"Grab the Golden Egg, let's go."
Wade took the lead, but after walking some distance, he realized there were no footsteps following him.
He turned around and saw Harry still standing there, head bowed, gazing at the heavy Golden Egg in his hands. A faint flicker of fire danced on his messy black hair, casting shadows of varying depths.
"Harry?"
Wade raised an eyebrow, then understood and chuckled, "Don't treat it like charity—or get some silly idea that 'it only counts if you get the Golden Egg through your own strength.'"
Harry looked up, complex emotions flickering in his green eyes.
"Let me ask you," Wade casually twirled his Wand, "if Champions from other schools cooperated and helped one of them get a Golden Egg, would you consider that cheating?"
"Of course not." Harry thought of Cedric and said without hesitation.
He was someone who was quite tolerant of others, but held himself to a very high moral standard.
"Then what's there to be ashamed of, getting the Golden Egg from me? I helped you this round, and perhaps it'll be your turn to help me next round."
Wade had a slight smile playing on his lips: "Anyway, by the second task, I'm definitely going to be everyone's target. You wouldn't just stand by and watch if others ganged up on me, would you?"
Harry shook his head: "No, I'd definitely help you."
"There you have it then, don't you?" Wade chuckled softly: "There's only one Champion, but until we defeat all the other opponents, we're still teammates, right?"
Harry looked at Wade's frank expression, and the gloom and hesitation in his heart dispersed like morning mist. The weight of the Golden Egg in his hand also felt a bit more reassuring.
"Right… you're right."
He smiled and quickly caught up with Wade.
A small blue bird perched on a candelabra nearby, watching the two intently, occasionally flapping its wings.
Harry glanced at his companion beside him and couldn't help but whisper, "Since you know this will make everyone hostile, why don't you rein it in a bit?"
Wade sighed, also lowering his voice, "Can't help it, the opponents are too weak… This makes it more interesting."
Harry: "…"
He squinted at Wade and rolled his eyes. Even as a teammate, he felt like punching him right now.
Walking side by side, they had felt the passage was incredibly long when they entered; but walking out again, it felt like no time at all had passed before they saw the light of the exit close by.
Just as Harry relaxed, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a shadow to the side of the passage exit—its outline slightly undulating, unnatural… like someone raising a Wand towards them!
In that instant, he didn't even think. His wrist flicked, and his Wand whipped out in a flash!
A blinding red light burst forth, striking the shadow precisely. A muffled groan came from the darkness, and the figure flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
The opponent's spell also veered sharply, hitting the ceiling of the passage, and rubble rained down.
Harry didn't hesitate. He lunged forward like a leopard, and the moment he ran out of the passage, he saw the attacker getting up from the ground, reaching for the Wand that had rolled a short distance away.
He surged forward, giving the other person no chance to stand. Just as their fingertips were about to touch the Wand, Harry quickly waved his Wand again.
Two consecutive Disarming Charms, he didn't even realize he had used Nonverbal Spells both times.
*"Bang!"*
The spell's light struck the person's chest, sending them flying a second time, falling!
The moment he landed, his arm snapped with a "crack." The boy cried out in pain, clutching his broken arm. His pale face was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes glinted with unwilling malice as he looked up at Harry.
Harry took another step forward and said decisively, "Stupefy!"
The boy's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed heavily.
It was only then that Harry seemed to realize what he had done. He panted, scanning the Chamber of Secrets vigilantly, then looked at the other side of the passage.
Wade slowly walked over, looking down at the unconscious boy.
"Caspar from Durmstrang… he's really unlucky." Wade's lips curved into a sarcastic smile: "We were already about to leave. If he hadn't attacked, he would have easily qualified for the competition."
Most of the traps in the passage had been destroyed by those who came before them, and all the mechanisms had been disarmed. A dozen Golden Eggs were still inside the Scorpion Golem's belly. Although they were all hanging from the ceiling, they weren't difficult to find with careful searching.
Besides, there was no time limit for the first task.
"Yeah, he probably didn't even see who was coming out, so why ambush us?" Harry wondered, "What if it was his own teammate who came out?"
"Maybe he was worried that if he missed this chance, he wouldn't get a Golden Egg?"
Wade speculated, "You and I know there are still quite a few Golden Eggs, but from Caspar's perspective, he arrived too late, and most of the Golden Eggs might have already been taken by other Champions. Even if there were any left, there wouldn't be many."
"So… even if it's a teammate from the same school, he'd still try to snatch the Golden Egg from them?" Harry shook his head, unsure how to comment on such behavior.
"Alright, let's go."
Wade stepped over Caspar and walked towards the Golden Compass in the center of the Chamber of Secrets. The moment he turned, he suddenly felt like he had seen something.
Wade paused, then turned his head again. He saw Caspar, lying on the ground, frowning deeply, with a silver necklace having slipped out partially from his collar.
The pendant on his necklace resembled a triangular eye.
Wade's brow furrowed slightly. He knew this was the symbol of the Deathly Hallows, and Grindelwald's former mark.
This guy… could he be connected to the Alliance?
But not necessarily. When Grindelwald was studying at Durmstrang, he carved this symbol on a wall. For some reason, Durmstrang has never removed that graffiti to this day.
In the original story, Krum seemed to say that some Durmstrang students would copy this symbol onto their textbooks or clothes to scare others. Perhaps Caspar was just one of those chuunibyou teens doing the same.
Wade suppressed the sudden ripple in his heart, ignoring Caspar lying on the ground, and stood beside the Golden Compass with Harry.
The two exchanged a look, then instinctively reached out their hands at the same time.
As their fingertips touched the compass, a powerful pull suddenly seized them, and the world twisted and spun before their eyes, colors blurring into streaks of light...
*Bang!*
They appeared on a high platform, swaying slightly before steadying themselves.
Harry propped himself up, panting as he looked around, while Wade's calm gaze swept over the stands not far away.
Hundreds of eyes were fixed on them, the emotions on those faces seemingly frozen, their features blurred.
In Wade's vision, Dumbledore, with his white beard and white hair, stood out particularly. The headmaster had his familiar, reassuring smile on his face and slowly raised his hand—
"Clap, clap, clap."
The next second, the stands erupted with an overwhelming roar of cheers and applause. Countless students waved frantically, their eyes gleaming with fervent adoration.
Harry saw Hermione, Ron, and many Gryffindor students jumping and cheering in the stands, and he couldn't help but break into a brilliant smile.
—If the headmasters of the other schools weren't looking so grim, this scene would have appeared even more harmonious.
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