Chapter 689: The Champion

When the two beams of magic light came together, they became extremely powerful - the spider was knocked to the side and flattened the nearby hedge. Its hairy legs were scattered on the ground, tangled into a ball. Under the influence of Shen Feng Wuying, , the spider was almost torn apart completely.

"Harry!" Cedric shouted, "Are you okay? It didn't crush you, did it?"

"No," Harry replied loudly, breathless. He looked down and saw that his legs were bleeding, and his torn clothes were sticky with secretions from spider fangs.

Harry tried to get up, but his legs were wobbly and he couldn't hold his whole body up.

He had no choice but to lean on the hedge, panting heavily and looking at the surrounding environment warily. It seemed that the walls were safe, at least, they did not suck him in.

This made Harry very happy, at least he didn't have to be defeated so badly.

Damn... that spider...

However, it was fortunate that there was that spider, otherwise, inevitably, one of Harry and Cedric would have to raise the wand first.

Harry didn't want to learn from Krum, he felt it was unnecessary, and he shouldn't waste his magic on other warriors...

However, they are not friends. He and Cedric, maybe Fleur is Harry's friend, but to be more precise, Fleur is Fanlin's friend, and Harry is just more familiar with him and is better than Cedric. a little……

However, if it was Furong, she would definitely subdue herself without hesitation and give way...

Anyway, this spider...

Cedric was now just a foot away from the Champions League.

The trophy shone dimly golden behind them.

"Ferula!" Cedric didn't hesitate, and the white bandage rushed out from the tip of Cedric's wand in an instant.

The bandage naturally found Harry's wound, and then wrapped around it.

This made Harry feel better, and although there was no healing charm, "Ferula!" had some mild healing effects.

"Harry, how are you?" Cedric asked nervously. Harry was injured because he saved him. It was hard to imagine how he would deal with this damn spider without Harry's reminder that he had lost his wand.

"It's okay." Harry nodded, "I'm just a little weak." Harry looked at the gauze wrapped around his leg.

Now, he has become the most seriously injured among the four warriors.

Harry looked up at Cedric who was not far away, and then looked at the distance between himself and the Goblet of Fire.

"Pick it up," Harry gasped to Cedric. "Pick it up. You're already there."

But Cedric stood still, just staring at Harry. He looked back at the trophy. Harry could see the longing look on Cedric's face.

Cedric looked back at Harry.

Harry was taking advantage of the situation to grab the hedge and stand up. Cedric took a deep breath, "You take it. It's your turn to win. You saved my life at critical moments both times."

"Can't say that," said Harry.

But he was still a little angry. His leg was already in severe pain, and he endured the pain to remove the spider's fangs. What was annoying was that after putting in so much effort, Cedric defeated him, just like he defeated him last time. It's like Harry inviting Cho to a party.

Whoever reaches the trophy first will score.

"You're the one who scores. My legs are like this. I don't want to win any more games."

Cedric took a few steps back and approached the unconscious spider, shook his head and said, "No, I can't take it."

"Stop being so arrogant," Harry said angrily, "Pick it up so we can get out of here as quickly as possible!" Cedric watched as Harry grabbed the hedge and steadied himself.

"You told me that the dragon would appear," Cedric began. "If you hadn't told me, I would have been eliminated in the first round."

"You helped me back then," Harry said hurriedly, wiping the blood off his legs with his clothes. "You helped me deal with that egg, so no one of us owes the other."

"You were the one who helped me deal with the dragon first!" Cedric continued what Harry said.

"But we are still clean, and no one owes anyone anything." Harry tried to move his legs, but they started to shake as soon as he exerted force. He twisted his ankle when the spider dropped him.

"You could have scored more points in the second round," Cedric still insisted. "You stayed behind to rescue the hostages. It is my responsibility to complete this task."

"Stop talking so much. I'm serious, pick up the trophy." Harry shouted, with a hint of bitterness on his face. Cedric insisted not to take it.

He stepped over the spider's tangled legs and reached Harry. Harry was staring at him.

Cedric meant it. He left with not just a trophy, but a certain kind of glory that Hufflepuff had not had in hundreds of years.

"Go ahead!" Cedric said softly. He looked a little hesitant, but his expression was firm.

He seemed determined. Harry looked at Cedric and then at the trophy. For a moment, he seemed to see himself coming out of the maze, holding the trophy high, hearing people's thunderous cheers, and Qiu looking at him with admiration. This expression was clearer than ever... After a while, all of this disappeared. , Harry found that all he saw was Cedric's slightly blurry but determined face.

Harry really wanted the trophy, but...

"Let's take it together," Harry said suddenly. "What?"

"Let's take it at the same time. Victory still belongs to Hogwarts. We're tied."

Cedric looked at Harry in surprise, "You, are you serious?" "Of course," Harry said seriously, "Of course, we helped each other and got here, right? Let's Let’s hold a cup together!”

Cedric seemed to not believe his ears. After a while, he came to his senses and smiled happily, revealing his white teeth.

"It's up to you." Cedric said briskly, "Come on, let's get it together." He put Harry's arm on his shoulders and helped him limp to the trophy. The two of them simultaneously Stretch out your hand and hold the golden trophy at the same time.

"Let me count to three, okay?" said Harry. "One, two, three -"

He and Cedric grabbed the handle on the other side of the trophy at the same time. In an instant, Harry felt a force pull his body violently, and then his legs were lifted off the ground. But his hand was firmly fixed on the trophy, and he couldn't let go. Immediately afterwards, Harry and Cedric were lifted up again, and suddenly they felt the wind roaring around them... (To be continued)