Chapter 318: He lives

At the edge of the cemetery, on a grass near Harry and the key to the top three cup doors, Mike struggled to get up from the weeds.
　　 Just now he played Jin Chan Escape the Shell, and used the Transfiguration Curse to avoid the fire of the black robe masked people.
　　 It's just that because of the obstacles of those people, I also lost the great opportunity to stop Voldemort from resurrecting. In the end, I could only throw the holy sword like a javelin. I don't know if that sword succeeded in stopping Barty.
　　 Thinking like this, Mike reached out and wiped his face, then instinctively looked up.
　　It was this look that made Mike stunned.
　　 I saw that half of the sky at the moment was illuminated by bright green, and the source of that green light was a skull with a giant snake vomiting!
　　 "It looks like a failure."
　　 Mike whispered, the disappointment in his eyes flashed away.
　　 "Then retreat. The holy sword flies!"
　　 Whispering to himself, Mike waved his magic wand, and as the spell uttered, the holy sword inserted in a big tree in the distance was also inspired, and he pulled the trunk of the tree and flew towards Mike.
　　 This scene attracted the attention of Voldemort who was groping his body.
　　 Looking at the long sword that was flying towards the edge of the cemetery with white light, Voldemort remembered his previous experience of being almost burned to ashes by a severe fire curse.
　　 In an instant, infinite shame and anger filled Voldemort's heart.
　　 "Small offal! Go to hell!"
Voldemort roared, a dark green flame burst out of his mouth, turning into a fire snake that was several times larger than the two pythons released by Mike before, chasing it in the direction of the holy sword. .
　　 Mike saw this scene in his eyes, and he hurried to the position of the top three in his memory.
　　 Fortunately, his luck is not bad, the top three cup is not far away from him, only a few steps away. And, beside the top three cup, there was a figure struggling with his arm and forehead lying, Harry.
"help me……"
　　 seemed to be aware that someone was approaching. Mike opened his eyes and looked at Mike, still whispering words for help.
　　 But Mike stopped beside Harry and the top three cups, neither saving Harry nor getting the key to the top three cups to escape.
　　‘I’m just waiting for the holy sword, it’s a treasure, I can’t bear it...’
　　 Mike said this to himself in his heart, but in fact he knew it very well, he hesitated.
　　 Seriously, the best thing I should do in this situation is to leave Harry alone or kill him.
Because Harry almost witnessed everything he did today. Although he didn’t do anything wrong, he was so weird, as if he knew that Voldemort would be reborn today, and Hagrid was also a minibus. Di pretends to be the same.
　　 If Harry really goes back alive, it will definitely cause trouble for himself. At the very least, Dumbledore's vigilance towards himself will be raised to an unprecedented height.
　　At the same time, Harry is still one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. If Harry dies, it is equivalent to destroying a Horcrux.
　　 Although there are so many benefits to killing Harry, Mike still hesitated when it happened.
　　 He can't forget what Harry did in the maze before, or how Harry yelled at the little Batty who was pretending to be Hagrid and said that if he wanted the top three, he would give it to himself.
　　 People regard themselves as their best friends, and now I want to kill them?
　　 is like what I did in my previous life?
　　 Mike's fists were tightly clenched together, and the wand belonging to Krum was actually crushed by Mike under this tremendous force.
　　 Not far away, the holy sword is still flying towards its owner desperately, and the dark green fire python behind it is also firmly behind the holy sword, chasing after it.
　　 But the fire python obviously didn't use its full strength, which can be seen from the fact that it even shook some flames to them when it passed the four masked black-robed men.
　　 On the other side, Mike looked at the holy sword and the flame python, and finally made up his mind.
　　 "What! What a I am a coward! Come on! Harry! Take my hand and I will take you home!"
　　 Mike gritted his teeth and yelled. The timing hand grabbed Harry's uninjured hand and firmly pressed it on the top three cups, while the hilt of the holy sword fell into his hand again!
　　 "Boom!"
　　 There was a loud noise, almost at the same time Mike got the holy sword, the dark green fire python slammed down where Mike was, and exploded into green fireworks!
