Chapter 577 Champion

Madam Pomfrey was originally waiting on the Quidditch pitch, but rushed back as soon as she got the news.

As soon as she entered the door, she ran straight to Harry.

The main reason was that Harry looked so miserable now. He was completely disgraced, his good robes had turned into tattered strips of cloth, as if he had been wearing a mop, and his legs were bleeding continuously.

On the other hand, Kyle's clothes were even cleaner than those of some professors, such as Black and Moody.

Madam Pomfrey even thought that Harry was the warrior who broke through the maze, and Kyle was just here to watch the fun.

However, out of a serious and responsible attitude, Madam Pomfrey checked Kyle's body later and gave him a bottle of potion that could restore his energy.

Hmm... it tastes as bad as ever.

Ten minutes later, in the school hospital.

Harry was lying on the hospital bed. The injury on his leg had healed, and he had a new pair of glasses on his face that Professor McGonagall had just gotten for him.

After Madam Pomfrey left, Sirius couldn't wait to ask: "What happened!"

Harry put down the hot cocoa in his hand and told him exactly what happened after he was taken away.

After hearing about Voldemort's unique method of resurrection, everyone gasped that there was such magic.

"I think I've heard of it."

Professor Moody's blue magic eyes kept turning.

"In the Middle Ages, someone invented an extremely evil ritual in order to resurrect the despicable Herbo. I think this is it."

"So, is Voldemort really back?" Sirius asked.

"I don't know." Professor Moody shook his head, "When Dumbledore comes back...oh, he's already here."

Just as he was talking, the door to the school hospital was opened again, and Dumbledore walked in from the outside.

But the moment they saw him, everyone's hearts sank.

Dumbledore seemed to have experienced a big battle. His face was ugly, his robe was missing, and his left hand was charred black.

There are not many people in the entire magic world who can make him so embarrassed.

Professor Moody's magic eye turned, "Li Huo?"

"Well, I was careless for a moment." Dumbledore raised his left hand and tapped it with his wand.

The black parts of his hands began to fade away, and soon returned to their original appearance.

But no one present was happy.

"So, is it really... the mysterious man?" Sirius asked dryly.

"Maybe it's hard for you to accept..." Dumbledore raised his head, "Yes, he is back."

The school hospital fell into silence.

Dumbledore's words completely confirmed the authenticity of the news.

"Professor, didn't you kill him?" Harry asked eagerly.

"I'm sorry." Dumbledore shook his head, "Tom didn't intend to fight me there, he ran away, just like he did more than ten years ago.

"And I have to admit that his means of escaping are better than before."

Dumbledore seemed to want to ease the tense atmosphere in the school hospital, but the effect was not satisfactory. Everyone looked worried.

"professor."

At this time, Kyle said: "Am I going to the Quidditch pitch? The Triwizard Tournament is probably not over yet."

"Yes, I was just about to say that."

Dumbledore said, "Minerva, Alastor, you'd better go back quickly. No matter what happens next, the game must continue."

Professor McGonagall and Professor Moody nodded and walked out of the campus hospital one after another.

It didn't matter to Sirius and Snape, but they were considered the safety guards of the third competition. If Dumbledore's Patronus hadn't told them that something was wrong, the two would never have left the maze.

Now that Kyle and Harry are back, they naturally want to go back.

After leaving the school hospital, Professor McGonagall immediately transformed into a tabby cat and ran towards the Quidditch pitch, while Professor Moody gradually disappeared.

"Oh, and this."

After the two left, Dumbledore took out a trophy.

"You forgot it on the top of the mountain. You, the champion, don't count without a trophy."

"Should I go there with it?" Kyle asked.

"Although this is okay, I have a better way to make the game look more reasonable."

Dumbledore tapped it with his wand. "Mentos!"

Then he continued: "I have to go back now. The time is five minutes. After that, just put your hands on it... Then we will see you later."

After that, Dumbledore also left.

The only ones left in the school hospital were Kyle, Harry, and their two mortal enemies, Sirius and Snape.

Obviously, even the news of Voldemort's comeback cannot resolve the hatred between the two of them for the time being.

"Snotlout, aren't you going to tell your master?" Sirius mocked, "Tell him that Harry is here, in Hogwarts!"

Snape rarely spoke. He looked at Sirius coldly, then his eyes stayed on Kyle for a moment, then he got up and left with Dumbledore.

"I really don't understand why Principal Dumbledore still lets you stay here at this time!" Sirius said loudly on purpose.

Snape heard it, but didn't stop.

Sirius didn't look at Harry until he completely disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

"Remember, stay away from Snape in the future and never be alone with him."

Although Harry was a little confused, he still nodded. After all, he had done this before.

Then he looked at Kyle and the Triwizard Cup placed on the ground.

"Congratulations, you won the Triwizard Tournament." He said, "I knew it must be you."

Harry had seen Kyle's strength more than once, especially the giant dragon made of flames he saw ten minutes ago.

Although he didn't know what the curse was, the terrible sense of oppression made Harry feel frightened even when he thought about it now.

"Thank you, I'll see you later." Kyle said, "I think Professor Dumbledore has something else to ask us."

"I know," Harry said.

If he guessed correctly, the words he just said to Professor McGonagall should have to be repeated again.

After the time was almost up, Kyle came to the Triwizard Cup and grabbed the handle on the side of the trophy.

The scene in front of him changed instantly.

Kyle felt like he was drowned by waves of sound, and his ears were filled with cheers and the sound of fireworks exploding.

He returned to the edge of the maze, with everyone around him shouting his name.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Triwizard Tournament has been chosen." Ludo Bagman's voice came from the commentary platform.

He spoke in a low voice and was a little absent-minded... But no one cared about this, everyone was cheering heartily.

Kyle raised the Triwizard Cup in his hand, and the surrounding voices instantly became louder.

He looked towards the audience. Dumbledore had changed into a new robe and was smiling and applauding. However, he was now standing in the seat in front of Karkaroff. His original seat was Connell. Lifuge.

The Minister of Magic is here too? He really likes to join in the fun.

Kyle looked away and soon found Connor in the stands.

She was waving her hands, shouting and jumping, cheering, Fred and George were busy setting off fireworks, and Cedric next to her was excitedly waving a flag with a Hufflepuff badger on it.