Harry Potter I Am Death

Chapter 209 The Final Project

The bloody storm in the potion market has gradually calmed down with the attachment of several established companies, but everyone knows that there are many undercurrents hidden under the lake, which is difficult for sunlight to penetrate.

Hogwarts seems to have this kind of atmosphere at this time, all the students are always discussing something in a low voice, they are in a hurry, it seems that they all have big things to look forward to.

Contrary to the expectations of other students, the nerves of the warriors selected by the Goblet of Fire became more and more tense. Krum, who often ran by the lake, finally stopped turning around to drive away the fans following him.

This time, Eli wasn't that special, and Harry finally didn't have to feel that he was out of place in front of Eli, because they both started to get nervous.

Harry was worried about the unknown fear of the last level. You know, since the start of the game, he has encountered all kinds of fire dragons and giant squids. No one can guarantee that the last level will not have something so fierce monster.

But anyway, it was the last hurdle, and Harry still felt a sense of relief in his heart. He didn't want to bear the title of warrior anymore.

But Eli knew that this last hurdle was the beginning of the darkness that all of them would face.

Voldemort was coming back, with a bunch of lunatic Death Eaters with him.

He couldn't guarantee that someone's life would be lost in the last hurdle. Harry, as the protagonist in the previous life, could somewhat protect the plot, and Cedric was indeed dead in the previous life movie.

Eli can only do his best, just don't let others touch the Goblet of Fire.

There was only one day before the start of the competition, but there seemed to be nothing to do on this day. Speaking of training, Voldemort could not be killed by cramping.

Outside the castle, by the Black Lake, a stone fell into the lake, mixing the two cuddling figures together.

"Oh..." Eli's sigh broke the silence.

"Tired?" Hermione brushed the hair on Eli's face behind the ears, revealing the boy's thin face.

The touch of the girl's fingers across the face brought Eli back to his senses. He turned his head and saw Hermione's concerned eyes. Eli didn't prepare his expression well, and pulled out an unnatural smile.

Eli tried to look relaxed, but under Hermione's eyes, he finally gave up and threw his head on the girl's shoulder.

Hermione could tell that Eli was in a low mood at a glance, it was like an instinct, but she didn't keep asking, she just stayed by Eli's side quietly, and when he couldn't hold on, there was always someone who could snuggle.

Eli just wanted to stop here, the girl's smell made him linger.It was always difficult for him to pretend in front of Hermione, and when he saw her concerned eyes, he couldn't help but want to accuse her in front of her.

He had rarely done this in front of Mrs. Hall, because things about the wizarding world were not appropriate to say at the time.

No one knows that from the moment he became conscious 14 years ago, he has undertaken some unshirkable missions.

It seems that half of his life is busy, only for a certain goal, when the goal is achieved, he can die.

There is always a time when you want to relax.

Hermione hugged her like Eli did, and Eli kept arching her body, like a certain kind of creature.

"Eli, be quiet"

"Do not"

"..."

That pretentious look really made Hermione feel like a mother.

Unable to bear the fact that Eli's head was arching like an electric drill, Hermione grabbed Eli's ear and turned it 180 degrees on the spot.

"Oh shit! It hurts..."

"Let you do something bad again." Hermione let go of her hand, but she didn't use any force, mainly because her ears were soft.

"Hey...", Eli is of course pretending.

He picked up Hermione and put her in his arms, letting her pretend to struggle, but Eli just hugged her with a smile.

The tall Hermione looked extremely petite in Eli's arms, and Eli looked at the gadget in his arms with a smirk, and pinched her face.

"Let you pull my ears... jie jie jie jie...", as if deliberately retaliating, Eli instantly possessed his uncle, pinching Hermione's face back and forth, and let out a strange laugh.

In the end, Hermione pouted and remained silent angrily, allowing Eli to coax him into ignoring him.

"Don't be so stingy, you usually bully me so many times, it's not too much for me to bully you this time..."

"Hey, you are not loyal enough like this, why don't you pinch your face?"

Seeing that he couldn't be coaxed anymore, Eli just smacked Hermione's lips, if you get angry, get angry, you've earned it! hiahiahiahia...

"You you you..." Hermione's eyes widened, her face was so red that she was about to bleed, but Eli just looked at her smugly.

"What are you looking at!", Eli shouted with a straight face on purpose, and his soul was sublimated immediately, I, Eli, finally stood up!

From now on, no one is allowed to call me bronchitis!

"You scold again?" Hermione's voice suddenly came from her arms, and Eli's smile froze on his face.

"Hey hey... I'm just joking, don't take it seriously. Does it hurt? I'll rub it..."

Hermione was really defeated by this cheeky guy, lying comfortably in her arms, her fingers kept pulling Eli's green collar back and forth.

Krum, who was running, saw the figure in the distance, turned a corner very smoothly and ran away.

The breeze came and the time was beautiful, and Eli forgot all his troubles in an instant.

Eli is leisurely enough, but Bock and Fenrir on the other side are very worried.

When the Shafik Potion Company almost occupies the entire market, it means that in terms of potion materials, it has nothing to do with his Bork family.

This period of time can be said to be exhausted, but he can't even find Eli's potion factory.

The people in Huaxia didn't dare to move, and Shafik's power was getting bigger and bigger, no matter how many methods he came to, it was useless.

The few stray hairs on Bork's head, which were already sparse, were also in danger.

"Where's Kashalik? Hasn't he already entered the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department? Let him get in touch with Huaxia as quickly as possible!"

After yelling at the man in black, Bok leaned heavily on the chair.

In the Welsh forest, Fenrir was completely afraid to go out again.

Originally, he was just recovering from his injuries, but later he heard that people were looking for him everywhere, and then some of his subordinates disappeared for no reason. Now he is terrified, afraid that Huaxia will call him one day.

The power of the Death Eaters had shrunk to the extreme before Voldemort's resurrection. Those pure-blood families were all eager to make money. Some ordinary Death Eaters were in prison, and some were powerless.

It can be said that before Voldemort's resurrection, the Death Eaters could no longer make any waves.

In the dark corner of the wizarding world, a group of guys hiding like mice are eagerly looking forward to the return of the devil king!