　　 It's a pity that the transmission of the door key is instant. As early as the moment when Mike came into contact with the Holy Sword and the Third Cup, they had disappeared in place.
"Do not!"
　　 The expression on Voldemort's face in the distance became more hideous when he saw it, and he screamed up to the sky, expressing his anger.
　　 seemed to have sensed his anger, the huge skull in the sky and the giant snake that emerged from its mouth also opened their big mouths and roared silently!
　　……
　　After a while, Mike and Harry landed again.
　　 After this landing, Mike's originally hanging heart fell again, because at this moment, judging from the touch on his face, he should have fallen on a flat stone road.
　　 Furthermore, cheers are still coming from all around me. Combined with the analysis of the previous article, I should have returned to Hogwarts.
　　 "Oh! Merlin! What's wrong with you guys!"
　　 Professor Flitwick’s familiar voice made Mike completely let go of his vigilance. He exhaled a long breath, without the slightest intention of getting up from the ground, and said weakly:
　　 "Don't ask, save Harry first, he seems to have injured his arm and head."
　　Professor Flivy obviously didn't listen to Mike. With the sound of dense and light footsteps coming from far and near, Mike was turned over by Professor Flivy.
"Don't worry about it, McGonagall and Pomfleur are working on it at Harry's side!" Professor Flivy said as his hands were still groping on Mike, helping him pat the dirt on his clothes while helping him. Checking the body, "Does it hurt if I press here? Doesn't it hurt? Okay, what about here..."
　　 Mike continued to perfuse Professor Flivy, and finally when Flivy's hand went down more and more, Mike broke free.
　　 "I'm fine! Professor! I'm just a little relieved!"
　　 "How is this possible! You now look like you have just fought a hundred fire dragons!"
　　 After Professor Flitwick said so, Mike barely raised his head and looked at himself.
　　 Flivy was right. He looks terrible now. The battered robe has completely turned into pieces and hung on his body, and his body and face are still covered with burnt marks and mud.
　　 In addition, as soon as he came back, he was lying motionless on the ground because of his loss of strength. No wonder Professor Flivy misunderstood.
　　 But even so, Mike can't accept Professor Flitwick's inspection method.
However, the arm was still unable to twist the thigh. At the strong request of Professor Flivy, Mike was checked by Mrs. Pomfleur, and it was not until he was declared that he was not injured, Professor Flivy was relieved. .
Until then, Harry, who was pierced with his arm and wounded all over his body, also came to Mike's side despite the medical staff's obstruction. He was holding Mike's scorched sleeve tightly and refused to let go, his eyes were full of fear. , The fear becomes deep gratitude only when looking at Mike.
　　 "It's okay, Harry." Mike said to Harry earnestly, "We're back, it's okay."
"I know, I'm just... I'm just too scared! It was a nightmare just now!" Harry said as if thinking of something, his eyes suddenly widened, and he watched Mike say in a voice that was so excited that he had a vibrato "Thank you! Thank you for saving me! Really! If it weren't for you, I..."
　　 Facing Harry's clear eyes, Mike looked away from him with a guilty conscience.
　　 "Well, Harry, we are friends, there is no need to say such nasty things. Oh, it, I always feel that I have said that sentence to you many times, but you always can't remember."
　　 "What you said is right, what you said is right, this is my fault, we are friends, and friends shouldn't say this..."
　　 Harry obviously hasn't recovered from the panic just now. Hearing this, he kept repeating the words of confession in that person.
　　 Mike scratched his head when he saw it, patted Harry on the shoulder and said:
　　 "Okay, don't think about it so much, you should bandage it now, your wound is still bleeding."
　　 Harry was taken aback by Mike's shot, but after listening to Mike's words, he finally remembered his wound, so he stretched out his hand to an infirmary assistant who was already waiting next to him.
　　 At this time, Mike finally had the intention to observe the surrounding environment.
　　 I saw in the stands, most of the students in Hogwarts uniforms were cheering, but some Durmstrang boys looked gloomy.
　　 "What's wrong with them?"
