The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"Cedric, Cedric..." Harry, covering the wound on his abdomen that was still bleeding, stumbled towards Cedric Diggory who was still standing there blankly.

He placed his blood-covered finger under Cedric Diggory's nose, felt the weak breath and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Harry looked around and found that although there were still many wizards trapped in cages alive, their current conditions were obviously worse than Cedric's, and they were of no help at all.

Waves of pain from the wound continued to stimulate Harry's nerves, and his head began to feel dizzy due to excessive blood loss.

He couldn't stay here any longer, he had to leave as soon as possible.

Harry bent down with great effort and picked up his own wand that was thrown in the corner.

But on the one hand, Harry didn't know where he was, and on the other hand, given his current condition, it was as impossible as a fantasy to bring Cedric Diggory back to school.

Cedric...

Oh, and that trophy!

"The trophy is flying!" Harry tried hard to recall the appearance of the trophy in his mind, and then the trophy made into a portkey floated to Harry's side from the door that Sebastian specially opened. Harry, holding Cedric Diggory's wrist, disappeared into the hall as he touched the trophy.

"Ah, ah~" A sticky male voice suddenly came from the dead silent hall, "It's all William's fault. Sebastian and I missed it~"

"But this kind of fateful miss also makes people feel itchy, DEATH!"

"Hi, hi." Then a hearty voice was heard again, and the Grim Reaper with dazzling yellow hair drifted on the lawnmower and stopped in front of Greer Sutcliffe who was holding a chainsaw.

"Senior Sutcliffe, hurry up and get to work," Ronald Knox raised his wrist to check the time, "I have a social gathering with the secretarial department today. Besides, I don't work overtime."

"Ah, ah... Even if it's work, I want to do it with a better man." Grell Sutcliffe sighed, turned his head to look at the Grim Reaper beside him, and puffed his cheeks in dissatisfaction. "I was looking forward to it, but it's so boring to be with you."

"Hey, Senior Sutcliffe, are you bullying the newbie?"

"Isn't this the right time to talk about this?" Ronald Knox flipped through the death list in his hand. "Although the number of people is not too large, it will still take a lot of time to confirm them one by one."

"Well, for us, recovering souls is the real business, so get the job done quickly."

"Oh, right," Ronald Knox, who looked quite sunny and cheerful, suddenly frowned and pushed his eyes with his hand. "Since the cause of this incident is the devil, although he doesn't seem to be the type to eat souls at will, we can't be careless. If our souls are plundered by him, we will have to write a letter of apology."

"If you bring me any trouble, you won't be able to touch your sickle again."

Ah, this indifferent tone is...

Oh, he could totally imagine the grim expression on William's face at that time, that superior, cold look as if he was looking at a maggot. Just imagining it made him shudder.

An abnormal blush appeared on Grell Sutcliffe's face. His knees were bent inward, and he raised his hands to cover his face while twisting his body.

Ronald Knox suddenly smiled again: "Senior Spears asked me to remember to remind you."

“Ahhhhh,” the red-haired Grim Reaper had no idea what was going on in his mind after hearing this. He excitedly waved the chainsaw in his hand with one hand and screamed, “Then let’s finish the work quickly before getting off work!”

"William, they'll be back soon!"

William Spears, who was at the Death Dispatch Society, shuddered violently.

......

It was already late when Harry and Cedric Diggory appeared at Hogwarts. Bonfires were lit around the competition venue. When the crowd saw them, there was a burst of warm applause, followed by music and cheers.

With bright smiles on their faces, people walked down from the stands and gathered around the two heroes.

But soon someone noticed something was wrong.

Cedric Diggory's expression was dull, unlike that of an ordinary person, and Harry, who was already exhausted, fell to the ground the moment he heard the cheers.

The enthusiastic cheers suddenly quieted down.

"Come quickly! Something happened!" Professor McGonagall and others who were the first to react rushed over anxiously. The deep wound on Harry's lower abdomen made them cry out in surprise.

"Madam Pomfrey, Madam Pomfrey! Oh," Professor McGonagall called out, "Harry is hurt."

Madam Pomfrey, who had been waiting around the stadium since early morning, hurried forward and cast a spell on Harry's wound to stop the bleeding, then took out a bottle of potion from the medical box she carried with her and fed it into Harry's mouth.

"Professor McGonagall," Harry, lying on his back on the ground, reached out and grabbed the corner of Professor McGonagall's robe, and said in a thin mosquito voice: "He, he is back, Voldemort is back..."

The cheers from the stadium just now attracted the attention of the people who were outside the stands thinking about how to find someone. Sirius's nervous expression relaxed, and he strode towards the stadium without caring what others thought.

But when he saw Harry lying on the ground covered in blood, he became panicked.

"Harry, oh, Harry, are you okay?" Sirius rushed to Harry quickly and lifted his upper body from the ground.

"I saw it, I saw it, him, Voldemort is back." Tears slid down the corners of Harry's eyes and sank into the clothes on Sirius' chest. Harry said almost incoherently, "There are still many people in that place, and there are still many wizards..."

"He, he imprisoned many wizards, and he wanted to use the wizards' blood to summon demons."

Although Harry's voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone present.

"Cedric became what he is now because he was fed potions by his men."

"Harry, hey, Harry, it's okay," Sirius hugged Harry's shoulders tightly, "You're okay, you're back."

Dumbledore and others, who were two steps behind him, suddenly changed their expressions after hearing what Harry said.