meet."

She walked away. Harry quickly swallowed the food in his hand.