Maze, Champions

The enormous maze was constructed from twenty-foot-high hedges. The four Champions and Bagman stood before its entrance.

Professor McGonagall and the others would patrol outside the maze. She told the Champions, "If you run into trouble, fire a red signal into the air with your wands. We'll come and take you out."

The four nodded. McGonagall glanced at Bagman before leaving.

Bagman cleared his throat and amplified his voice. "Ladies and gentlemen, the third task—and the final event of this tournament—is about to begin."

"Before we begin, I will announce the Champions' current scores. In first place is Mr. Harry Potter. Second is Cedric Diggory. Both of them are from Hogwarts!"

Muya did not understand why he was deliberately stressing that point. If he wanted to stir up conflict among the three schools, then congratulations—he had succeeded.

Just look at the dissatisfied Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students on either side. The killing intent in their eyes was practically overflowing.

The remaining rankings were Krum and Pheobe.

As the first-ranked Champion, Harry would enter the maze first.

Muya had just watched Harry reach a crossroads in the maze when a familiar force suddenly tugged her. She turned and saw Tom's handsome face.

"It looks like your viewing time has to be put on hold. This isn't gloating—the target has appeared." That familiar excitement filled his eyes again.

Muya said, "I thought they would come earlier."

Tom led her to the bottom of the maze. She saw Hermione, Theodore, and the others there as well. Looking at Tom, she asked, "This place is dangerous. Why did they come too?"

"We came willingly." Theodore helped smooth Muya's messy hair, his face gentle.

He then turned to Tom, his tone becoming serious. "Professor Snape and Professor Moody have already been sent into the maze by