Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 62 Entering the Urn
The final result came out. Among the two grades of almost [-] to [-] little wizards, nearly half chose to give up. Among them, Hufflepuff and Slytherin had the most people, followed by Ravenclaw. And Gryffindor has the least number of people who choose to give up.

This result was not unexpected. Amosta quickly divided the signed young wizards into teams and counted them carefully. There were ten groups for the first graders and a little more for the second graders. There were 21 groups in total. Group of people.

Harry and Draco stood together with dark faces, looking at each other with disgust.

"If you are willing to kneel down and beg me now, Potter, when you are stuffed in your mouth by some monster, I may be merciful and pick up your pieces and return them to your mud, yours." Foolish friends, so they can at least have something to miss you with!"

Malfoy said viciously with the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Surprises me, Malfoy,"

'Dreams' come true Harry stared unflinchingly into Malfoy's gray eyes,
"I thought you couldn't even walk without your two big men!"

At this time, Amosta, who was busy with the grouping, returned to the door of the classroom, "Time is precious, everyone, is there anyone who volunteered to stand up and take the lead?"

No one spoke, and the little wizards who had exhausted their courage stared at their toes, not daring to look into Professor Bryan's eyes.

"Since this is the case"

Amosta, who looked around twice but failed to get a response, was a little disappointed. He looked at Harry and Malfoy, who were competing with each other, and smiled happily,
"Then, let Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy show you their dazzling courage and wisdom!"

When it really came, Harry regretted that he had signed the contract impulsively just now. He turned his head and found that Ron, Hermione, and Neville at the back of the queue were all looking at him worriedly. In order not to make them worry too much, Harry forced himself to show a smile that was more like a wry smile. After that, under the eyes of everyone, he took a deep breath and reached for the doorknob.

"Is that it?"

And Malfoy no longer had that sarcastic expression, he was short of breath, and looked at Amosta almost beggingly, hoping to get some hints.

And Amosta turned a blind eye to Malfoy's eyes calling for help, and just slightly raised his voice to look at Harry who was twisting the handle,

"Most dark creatures don't like light, Potter, it might be a bit dark in the room, be careful not to fall--"

If it wasn't for the encouraging voices from Hermione and Ron from outside the door, and if it wasn't for Malfoy who was dawdling in behind him and hadn't completely closed the door, then Harry couldn't even be sure whether he was still in the castle or not!
He looked at the room in front of him stupidly, racking his brains to recall every spell he had ever learned or heard, thinking about which spell could turn an ordinary classroom into the size of a Quidditch pitch Circular Maze!
click-
When Malfoy closed the door, the light and sound from the outside were immediately completely cut off, and the space in the classroom immediately presented a kind of dimness and obscurity when the sun was about to set on a rainy day.

The air was filled with cold smoke and the stench of rotting meat that Harry had smelled at Nick's death day party, the surroundings were silent and there was only a faint sound of water droplets falling on the ground. The tick-tock of brown slate.

In this situation, Harry's sight was greatly restricted, he didn't dare to move forward rashly, he just pointed forward tremblingly with his wand, trying to open his eyes to see more.

Fear and the unknown made Malfoy temporarily let go of his hatred for Harry. Unknowingly, he walked close to Harry's side with small steps, and his tone of voice was no longer as arrogant as usual.

"What do you think lies ahead for us, Potter?"

"I know as much as you do, Malfoy." Harry's tone was less aggressive, his eyes didn't waver a bit, and his eyes tried hard to penetrate the thin fog that filled the air in front of him.

"Come here, Draco—"

At this time, a gloomy voice that both of them were very familiar came from behind the fog, and the appearance of this voice immediately restored Malfoy's spirit, and also made Harry's uneasy heart sink to the bottom.

"And you, Potter, do you want to dawdle through these 10 minutes? Unfortunately, as long as I don't announce the beginning and end, you will have to stay in this room forever!"

Snape said again in a tone of extreme disgust, but Harry was used to it, and even, in this strange environment with hidden unknown dangers, he even felt that Snape's disgust was kind of kind!

"Professor, are you here to guide me on how to defeat the dark creatures behind the wall?"

Malfoy ran to the entrance of the maze, looked at the professor who cared for him the most in the school and asked happily,
"Can you tell me what's locked inside and what tricks I can use to deal with it?"

"You have to rely on yourself, Draco, Professor Bryan also asked me to sign a magic contract, not letting me disclose any information."

Remembering the process of being forced to sign the contract by the friendly Amosta, Snape's face was sullen, and what he said next made the joy on Malfoy's face disappear completely,

"Principal Dumbledore and Professor Blaine put me here in order to minimize the casualty rate of this dangerous project."

Snape looked at Harry, who was [-] feet away from him, who was uneasily looking at the entrance of the maze. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said in his usual light voice in class,
"But you know, Draco, sometimes if the danger comes suddenly, I may not have time to snatch you both back from the monster's mouth"

Harry knew that what Snape said was actually to himself. If he and Malfoy were in danger at the same time, it would be clear at a glance who Snape would save first!

"professor--"

Harry pretended not to understand what Snape meant. He pointed his wand at a puddle of viscous brown liquid that was slowly dripping onto the ground on the wall at the right entrance of the maze. notice,
"That...could it be, it's bloodstains."

hiss!
Harry's guidance made Malfoy also notice this, he gasped suddenly, turned his head in a panic and was about to run towards the door, but Snape grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Professor Blaine's magic contract has a very strong restrictive force. Once signed, you can't give up. Draco, your father will not be happy to see you become a squib."

In any case, ever since stepping into this classroom, there is no room for regret. No matter how frightened they were, Harry and Draco chose an entrance one by one under Snape's stern gaze, and walked into it one by one. A labyrinth exuding an ominous and deathly atmosphere, the desolate and helpless figure quickly disappeared into the darkness that was about to choose someone to kill.













(End of this chapter)