Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Hahaha... very strong, I'm really not your opponent." Fake Moody endured the severe pain on his body and wiped the blood from his forehead, "But it's too late, the Dark Lord is about to make a comeback, he There will be a new order."

After speaking, he jumped into the maze and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Professor Dumbledore, please organize the scene." Jins briefly reminded, and poked his wand heavily on the ground.

Green fluctuations swept forward, spreading to the entire maze in an instant.

The next moment, the walls of the labyrinth began to rotate, and the rotation speed continued to increase while also decreasing, forming a giant green vortex.

The entire audience opened their mouths in astonishment, and even Dumbledore was very surprised.

Even an ordinary great magister may not be able to use this level of magic. The strength of a butler, Jins, is actually so terrifying.

After a while, the dementors, trolls, manticores and other magical animals in the maze were all squeezed out of the vortex, but they all stood there trembling, not daring to move.

Finally, the figure of False Moody appeared in the very center of the vortex. He was entangled by countless green hedges, and his body was covered with large and small wounds.

"Quickly imprisoned!"

Lupine conjured a rope and pulled him up, then pointed his wand to his forehead, "Where's Harry?"

"Do you think I'll tell you?

Harry Potter is the one whom the Dark Lord calls for! "

Lupine gritted his teeth angrily, and was thinking about how to force him to speak when Dumbledore came over.

"Severus has Veritaserum, and I think Fudge will give him provisional approval."

"Ah?" Fudge was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately, "Yes, approved, must be approved."

"You have no chance." The fake Moody smiled proudly, "The time is almost up."

After the words fell, he himself seemed to have entered the center of the storm, his body twisted a few times and disappeared in place.

Chapter 401 Trust issues, leave me for him to collect the body

"Another Portkey, it seems that he is well prepared." Adrian said lightly, with no emotion in his voice.

"All the students are led by the prefects. They all return to the castle and are not allowed to stay in the arena." Dumbledore shouted loudly, and then looked at Maxim and Karkaroff, "It seems that something unexpected happened in the game. Please appease the students in your respective schools."

"Where's Delacour?" Maxim said worriedly, "The Triwizard Tournament is held by Hogwarts, and if anything happens to Delacour, you will bear a large part of the responsibility, Dumbledore. "

"I know, but the priority is not to cause unnecessary panic."

Maxim sighed deeply, and led Beauxbaton's students towards the castle.

Karkaroff was stunned for a long time before recovering from the fake Moody's speech. The Dark Lord is about to make a comeback, so he, a traitor, will have good fruit to eat?

Run, must run, and fast.

"I'm going to appease Durmstrang's students right now." Karkaroff's voice was trembling, and he quickly directed Durmstrang's students to gather in the auditorium, while he himself quietly left the team halfway, unaware tracked.

"This is a major mistake by Hogwarts," Adrian said.

"I don't deny it." Dumbledore said angrily. He knew that someone in the school was using Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be someone else, but he didn't think about Moody.

First of all, Moody is a senior Auror with powerful mana. It is not so easy to subdue him.

Secondly, Moody is physically disabled. Playing him is too troublesome, but I didn't expect that the other party has actually played the disabled person for a year, and his personality and tone are exactly the same as Moody's.

The most important thing is that Moody helped Harry Potter in the first project, which completely ruled out Moody's suspicion, because those who harmed him would never find a way to help him.

"Miss Klein, do you have any way to find out where they are?"

"No."

"The Ministry of Magic will help find them," interjected Fudge. "The Aurors will find them in the shortest possible time."

"Thank you then."

Adrian said unhurriedly, but he didn't have any hope for the Ministry of Magic in his heart.

Looking for someone to look at is efficiency, and when the Ministry of Magic finds someone, the day lily will be cold.

At this time, Jins came over with a face of self-blame, "Sorry, miss, let him run away."

"Is Aaron okay? Has he contacted you?"

"Not yet, but the young master will definitely be fine." Jins said confidently.

He is very sure of this. After all, he has personally trained Aaron for several years. Apart from his true strength, he still knows other aspects.

The desire to survive is extremely strong, even if it is a dead end, he can forcibly dig out a glimmer of life.

What's more, when that person left just now, he mentioned that Aaron would not be in danger for the time being, so don't worry too much, maybe he will come back intact tomorrow.

......

On the other side, five people landed on a weedy cemetery through the portkey.

The place is eerie and lifeless. Not far away, there is a small church and a dilapidated old house. They have been rendered dark for a long time without people living there.

"Where is this place?" Furong swallowed, "Ms. Maxim never said that a trophy is a portkey."

"Adrian didn't say anything, but I think we'd better get out of here quickly." Aaron said calmly, then drew out his wand and pointed it at Krum, "But before that, we need to clear up the unstable factors in the team. .”

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became serious. Harry, Cedric, and Fleur were a little at a loss. Apart from pulling out their wands vigilantly, they tacitly distanced themselves from them.

Krum drew out his wand and confronted, sneered, "Are you going to do something to me?

I think this is a trap set by your own writing and directing to lure all of us to this ghost place in order to achieve your ulterior motives. "

Aaron raised his eyebrows, didn't say much nonsense, and directly recited the Disarming Curse.

"Except your weapons."

