Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse...

Chapter 352 The Underwater Labyrinth!

Beside Durmstrang Castle, on the edge of a huge lake.

The lakeside, which was usually quiet and peaceful, was now crowded with people. All the teachers and students of the school, along with guests from the other two schools, were gathered on the shore. Apart from having an extra seat under them, they seemed no different from a large group of penguins on the shore.

Not far from them, a large plume of white smoke floated in the sky, with faint images floating on it, somewhat like churning water. A short distance away from the mist was a high platform where five referees sat in a row. Ludo Bagman sat a little further away from the other four, as he also had to act as a commentator…

Among the three warriors in this Triwizard Tournament, Avada, Fleur, and Krum are standing at three different points on the edge of the lake, quietly awaiting the referee's instructions.

"Alright everyone, the most exciting third project is about to begin!"

"Ludo Bagman!" he shouted excitedly, his magically enhanced voice carrying clearly through the noise to everyone's ears: "According to the rules, the scores of the three warriors in the first two events will determine their entry time. The one with the highest score will be the first to enter the water at 9:00 AM sharp, and for every point lower, they will be one minute later... To be honest, the difference between the three warriors this time is too small; such a small difference doesn't really have much of an impact..."

"Then, Mr. Ken will start his match in five minutes, at 9:00 sharp, Mr. Krum will start at 9:03, and Miss Delacour will start at 9:05."

"Very good, now we can see the warriors are all in position, warming up their bodies for the underwater challenge... What kind of preparations have they made over the past week for this competition that will directly determine the champion? Let's wait and see!"

"call--"

On a lakeshore far from the stands, Avada, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, gripped his wand tightly, his golden egg lying at his feet. He was stretching his legs and taking deep breaths to calm his nerves—after all, in the upcoming match, he was practically walking into their trap, and Krum and Fleur were probably feeling no better.

As he tried to calm his racing heart, he recalled the scene from a week ago when the three of them went together to learn about the details of the third project after receiving the news...

A week ago, in Durmstrang's principal's office.

Avada, Fleur, and Krum sat in a row, upright and proper. Opposite them sat Karkaroff behind a large table, and Barty Crouch Jr., still playing Ludo Bagman.

"There's only one week left until the start of the third event. According to the rules, you should have learned the details of the third event by now, and make full use of this week to develop strategies and conduct relevant training..."

Ludo Bagman sat down next to Karkarov, holding a piece of parchment in his hands, and smiled as he read aloud to the three warriors: "The third project is—the underwater labyrinth."

"Tsk."

Although Avada already knew the contents of the third mission from the information left by Dumbledore, when he heard Barty Crouch Jr. officially announce the project, he couldn't help but think to himself, "Isn't this just stitching the second and third missions from the original story together?"

This definitely increases the difficulty by more than one level...

"This project will be held on the waters of Lake Durmstrang."

Little Barty continued reading: "In the competition, warriors need to make full use of their talents, the golden eggs they obtained in the previous competition, and the various props that the organizers have arranged underwater. Your ultimate goal is the Triwizard Tournament trophy, which has been set up somewhere underwater—the first warrior to retrieve the trophy will be the champion of this Triwizard Tournament."

Avada, Krum, and Fleur all wore serious expressions—although they already knew the details of the match and even that the person in front of them was not Ludo Bagman, they still had to perform.

"And as for the golden eggs in your hands,"

Seeing the warriors' appearance, Little Barty nodded and continued, "It's for finding and activating the ghost ship we left underwater in Durmstrang."

"Those ghost ships were generously sponsored by Durmstrang University, the organizer of this competition, and possess the ability to teleport instantly across water. The reason for providing these items is that we've placed the trophy three thousand feet underwater. Not only would it take too long to swim there, but ordinary magic wouldn't be able to withstand the water pressure. After all, this year's competition is different from previous years; we must do everything we can to ensure the safety of the warriors..."

"Three thousand feet...that's almost a kilometer, isn't it?"

On the lakeshore, Avada, about to be the first to enter the water, couldn't help but complain in his mind again: "Are they going to use people as submarines? It's one thing for Dumbledore to know the truth, but how did the other judges, and the British and French Ministries of Magic, dare to approve such an outrageous project? Are they really that confident in the quality of the ghost ships produced by Durmstral?"

"Mr. Ken, please note that your match will begin in ten seconds!"

Suddenly, Bagman's amplified voice abruptly interrupted his train of thought: "Ten—nine—eight—seven..."

Avada took a deep breath and suddenly realized that he actually needed to pee.

"Three—two—one!"

"The match begins!"

At Barty's command, Avada immediately raised his wand, and dazzling magical light flashed around him...

"Head-soaking spell, heat-preserving spell, stress-resistance spell, speed-up spell..."

At this moment, all his actions were clearly projected onto the white smoke above the audience seats, and Little Barty immediately began his professional explanation, analyzing each of the spells he released: "It seems Mr. Ken has decided to rely on his own strength to enter the underwater environment, which is very unfriendly to wizards, and he has made ample preparations for it!"

He finally stopped casting the spell, picked up his golden egg—he was preparing to go into the water!

thump!

With a gasp from Barty, Avada Kedavra, clutching his wand in one hand and the golden egg between his other, kicked his legs and slammed his entire body into the calm lake, creating a huge splash.

(End of this chapter)