Chapter 673 Dreamland

Hagrid gasped heavily, and gave Karkaroff a hard look.

His magic power is weak, and he is not a qualified wizard, but because of his half-giant blood, his actual combat effectiveness is very strong.

Not to mention, he has a knack for taming magical animals.

Karkaroff was no match for Hagrid at all, and under his glaring gaze, he dared not say a word.

He is this kind of character who eats the soft and fears the hard, and Ivan has known it for a long time, but the actual situation is worse than imagined.

Ivan doesn't know how this kind of person got into the position of principal of Durmstrang, but Karkaroff is very cunning!

"Igor, we are going to send Mr. Krum to the school hospital now, and he will recover." Dumbledore said, "Hagrid, please escort Harry, Irwin, Ron, and Hermione to the four of them." Back to the castle!"

"Maybe I'd better stay here, Headmaster..." said Hagrid.

"You accompany them back to school!" Dumbledore said again, with a very firm tone, "Send them directly to the Gryffindor tower, Ivan, Harry, I hope you stay there and don't move. Whatever you want to do Whatever, you can wait until tomorrow morning."

"Got it!" Ivan replied, really can't give Barty Crouch Jr. another chance.

Especially after so many things happened, the other party may jump the wall in a hurry at any time.

"I'll leave Fangs to you, Headmaster," said Hagrid, glaring at Karkaroff menacingly.

Karkaroff was still huddled under the tree, tangled in a mess of robes and roots.

He didn't meet Hagrid's eyes, obviously waiting for them to go first.

"Stay, Fangya! Come on, you four."

They passed Beauxbaton's carriage in silence and walked towards the castle.

"He's so brave," said Hagrid angrily, as they strode across the little lake. "How dare he accuse Dumbledore, as if Dumbledore did something like that, as if Dumbledore It's like letting Ron participate in the competition on purpose!"

"Do you think it was that man who attacked Krum?" Harry said, asking a lot of questions. "Who is he, and why did he go after Mr. Crouch? Also, why did Mr. Crouch change?" In that way?"

"Mr. Crouch mentioned the Dark Lord, this matter must be related to him." Hermione said, "I don't know if Mr. Crouch has anything to do, I hope he can..."

"Enough, listen to me!" Hagrid shouted angrily, and Ivan, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all taken aback and looked up at him, "Stop talking about this, you four tonight Should have had tea at my place instead of going into the woods and fighting the evil dark wizard. Especially you, Evan, how could you go deep in the forbidden forest with that Krum, he is Durmstrang Yes, he's probably trying to kill you here. Imagine being tricked by him..."

"Krum is not my opponent!" Ivan said, "Also, why did he want to kill me?"

"Don't ask me why, they've always been like this!" Hagrid thumped up the steps and said seriously, "Anyway, you guys should deal with these foreigners as little as possible. letter."

Several people looked at each other, and Hagrid was obviously still angry about Mrs. Maxim's matter.

"Stay away from the pair of Veela sisters, and don't hang around in front of the carriage, who knows what will rush out of it." Hagrid said, his expression was scary for a while, "Try to reconnect, I can see through them They want to please me again, and want me to tell her what's in the lake, none of them can believe it!"

It seems that Hagrid did follow Ivan's suggestion and go to Mrs. Maxim to re-communicate, but the result...

Hagrid was in such a bad mood that he sent them all the way to the Gryffindor common room.

All four felt relieved when they said goodbye to him in front of the Fat Lady.

"Evan, who do you think is the person who fought you?" Hermione said, looking for a corner where there was no one.

"I don't know, it's not someone I know!" Ivan paused, and continued, "You should not act alone recently, someone has sneaked into Hogwarts. The school is not safe, what we should do now is to help Ron Through the second game."

He didn't expect any more accidents, and hoped that everything would go smoothly.

"Don't worry about me, with the help of the gill grass, I'm sure I'll be fine," said Ron.

"Damn it!" said Harry angrily, pumping his fist hard. "We would have made it in time if Snape hadn't stopped me. 'The Headmaster is busy, Potter! What nonsense, Potter!' Why couldn't he let go?"

When he went to find Dumbledore, Snape stopped and pestered him for a long time.

In the end, when they arrived, the battle between Alvin and Barty Crouch Jr. was over.

"Maybe he doesn't want you to get there at all!" Ron said quickly. "Maybe, by the way, how long do you think it will take him to get to the forest? Will he beat you and Dumbledore? Could he be the one fighting?"

"Unless he turns himself into a bat or something," said Harry.

"It's not impossible," Ron muttered.

"Okay, go back to sleep quickly!" Aiwen said, there is no point in continuing to speculate, "If you have anything, you can ask Hagrid tomorrow morning. Remember, be vigilant, and the three of you don't act alone!"

That night, Ivan slept very restlessly, and what Mr. Crouch said when he left kept echoing in his ears.

Ivan dreamed of the terrible evil god, which merged with Voldemort...

The only one who couldn't sleep better than Ivan was Harry, his scar was hurting all the time, and the bad thing was that he was dreaming again!

That very realistic, but extremely bad dream.

Harry dreamed that he was riding on the back of an owl, flying and gliding through the dark night sky, until he came to an old ivy-covered house on the hill.

With the night wind blowing in Harry's face, they flew lower and lower until they finally flew in through a dark, broken window on the top floor.

Now they fly down a dark corridor with a door at the end...

They flew through the door, and it was a dark room with the windows sealed!

Harry was no longer on the owl's back, and he watched it fly into a chair with its back facing him, and there were two black shadows beside it.

One was a ghastly statue of a tree root, the one Harry had seen the previous summer.

It was an amalgam of the ugliest things Harry had ever seen in his life, twisted all over and glowing faintly red here and there. 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy