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    The day after the second game, Cowen got a message from a worried Professor McGonagall.

    Mr. Barty Crouch, the director of the "International Magic Cooperation Division" as the referee, was found in the Forbidden Forest.

    Judging from the complete corpse of Director Crouch, it was obvious that someone had used the 'Death Curse' on him.

    This matter did not spread, only a few people knew about it.

    Because neither the Ministry nor the Academy wanted to cause panic among the students.

    In the end, it can only lie that Director Crouch cannot participate in the refereeing work of the third game because of other work reasons...

    That night, Cowen found Harry in the 'common room'.

    After nodding to the students around Harry, Cowen greeted, "Harry, do you have time?"

    "Of course!"

    Harry had already learned from other people the time of Kewen's water in the second game after the game. He was not stupid, and he had already made some guesses after considering the situation in the water at that time.

    Therefore, after hearing Kewen's greeting, he couldn't help being a little excited, with a grateful look in his eyes.

    Seeing this, Kewen smiled slightly and said, "Can you go out with me?"

    "Kewen, do you have anything to do with Harry?" As a member of the inseparable trio, Ron asked curiously beside him: "Or if you need help with anything, I can also help."

    "It's not a big deal." Kewen smiled and said perfunctorily: "Just some things about the next game."

    "Oh, so it is." Ron heard the words and lost interest. After all, he didn't participate in the competition, so there was nothing in common.

    Seeing this, Harry took over the topic, got up and said, "I have time, Chief Science and Literature, where shall we talk?"

    "Go to my dormitory, there's no one there." Cowan responded, then nodded to Ron and Hermione again, turned and walked towards the stairs.

    Harry quickly followed.

    Not long after entering the bedroom, Cowen greeted Harry to take a seat on the sofa.

    Before Kewen could speak, Harry took the lead and said very gratefully, "Senior! You were in the lake that day, you were always helping me, right!?"

    "Oh?" Kewen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Harry to mention this, so he smiled and said, "You know?"

    "Yeah!" Harry nodded very quickly, took a deep breath and said, "I figured it all out after that!"

    "At that time, when faced with the obstruction of the mermaid, when faced with those 'grindillos', and also! When I was about to suffocate in a coma!"

    Harry counted them one by one, and then said gratefully: "Those times! It was the senior who was quietly protecting me!? Thank you! Otherwise... otherwise I don't know..."

    "Okay, I received your thanks." Kewen smiled and waved his hand to interrupt: "But you should also thank Mr. Principal, who asked me to take care of you during the game."

    "No matter what, in short, thank you senior for protecting me!"

    After Harry finished speaking, he bowed slightly to Cowen in a hasty gesture.

    Cowen accepted the other party's attitude with peace of mind, and when Harry stood up again, he said, "There is no need to say any more about this. I came to you to ask you something."

    "Please speak." Harry looked as if he was answering questions, and made a sign of listening intently.

    Very pleased with the performance of the other party at this time, Ke Wen pursed his lips and smiled, and then asked, "You found out about Mr. Crouch, right?"

    "This……"

    Harry was stunned for a moment, and suddenly hesitated, wondering if he should tell Cowen.

    Because he went to Dumbledore afterwards, and the other party told him not to tell the story of Chief Crouch.

    Seeing Harry's entanglement, Cowen simply stopped asking, but changed the subject and said, "If you're embarrassed, you don't have to think about it, this matter doesn't have much to do with me, by the way, the 'Marquee Map' is still there. Are you there?"

    Hearing that the topic changed, Harry was relieved, and then quickly replied: "Yes! It was well kept in the bookcase by me."

    "Can you borrow it from me?" Kewen said, "I may need to last until the end of the semester."

    "Of course!" Harry nodded heavily: "The map was originally given to me by you, senior, and I didn't use it much. If you want to use it, just take it back."

    "That's not necessary." Kewen smiled and shook his head slightly: "I graduated this year, and I won't need it in the future, so you should keep it after I use it up."

    Harry thought about it too, then nodded and agreed, then got up, and said at the same time, "Then I'll go back to the bedroom now and get it for you."

    "Wait." Cowen raised his hand and pressed Harry's arm to make him sit back on the sofa.

    After taking his seat, Harry asked curiously, "Is there anything else, senior?"

    "That's it..." Kewen showed some hesitation, paused for a moment, then looked Harry in the eyes, and said in a serious tone: "Harry, can you please believe me?"

    "Why do you say that?" Harry was puzzled, but nodded again: "Of course, I mean, of course I trust you, Senior."

    "Thank you." Kewen smiled and continued to say solemnly: "Then Harry, listen to me!"

    Seeing Kewen's serious demeanor, Harry couldn't help but concentrate.

    "In a few months, or to be precise, in the third game." Cowen said solemnly: "I may make some actions that make you misunderstood. At that time, I need you. Total trust in me! Is that okay?"

    "This..." Harry was confused by Cowen's words and couldn't turn his head around for a while.

    Seeing this, Kewen said again: "Do you trust me?"

    Harry nodded subconsciously.

    Kewen raised his hand and patted the other person's shoulder: "Don't think too much now, you can ask Headmaster Dumbledore later, just remember this conversation between us."

    "Good, good senior."

    Harry, like a puppet, could only nod his head first.

    "Okay." Kewen smiled and leaned back on the sofa: "That's all I have to say to you."

    Harry was a little confused, then got up again, left the dormitory in a confused way, and went back to his dormitory to get the 'Marauders Map' for Cowen.

    It wasn't long before Harry brought the map over.

    After Harry left, Kewen sat on the sofa with a deep expression, and opened the Marauder Map on his lap.

    After searching, he looked at the names on the map and began to think.

    ...

    ...

    There will be a long gap between the third game and the second game, and it will not be officially played until four months later.

    During this four-month period, Cowen became aloof and reclusive.

    He seldom moves in the castle, often people can't find him, and most of the time he stays in the 'House of Requirement'.

    Sometimes he takes a day off from the academy and even goes to meet Sirius Black.

    In the face of inquiries from classmates and friends, he just perfunctory and did not give an accurate response.

    This state of affairs continued until June 24, when the third game began.

    Conventionally, after the breakfast time, the teachers and students of the entire academy began to go together in the direction of the competition venue.

    After living together in the castle for nearly a year, the students of 'Durmstrong School of Witchcraft and Wizardry' and 'Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry' have become less arrogant and alienated.

    Today, they have been able to mingle with many of the 'Hogwarts' students.

    Chatting and laughing with each other along the way.

    On the contrary, Cowen, because of his isolated life for nearly four months, is now only accompanied by Penello and Spilett.

    Chatting all the way, arrived at the competition venue.

    The third game will be played in a very huge maze, and it took many wizards nearly three months to set up the maze composed of 'high plant walls'.

    There are many magic traps in the maze, and there are a lot of aggressive magical plants and magical creatures.

    The final game will use this to verify the individual strength of the warriors.

    In the open space in front of the four entrances of the labyrinth, Dumbledore, as the organizer, had already begun to take his place, ready to give a speech.

    Cowen and other four warriors stood side by side, accepting the cheers and encouragement from the surrounding audience.

    He took out his pocket watch and checked the time, and then Dumbledore used the 'Amplification Charm' to suppress the music of the band and the noise in the auditorium.

    "Welcome!" Dumbledore said loudly with a smile: "Welcome everyone to come and witness the third game of the 'Triwizard Tournament'!"

    "This morning, Professor Moody sent the trophy into the maze. Among the four warriors, whoever touches the trophy first will become the final champion of this 'Triwizard Tournament'!"

    "But what I want to say is that since Mr. Cowen Quinn was the first in total points in the previous game, he will get the privilege of entering the maze first, and the other warriors will be based on the total points of the previous two games. Divide and enter the labyrinth one after another."

    In the midst of the applause, Dumbledore paused, and when the applause and cheers gradually subsided, he explained the safety aspects of the game.

    Afterwards, Dumbledore gathered Kewen and the others together, and whispered some words such as "be careful".

    After speaking, Dumbledore turned his gaze to Kewen.

    Nodding slightly, Kewen responded with a 'reassuring' look to the other party.

    Seeing this, Dumbledore showed a look of relief and trust.

    "Okay, warriors." Dumbledore greeted: "Go and wait at the entrance of your respective maze, waiting for the signal to announce the start of the game."

    The four of Kewen did the same, spread out, and each chose a labyrinth entrance and stood in a good position.

    After standing still, Cowen turned to look at Harry.

    At this moment, Professor Moody was whispering something next to Harry.

    Ke Wen stared at the other person's back, squinting slightly, and subconsciously touched the pocket with his right hand...

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