HP Dawn Night

After a while, the patrolman came out from the entrance of the maze with his wand in hand. The wand controlled a person to float in mid-air, and he seemed to lose consciousness.Madam Pomfrey and Bagman who were waiting by the side of the field rushed to check the situation.

Madam Pomfrey arrived first, she inspected the man's condition, and then cast a few spells.

"It's Krum!" Bagman said, bending over to look.Sighs of regret echoed in the stands, mixed with protests of dissatisfaction from Durmstrang students.At this moment, Madam Pomfrey stood up and said a few words to him, and Bagman then announced an explosive news: "He was stunned by an artificial stun spell! It seems that there has been quite a battle among the warriors." Fierce competition--"

Madam Pomfrey waited for Bagman to finish, then went on to say something to him.

"But Delacour also screamed before, so she wasn't scared." Draco pointed out this key question, but obviously he couldn't give an answer before Krum recovered, Pomfrey The lady controlled Krum on the stretcher, and then led him towards the castle.

"Either Krum attacked Delacour first, but he was defeated by her; or these were two different attacks." I guessed, "By the way, is the stun spell sent back to the castle for treatment?"

"Just to be on the safe side," Draco said.

At this moment Bagman hurried to the judge's table - Minister of Magic Fudge, Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime were all there.The four of them huddled together and said something, and Buckman grimly returned to where he had been standing.

"What are they talking about?"

"do not know."

"It could have been about Krum's injuries," Aunt Narcissa explained, "or the screams that preceded the discussion."

Regardless of the previous screaming, Krum's halfway exit means that Durmstrang loses the match - which means that one of Hogwarts and Beauxbatons will be the winner of the match. winner.

Of course, given that Hogwarts has two warriors, it's clear that the former has a better chance of success.

About 10 minutes later, a few scattered sparks flashed in the maze, and suddenly near the center of the maze, a series of red flashes burst out in the dark night, accompanied by inaudible shouts.

"They must have encountered a spider."

"I think it should be two people working together to deal with one."

Curses were thrown from two different directions, but the fight didn't end quickly.Another string of sparks—according to Aunt Narcissa, if they still haven't attacked the spider's weakness, this war will continue for a while.

That is, when I was thinking this way, the same red light suddenly burst out from those two directions at the same time, and the two spells overlapped to produce a more dazzling light. With a dull sound, the maze returned to calm .

"I'm afraid the two of them will have to work hard to compete for the trophy." I couldn't help clenching my fists. The scene of two real people fighting each other is much more brutal.

"Maybe three people." Draco reminded, "Don't forget that only Krum was rescued."

But the strange thing is that after that dull sound, there was only silence in the maze.

Mom picked up the manual and looked at it again: "This is unreasonable——"

"Lucius?" Aunt Narcissa's voice caught our attention.Uncle Lucius stood up suddenly, his left arm was bent unnaturally, and a complex expression was hidden on his face.My mom noticed too, looking up at Uncle Lucius.And he sideways blocked the sight of me and Draco. From my perspective, I could only see Aunt Narcissa's eyes suddenly widened.Uncle Lucius probably whispered something or winked. In short, when he straightened up, Aunt Narcissa and my mother looked extremely ugly.Then he grabbed the snake-headed staff and left the seat without looking back. His robe brought a gust of wind, and almost instantly he had already walked to the bottom of the stairs and walked towards the castle.

"What's wrong mom?" Draco asked anxiously.

"It's nothing." Aunt Narcissa bit her lip. She seemed to be calm but still tight-lipped.My mother ordered me with rare seriousness:

"Continue to watch the game!"

I could only stare back at the dark maze.

I don't know how long it took—maybe half an hour, maybe more.

A golden light flashed on the grass in front of the maze, two vague figures appeared, and a golden trophy fell to the ground.

The audience rose to their feet and applauded the two - whoever they were - warriors, and the appearance of the Gold Cup meant that the Triwizard Tournament came to an end.All are now eagerly awaiting either Bagman or Fudge to announce the winner's name.

Dumbledore walked quickly towards the two fallen figures, with Minister Fudge following closely behind him.The excited crowd poured down from the stands, standing up and cheering—everyone wanted to be the first to see the warrior's face, and maybe there would be endless celebrations at the castle tonight.

Our seats were some distance away from the venue. At this time, there were already a sea of ​​people under the stands, and it was obviously impossible to squeeze to the front.I had no choice but to stay where I was regretfully, standing on tiptoe and looking down.According to the rules, the next step is to wait for the name of the warrior to be announced——

But the cheers stopped suddenly, and silence broke like a tidal wave.

"No!" An abrupt female voice sounded like thunder, followed by long sobs.Aunt Narcissa's and mother's expressions changed drastically, Draco's hands also trembled, and I felt the blood disappearing from my body rapidly.

