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Chapter 344

The black mist was not resisted by the object, it passed through the gravel and directly enveloped Sherlock completely.

Beside Sherlock, the Iron Armor Curse, which had been maintained all the time, played a role at this time, and the defensive magic resisted part of the erosion of the black mist, but only partly.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The sharp incantation sound came from the black mist again. This time, Sherlock had no way to prepare in advance. His control magic was restricted in this black mist, limited to three meters, and there was no way to detect it. Information from three meters away.

Sherlock could only roll on an ugly donkey in place, the dark green light rubbed against the hem of his robe, and hit the ground, leaving a small piece of scorched land.

If this continues, he can only be beaten passively. Voldemort's life-killing curses are repeated one after another, just like when cat and mouse are played, the most deadly blow may appear at any time from the claws protruding from time to time. .

Fortunately, Sherlock is not really powerless to fight back. In any case, even if his current combat power is worse than that of Voldemort and Dumbledore, it is not so bad that it is impossible to see the end at a glance.

After successfully dodging the second Killing Curse, Sherlock did not hesitate to control the wands floating around him to form a circle around him.

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

The invisible sharp blade centered on Sherlock, spread out in an instant and slashed across the waist!
The surrounding trees were cut off one after another, and even the black mist, which was thicker than the night, seemed to have been cut open.

But there was no sound of sharp knives piercing the flesh, and Sherlock's attack seemed to have no effect at all, but the few pieces of black cloth falling in the wind proved that even if Voldemort avoided his spell, he did not. that easy.

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, his breathing became more rapid, and his concentration tightened at the same time.

Regardless of whether people were hurt or not, it is a good thing to have results!
The third competition item, the center of the maze, was originally the place where the Triwild Cup was placed.

Silk's released pupils saw the past of the stone pier used to store the trophy.

It was created by Hagrid at the beginning, and then it was placed in the maze before the Triwizard Cup, and then Dumbledore put it on in front of all the referees, and then in the middle of the night , a wizard whose whole body was covered in a gray robe, whose face could not be seen clearly, walked up to Shidun. He seemed to have used some complicated magic on the Triwizard Cup, and it took him two hours to complete it completely. , then disappears away.

In the end, she also saw Harry, who became Cedric and Sherlock, come to the stone pier in the center of the maze. The two raised the trophy together, and finally disappeared at the same time.

The first time backtracking ended, and Silk's golden pupils were visibly dimmed.

She closed her eyes, her breathing was a little chaotic, and she said to Dumbledore in a hurried voice.

"The trophy that was originally here was changed into a portkey, and both of them were sent away by this portkey."

As soon as Silk's words came out, there was an uproar all around.

"Someone made a move on the Triwizard Cup? Teleported Potter and Diggory away?" Professor McGonagall's face was extremely ugly. If she didn't know that Silk is not such a person who can make jokes, she would have doubted her at this time. The truth of the words.

Mrs. Weasley was very flustered.

"There must be a way to save Harry and the two of them, isn't there?"

Cedric's parents looked extremely decadent, they could only watch Dumbledore helplessly, hoping he could say something useful.

Fudge has long lost the aggressiveness he had at the beginning, his face was a little embarrassed, and he stared at Dumbledore suspiciously. At this moment, he was still wondering if this was some kind of conspiracy by Dumbledore.

Dumbledore heard Silk's words, but looked at several referees including Fudge.

"It wasn't Harry who was teleported away. Harry is now in a safe place. The Harry who participated in the third event was transformed by Sherlock."

His words completely exploded the people around him.

"Professor Forrest has changed!"

"I said why Harry's behavior is a bit strange today." Hermione murmured.

Mrs. Weasley and Bill looked at each other, and the worry in their eyes did not fade much
But most of the students' voices were rejoicing. In their hearts, Sherlock was undoubtedly a very powerful wizard. Under such a sudden accident, his situation must be much better than Harry's.

Several referees, including Fudge, were also shocked when they heard the news.

Madam Maxim frowned and said.

"You knew there was going to be an accident before the game started?"

Dumbledore didn't look at her, he was staring at someone before answering Madame Maxime's question.

"We didn't know, it was just a precautionary measure for Harry's safety, and I think everyone thinks like I do, no matter how rare it is for an event that hasn't been held in centuries to be played again. Not a single student's life is worth it."

And with Dumbledore watching, Bagman was now also recovering from the shock that the participating Harry was actually Sherlock.

He still looked normal, with a surprised expression, but he couldn't help shaking because he was worried about Voldemort's reaction when he saw that the person sent there was Sherlock instead of Harry.

This scene naturally fell into Dumbledore's eyes.

And just when Dumbledore announced the news, Silk also opened his eyes again to the stone pier, trying to watch the second time regression.

She focused all her attention on the mysterious man in the gray robe.

It's not that I want to know his identity, but I want to see clearly where the modified Portkey technique he used in the Three-Power Cup is exactly where it landed.

But the goal of her backtracking was not the Triwizard Cup itself after all. The stone pier was just a medium, and had no direct contact with the casting of spells. Even if Silke expended his energy to look at it, he could only see some vague stick gestures.

After the second time retrospective ended, two glaring bloodstains appeared on her face.

Using such abilities hurts her a lot, which is why she is blindfolded with a black ribbon.

But Silk didn't have the slightest intention to stop.

But before starting the third time regression, she clenched the pendant around her neck tightly, uncorked the bottle without any hesitation, and drank the golden liquid inside in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)