Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry

Chapter 316 314. Tom Riddle’s Tombstone
The red and white ball fluctuated on the ground for a few times and then stopped. Dudley stepped forward and picked it up.

"Sphinx, GET!"

At this time, there was a large circle of red and white balls around his waist, which looked full and heavy.

"Adult blast-tailed snails, mountain monsters, crocodiles, fire crabs, and even snake birds, thunderbirds, fire ash snakes, and manticores. It seems that we can complete most of the illustrations this time."

Dudley was very satisfied with the competition.

Yes, he was the culprit why Fleur and Viktor didn't encounter half a magical creature.

As soon as you enter the maze, you start the frantic mode of catching magical creatures.

The originally set levels composed of magical creatures were already empty after he passed by them. The entire maze was as clean as if it had been licked by a dog. The Sphinx just now was almost at the end of the entire maze. Just one.

Oh, actually it’s not the last one either.
Harry was currently fighting an Acromantula, the last one in the true sense.

Unfortunately, although the Acromantula was strong, it was no match for Harry now. He didn't even survive two rounds before being defeated by Harry's move that turned them all to stone.

The end of the maze.

Harry looked at the trophy in front of him, feeling a little overwhelmed.

The winner's trophy is right in front of you. As long as you pick it up, you can become the winner of this Triwizard Tournament.

Harry curled his lips, took a deep breath, and then decisively picked up the trophy.

The next second his body automatically lifted off the ground, and with the sound of howling wind and dizziness as if falling into a drum washing machine, Harry and the trophy disappeared from the spot.

The moment Harry disappeared, a tall figure followed him.

When he regained consciousness, he was far away from Hogwarts.

Harry stabilized his center of gravity during the fall and landed steadily on the ground covered with black soil.

He can even master the Apparition skillfully, but this level of dizziness is naturally not a problem for him.

The moment Harry landed, he took out his wand and looked at his surroundings with vigilance.The current location is a dark, overgrown cemetery. You can see the black outline of a small church behind a tall yew tree on the right. There is a hill on the left, and you can make out an exquisite old church on the hillside. house.

This was a completely unfamiliar place that Harry had never been to before.

Oh, actually it can't be said to be completely unfamiliar. Harry had seen it in his dream.

Harry looked around and saw a slightly familiar name written on one of the tombstones - Tom Riddle seemed familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Quickly imprisoned!"

A short man in a cloak came over, raised his hand and cast a spell on Harry.

"Armor Protection"

Unsurprisingly, he was defended by Harry, and then he subconsciously counterattacked with a magic spell.

"Except your weapons!"

The red light hit the opponent's wrist, and the opponent's wand flew out of his hand.

"who are you?"

Harry pointed his wand at the other person. Although he couldn't see the other person's face, he could feel the other person trembling. He thought it was because the other person was afraid of him, but Harry was wrong.

"Trash! Can't even do this little thing well."

A sharp voice sounded behind Harry, making his hair stand on end. He didn't even notice anyone approaching him.

Just as he was about to fight back, his body was hit by a magic spell, and the wand flew out of his hand and fell into the opponent's hand.

Almost as soon as the wand was released, Harry reached into his pocket with his other hand with extremely quick reaction, took out a bottle of potion and poured it into his mouth.

Bresta Potion.

This is the result of special training during this period.

Before the opponent cast the second spell, Harry, knowing that he was no match, rolled on the spot very quickly and hid behind a tombstone.

Leopard speed!

This tombstone belongs to that guy named Tom Riddle.

"interesting."

The owner of the sharp voice snorted coldly and was about to release the spell.Harry was the first to throw out several potions from behind the tombstone.

The test tube shattered at the opponent's feet, and the yellow gas inside immediately filled the air.

Slowness Potion, an advanced version of the Slowness Potion, can not only slow down the opponent's body, but also slow down the opponent's thinking.

"That kind of thing."

The latter smiled coldly. His body could basically ignore the effects of these potions.

The spell shattered the tombstone mercilessly, and Harry relied on his super speed to dodge the opponent's attack.

Three more bottles of pink potion were thrown out.

'Fairy Trap! '

With the eyes of an eagle, Harry could clearly see the opponent's appearance during the brief encounter.

A goblin.
The test tube exploded and pink gas filled the air.

"useless!"

Having said that, his body paused slightly, obviously slowing down his offensive movements.

It's useless to talk with your mouth, but your body is quite honest.

Harry seized this opportunity and ordered three more potions.

This time it's an explosive agent.

'Boom! '

While the fire was flying, Harry took this opportunity to try to grab the wand of the short cloaked man from before.

Harry's fighting style originated from Dudley, or it is similar to the previous Dudley, using magic as the main method and potions as the supplement (Dudley used physics as the main method and potions as the supplement). Potions can play a role in combat. Its effect is limited and not as convenient as a magic spell, so he must get a wand.

The short cloaked man also noticed this and tried to get back before him, but was slapped away by Harry, who was blessed with the speed of a leopard and the strength of a bear.

With the wand in hand, Harry breathed a sigh of relief and felt a sense of security.

Although this wand is not his own, it can at least cast a few spells.

"Humph!"

The goblin raised his hand to cast a spell again, and this time Harry also raised his wand, almost at the same time.

"Except your weapons!"

Harry yelled.

The red curse flew out and hit the opponent directly. However, the green curse released by the opponent was unexpectedly powerful. It instantly tore through Harry's curse and ejected him. Fortunately, after taking the potion, Harry's physical condition improved. Enhanced, otherwise this one blow would be enough to make him lose his ability to fight.

What a powerful spell, what a terrifying magic.

This was the first time Harry had encountered this situation, and he was completely defeated by his opponent in a spell duel.

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

Harry subconsciously used dark magic.

It is true that although black magic is criticized by other wizards for being evil, black magic is the most effective killing magic in a duel.

Unfortunately, this Divine Edge Shadowless Curse was easily blocked by the opponent.

He was not a wizard at the same level as Barty Jr. If it had been other wizards, the moment Harry took the Bresta Potion, the outcome would have been a foregone conclusion.

"Very good, good duel level."

Although it was a compliment, Harry couldn't feel the slightest hint of approval. Instead, he felt full of malice.

Yes, it's malicious.

Harry suddenly felt the scar on his forehead feel hot, followed by a dizziness as if he had drunk fake wine.

It happened to be this time!
　To explain to friends who have not read the original work, the tombstone of Tom Riddle should be accurately said to be the tombstone of old Tom Riddle.

　　It's not our senior Tom's. The two father and son use the same name.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)