MTL - HP Dear Miss Freak-Chapter 137 129. Fear and Misjudgment

"For just a moment, she felt like everything around her was falling apart."

Be sure to be the first to reach the Goblet of Fire.

Sylvia looked at the hedge that surrounded the edge of the field in front of her and took a deep breath. She looked up at the starry night sky again, and turned to look at Harry beside her.

As long as she reaches the door key at the earliest and sends a distress signal, she will complete the task perfectly. It's fine to make a really bad excuse then, as long as the professors can check that the Goblet of Fire is really being used.

And Dumbledore is there, I will believe her.

The warriors arrived first, and the audience came to the stands one after another. With such a familiar and lively atmosphere, Sylvia remembered that many years ago, when she heard these cheerful marches, she did not expect any misfortune to happen.

"Fred and George said, I must be careful of you." Harry laughed, as if trying to ease the tension a little.

"You have to be careful, I will try my best to reach the finish line first." Sylvia saw Bagman and raised the volume threateningly. She just wanted to see the guy look nervous when he couldn't help himself.

"Actually, you know I hope you can win." Harry showed a heartfelt smile, "I and everyone think you are a real warrior, and I hope you can bring us honor."

"Then—" Sylvia put on her usual gag smirk, "If you meet me, let it go?"

"If I get the Goblet of Fire first, I'll bring it to you." Harry also put on a joking tone and raised his eyebrows with a smile.

"We will patrol outside the labyrinth." Professor McGonagall walked up to the warriors, "If you encounter difficulties and want to be rescued, shoot red sparks into the sky, and we will have someone to help you, understand Yet?"

All the warriors nodded together.

Bagman pulled out a smile and gave orders to the four patrolmen, then pointed his wand to his throat and cast a loud voice spell. "Ladies and gentlemen, the final game of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me report the current score! Sylvia Tonks and Harry Potter are tied for first place with 85 points. , Hogwarts School!"

Exaggerated applause and cheers exploded in the arena, and Sylvia could see the conspicuous red hair and the comical way they cheered.

"Victor Klum, 80, 2nd, Durmstrang Academy! Fleur Delacour is 3rd, Beauxbatons!"

Sylvia clenched the wand with her right hand, touched the dagger on her leg with her left hand, and rethought all the plans in her heart.

"Now, Harry and Sylvia, listen to my whistle!" Bagman said. "Three, two, one..."

With a short whistle, Sylvia rushed into the maze without any hesitation. She could feel her footsteps on the path as the enchanted bushes blocked her way back.

Too quiet.

It was so quiet that you could only hear your own exhalation and hurried footsteps. Sylvia used the fluorescent flash, and her wand moved away as soon as it was pointed at Harry. Sylvia really couldn't do it right at the beginning of the game.

It is not suitable for reason or reason.

"Let's split up." Harry suggested first.

"Okay." Sylvia nodded, "Next time we meet, just show your true skills, don't be merciful?" They quickly ran to a fork in the road, she went to Turn in one of the directions.

"Show me the way."

Sylvia's wand pointed to the fork in front of her, and quickly turned to the left, she knew it was north, and she had to go northwest to reach the center of the maze.

The remaining two whistles were quickly blown, and Krum and Fleur must have entered the maze. Sylvia only now understands how important physical training is, her physical strength can no longer keep up with her actions.

What taste?

Sylvia kept walking on the empty path, she felt a pungent smell of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, and subconsciously stretched out her arms to cover her mouth and nose.

Fried tail snails!

Fuck!

Sylvia didn't expect this guy to be more disgusting than she expected.

It's really disgusting!

Fuck!

Fuck! Hold! Hold!

"There are many obstacles!" Sylvia quickly threw out a spell and added a thick layer of armor to herself. She didn't want to have any contact with the fried tail snail. Especially she didn't know if this guy had any weird slime.

I unilaterally declare that the Flobber caterpillar is not the most disgusting thing I have ever seen! All right! Frobe caterpillar is still number one! Don't feel wronged that you are second to this bastard!