"He's back! He's back!" came Potter's voice, trembling and speaking incoherently, his voice rising and falling as Dumbledore knelt down beside him.Fudge froze in place.

Countless dark figures witnessed the tragedy on the grass, and the sad news was spread in horror.Screams resound through the night sky—

"He's dead!" "He's dead!" "Merlin—Diggory!" "Cedric Diggory! Dead!"

I froze in place, feeling like time paused for a second.

The girls were screaming and crying hysterically.A strong man lifted the living one from the grass and led him on the way back to the castle.

But the dead one could never jump up and cheer and go back to the castle.

"Impossible!" A distorted voice came from a distance, and Mr. Amos Diggory and his wife rushed down staggeringly, and the crowd automatically made a passage for the bereaved couple.

"No—!" Mrs. Diggory passed out after only one glance, and her desperate wail pierced everyone's hearts like a sharp sword.

"My son!" sobbed Mr Diggory, falling on his knees beside his dead son, his voice shaking with pain, "Ced! Ced! My son—"

I never thought that Mr. Diggory would make such a cry of pain. His voice cut across the boundless night like a fog horn. There was more pain and despair in Mr. Diggory's voice than I could have imagined, just like his whole life All were destroyed.

And it is.

In the dead of night, there were only faint cries and Mr. Digory's cry of pain, and I shook in disbelief. We had seen this father and son in front of the Quidditch World Cup camp a few months ago. I had heard from Uncle Lucius how much Mr. Diggory valued his son before I was a child.

And now, the tall and handsome boy fell to the ground, and death took his life.The smiling middle-aged wizard fell to his knees, begging Death to return his son's soul.

I can't imagine, Cedric Diggory, I'm struggling to recall that athletic figure from the Quidditch match, why him?Even the old rival Flint couldn't find anything wrong with Diggory, yes, he was excellent, handsome, and popular, and he was so popular at Hogwarts that even the picky Draco All of them looked at him differently.But now, he lay there motionless, the gray sky reflected in his lifeless eyes.

What did he leave behind?I looked at the people around me blankly, in pain, despair, and sadness.

"Vio." Mom put a hand on my shoulder, and Narcissa tugged at Draco, who was just as distracted as I was.

Yes, we all don't know Cedric well, but we all know him too.Just like those who are familiar with him, we also cannot accept this sudden news-why him?So good Diggory.

My mother's hand gently but firmly embraced me, leading me away from that desperate place.I don't care where we are going, I just want to calm down, I never thought that the first life and death I witnessed in my life would happen to my classmates.

Perhaps it wasn't just the Digorys who were heartbroken, but his friends - Hufflepuffs, Cho Chang, who was clearly still in love, and many others who liked or admired him people.Their hearts were broken tonight.

Mom led me briskly down the dark corridor, Aunt Narcissa and Draco following behind us.The only sound was our footsteps in the corridor, and I realized vaguely that we were heading for the potions office.

"Sit here." Mom forcefully pushed me into a chair, and Draco slumped down next to me.Mom conjured up a tea set and poured a steaming cup of tea for each of us.

"Drink it," she said almost obsessively, "it will make you feel better."

"We have to leave right away... no, no, Draco has to stay here." Aunt Narcissa said palely, she was no longer as calm as before, she walked around behind Draco, her nails almost snapped On the hard back of the chair, "The kid... the kid saw—" she said incoherently.

"Sissy!" Mom sternly put the teacup on the table, "You must stay calm!" She pointed at Draco, "Even for Draco, you must stay calm." Mom's attitude was almost It counts as rude.Aunt Narcissa's pupils constricted, and her mother's attitude seemed to recall her courage. She held her son's shoulder tightly:

"I have to go back," she took a few deep breaths, with a hint of firmness in her voice, "No matter what, I have to make sure what's going on."

"I'll take care of Draco." Mom promised without saying anything more.Aunt Narcissa hurriedly kissed Draco on the forehead, ignoring the latter's unspoken questions, and then went straight to the fireplace. Mom picked up the bag of Floo powder and handed it to her, and she grabbed a handful of it. , but then she looked at her mother hesitantly, and stopped:

"Maggie..."

"I've always been with you," Mom said firmly.

Aunt Narcissa and my mother looked at each other for a long time, then she turned to Draco: "Don't worry about us." After confirming that Draco nodded, she stepped into the flames, "Malfoy Manor!"

Green fireworks shot up, and Aunt Narcissa disappeared.

The author has something to say:

Farewell to a gorgeous cannon fodder

The fourth grade will soon come to an end, and the next step is to ask the professor and Gu Liang to mediate the relationship between father and daughter (oh, maybe there is Margaret), and then it is the agreed year-end episode [maybe it can be combined with the Valentine’s Day episode] Together~], the next is the fifth year belonging to Pink Lazy!