Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 305 The Third Test: An Unexpected Accident, Death Eaters
Without hesitation, Harry immediately called Hagrid and the others to go with him.

As they got closer, they could see the figure clearly.

He was a male wizard dressed in a black, fitted wizard's robe; Harry had seen him not long ago.

And his identity was none other than Barty Crouch!

At this moment, this high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, having lost his usual vitality, lay quietly on the ground.

The decaying leaves piled up beneath him, forming a blackened cushion that exuded a rotten, lifeless stench.

His head was tilted to one side, his silver-gray hair was tangled like a bird's nest, and a few strands were wrapped around the roots of trees, trembling slightly in the evening breeze.

The wand slipped from between loose fingers, and where the tip was embedded in the soil, it had been broken off by someone stepping on it.

He had completely stopped breathing and lost all vitality; no one knew which criminal lurking in the shadows had murdered him.

Hagrid exclaimed in shock, "My God, what happened to Crouch? Has he been murdered?"

Ron and Hermione involuntarily took a few steps back; they had never seen a dead person before, and now they felt a deep-seated fear.

Harry, without changing his expression, stepped forward, came to Crouch's side, and carefully examined his body.

Although he is now an enemy of Crouch, it doesn't mean Harry wants Crouch dead.

Among the many officials in the Ministry of Magic, Crouch was one of the more responsible ones.

When Voldemort wreaked havoc in the wizarding world, most of the Ministry of Magic officials had surrendered, but only a few wizards, such as Crouch, fought back tenaciously.

In addition, given his decent character, Harry and Dumbledore discussed entrusting him with a rather important position after preparing to reform the wizarding world.

So Harry still didn't want Crouch to die.

After a thorough examination, Harry was overjoyed to discover that Crouch's soul was only severely injured; he was on the verge of death but not yet completely dead.

Clearly, the sorcerer who cast the spell on him held back; the murderer, for some reason, wanted to kill him, but also wanted him to live.

All of this immediately led Harry to pinpoint the wizard he had in mind: Barty the Younger, disguised as Mad-Eye Moody.

Young Barty is Barty's son, and only he could have such complex feelings for Barty.

Harry made Hagrid move away from Crouch:

"Hagrid, please step back a few steps. Crouch still has a chance of survival. I will try to heal him."

Hagrid was startled and quickly stepped back, shouting loudly:
"That's great, then I'll leave it to you, Harry."

Harry placed the tip of his wand on Crouch's body and then quickly chanted a spell.

This is a high-level healing magic originating from Kamar-Taj, whose main effect is to heal the soul backlash after casting a spell. It is quite fitting to use it to heal Crouch's soul injury.

A reassuring green light enveloped Crouch, and after nearly ten minutes, Harry removed his hand, and Crouch gradually awoke from his slumber.

The moment he opened his eyes, he tried to sit up and quickly looked around.

Hagrid assumed Crouch was panicked from the attack, so he quickly comforted her, telling her to sit down again and that her health was the most important thing.

But Harry knew that Crouch's scanning around might not be out of panic, but rather because he was looking for his son.

After Crouch regained his composure, Hagrid finally asked the question that had been bothering him:

"Crouch, who attacked you?"

Crouch's pupils contracted slightly. He didn't respond immediately, as if organizing his thoughts, then sighed and said:
"I'm sorry, Hagrid, I didn't see who the killer was. I just saw a flash of green light and then I passed out."

Hagrid frowned slightly, his beard twitched a few times, and he pressed on:
"Don't you have any recollection at all? For example, the prisoner's build, or what kind of magic he used?"
Judging from the green light, it seems to be a killing curse, but if you've been hit by a killing curse, you shouldn't be alive.

Crouch seemed to be recalling something, and after a few minutes he shook his head and said:

"I only remember that the prisoner seemed to be very small, probably a child."

He did indeed use a killing curse, but perhaps because the killing curse used by the child wasn't very powerful, it only made me fall into a coma instead of killing me.

Hagrid nodded: "That's right, you're right, it's indeed possible that a child casting a Killing Curse cannot kill an adult."

