June 24th, 1995.
The exam passed quickly for the students as they waited expectantly for the upcoming tournament. And now, the time is ripe, the last tournament of the Triwizard or Quadwizard of the year.
Month passes since then and now, the three schools on the final stage of the Triwizard Cup.
It was night many students and people from Hogsmeade and other nearby villages attend. Harry, by his lonesome, reviewed his plan and nodded his head. 'Good, everything is in order, I guess. I will step in after Cedric. But first, I must hunt Viktor Krum first before the mind charm affects him wrongly. Fleur also needs to be dealt with. After them, I will have a duel with Cedric to avoid unnecessary slight. He must be shown that I am better than him.'
With those thoughts out plan, Harry then looks around once more. He saw that Cedric's parents encouraged him and kissed him with love. Same with the other contestants, they also hug their families and bid their best wishes for them.
'Ah, now that is something I miss.' Shaking his head, he refocused once more.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the third and final task of the triwizard tournament is about to begin!" Ludo Baggman announces, causing audiences to shout cheerfully.
"Gather around Champions!" Barty Crouch Snr calls in the champions. Thanks to me being recluse and not doing something noticeable during the second task, Barty Crouch Snr remains alive. "This time, the leading lead will be decided through point. As of now, Cedric is in the first place, followed by Viktor, Harry will follow behind, and lastly, Miss Fleur."
"Remember the entry will be in a 10-second interval." With that, he returned to the judge stand and watch over the champion. "When the canon start..."
"Boom!" Ruthlessly cut off, the canoneer as usual fire off before anyone finishes off their words.
"And Mr. Cedric is the first to go in..." The announcer immediately started to give commentary.
After 30 seconds, Harry ran inside and immediately tracked his target. The venue of the third task this time is a 20 foot high hedges of a maze built inside the Quidditch pit.
The objective this time is to reach for the Goblet of Fire, which is placed in the center of the maze. As he navigates his path through the various traps, Harry comes upon nothing at first.
What feels like an hour and a half, he turns to the corner and comes across the boggart. The boggart took the shape of the Emperor of Mankind from Warhammer 40K. Stand in froze, Harry struggles to maintain his cool as he always dreads the day when he visits this world, especially someone who ha e his gene imprinted on him.
Fortifying his occulumency, Harry then cast a riddikulus spell dispelling the boggart. He immediately captured it, planning to take it with him to prank the natives of the other world.
'That's scary. I need to postpone my plan to visit Warhammer 40K, but that is also the best place for me to develop faster.' He thought rushing off.
Taking a different route, he met with Fleur facing Viktor. 'Good!' "Stupefy!" Not giving them time, he sent a powerful stunning spell then sent the red flare.
"That unwittingly gives me time! Now, I just need to chase Cedric." Tracing his target, he rushed toward the direction of Cedric.
Rustling~
Running, he heard some rustles ahead and immediately jumped from the corner with wand raise. At the wand point, Cedric froze on the spot, staring at Harry with wide eye.
"Well, seem like it my win, Mr. Diggory." Smiling, Harry, look at Cedric in the eye and say.
"It seems so, Mr. Potter." He replies,knowing that he lost fair and square. He really needs to heed Prof. Moody constant vigilant.
"Good, then I hope you don't mind this." Casting the stunning spell, he then cast the red spark and rushed toward the direction of the Cup.
After a few minutes of running, his brain had already started to make a plan. First, he must allow Voldemort to be resurrected, and then he can free himself and have a duel with him.
But he also considers the possibility of Peter not being alone. 'As of now, Barty Jnr is the only associate with Peter. Junior is at Hogwart, so Peter and maybe the snake.'
Taking a deep breath, he stares at the cup after killing the acromantula. It is an easy task now for him. He can efficiently kill these creatures now.
'Here goes nothing.' Wand out, mentality on peak, and body in tune. Raising his hand, a tug immediately occurs as if his body is put inside a narrow tube, then twisted and thrown on the ground violently.
'What the hell! This is worse than my first time! Are they making drasting measurements just to deal with me?' The feeling started to fade when a stupefy hit him on the back, stunning him as two men approached him flanking Peter at the middle with bundle in his hand. He wouldn't have been stunned so easily, but there are three stunners striking him, allowing himself to register what happens.
'This is worse than my worst-case scenario.' Staring at them, one of the men stepped forward and levitate him toward the ritual area.
"Ah, Mr. Potter. Well met." A raspy voice sounded from Peter's bundle. "I would welcome you warmly, but as you can see. I can't offer that while inside this dreary place."
A sniggering then followed. Daze, Harry, do a double take before registering that Voldemort tried to make a joke. 'What the hell? Is he trying to sound funny? Whatever, let's wait for this ritual. I can free myself later.'
"Peter, start the Ritual!" Impatient, Voldemort commanded. While Voldemort is not fully magical relief or healed, he is still a genius wizard. He already senses something strange about the boy in front of him.
Peter, not even a second, immediately starts the ritual. The two men beside him stand on guard wands, pointing at Harry.
Harry scans everything around him with his eyes as the magic wears off him. Suddenly, he smiled. He finally found the last Hocrux.
Feeling the dagger hidden on his back, Harry started to make plans. Assessing his surroundings, he marked any weak point and considered any possible hidden place to attack and do everything efficiently.
As the final ritual happens, he waits patiently with tension on his arm and leg. Peter walks toward the ritual cauldron and drops the abomination Voldemort.
As the grotesque baby touches the liquid and makes a zissling sound. Harry, break free as the men were distracted by Voldemort.
Summoning his wand into his hand, he immediately flick his hand, doing a cutting motion at the three men decapitation them. 'Shit!'
Cursing, he jumped to the side, avoiding Nagini. Rolling, he grabbed his knife and jumped toward the snake. 'Maxima lumos!' Bringing his wand in front of the eyes, he flares its eyes, then in one smooth motion, he slams the hidden knife onto it head.
Puchi! Blood spills as a dark shadow escapes the snake, and the apparition of Voldemort can be seen screaming. "Ahhhhhhhh!"
A dreadful scream can be headed as Harry is blown by the magical blast cause by the hocrux. Bam!
'Damn.... that's bad!' Without any second to relieve his small victory, he roll to the side a green spell flew past him.
"How dare you defy the Dark Lord!" A vicious scream came from the source of the flying spell.
"Ahahah, what wrong? Isn't this good?" Taunting, Harry stares at the last man who survived thanks to Nagini.
Voldemort, who just stares at the dead snake with a horrified, despair, and sad??, look?
"Die!" The dark robe man says, sending another killer curse. Dodging the green light, Harry sends a powerful piercing hex at the man's throat, killing him painfully.
The man groans as he falls to the ground and breathes on his blood as air invades his throat from the wrong hole.
Huff~
"If isn't it the esteem Dark Lord himself." Positioning himself, Harry stares at Voldemort. "How's life treating you? Good, I hope."
"Harry Potter!" With rage in his red eyes, the Dark Lord slowly raises his head.