Hogwarts vampire professor - Chapter 286

c285 The championship of the competition and the black fog disappears

Serena left with John who was unconscious on the ground.

Harry and Cedric looked at each other on the spot. They still couldn’t believe that this problem was solved by a girl who didn’t know who it was.

Next, they realized one thing at the same time——

Now there are only two of them left in the entire maze, and they are only one step away from the final victory!

At this moment, Cedric stood only a foot away from the Triwizard Cup, the trophy flashing behind him.

“Take it, he’s yours.” Harry gasped, suppressing his desire for victory, and said to Cedric, “Whoever wins the championship first belongs to him. You are closer to the Final Four Cup than me. .”

Cedric didn’t move.

He stood there blankly, looking at Harry, then back at the trophy.

In the golden light of the trophy, Harry could see the longing look on Cedric’s face.

Cedric looked back at Harry, who was holding on to the hedge to stand upright.

Cedric took a deep breath.

“Take it, the victory should be yours,” he said, “You saved my life twice.”

If Harry interrupted Krum’s Cruciatus Curse the first time, Cedric could comfort himself by being a Hogwarts warrior; but the second time, it was Harry’s reminder and help. That was why he was not killed by the spider…

Hufflepuff has always valued integrity and honesty the most, and Cedric couldn’t accept that he took the trophy that represented victory in front of Harry even after being helped twice.

“That’s not the rule,” Harry said, shaking his head.

He saw Cedric’s hesitation and felt inexplicably annoyed.

Harry’s legs hurt terribly, and his whole body ached from having to deal with the two spiders… However, after putting in so much effort, he lost to Cedric, just like his previous relationship with Cho Chang.

“The trophy belongs to whoever gets it first, you got it first.” Harry shook off his misunderstanding and said to Cedric seriously, “What I said is true, and with my leg injured like this, maybe I can’t even walk past it.”

Cedric was indifferent and instead took a few steps closer to Harry, staying away from the trophy.

“No.” He shook his head again.

“Stop showing off your style,” Harry said impatiently, “Get it quickly so we can get out of here… who knows if there might be other dangers waiting for us?”

Cedric saw Harry clinging to the hedge to steady himself.

“You told me there was a fire dragon,” Cedric said after a moment of silence. “If you hadn’t warned me in advance, I might have been eliminated from the first project.”

“That’s because I got help first!” Harry said impatiently, trying to wipe the blood from his leg with his robe, “and you told me how to deal with the second project – we are even.”

“Strictly speaking, I also received help from others.” Cedric said, “The book was given to me by Mr. Filch, although his intention may not be like this…”

“But we’re still even.” Harry shook his head.

He carefully tested his injured leg, and as soon as he put weight on it, the leg began to tremble violently – he sprained his ankle when he was thrown down by the spider.

“Your score in the second event should be higher, at least higher than mine.” Cedric said stubbornly, “You stayed at the end and rescued all the hostages…I should have done the same.”

“I was the only one stupid enough to take that song seriously! You are all smart people and know that nothing will happen to them.” Harry said angrily, “Hurry up and get your trophy!”

“No.” Cedric still repeated the word.

He stepped over the spider that was not burned by Serena and was knocked unconscious by him and Harry, and walked to Harry.

Harry looked up and glared at him.

Cedric meant it.

He is giving up the honor that Hufflepuff House has not received for hundreds of years – Badger House is the most low-key house. It is rare for a warrior to appear in the tournament, let alone win it. The ultimate champion.

“You go ahead,” Cedric repeated again.

It seemed that he had used all his willpower to say this. But his expression was very determined, without any hesitation, and he was obviously determined.

Harry’s eyes moved to the trophy.

In the light of the trophy, his thoughts blurred for a moment, as if he saw himself walking out of the maze holding it in his hands——

He raised the semi-finals cup high and heard the cheers of the crowd in his ears; he saw Ginny’s face glowing with admiration, saw Ron and Hermione cheering loudly, and saw Sirius smiling and saying he was proud of him… …

Then the hallucination faded, and Harry saw Cedric’s stubborn face in the gloom.

“The two of us together.” Harry suddenly thought of an idea.

“What?” Cedric was stunned.

“If two people win at the same time, Hogwarts still wins.” Harry said, “We are tied for the championship.”

Cedric looked at Harry with wide eyes, his eyes trembling.

“You…really want this?”

“Of course,” Harry took a deep breath and said to him seriously, “Of course… we helped each other overcome the difficulties, right? The two of us got here together, this is not the credit of one person.”

For a moment, Cedric looked like he couldn’t believe his ears, and then he broke into a smile.

“It’s up to you, let’s come together!”

He grabbed Harry’s arm and helped Harry hobble toward the trophy.

Walking from the dim hedges to the small square in the center of the brightly lit maze, the brightly lit trophy was getting closer and closer, becoming brighter and brighter, just like the incomparable joy in the hearts of the two.

After reaching the trophy, Harry and Cedric each raised their hands above a shining handle.

“I’ll count to three, okay?” Harry said. “Let’s grab the trophy together. Mr. Bagman said it will take us back together.”

Cedric smiled and nodded.

“one two three……”

The two put their hands down at the same time, and one of them grabbed a handle.

The next moment, their legs left the ground and their hands were tightly glued to the handle of the Final Four Cup.

The Top Four Cup dragged them, flying forward amidst the whistling wind and swirling colors, not knowing where it was leading…

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In the eerie black mist, a group of beautiful ancient Greek-style buildings loomed around.

Dracula clasped his hands behind his back and walked leisurely through the secret realm, as if it was not a crisis-ridden battle but a carefree wandering.

However, there was a faint light in Dracula’s eyes, which meant that his mood was not as calm as it appeared.

