Chapter 1709: ?Transnational relations
The labyrinth is of course a labyrinth. The Top Ten Tournament version is designed to accommodate more players to enter at the same time, and develop the Wuhen Stretching Curse to its extreme.
This maze covers an area of 10,000 acres, which is 40 square kilometers in metric units. It is said that even Hermione will have to play until tomorrow morning when she comes in.
Harry was still running at first, but he couldn't run a bit after two hours.
Turning left, right, then left, he found himself walking a few dead ends several times. He chanted the Orientation Mantra again and found that he had gone too far east. He turned back, turned to the right, and saw a strange golden mist floating in front of him.
Harry stepped forward cautiously and pointed his wand at it. It seemed to be a kind of magic. He didn't know if he could blow it up.
"Bone to pieces!" he shouted.
The spell pierced the golden mist straight through and had no effect on it. Harry thought he should have thought of this long ago. The smashing curse is used to deal with solid obstacles. The golden mist is not a solid. , Unfortunately, that is not a skill that he can use alone.
He was hesitating, and suddenly a scream cut through the silence around him.
"Furong?!"
Harry called the girl's name. He knew her first because the girl was one of Hermione's foreign friends.
But later Harry's relationship with Fleur was more familiar than between him and Hermione from the same school.
Although Fleur's English accent is very weird, the girl admits very generously that she likes boys like Harry Potter, and the more melancholy and pitiful, the better.
"No way, French women are so easy to fall in love with sad men, as if they can't help stopping when they see the fallen leaves on the Champs Elysées."
She explained that and laughed amazingly beautiful, and Harry thought she might have the blood of a fairy, but Hermione told him it was of Veeva blood.
who cares?
Harry's partner at the Christmas ball last year was Fleur.
Roughly because the affairs between Harry and Zhang Qiu were finally upset by Ron, that guy didn't know what was wrong, he had to say that Harry and Ginny were a natural pair.
Zhang Qiu heard all kinds of rumors in the school, especially after Gryffindor's "Harry and Ginny are getting married at school", he decisively broke up with Snape, which hurt the warriors on Christmas morning. No partner.
Unless Harry is willing to dance with the Indian sisters like Ron.
Ginny also felt ashamed, she was unmarried and pregnant? The subject or Harry? She obviously only regarded Harry as the brother! Which **** gossip about? !
So the two men beat Ron violently after discovering the culprit, but it was too late. Ginny had already made an appointment with her partner. She was going to dance with Luna at night, because Hermione said she and the professors and the ten institutes The school principals dance, which is considered a diplomatic mission and let the girls play by themselves.
Harry became a lonely family and became even more melancholy, but then Fleur appeared and enthusiastically expressed that she had no partner, and that she wanted to go to the prom with Harry.
It was a very beautiful night. After the prom, the two of them avoided Mrs. Maxim of Boothbarton and secretly went on a date by the Black Lake. The enthusiasm of the French girl made Harry seem to be in heaven.
And now, he looked around, anxiously wondering what happened to her?
Her cry seemed to come from the front, and there was no time to delay. He took a deep breath and ventured into the magical golden mist.
The world turned upside down, and Harry hung there upside down, his long hair hanging upright on the ground, as if he could fall into the bottomless sky at any time.
"Oh, fuchsia?"
He sneered. This could be regarded as one of Harry's most familiar curses. When he was still possessed by Snape in his dream, he had experienced such treatment countless times, and he had long become a coping expert.
He closed his eyes, not looking at the sky under his feet, and then pulled his right foot from the ceiling with all his strength.
The world immediately returned to its original state, and Harry fell to his knees on solid ground.
He took a deep breath, calmed down, then got up and ran forward. While running, he looked back at the golden mist. It seemed to gleam at him innocently under the moonlight, as if to say that he was just pure. The prank.
Harry didn't care about the past anymore, he wanted to focus on the happy life in the future.
He ran quickly, stopped at the intersection of the two roads, looking for traces of Furong.
He was sure it was her voice just now, what happened to her? how is it now? Didn't see the red sparks. Does this indicate that she has gotten rid of the trouble, or is the trouble she encountered is so great that she can't even take out the wand?
Harry ran to the fork road on the right with growing anxiety. Within a minute, he stopped suddenly and a sound came from the road next to him.
"What are you going to do?" Furong's voice said, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Then Harry heard Krum's voice: "Heart-cutting!"
The air was filled with the screams of Fleur, and Harry was terrified. He used the fiery spell he had learned in his dream and burned a small hole in the hedge. He thrust his leg into the hole and kicked hard. The dense thorns and branches finally kicked a gap, and then worked hard to get through.
The robes were torn, but he didn't pay attention to them. Looking to the right, he saw Lotus fell on the ground and twitched. Krum heard the movement and was running away.
Harry got up and pointed his magic wand at the star player: "Faint!"
Harry shouted.
The curse hit Krum's back, he stopped abruptly, threw forward, and lay face down on the grass, motionless.
Harry rushed to Furong, she had gotten rid of the convulsions caused by the magical torture, lying on the grass in the maze, panting, her hands tightly covering her face.
"Is it all right?" Harry asked hoarsely, holding her ~www.NovelMTL.com~ it was all right, but his heart was beating fast. "Furong let go of her hand, she touched Harry's face with difficulty: "He attacked me from behind, but this is also the rule of the game, isn't it?" "
Harry stared at Krum, who was silent on the ground, and shook his head: "Using an unforgivable curse on people in the UK will sentence Azkaban to life imprisonment, but this law doesn't work for you foreigners... . It’s unbelievable. I used to think that Quidditch athletes are all good people."
I don't know if what he said was unbelievable, whether it was referring to Krum's dark behavior, or his innocence in the past.
Fleur motioned Harry to leave her alone and move on. She was in pain all over and needed a good rest, but the game continued.
Harry was originally unwilling to separate. After all, his current mentality is to participate, and he does not expect to win Hermione. Then the girlfriend in his arms is naturally much better than the poor chance of winning.
But Fleur is a very resilient girl. She insisted on letting Harry do what she should do: "Didn’t you still want to win the championship for Hogwarts and your parents? Don’t a British gentleman know what it means? When it comes to it? What's more, I want to see who is stronger between you and Hermione..."
She laughed like a prank, and gave Harry a hot kiss. She was older, which allowed her to dominate the secret relationship.
It was both righteousness and tenderness, how could Harry stand it?
"Don't worry, I dare not say anything to others, but I do what I say, so I will show you the trophy!"
Harry sprayed rough air in his nostrils, picked her up and gently placed her on the'Krum' brand mat, and then the surviving boy recognized the direction, ran, and plunged into the thick darkness. In the night.
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