Chapter 343 Eyes that See Through the Past

The black mist was not blocked by anything. It passed through the gravel and completely enveloped Sherlock.

Next to Sherlock, the armor spell that had always been maintained came into play at this time. The defensive magic resisted part of the erosion of the black mist, but only partially.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The sound of sharp spells came from the black mist again. This time Sherlock was unable to make advance preparations. His control magic was restricted in this black mist. It was limited to three meters, and there was no way to detect it. Information three meters away.

Sherlock could only roll around like an ugly donkey. The dark green light rubbed the hem of his robe and hit the ground, leaving a small piece of charred land.

If this continues, he can only be passively beaten. Voldemort has a variety of life-killing spells, just like when a cat plays with a mouse, the claws that poke out from time to time may appear at any time. .

Fortunately, Sherlock is not really powerless to fight back. In any case, even if his current fighting ability is worse than that of Voldemort and Dumbledore, it is not so bad that he can't see the end at a glance.

After successfully dodging the second death curse, Sherlock did not hesitate to control the wands floating around him to form a circle around him.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

The invisible sharp blade centered on Sherlock and spread out in an instant, slashing across the middle!

The surrounding trees were cut off one after another, and even the black mist that was thicker than the night seemed to have a gap opened.

But there was no sound of a sharp knife piercing flesh around. Sherlock's attack seemed to have no effect at all, but the few pieces of black cloth falling in the wind proved that even if Voldemort hid from his spell, he would not be able to do it. So easy.

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, his breathing became more rapid, and his concentration became tense.

No matter if someone is hurt or not, it is a good thing if there are results!

...

The third competition event, in the center of the maze, was originally where the Triwizard Cup was.

Silk's released pupils saw all the past of the stone pier used to store the trophy.

From the beginning it was made by Hagrid, and then placed in the maze before the Triwizard Cup, and then Dumbledore personally placed the Triwizard Cup in front of all the judges, and then late one night , a wizard whose whole body was shrouded in gray robes and whose face could not be seen clearly walked up to Shidun. He seemed to have used some complicated magic on the Triwizard Cup. It took him a full two hours to complete it. , then disappeared and left.

Finally, she also saw Cedric and Sherlock transformed into Harry, coming to the stone pier in the center of the maze. The two of them raised the trophy together, and finally disappeared at the same time.

At the end of the first time review, Silke's golden eyes were obviously a little darker.

She closed her eyes, her breathing was a little chaotic, and she spoke to Dumbledore in a rapid voice.

"The trophy that was originally here was changed into a portkey, and both of them were teleported away by this portkey."

As soon as Silke said these words, there was an uproar around him.

"Someone took action against the Triwizard Cup? Teleported Potter and Diggory away?" Professor McGonagall's expression was extremely ugly. If she hadn't known that Hilke was not that kind of person who knew how to joke, she would have already started to doubt what she said. The truth of the words is gone.

Mrs. Weasley looked very panicked.

"There must be a way to save Harry and the others, right?"

Cedric's parents looked extremely decadent. They could only look at Dumbledore hoping that he would say something useful.

Fudge was no longer as aggressive as he was at the beginning. He looked a little embarrassed and stared at Dumbledore suspiciously. At this time, he was still wondering if this was Dumbledore's conspiracy.

Dumbledore heard Silk's words, but looked at several referees including Fudge.

"The one who was teleported away was not Harry. Harry is in a safe place now. The Harry who participated in the third competition event was transformed by Sherlock."

His words made the people around him explode.

"Professor Forrester has changed!"

"I said Harry was acting a little strange today." Hermione murmured to herself.

Mrs. Weasley and Bill looked at each other, the worry in their eyes not fading at all.

But the vast majority of the students' voices were rejoicing. In their hearts, Sherlock was undoubtedly a very powerful wizard. In such a sudden accident, his situation would definitely be much better than Harry's.

Several referees, including Fudge, looked shocked after hearing the news.

Madame Maxime frowned.

"You knew before the game started that an accident would happen?"

Dumbledore's eyes were not looking at her, he was staring at someone before he answered Madam Maxime's question.

"We didn't know. We just took a precautionary measure to ensure Harry's safety. I think everyone should think the same as me. No matter how rare it is for this event that has not been held for centuries to be held again, No student’s life is too precious.”

Under Dumbledore's gaze, Bagman has now recovered from the shock that Harry who competed is actually Sherlock.

He still looked normal, with a surprised expression, but he couldn't help shaking because he was worried about how Voldemort would react when he saw that the person sent over was Sherlock instead of Harry.

This scene naturally fell into Dumbledore's eyes.

Just when Dumbledore announced the news, Silk also opened her eyes again to the stone pillar and tried to watch the second time back.

Her focus was all on the mysterious man in the gray robe.

She didn't want to know his identity, but wanted to see clearly where he used the modified portkey technique on the Triwizard Cup.

But her target of backtracking was not the Triwizard Cup itself. The stone pillar was just a medium and did not directly contact the spell. Even if Silk spent more energy to see it, she could only see some vague gestures of waving the stick.

After the second time backtracking ended, two dazzling blood marks appeared on her face.

Using such an ability hurt her a lot, which was why she covered her eyes with a black ribbon.

But Silk had no intention of stopping at all.

Just before starting the third time travel, she tightly grasped the pendant around her neck, uncorked the bottle without any hesitation, and drank the golden liquid inside.

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