The reddish light knocked Krum's wand down, and just as he was about to overpower him, Cedric aimed his wand at him.

"do not move."

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "You should trust me at this time."

"That's why I didn't do it right away." Cedric said, "You should give us an explanation."

"An explanation is fine, but we have to leave this place quickly." Aaron said eagerly, "This place is very dangerous, and if we don't withdraw, it may be too late."

The three of them were unmoved. In their view, the cemetery was quite gloomy, but this land was obviously no more dangerous than the two abnormal wizards.

"Damn!" Aaron smiled wryly, and turned to look at Harry Potter, "It doesn't matter if you didn't listen to me before, but you must listen to me this time.

When Viktor was in the maze, something was wrong. Think about the dream you had, this is a conspiracy against you, and it is also against me. "

Hearing this, Harry hesitated for a while before making up his mind, "Get out of here first."

"Harry..." Cedric wanted to say something more.

"I believe in him."

"Very good." Aaron nodded in satisfaction, but the next moment a disarming spell hit him, and the black wand fell to the ground.

"Just in case." Harry said guiltily.

Aaron blinked, feeling an inexplicable anger in his heart, "Harry Potter, you will definitely regret it.

And you two, if I want to harm you, do you have a chance to stand here? "

"We can launch red sparks, but now we don't even have the chance to launch sparks." Krum said lightly, turning the trust balance leaning towards Aaron back to the balance point.

Aaron:  …

Why didn't I find Krum so eloquent before?

"Let's leave here." Cedric put away their wands. "Harry, you and Fleur are watching them. I'll go get the Portkey back. I hope I can teleport again."

Harry suddenly felt a splitting headache, and the lightning scar on his forehead was burning like fire, more intense than ever.

"what!"

Harry hugged his forehead and let out a scream of pain, and even his wand slipped to the ground.

"Are you all right, Harry?" Cedric asked worriedly.

"Trophy, hurry up." Harry shouted with difficulty, he had already vaguely guessed what they would face next.

Aaron was about to run to the trophy immediately, but just after taking two steps, a blue-white light ball fell under his feet.

"I don't want to do anything to you, but you'd better not move." Fu Rong said with some embarrassment.

Aaron stopped helplessly, looking at Harry Potter who was hugging his head, a wry smile appeared on his face.

They still had a chance to leave just now, but now the reaction of the scar shows that the Lord has come, and it may not be easy to leave again.

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked towards them.

He is short in stature, wearing a hooded cloak and holding a rumpled midget in his arms.

"It's really too late now." Aaron murmured.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Cedric called, pointing his wand at them.

"Kill those who get in the way." The dwarf made a hoarse voice.

"Avada Kedavra."

A strong green light shot out from the figure's hands and rushed straight towards Cedric.

Aaron bumped into it with a slide, tripped Cedric, and narrowly escaped the death curse.

"You owe me your life." Aaron pulled out his wand from Cedric's pocket, and then looked at the figure, "Is that Peter Pettigrew? I have to say that you are much more courageous now than last year!

Last year you only knew how to run away, but this year when we first met, it was a killing curse! "

Pettigrew took off his hood, revealing that wretched face with a trace of panic.

He didn't speak, but the dwarf he was holding said indifferently, "Long time no see, Gaius."

"It's been a long time. I'm really honored to be remembered by the famous Lord Voldemort for several years!" Aaron looked complicated, but he didn't have much fear.

Hearing this, Fu Rong took a few steps back in a daze, and almost fell to the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably. Cedric was also pale and silent.

They knew that there might be danger here, but they didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

This is the Dark Lord!It is the shadow that presses over the head of the entire wizarding world.

Although he looked like a weak dwarf now, he was regarded as a taboo by the entire magic world just because of his name, and they hardly had the courage to resist.

"So, you arranged all this?"

"I have a servant who is loyal to me, and he has never wavered in his loyalty to me for more than ten years."

"It can't be this coward!" Aaron said, looking at Pettigrew contemptuously.

"Of course not. He had to obey my orders out of fear."

Wormtail visibly trembled, "Master, I, I am loyal to you."

"Shut up, Wormtail, I can tell."

"Yes, yes, yes master."

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Aaron shook his head, "What a humble reptile!"

"It's really humble, and it's annoying to be humble.

But he is still useful, and I really can't live without him now. Voldemort made no secret of his weakness, and then changed the topic, "But I will get my mana back soon, and this requires the cooperation of one of you. "

"Harry Potter?" Aaron glanced at Harry who was still in pain, thought for a while and said, "You need him, you need his presence or something about him if you want to be fully resurrected. "

"clever.

My servant has been lurking at Hogwarts for a year in order to give Harry Potter access to the Portkey.

This is my father's grave, far from Hogwarts, no one will ever find it, not even Dumbledore. "Voldemort said proudly, clearly telling Aaron not to have any other thoughts.

"Oh!" Aaron sighed a long time, "Since what you need is Harry Potter, can you let us go?

If possible, can I return Harry Potter intact after using it up? "

Voldemort froze for a moment, then laughed out loud, with a coughing sound mixed in, "You're still as funny as ever,

But do you think it is possible? "

Aaron:  …

There is still a fantasy, what if it comes true!