Harry had circled and just about reached Cedric's body and the Cup when he heard Voldemort's high, cold voice.

'Well, well, well, Harry Potter. You have definitely lived up to people's expectations and stood up to your parents' standards. I would give you Exceeds Expectations if I would have been your teacher, taking most of my Death Eaters the wat you have done.' said Voldemort and here he took a pause and sighed, 'Alas, the people won't know what you did. You will die here and be transported back to the maze where your body and that of the other boy will be found and people will think you died there. No one will know about the rise of Lord Voldemort and until he wishes so and when they do, there won't be much for them to do. They will raise their heads to see me only to bow it back in obeissance to me.'

All this time, while Voldemort had been going on with his monologue, Harry had not turned totally in his direction. While going with the pretence of listening and staring at the Dark Lord in his peripheral vision, he was slowly moving his wand to point it backwards at Voldemort from between his armpit and hand. The blast he had caused had disoriented the other Death Eaters standing at at a safer distance but they were coming back now. They wanted to be a witness to their Master finally gaining victory over the Boy Who Lived. He knew he would have to act quickly and cleverly

'Now turn around, Harry Potter. Face me like a man and die like one. I will give you an honorable death though the public will only know how you died like a coward, first trying to run away and then begging for mercy. Come now, Har-' Voldemort's words died in his throat as his wand dropped from his hand. He was dazed for a second wondering how could he lose his grip on his wand. He was about to bend down to pick it up when he fell face down, his legs having snapped together.

Once Harry's wand was in its desired position, he had cast a Numbing Charm on Voldemort's wand hand causing him to lose the sense of touch in it. Madam Pomfrey had showed him that when he had asked her teach him some Healing spells during one of his post-Quidditch Hospital Wing visit as his teammates had started calling it.

'Funny, how a charm meant to ease pain while healing can be used to disarm someone', thought Harry as he went on to then cast the Leg-Locker Curse. In his mind while hiding earlier, he had made a list of all those spells which did not emit any sign of being cast and required the least wand movements. The Death Eaters had only noticed the wand dropping from their Lord's hand and then, were stunned to see their Master fall like a puppet whose strings had been severed.

That was the only chance Harry needed. Without getting up from his crouched position, he muttered a 'Defodio' aiming it the Death Eaters nearrer to Voldemort's side. This kicked up a lot of dust and pebbles, again blinding them and the oebbles injuring a few. He had deliberately aimes it a the followers at his back then at the front because the ones behind him posed more of a threat by a way of his lack of vision. He could see the Death Eaters in front of him and therefore could counter or avoid their curses. As soon as he fired the curse, he dived at Cedric's body while at the same time, shouting an 'Accio' summoning the Triwizard Cup to him. He watched as a few curses flew at him but then...

The portkey glowed and Harry vanished in a swirling vortex of blue light.

Voldemort let out a roar of rage just as he was freed from the curse binding him.

The boy had escaped his grasp yet again!