The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

It's...the Portkey! ! !The trophy door key they used when they were conspired to teleport over!

Harry was a little dizzy, he felt his belly button was caught by a hook, and then he was pulled around, and even flew here... Anyway, it was very uncomfortable.

Oliverworth sighed.

That thing Voldemort is quite concerned about reputation, that person doesn't want to drag Harry to Hogwarts by Apparating...

He had to take that trophy and take Harry to Hogwarts, and the reason was that Voldemort felt like letting his Death Eaters know that a third year student would Apparate and would come to his place ...

The damn vigilance.

He didn't expect this bald man with no nose to be so wary of a child... Voldemort wasn't even wary of Harry, but why did he pay so much attention to him?

He couldn't figure it out, after all, things like baldness and no nose can never be considered with a human mind...

He reached out and touched the grass now beneath him, and it was clear that they were in the middle of the maze again.

He yawned, looking at the Portkey trophy that fell on the ground, he felt very speechless.

"It's invalid...it's not even the original gold trophy. Voldemort is not the kind of person who has no money. What does it mean he has a layer of gold paint?! This thing is pure gold!" He said He gritted his teeth and looked at the four images in his hand, and smashed the trophy to the ground in anger.

Stepped a few feet by the way.

"Damn it! Even if Voldemort wants to cheat, he should act like it? The original trophy is pure gold." Olynworth felt that he was speechless at this moment.

Harry next to him blinked innocently. "Uh, can I ask where we are now?" He looked confused.

"Obviously, we've reached that maze again." Orlingworth looked at Harry beside him expressionlessly.

Harry stood up in a daze, but fell to the ground again, leaning on the wall with his teeth grinning, while grabbing the grass on the ground with his other hand, he took a few breaths before slowly sitting up.

He looked palely at Orlynworth.

Oliver frowned.

"That bastard! It's Cruciatus... How dare he dare! A teenage child can do it!" Olynworth felt completely crazy .He carefully squatted down in front of Harry.

He took his wand and lightly tapped Harry's body.

"Feel better? I should have thought about it... Voldemort isn't the only one who wants to cast the Cruciatus Curse on you when you're powerless there...his minions can too..."

Orlynworth had already taken precautions against Voldemort's Cruciatus Curse, and weakened the effect a lot.But he didn't think about those bloody Death Eaters... while he and Voldemort were in that room negotiating, on purpose...

"I'm sorry...I should have thought of it..." Orlynworth sighed softly.

"Uh, it's okay, I feel better." Harry looked at him and nodded, then was supported by Orlynworth to stand up.

"Actually, there's no need to help..." Harry said helplessly.

(I want to arrange it so that our protagonist, Xiao Yuaner, can counterattack...if everyone disagrees, it’s fine.)