　　Professor Flitwick looked at Mike's eyes, the expression of joy on his face disappeared instantly, he was silent, and said slowly after Mike urged:
　　 "Krum, he... he's dead."
　　 "What?!" Mike yelled, "It's impossible!"
　　‘I’ve already released the fire for help in time! ’
　　 Mike didn't say this half sentence, he just said to himself in his heart.
　　 Flivy saw this, thinking it was Mike who was shocked by the sudden death of his friend, so he said:
"Although I don’t want to believe it, it’s true, Mike, Krum, he is really dead. We found the distress flame, but when we got there Krum had no breath. The eight-eyed giant spider was eating his corpse. And his wand disappeared. We speculate that the eight-eyed giant spider accidentally ate it while eating the corpse. In addition, Hagrid is also missing."
　　 Mike licked his chapped lips. He really did not expect that Krum would be so unlucky that he would be ‘picked up’ by the eight-eyed giant spider.
And Harry, who was being bandaged, shrank suddenly when he heard Flivy’s words. He clearly remembered that Mike had just crushed a wand in the cemetery, and that wand was seen from the outside. Look, there is a big difference from Mike's own root!
　　‘Isn’t it...’
　　 A terrible thought suddenly came up in Harry's heart, but then he shook his head vigorously, threw the thought out of his mind, and at the same time, he took a harsh mouth.
　　‘Damn it, Mike is his own savior, and at the same time he is my best friend, how can I think so! ’
　　Thinking about that, Harry's face reappeared with a smile, but there was still a deep trace of fear in the depths of his eyes looking at Mike.
　　 "Harry! What's wrong with you?!"
The sudden sound made Harry startled, but when he realized that the speaker was Sirius who had come with Fudge and Dumbledore, his panicked face immediately showed a cry of tears. Emoji coming out.
　　 "Sirius, I... I really don't know how to tell you. The top three cup was tampered with, and he passed us to a place, and then I saw...he..."
"Okay!" Harry was interrupted by Mike in the middle of the messy explanation. "This is not a good place to talk about these things. Let me go to your office and talk, principal. As for Harry, let him Go to the infirmary and get some treatment first."
　　 "Yes! Mike is right! Harry was seriously injured and he must be treated immediately!"
　　 Sirius obviously agreed with Mike's proposal, and he hugged the choked Harry, and at the same time began to roar at Dumbledore.
　　 Facing Sirius barking, Dumbledore nodded expressionlessly, and said to Mike:
　　 "Well, you come with me."
　　 After speaking, Dumbledore turned and walked away. Judging from his fast steps, the strongest white wizard at this moment is not as calm as it seems on the surface.
　　 Mike pursed his mouth, said nothing, and quickly followed.
　　 All of this happened so quickly, Fudge stared at the back of the two dumbfoundedly, and didn't react until they walked far away.
　　 "Hey! There will be an awards ceremony later! This time Hogwarts won! The audience are still waiting! Hey! Come back!"
　　 Fudge's roar didn't help anymore~EbookFREE.me~ Mike and Dumbledore walked straight into the castle without turning their heads.
　　 In desperation, Fudge looked at Harry next to him.
　　 Before he could speak, Sirius picked up Harry and ran towards the castle with Mrs. Pomfleur.
　　 Fudge's mouth opened and closed a few times but there was no sound. In the end, he gritted his teeth and ran toward the principal's office.
　　Alva looked at his minister with a bewildered expression. He woke up after a long while and shouted:
　　 "Minister, what should I do with the award ceremony!"
　　 However, it was Fudge's somewhat irritated voice that answered him.
　　 "You and she can figure it out!"
　　……
　　 Due to lack of exercise, Fudge ran very hard.
　　 But he didn't mean to stop in the slightest. Today, Dumbledore did not save him a bit of face in the public. He must ask him for an explanation.
　　 With this belief, Fudge dragged his fat body all the way to the front of the principal's office.
　　 And when he entered the correct password, he opened the door of the office out of breath.
　　 but only heard Mike saying to Dumbledore with a serious face:
　　 "Voldemort, he is resurrected."