Harry watched the two of them silently, offering no opinion.

He simply decided that when he got back, he would mark Mad-Eye Moody to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

As for whether to capture Mad-Eye Moody, that's not an option yet, since he's a valuable bait that can lure out the Death Eaters hiding in the shadows.

Because of Crouch's deliberate concealment, Mad-Eye Moody was not exposed.

Harry even saw Barty and Mad-Eye Moody pass by each other sometimes, but neither of them reacted and just talked as usual.

Crouch chose family over rules.

Time flew by, and soon it was time for the third test to begin.

The third test will not only determine who is the true champion of the Triwizard Tournament, but Harry also suspects that the Death Eaters will make their move during the third test.

The third test was far more exciting than the previous two, and many wizards who had not witnessed the first two also arrived.

They also wanted to see the birth of a champion, the champion of the three-way battle after decades.

The third match was held at the Quidditch pitch, and by the time Harry, Hermione, and Ron entered the Quidditch pitch, it was completely unrecognizable.

A twenty-foot-high hedge surrounded the edge of the area. There was a gap in front of them, which was the entrance to this great maze.

The passageway inside was pitch black, with almost no light.

Five minutes later, people began to enter the stands.

Hundreds of students filed in and took their seats, the air filled with excited chatter and hurried footsteps.

The sky is now a clear, deep blue, and stars are beginning to appear.

Hagrid, Professor Moody, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick entered the sports field and approached Bagman and several warriors.

“We will be patrolling outside the maze,” Professor McGonagall told the four warriors. “If you encounter any difficulties and need rescue, just fire a red spark into the sky, and someone will come to your aid. Do you understand?”

The four warriors nodded in unison.

“Alright, go and get ready!” Bagman said cheerfully to the four warriors.

"Good luck, Harry," Hagrid whispered.

The four warriors then slowly walked towards the entrance of the maze and stood there.

As the four warriors stood at the entrance to the maze, the clamor in the stands suddenly froze. Dumbledore used the Loud Voice Charm and shouted:

"Early this morning, Professor Moody hid the Triple Cup in the maze. Only he knows its exact location, and four warriors are sent to find it."

They will face many difficulties within the maze; only by overcoming these difficulties will the first warrior to encounter the Triumph Cup emerge victorious in the Triumph Tournament.

The audience was very excited, calling out the names of their supporters.

Dumbledore continued, "I have arranged for people to patrol around the maze. If any contestant wants to withdraw from the competition, they only need to fire a red spark with their wand. Contestants, come here now."

After the four approached Dumbledore, he whispered a message to him:

"Four warriors, there will be no dragons or deep-sea monsters in the labyrinth, but you will face even greater challenges."

Once you enter the maze, it will change. Your task is to try your best to find the trophy, but be careful, because you might lose yourself or even your life along the way.

Finally, Dumbledore turned to the audience and shouted, "Then I now announce the official start of the third test of the Triwizard Tournament!"

After Dumbledore announced the start, the other three warriors, besides Harry, rushed towards the maze entrance.

Harry, meanwhile, slowly stepped into the deep cave entrance. After all, his goal was not to win the Triwizard Tournament, but to find the Death Eaters hiding in the shadows.

As Harry stepped into the maze that was the third test of the Triwizard Tournament, he was instantly enveloped by a sinister atmosphere.

The tall hedges, like silent giants, rise twenty feet from the ground, their intertwined branches blocking out the sun and completely isolating the outside world from noise.

The mist swirled around the ground like a thin veil, yet it was also somewhat viscous. With each breath, one could almost taste the mixture of dampness and decay.

The maze's passages are intricate and complex, like a giant spider web.

Harry walked along the path in front of him. The ground beneath his feet was soft, and each step felt like walking on a sponge, making a slight squelching sound.

The hedges on both sides of the path were covered with sharp thorns, some of which were covered with an unknown sticky substance that shimmered eerily in the dim light.