Although Andros was trying to be tough, in fact his situation was not good.

After all, this old antique who lived in the ancient Greek period did not really live for so many years. He just used his unique patron saint to rest his remaining soul, just to be able to use his own power to trap Haierbo. Die in a secret realm.

But in the final analysis, the patron saint is still created by a person’s positive emotions. No matter how heartless Andros is, he will not be able to withstand the wear and tear of time.

Dracula could clearly feel that, especially in the past few hundred years, Andros’s patron saint had become weaker and weaker… If he hadn’t still had the obsession to prevent Herbo from doing evil in his heart, he might have followed him long ago. The wind dissipated.

The despicable Herbo must be found in the shortest possible time, otherwise Andros may be completely overwhelmed by this endless darkness.

Dracula’s eyes locked on one position, and then he quickened his pace.

The darkness in that direction is much thicker than in other places!

The dark atmosphere in the air became more solemn, and the deeper it went, the more the darkness seemed to have turned into substance, so viscous that it formed a dark liquid, blocking the progress of others.

But these obviously can’t stop Dracula.

As one of the purest dark creatures, Dracula walks in this darkness like a fish in water.

In the deep darkness, he saw a rather wretched-looking old man with an unkempt appearance, stern eyebrows, and hunched waist, standing in the place where the atmosphere of darkness was thickest.

That was a notorious existence in the magical world for thousands of years, the despicable Herbo.

“We meet again, Mr. Count.”

Seeing Dracula’s arrival, Haierbo took the initiative to say hello.

“Oh? You seem different today.” Dracula glanced at him in surprise, “I remember that every time I came to this secret realm before, you would hide away in a panic. Why do you look so confident today? ”

“Hehehe…” Haierbo laughed sinisterly, “I have avoided you too many times, and I don’t want to hide anymore today.”

“I want to know, who gave you the courage?” Dracula took out his wand and gently rubbed it in his hand.

The gloomy wooden staff seemed extremely excited in the darkness, exuding an aura of eagerness to try.

Not only that, there seems to be some energy awakening inside the wand…

“Dracula, you don’t understand what kind of power I have gained.” Herbo was in a very excited mood, with a fanatical look on his face.

Dracula suddenly sneered and curled his lips in disdain.

“If you are talking about the power of the ‘God of Death’, then I think your sense of superiority is a bit ridiculous.” He said nonchalantly, “You are just a poor guy who relies on external power.”

Haierbo’s penis suddenly enlarged, and the expression on his face changed from enthusiasm to shock.

“You clearly don’t have a Horcrux, how could you possibly know the existence of the God of Death?” He asked loudly, “Are you just pretending that you are not interested in eternal life, and you still secretly split your soul? Hypocrisy!”

“I have no interest in learning your self-destructive stupidity,” Dracula sneered. “Who told you that only by splitting souls can you have a chance to learn about another world?”

The stone arch in the Death Hall of the Department of Mysteries connects to another world. No one seems to know about this… After all, entering that layer of curtain means death, and not everyone has the opportunity to forcefully come out of that world.

Dracula became more and more curious about himself from the future, who could actually steal people from the “god of death”.

“That’s nonsense!” Herbo’s furious voice interrupted Dracula’s thoughts.

“That power is definitely beyond what those of you who have never experienced it can understand!”

I saw that he suddenly held his hands together, and a vortex-like dark energy was slowly gathered, gradually forming an extremely terrifying black hole, as if even the gaze could be sucked into it…

“Dracula, I admit that I have been suppressed by you for many years…” Haierbo’s face gradually calmed down, but his tone was particularly sinister, “But today, I am going to let you feel the true power of darkness! ”

The black hole suddenly erupted, bursting out a dense dark cone in the direction of Dracula.

Dracula’s eyes suddenly became solemn.

He realized that if this pointed cone bombarded the edge of the secret realm, it might be able to directly tear apart this space that gathered the faith and potential of the entire Greek magic world!

However, Haierbo did not do this.

In order to avenge Dracula for suppressing him for thousands of years, Haierbo chose to use this borrowed power to take revenge!

Dracula’s eyes flashed. He knew that he couldn’t fight head-on, so he decided to avoid the edge for the time being and choose the right time to counterattack.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be a power in his wand that suddenly woke up.

That is the power left in this wand by his future self, and Dracula has never discovered what use it can be used for.

So he followed this power and raised his wand.

With the waving of the wand, the surrounding darkness seemed to be drawn by an inexplicable force, and all of them converged towards the wand… as if they were following the guidance of the wand!

Dracula’s eyes lit up, and instead of avoiding it, he turned around and flew toward the terrifying cone——

The tip of the wand was accurately positioned at the front end of the cone. At that moment, time seemed to have frozen…

“Buzz——”

After a long time, a buzzing sound came from the intersection of the two.

The extremely solid pointed cone was first torn open, and then shattered inch by inch, turning into black spots of light.

Subsequently, under the guidance of the gloomy wooden wand, those black light spots also joined the surrounding dark energy army, and were gradually deprived of control by Dracula, and turned to crush Haierbo.

“How…is it possible?” Haierbo’s eyes widened, and he stayed on the spot. “This kind of power…why can you control…”

Before he could finish his words, the dark power of “rebellion” around him had already swept in, like a millstone, crushing Haierbo’s soul into powder.

Haierbo failed again and could only rely on the Horcrux to wait for rebirth.

“Sorry, it seems that even if you borrow other powers, you still can’t take revenge on me.” Dracula raised his lips happily, “No matter how strong the borrowed power is, it is not your own, so you can easily betray me.” Yet?”

Then Dracula waved his wand again.

The black mist in the secret realm dissipated instantly.

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