i sold arms at hogwarts

It's dark, depressing, and foggy.

Walking in this forest maze composed of pine trees and shrubs is like walking in the legendary dark forest. You need to abide by the laws of the dark forest and not expose yourself.

Since entering the maze, Remy's brows have not relaxed.

He felt very bad here, especially the strange fog that was white and gray, which made Remy feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

What made Remy even more irritated was that he had been in for a while, but nothing happened or encountered anything. It was as if he was really lost in the maze.

"It doesn't make sense. I always turn right at every fork in the road. It's theoretically impossible to go around in circles, unless..."

Remy reached out and touched the branch next to him.

It is theoretically impossible for him to keep turning right and go around in the maze, unless the maze is a moving maze!

"There are traces of magic everywhere. This place is completely made up of magic, but we cannot rule out the possibility that the maze itself is moving."

"I just don't know who created this moving maze? Is it the Ministry of Magic? Or Barty Jr.?"

Remy reached out and pulled the branch to test its strength. Remy climbed up the branch using his hands and feet.

However, after climbing for a long time, the distance to the top of the wall had not decreased at all. When I lowered my head again, I saw, oh, it was at least three stories high.

Turning around and looking around, the location where he looked was still strictly blocked by a wall of plants. There was no such thing as climbing up to see far.

"Okay, it seems that this maze is indeed a moving maze, and it is a special moving maze that can move up and down!"

Sighing helplessly, Remy let go of his hand and leaned back, falling freely while keeping his eyes on the top of the wall.

In the gray mist, the blurred dividing line seemed not to have moved at all. Only after Remy landed on the ground did the sense of distance change slightly.

He lay on the ground and thought for three seconds. When the plant wall wasn't paying attention, Remy swooped into the air like a monkey.

Looking down at the small wall of plants that were growing taller and chasing him, Remy smiled slightly and quickly glanced down before they caught up.

Although the fog was very thick, Remy, who had 24K krypton gold dog eyes, was still keen to tell from the blurry black shadow in the fog that his current location was near the entrance, no more than a hundred meters away.

"It's really difficult... Why haven't you responded after so long? Is it possible that this maze is not targeting me alone, so Harry is also trapped? Or has Voldemort's plan changed?"

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a reason. Just when Remi was hesitating whether to burn the maze with fire, suddenly, Remi became energetic and turned his head to look into the distance.

It was too gray to see anything, but Remy felt it.

In that direction, far, far away, Voldemort appeared, and he appeared near Harry!

"Portkey, it turns out that nothing has changed... Tsk, it's still so uncreative."

After clicking his tongue, Remy took out a small crystal ball about the size of a walnut that shone with a dazzling red light from his pocket.

This is an extremely special divination crystal ball. Its existence has only one meaning, and that is to help Remy calculate the best time to take action against Voldemort.

The fact that it was glowing red now meant that it was not a good time to take action at this moment. Remi waited patiently, waiting for it to turn green on its own.

On the other side, in an artistic cemetery, Harry and Cedric were competing for the crystal cup representing the championship.

The two people's postures were very consistent. One hand was holding the handle of the crystal cup, and the other was holding a wand and pointing it at each other like a sword. However, neither of them cast magic. Instead, they were constantly competing with each other holding the crystal cup. .

Although Harry was at a disadvantage in terms of age, thanks to the sport of Quidditch, Harry was one of the few wizards with physical strength, and his physical strength was not inferior to that of Cedric.

The two of them clenched their teeth and pulled the crystal cup hard, as if they had no energy left to recite the magic spell.

Just as the two of them were arguing with each other, their faces were red and their necks were thick. Suddenly, a burst of applause came from behind a tombstone, which shocked both of them.

However, the next moment, instead of letting go, the two of them pulled hard at the same time, almost knocking each other down.

"Does Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry no longer teach etiquette courses to students? The two of you fought in front of my father's tombstone. Have you ever considered my father's feelings?"

With their peripheral vision, they caught a glimpse of the person walking out while talking, and Harry and Cedric's pupils shrank at the same time.

It was a skinny wizard wearing black robes and bare feet, but his gender could not be determined because there was nothing on his face, and there were only vague outlines of his facial features, just like a semi-finished doll that had not yet been processed.

Seeing the person coming, Cedric was immediately frightened by the other person's beauty, but Harry immediately thought of the bridal clerk "Hun Dan" in Remy's shop.

He once risked his life to look at Hun Dan's face under the veil, and it scared him to death.

But Harry was very sure that the person in front of him was not Remy's clerk but Voldemort!

Harry could recognize Voldemort just by his voice!Not to mention that he had a very special feeling after seeing Voldemort, as if there was a thread connecting him to Voldemort and telling him: He is Voldemort!

but……

"Voldemort! You are Voldemort!"

Harry released his grip on the crystal cup, took a deep breath, took a step forward with his wand, and blocked Cedric behind him.

"Why are you here? And why are you like this? What is your relationship with Remy? Did Remy help you become like this?"

It was a good thing that Harry didn't mention Remy. When he mentioned Remy, especially when he mentioned that Remy turned him into this state, Voldemort, who was originally calm and even a little cynical, suddenly became furious.

Countless strands of black energy emerged from his body and instantly covered the sky. A terrifying sense of oppression emerged from his body and instantly pressed against Harry and Cedric.

In just an instant, Cedric was knocked away by the shock wave formed by the invisible pressure.

At the same time, Harry, who was also hit by the shock wave, was not knocked away. Instead, a large amount of black energy also came out of his body!

As if he "saw" the black energy coming out of Harry's body, Voldemort's entire face instantly distorted, and a red light appeared where his eyes had no eyeballs before!

"No wonder my power keeps disappearing! Originally, I thought it was because I had not been fully resurrected and my body was defective, so my power kept disappearing."

"It turns out you've been stealing my power!"

"Harry Potter! Did that little bastard Remy teach you to steal my power?!"