She dodged and avoided an explosion at the tail of the huge exploding snail, and the guy flew a long distance before charging aggressively.

Sylvia found that the bubble head spell has a new effect, which is to make her stop smelling these disgusting smells.

"Damn Hagrid! Why don't you just let the Frober Caterpillar in and make me retire?"

She found that she could not resist this strange and curious creature. Physiological nausea and psychological resistance have become her biggest problems.

But no longer stuck here!

"Fire!"

Sylvia finds that she is completely comfortable only with the flame. The red light all over the world made her feel that her power was expanding. While blocking the road to prevent the bomb-tailed snails from continuing to attack, she tried to burn the hedge beside her to escape.

But it failed.

Tsk!

Sylvia spat fiercely, raised her wand, and threw the spells one by one. Finally, when the fast-paced confinement curse that kept tightening made the Bryant-tailed snail struggle in pain and rolled over to break free, the Fragmentation Curse hit its soft abdomen.

It stands to reason that Harry will catch up next.

Should I not be soft-hearted just now?

Sylvia hurriedly hurried to throw away the exploding snail, while always paying attention to the movement around her. No Harry, no Fleur, and no Krum.

I hate it.

The road to the end is intertwined and complicated, and there is a hidden murder. But Sylvia always believed that these must be trivial matters for her. After all, what she has to face is a bigger conspiracy and battle.

Besides, she is not alone now.

Following Sylvia's footsteps, the blood-colored agate on the necklace Fred gave her kept slapping on her collarbone.

Fred?

Sylvia saw the familiar figure in front of her and stopped, and when she realized what she was facing, she took a step back with trembling subconscious.

Boggart.

That's a Boggart!

Sylvia was very clear, but she still panicked when she saw the indifferent expression on Fred's face.

The look was even scarier than the look on Fred's face the day they quarreled. looks-

Like he never knew her.

"Funny."

Sylvia slammed her eyes closed and slammed open, solving the most fake guy in the world in front of her. She almost used all her strength to escape from here quickly, and quickly got rid of the inexplicable suffocating fear just now.

Fred just kept appearing in the girl's mind. He seemed to be about to move, but didn't do anything. She didn't know why it was just Fred.

Maybe it's just because all her worries and fears are focused on Fred. And any trouble with Fred would be magnified in her eyes. These fears of unknown origin outweigh anything that could be faced and happened.

Left…Right…Right…

Fuck!

For a girl who needs a lot of thought to distinguish between the left and the right, it is the biggest problem for her to distinguish the south, south, north and west all the time.

How did I forget this while training?

Because of the exhaustion brought by the journey, Sylvia's thoughts have changed from the above sentence to—

How the **** did I get selected as a warrior? !

She became more suspicious and restless after finding herself in a dead end several times. Every time a fork in the road has to be confirmed repeatedly before taking the next step.

But it's too slow!

Suddenly a scream cut through the silence around her, Sylvia trembled, and was startled by the sudden cry.

Hibiscus.

Krum attacked Fleur.

Sylvia turned her head sharply, looking at the thick hedge behind her right. She knew they were probably only separated by a wall. She clenched her wand and turned a corner, changing the direction of her actions.

Be sure to hit the enemy with one hit.

Sylvia reminded herself over and over. The irregular part of the wand made her palm hurt.

The enemy is definitely the biggest advantage. If you don't get rid of the controlled Krum now and wait for him to sneak attack on him, Sylvia doesn't dare to think about what the situation will be like.

Remove your weapon.

When Sylvia saw Krum, she quickly aimed at his wand, but he didn't expect him to hear the movement behind him faster, and dodged the attack sideways.

It's over.

Sylvia saw a white light slashing towards her fiercely, and the armor and body protection spell she cast quickly was instantly shattered.

"Gouging out the bone."

Krum threw the Unforgivable Curse unceremoniously, and his eyes were cold as if he would kill him at any time.

Sylvia avoided again. She easily took the various spells that Krum threw. It had to be said that with two strokes with Leoni, at least he could deal with those tricks from Durmstrang.

