The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

Due to the competition, tonight's dinner was more sumptuous than usual, but the warriors didn't eat much because they were really nervous now.

As the enchanted ceiling turned from blue to dark purple dusk, Dumbledore stood up at the staff table and everyone fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes, I will invite you to go to the Quidditch pitch to watch the final event of the Triwizard Tournament. Now let the warriors follow Mr. Bagman to the sports ground."

Hermione stood up, and the Ravenclaw students applauded him and wished her good luck. She walked out of the auditorium with Fleur, Viktor, and Harry.

"Are you feeling okay, Hermione?"When they walked down the stone steps, Ye Ting asked,"Are you confident?"

"fine."Hermione said, this can be said to be true. She was indeed a little nervous, but she recalled her experience in the duel competition during the summer vacation and thought of the thrilling final. She thought that no matter how fierce and dangerous the Triwizard Tournament was, Might as well face a dark wizard.

They entered the Quidditch pitch, which had become completely unrecognizable.

A twenty-foot-high hedge surrounded the edge of the field. There was a gap in front of them. That was the entrance to this large maze. The passage inside was dark and a bit scary.

Five minutes later, people began to enter the stands. Hundreds of students filed into their seats, and the air was filled with excited words and chaotic footsteps. The sky It was now a clear deep blue, and stars began to appear. Professor Moody, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick walked into the sports ground and walked towards Bagman and several warriors. Their hats were all decorated with big shining red stars. Ting also reluctantly put on his hat with a red star on it. He thought it was stupid.

"We will patrol outside the maze," Professor Ye Ting said to the warriors."If you encounter difficulties and want to be rescued, just shoot red sparks into the sky and someone will come to help you. Do you understand?"

The warriors nodded together.

"Okay, you go!"Bagman said happily to the four patrol members.

"Come on, Hermione and Fleur."Before leaving, Ye Ting whispered.

The four people walked away in different directions and distributed around the maze. At this time, Bagman pointed his wand at his throat and said"loud voice", so his magic The amplified sound echoed in the stands

"Ladies and gentlemen, the final competition of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me report the current score! Hermione Granger - 111 points, first place, Hogwarts School!"

The applause and cheers frightened the birds of the Forbidden Forest into flying into the darkening night sky.

"Fleur Delacour - 107 points, second place, Beauxbatons Academy!"Another burst of applause."Harry Potter - 103 points, third place, Hogwarts School; 'Victor Krum - fourth place, Durmstrang College!"

People applauded politely for Krum. Karkarov looked a little embarrassed. He tried his best and deliberately gave low scores to other players, but he still only got fourth place.

"Now...Miss Granger, listen to my whistle! said Bagman,"three-two—————"

With a short whistle, Hermione entered the maze.

The tall hedges cast dark shadows on the path. Whether the hedges were high and dense or because of magic, the audience could no longer hear her as soon as she entered the maze. Hermione almost felt like she was underwater again. He pulled out his wand and said,"Luminescent flash."

After walking about fifty meters, she came to a fork in the road.

She pointed to the ground on the left with her wand, and a mark immediately appeared on the ground, and then she walked onto the path on the right.

Then, she heard Bagman's whistle blow again, and it was Fleur entering the maze.

Hermione quickened her pace. There seemed to be nothing on the road he had chosen. He turned to the right and hurried forward, holding his wand high in one hand, trying to see as far away as possible, but still couldn't see anything.

Bagman's third whistle sounded in the distance, this time as Harry entered the maze. It's all in the maze.

Hermione kept looking behind her, and her intuition told her that someone was watching her secretly.

The maze was getting darker every minute, and the sky above her turned dark blue.

Soon, she came to the second fork in the road

"Show me the way."Hermione held the wand flat in the palm of her hand and whispered to it.

The wand rotated and designated the dense hedge on her right. That was north, and Hermione knew clearly that to go to the center of the maze, she had to go northwest. It was best. The best way was to take the road on the left, and then turn right as quickly as possible.

So she marked the fork on the right, and then walked left.

The road ahead was still empty, and when she reached a right turn, Hermione turned in, There was still no obstacle. She didn't know why it was like this. The smooth flow made him a little panicked. He should have encountered something now. The maze seemed to tempt him with the illusion of safety. Suddenly, she heard movement ahead, He quickly raised his wand to defend himself, and saw a ten-foot-long creature with a shell-like carapace and a giant scorpion-like creature that looked like a sting wrapped around its back coming out.

"Hagrid's Blast-Ended Skrewt!"Hermione whispered to herself,"It's so big. It must be the enlarging spell."

She thought of her experience in Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class. They went through a lot of trouble to take care of this creature.

Hermione knew that the strong carapace of the blast-ended snail has strong magic resistance and can even reflect spells. It is said that Its tail can also spit out flames, and its only defenseless part is its abdomen, which is not protected by armor.

"And like all crustaceans, it has a hard time turning over."

Hermione used a transfiguration spell on the ground, and a stone pillar immediately rose from the soil under the snail's belly, tipping the squid to the ground. The majestic squid immediately became funny, with its belly facing On the ground, it kept twisting its pile of carapace-covered feet, but this was in vain. None of its feet could touch the ground, so turning over was a complete hope.

Just as Hermione was about to get around the blast-ended skrewt, suddenly A red badge in the shape of a heart appeared in front of her. The badge said"+1"

"What's this?"Hermione was a little strange. She picked up the badge and looked carefully. It seemed to be a magic prop. When Hermione turned it over and looked at it, she was surprised to find that there was Ye Ting's signature in the lower left corner of the badge. It was obviously his. s work

"Is this what he calls a surprise?"Hermione muttered and put the badge into her pocket. The magic props made by Ye Ting should not harm anyone.

Hermione walked around the struggling squid and quickened her pace. When she turned, she saw... a camera The ghost walked slowly towards her, twelve feet tall, its face covered by a hood, its rotten and scabbed hands stretched straight out. It came closer step by step, touching her by feel.

Hermione could hear it. There was a gurgling gasp in his throat. A cold and slimy feeling hit his whole body, but he knew what to do...

Hermione skillfully began to think of the happiest things, and tried her best to concentrate on imagining her and Ye on Christmas Eve. Ting's experience in the rose bush, he raised his wand and shouted:"Calling God for protection!"

A silver dragon flew out from the tip of her wand and soared towards the Dementor.

The Dementor took two steps back and tripped over its robes... Hermione had never seen a Dementor stumble before.

"Don't move!" She followed the silver Patronus forward,"You are a Boggart! Funny!"

There was an explosion, and green smoke exploded from the first floor. The dementor disappeared, and then something appeared in front of her. This time it was an Erlenmeyer flask, with most of the bottle filled with blue liquid. The liquid The blue color was very strange, and Hermione thought it was some kind of poison. Then, she saw a familiar signature on the label of the Erlenmeyer flask, as well as a big"MP"_Feilu reminds you: three things about reading - collection, recommendation,