Occasionally, a leaf will detach from the branch, twirling in the air as it slowly drifts down, its rustling sound particularly abrupt in the quiet environment, like the whisper of some creature.

Harry was so unhappy with his surroundings that he created a shield around himself to isolate himself from the outside world.

In this way, the filth and stench from the outside world could not disturb him.

As Harry rounded a bend, a sharp hissing sound rang out, and a giant Blasttail appeared before him.

Its body was enormous, reaching ten feet in length. Its body resembled that of a giant lion, with thick, hard armor reflecting a cold light. Its long, yellow tail swung about, the hair at the tip of the tail like burning flames.

The blasting snail spewed out a burst of scorching flames, and the heat wave hit us, but it was easily blocked by the transparent barrier.

Harry then waved his wand at the giant Blasttail, and a flash of light appeared, causing the Blasttail to fall into a deep sleep.

Just then, Harry heard a cry of surprise from afar. He raised an eyebrow and saw that the rat, which had been hiding in the shadows, had finally revealed itself.

Instead of rushing in that direction, he easily raised his wand, aimed it in that direction, and a dazzling white light shot out from the tip of the wand.

Countless bolts of lightning intertwined at the tip of the wand, forming a regular magnetic field. Gradually, a green longsword formed in the center, and was also imbued with magnetism.

Boom!

The transition from extreme stillness to extreme motion takes only a moment.

The Railgun gave the Breaking Lightsaber an extremely high initial speed. It tore through the air, ripped through trees and walls along its path, and ripped apart any unfortunate magical creatures in its way. It precisely struck Krum, who was trying to attack Fleur, ripping his arm that was holding the wand, without causing him any further harm.

After hitting Krum, the Disintegrating Lightsaber did not stop but continued to move forward.

However, unlike the previous straight path, this time the splitting lightsaber turned at a considerable arc and struck a dark figure.

Unlike Krum, whose arm was only shattered, the Splitter Lightsaber struck the black figure directly in the chest, almost tearing his body in two.

However, just as he was about to die, a green light descended from the sky and landed on his body.

His life seemed to have been frozen, remaining in a state of severe injury, with no immediate threat of death.

Only then did Harry slowly walk towards Fleur and come to her side.

Furong was terrified by the powerful attack she had just received. She collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

First came Krum's sudden attack, attempting to cast some cruel curse on her; then came a sudden, powerful attack that tore everything apart and destroyed everything, grazing right in front of her cheek.

Having faced two life-threatening situations in a short period of time, how could this witch, who had not yet graduated, possibly remain calm?

She is now in a state of stress and can barely think.

Harry waved his hand in front of Fleur, casting a calming spell on her, and after she came to her senses, he said:

"Don't be afraid, Hibiscus. There was a slight accident during the Three Kingdoms Tournament."

Fleur was still terrified. She quickly hugged Harry and hid behind him, looking at Krum, who remained unfazed even with his arm shattered, with fear:
"He...what happened to him?"

“The Imperius Curse,” Harry explained casually.

Immediately afterwards, instead of immediately removing the curse from Krum, he began by treating Krum's injuries.

In fact, time magic is the simplest treatment for this kind of injury, but since time magic is unavailable, Harry has to use a powerful healing spell on him.

As Harry cast the spell, Krum's arm grew rapidly, and within seconds a completely new arm had grown.

Only then did Harry help Krum break the Imperius Curse.

Seeing Krum awake, Fleur immediately asked eagerly:

"Krum, who cast this spell on you?"

Krum shook his head, looking confused, and said, "I didn't see clearly, but that person felt familiar."

Harold used the Levitation Charm to pull the Death Eater he had severely injured back, and asked Krum:
Did he attack you?

Krum carefully examined the man, an unfamiliar middle-aged man, and nodded, saying:

"Yes, it's him. Is he dead?"

Harry shook his head and said, "No, he's just unconscious. There's been a new development in the Triwizard Tournament. You all need to withdraw from the match immediately and report this to Dumbledore."

"And what about you?" Furong asked worriedly.

Harry smiled but did not answer.

(End of this chapter)