"Responsive! Passed out!"

This was Sylvia's last string of spells, and Krum fell to the ground after losing his fighting power. He lay down not far from Fleur, panting, trying to get up again.

"It's all petrified."

Sylvia took a step closer and added a petrification spell. She doesn't have the energy to bet on whether Krum will pretend to be waiting to plot against her now, and it must be right to make up for it first.

When she got closer, she saw the injury on Furong's body, and she was scared for a while. Krum was controlled to deal with everyone other than Harry. What if she is unlucky to be the first to be hit? The moment she walked into the maze, Sylvia realized that what was waiting for her was really unknown.

Who can tell?

Even if you have done your homework, there are still a lot of variables at the critical moment that you can't even think of.

Yeah? Barty Crouch Jr.

Sylvia raised her wand and launched two red sparks into the air. One surrounds Krum and the other is above Hibiscus, marking their location.

Then, Sylvia raised her wand to point out the direction for herself again and ran towards the finish line.

Hurry up! hurry up! hurry up!

Sylvia knew that she was getting closer and closer, and that she was only one step away from the center of the conspiracy. The sky has darkened, and the maze beside him is getting darker and darker.

And never seeing Harry, this is what scares Sylvia the most.

When she was walking on a long and straight path, she blinked and pricked up her ears to listen carefully to the movement in front of her, and immediately stepped forward to speed up her running pace.

"Sphinx."

Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the magical animal in front of her, or maybe she was just running too fast and gasping for breath.

Her wand changed from a Guiding Me Charm to a Fluorescent Flashing Charm, and the huge lion-like creature appeared before her. She knew that the sphinx in front of her would block her way, and this was the final level.

"You're very close to your goal. The quickest way is to get past me." The sphinx's woman-like head faced Sylvia, and she spoke in a low voice. Open your mouth slowly.

"Did anyone come to you?" Sylvia stared at her big round eyes, but the Sphinx didn't give her an answer, "Okay, just tell me I'll pick it up How do I get down?" Sylvia asked bluntly. She couldn't help but look at the sphinx's huge claws and long yellow tail. Putting these together with a woman's face is so outrageous.

"Answer my riddle. Once you get it right, I'll let you go. If you don't get it, I'll pounce. Don't answer..."

"Get started! I need to get the Goblet of Fire!" Sylvia couldn't wait.

Sphinx squinted his huge almond eyes and said slowly:

First think about who always wears a mask,

The action is secretive and the lies are repeated.

Tell me something is always patched,

The middle of the middle, the tail of the tail?

The last time you told me I couldn't think of a word

Which word is often spoken.

Now connect them and answer me,

What animal would you rather not kiss?

"Spider!" Sylvia answered quickly when she almost heard the last sound of the Sphinx. And the Sphinx seemed to be a little surprised, but just smiled approvingly and let her pass.

"Thank you!" Sylvia hurriedly thanked her and ran. She knew that what was left was the last fork in the road. She raised her wand and ran to the right.

She uttered the spell that detected the traces of magic around her. As long as you detect the traces of magic, like the door key of the World Cup, you can explain to Professor Dumbledore that she has found something wrong.

Following the increasingly bright light, the scene ahead of the darkness became clearer and clearer. The Sanqiang Cup shone with a seductive light on the base 100 meters away from Miss Warrior, and the one who was close to the Sanqiang Cup was the boy who did not die but the disaster was imminent.

"Harry!"

Sylvia called out his name almost hysterically.

But Harry also looked back and saw Sylvia, took the handle of the Goblet of Fire and took away the last light in the darkness.

It also took away all the light in Sylvia's eyes.

The author has something to say:

It seems inappropriate for me to say more at this moment

The last project that everyone was very nervous about has come to an end. I believe everyone understands that the real dark time is coming.

It was also from this year that Searle began to greatly influence the plot of the original. The next is the same. I want to reiterate Searle's character and ability, she can't do everything. She might also screw something up. Everyone is looking forward to it!

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