Harry's blood boiled with excitement. He resisted the urge to applaud and looked at Felix without blinking.

"Ahem," Bagman felt uncomfortable. "Well said, Felix. Can I say your words again after the game? Just kidding. To be honest, you might as well give them a hug..."

"That's right, Professor!" Roger Davis said. "We need a hug even more."

Harry felt that Roger's words made sense. Hermione's eyes sparkled. However, Felix hesitated for a moment, smiled and shook his head. "Let's wait until the game is over."

He walked out of the tent, and the smile on his face quickly faded. "The professor's weird speech before the game and refusal to hug are done. Next, we just need to wait quietly and try to have as little contact with them as possible... Is that right?"

He stopped where he was, as if waiting for someone to respond, then smiled slightly and turned to leave.

He returned to the stands. The air was filled with a cheerful and restless atmosphere. At one of the entrances to the maze castle, several selected Aurors walked into the dark entrance.

The noise outside almost instantly became inaudible. Felix wandered through the maze, thinking quietly. Can he really transform into a rune? He should be able to do it. It only takes a little pressure... After all, he has successfully mastered the first seventh-level magic.

On the fifth floor of the maze, a wandering sphinx found Felix. Its body was like a terrifyingly large lion: huge paws, a long yellow tail, and a tuft of hair at the tip of the tail. But it had a woman's head.

The sphinx blocked the way and said hoarsely, "You are very close to the entrance to the next floor."

Felix glanced at it, and a silver light flashed in her eyes. The sphinx froze in place, and Felix passed by her.

"Transform into a rune... How do I do it?" He paced away.

...

"Ladies and gentlemen, the last event of the tournament is about to begin! Let me tell you the current score! At this time, the staff can arrange the first group of warriors to take their positions... Hogwarts, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger, with a total score of 128 points, ranked first, which will win them a huge advantage, because each team has a five-minute interval..."

"Five minutes." Harry was excited and stared at the dark entrance. This meant that he was half an hour ahead of the last one! This advantage was too great. With a short and sharp whistle, Harry hurried into the entrance of the maze.

He knew that at the same time, Hermione and Ron also entered the maze.

Everything around was terribly quiet and dark. The tall hedges almost connected to the ceiling more than ten feet high, casting a large area of ​​black shadows. Every few distances, a candle burning with a faint blue flame would hang from the ceiling. Its light was very weak, and Harry could only see a small area nearby.

"Fluorescent flashes." He shook his wand, and the surroundings immediately lit up. Harry felt uneasy, and he carefully lowered the brightness. After walking a few dozen meters along the only passage, he encountered the first fork in the road.

"Show me the way." He held the wand flat on his palm and whispered to it. The wand rotated and pointed to the right, which was due north. "Very good." He ran quickly, shaking his head from side to side.

The first level of the maze should be the easiest... This was the result of their discussion. At least there would be no serious danger. Harry recalled the strategy they had set before, and if possible, find the passage to the second level as soon as possible.

This is related to the success or failure of the game!

There was another fork in the road. Harry chose the one on the left this time. He saw a dark shadow flash on the right, and without thinking too much, he turned and ran away.

Don't get entangled, the first five minutes are very important.

...

"The first team has entered. Let's see. They adopted a different strategy," Bagman couldn't help but widen his eyes. "Granger used the Disillusionment Charm. It's amazing for her age!"

Draco in the stands snorted disdainfully, hugged his shoulders, and stared at the huge screen.

"...Weasley walked very steadily. He stopped. Did he find a trap? It was a false alarm. It might be the wind. There are not many traps on the first floor. In order to let the warriors adapt to the environment inside, the real danger will be ouch!" Bagman lowered his head and dodged a small stone.

Professor McGonagall waved his fist at him angrily, and there was a booing in the stands.

"Ah! Sorry, it was an unintentional mistake. I shouldn't have revealed that there are still warriors who haven't entered the field. Ahem, let's focus on the youngest warrior. Oh, look!" Bagman quickly changed the subject. "He is running in the maze. Did he guess it?"

The restless crowd immediately quieted down and stared at the screen. Harry hardly hesitated. Every time he came to an intersection, he used the Direction Charm to confirm the direction, and then acted quickly. "Look, Harry encountered a blasting-tailed skrewt!" Seamus shouted loudly.

