Chapter 44.3- Doom Days

When I arrived, I nodded at the two of them and they began to lose the distance with their own means while I leaned over and grabbed a hold of one of the coins. I felt something begin to pull at my navel, and I tried to drop the coin, but it was stuck to my hand. The hook about the navel sensation of the portkey took me and next thing I knew I was consigned to a whirling vortex of light and outness. There was o sound here. Bot even that of my breathing. When I landed on the ground, I pointed my wand out, prepared to come face to face with Crouch again. Except instead of a sketchy graveyard, I found myself on a platform floating above the castle’s grounds. A fake floating island with a sethrough floor that allowed me to see the cheering crowd at the bottom.

“And so Harry Potter is the first to make it to the final stage of the last test. Will he be the first to make it to the prize hidden within the maze however?” Bagman’s voice echoed, and that was enough for me to figure out what the final bit was supposed to be. Cedric and Fleur were going to be right behind me, I thought, and I bolted straight into the maze. I took the first turn before I reached an intersection.One of two choices— left or right. I attempted a point-me but everything I tried pointing myself to caused the wand to just spin about aimlessly. They’d warded against scrying spells as a whole, not just scrying for the cup or anything that was similar. Even scrying for the way back, which I knew, and which should theoretically have been far impossible to block since it was something already within my knowledge had not worked.

So I was stuck doing this the old fashioned way, and everyone knew that if you were faced with a choice between right or left, then the answer was to always go left. I turned left and came face to face with Hagrid’s relatively new pet— the blast-ended skrewt.

“Hello there” I said in time honored tradition when faced with barely sentient opposition and I barely managed to bend over backwards at the waist fast enough to allow the creature to just sail over me. Its backside had released some sort of controlled explosion that had rocketed it across the distance all while its pincers had been poised to crab me and crush me in their grip. Interesting attack. But now I was behind it and it had no way of turning around from what I know of canon.

Almost like it could hear me, it released another eplosion that I blocked with a contemptuous shield.