After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

This project is fraught with danger.

Harry and Cedric had temporarily united because of Krum, but the fact that they were now rivals was clearly brought back to their minds.

They walked in silence down the dark path, then Harry turned left and Cedric turned right.

Of course, Lamia chose Cedric's direction. She couldn't let anything disrupt her mission.

Cedric continued to move forward, occasionally using directional spells to check if the direction was correct. Lamia hadn't appeared for so long that the two of them had forgotten about her. It seemed as if this project was just a struggle between the two of them.

Lamia could tell that Cedric's desire to win the trophy was stronger than ever, because he saw ambition in her eyes more than once, something she had never seen before. This trophy might be more than just a trophy.

For some reason, Cedric always ended up in a dead end, and the darkness around him was getting thicker and thicker, which made Lamia feel a little uneasy. She always felt that something bad was going to happen.

Then, as Cedric was walking down a long, straight path, he noticed movement again, and the light from his wand shone upon a monster of the most bizarre kind, the picture of which Lamia had only seen in the Monster Book of Monsters.

It should be called Sphinx.

Its body was like that of a frighteningly large lion, with huge paws and a long yellow tail with a tuft of hair at the tip, but it had the head of a woman.

When Cedric approached the Sphinx, she did not crouch down to pounce, but simply walked back and forth to block his path.

Then she spoke, her voice low and hoarse.

"Second, third, warrior, very good, you are close, but I will not let you pass so easily, even though you are so handsome."

Lamia looked up in surprise. This Sphinx actually noticed her.

"The third one?" Cedric frowned and turned around to look. Behind him was only the dark maze, without any shadow of other people.

"Yes," she continued pacing, "unless you can answer my riddle. If you guess it right once, I'll let you pass. If you don't guess it right, I'll pounce on you. If you don't answer, I'll let you go away. I won't hurt you, but you can't pass this way either."

Cedric hesitated.

"Come on, don't let the first boy get too far ahead!"

Cedric weighed the pros and cons, and finally nodded.

"Well," he said, "can I hear a riddle?"

The Sphinx sat on her hind legs, blocking the middle of the road, and said:

I am a silent poet, wearing a robe of twelve colors,

He paints with his brush during the day and disappears into the clouds at night.

The shepherd boy borrows me to show the way, the fisherman relies on me to return to his nest.

The emperor sealed me, and the wise man broke my mystery.

I can sing without a harp, I can fly without wings,

Measuring the world into four seasons, weaving the years into vicissitudes.

Children playing chase my shadow, scholars looking down to find my way,

Break my bones and muscles to create all things, gather my spirit and soul to reveal the light of heaven.

Some people say I am nothingness, yet I make everything grow.

Someone uses me as a sharp blade to cut through the long darkness.

The Seven Sons once argued passionately for me, and the Three Saints were crazy about me.

If you can solve this mystery, you will know the first chapter of the universe.

Cedric looked at her with his mouth open. He had never heard such a riddle before. It was not only long but also confusing, as if it was specially designed to make things difficult for him.

"Can you read it again...slowly?" he asked tentatively.

The Sphinx winked at him, smiled slightly, and recited the poem again.

After a long time, Cedric didn't respond, and Lamia thought he had made up his mind to change his route.

"Sorry, can you give me some clues?" Cedric scratched his head. He really had no idea.

"Oh, that's against my rules, but for your pretty little face's sake, okay, listen up, it has something to do with clocks."

The Sphinx stood up and stretched out its front legs as if it was about to pounce.

After a while, Cedric sighed, spread his hands helplessly and stepped back, "Okay, I..."

"It's time."

Lamia spoke quickly in Cedric's ear. He was stunned for a second, and finally chose to believe this unreasonable voice.

"Is it time, beautiful lady?" Cedric said.

"That's right, third warrior, but I think you two are a team. Okay, you can go now."

The Sphinx gave way.

"Thank you." Cedric said to the back, then started running. There was a fork in the road ahead. "Show me the way!" He said to the wand again. The wand turned and pointed to a road on the right. He ran along this road and saw a light in front.

The Tri-Power Cup was shining alluringly on its base a hundred meters away.

Lamia was very surprised that Harry had not arrived yet. This was so strange. According to the time, he should have arrived a long time ago.

Sure enough, just as Cedric was about to walk over, Harry jumped out from nowhere, covered in grass clippings and twigs.

"Oh my God, I finally got out." Harry grimaced. His clothes were so tattered that they were almost as tattered as Dobby's first set of clothes.

Cedric was stunned for only a moment, then rushed towards the trophy.

"Cedric!" Harry shouted. "Watch your left!"

Lamia saw a huge creature running towards them.

Cedric turned his head and saw it, and quickly dodged to avoid colliding with the thing, but the movement was too violent and he fell down.

Cedric's wand flew out, and an extremely large spider crawled over and pressed down on Cedric.

Lamia quickly flew to the side, transformed into a human form, and attacked the spider mercilessly. Countless fireballs burned the spider's entire body, causing it to turn over in pain.

But it was too big, and even so, it turned over. Even more unfortunately, the flames on it were extinguished.

"Stupid! Obstacles everywhere! Stupified!"

Harry was terrified and kept casting spells at it, but perhaps the spider was too big or its magic was too strong, the spells had no effect on it and instead made it even more angry.

Harry saw with horror the eight gleaming black eyes and the sharp claws as the spider pounced upon him.