Ludo Bagman also noticed this, and he stood up excitedly.

"Will Potter dodge? No, he didn't, he chose to fight, Silent Disarming Charm! Oh, bad, the spell bounced off, an excellent Earth Trapping Charm, the Blast-Ended Skrewt was temporarily trapped, should be replaced next, oh, Potter didn't continue to attack, he chose to leave, the Blast-Ended Skrewt jumped out of the pit, but it lost Potter!"

Bagman was very excited, "The game is less than five minutes! Potter is already close to the entrance to the next level, his two teammates are far behind, and other teams have not entered yet... Does he want to be a seeker in the maze? The first to get the trophy? This may not be wise, his teammates can't keep up with him..." The crowd was talking,

they all saw that Harry was racing against time, but they didn't know his purpose.

"He wants to be the first to get the trophy, which is in line with his character, isn't it?" Draco said, "He still likes to show off."

"But the trophy is on the seventh floor, and it will definitely be more difficult as you go further. He will suffer a great loss." Daphne looked at the screen in confusion.

...

"Hu...Hu..." Harry breathed heavily, his chest felt like it was going to explode, but it was all worth it. He smiled brightly and walked towards the steps woven with vines. There was a hidden entrance hidden in the ceiling.

He forced himself to walk up the steps. His feet felt light, as if he was stepping on soft marshmallows. He had no strength and almost rolled down halfway up the stairs.

But he finally stood at the highest point, with his head on the ceiling. He could see that there was about a foot of space between the hedge and the ceiling. Harry grinned and stretched out his hand. The magic runes flickered and took shape at his fingertips, condensing into a milky white ball of light. Outside the

maze castle, everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes.

The ball of light slowly floated out. Harry sat on the steps, stared at the ball of light for two seconds, and whispered, "Explode." The ball of light quickly expanded, and endless light shone.

The milky white light spread in the maze, and the hedge suddenly flickered with a faint light. Under the effect of the faint light, the effect of the illumination spell quickly weakened, but it was enough. At different locations on the first floor, Hermione and Ron raised their heads at the same time and stared at the direction where the light ball exploded. Then, the road in front of them lit up and extended all the way to their feet.

"Well done, brother!" Ron clenched his fists and shouted excitedly. He ran quickly. At this moment, the maze was as bright as day, but he had found that the light was rapidly weakening. This was just what he wanted. He could run after the light.

There was silence outside the field. From the referee's seat to the stands, there was no movement.

"This is cheating!" Karkaroff shouted angrily.

"Karkaroff, they didn't violate any rules," Bagman habitually retorted, "This magic is not within the prohibited range, and it is not lethal, even if... well, its range is indeed very large..."

He was stunned for two seconds before realizing what was happening and the significance of doing so.

"Oh my god! Incredible! Potter, Potter actually found this method... His two teammates are approaching quickly, faster than Harry before, they are chasing the light!" Bagman's face flushed, and he excitedly unbuttoned his collar, "Although I don't want to admit it, the game has lost half of its suspense... The remaining half depends on the other teams, they have to hurry up."

Collins, Cedric and Roger stood in front of the entrance, each with a blank expression. What did Harry and his team do to receive such an evaluation from the referee? All the warriors realized at the same time that Harry's group had gained a huge advantage, and they had to catch up.

Another short whistle sounded, and the second group of warriors entered the field. They all took a more radical plan.

...

Harry sat on the vine steps and cast two healing spells on himself. The soreness in his legs was significantly relieved, and his chest didn't seem to be about to explode. He counted silently, and when he counted to nearly 100, footsteps were heard, and Hermione appeared from the corner. She walked up to Harry, smoothed her hair, chuckled and said, "Harry, you really did it."

Ten seconds later, Ron rushed out from another fork. He looked a little embarrassed, and his clothes were covered with mud.

"I ran too fast and encountered a big pit. I don't know who did it... It's so wicked." He said half-truthfully, while reaching out his hand to pull Harry up from the steps. He looked at the entrance above his head with surprise on his face, "Are we going to the second floor now? It's a pity that it can only be used once."

"Yes, let's go." Harry said.