Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Andy strolled out of the castle and quickly walked through the night to the Owlery.

He randomly caught a public owl in the school, spread out two pieces of parchment on the windowsill, wrote two letters in a few words, and then tied the letter he wanted to send to the owl's leg.

The owl refused at first, but only set off after getting Andy's assurance that there would be plenty of snacks when he brought back a letter.

After doing all this, Andy returned to the main tower of the castle.

As soon as he walked up the spiral staircase, he saw several wizards walking down.

They wore uniform robes and coats, soft hats on their heads, cold faces, and badges representing the Ministry of Magic on their chests.

The leading wizard had messy brown hair and was walking with a slight limp, but he looked majestic and majestic, like a lion.

Andy recognized their identities. They were not ordinary wizards, but Aurors.

This team of Aurors was carrying a long cloth bag that had been wrapped quite tightly. It looked familiar and had a similar body shape to Peter.

Andy saw through it without saying anything and moved out of the way.

The leading Auror glanced at him without saying anything, and led the Auror team straight past Andy and down the main tower.

The other Aurors didn't even look at Andy and walked past in silence.

The two sides crossed paths, and Andy continued to walk up, over the two movable stairs, to the eighth floor where the trophy display room was located, and the principal's office was also on this floor.

At the end of a narrow corridor, there was a huge stone monster squatting in front of a wall.

Seeing Andy appear, the stone monster glanced at him calmly.

Andy walked up to it and said,"Special chocolate frog."

The stone monster that was still motionless let out a surprised sound:"New face, come in. By the way, the special chocolate frog is not as good as the ordinary chocolate frog." It tastes better, but more expensive"

"Thanks for the reminder."

After saying that, the stone monster gently stepped aside, making way, revealing the spiral staircase behind it, which led to the upper floor.

Andy climbed the stairs and entered an elegantly decorated room.

The space here is very large, and the walls are covered with portraits. The characters on them are all the former principals of Hogwarts in history.

Dumbledore was standing on the edge of a large table in the middle of the room, his hands on the table, thinking.

In front of Dumbledore, there was a gray-white stone basin with water in it, and Dumbledore was looking at it in a trance.

On a shelf next to the wall, Andy also saw the phoenix Fawkes and the tattered Sorting Hat.

Both were very quiet, Fawkes was sleeping, and the Sorting Hat was placed motionless on the shelf.

"Dumbledore, we have guests."

A portrait on the wall reminded him loudly. Dumbledore woke up and turned to look at Andy's position.

"Ah, Andy, you are here." Dumbledore said,"Unfortunately, you are a step too late. Peter's body has been taken away by Mr. Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Office."

"Please rest assured that he can be trusted. When it comes to dealing with dark wizards, Scrimgeour has always been ruthless and ruthless. He vowed to reopen the investigation of the case."

"I took all the responsibility on myself, I hope you won't blame me for making a decision on my own."

Andy:"I have no objection, I also think this is the best way."

Fudge refused to cooperate, and Peter's body was equivalent to a hot potato.

Among all the people at the scene at that time, Peter died, Crouch was crazy, Krum was controlled by the Imperius Curse throughout the whole process, and then he was in a coma, and Barty Jr. disappeared directly.

The only person who was awake and witnessed everything was Andy.

Once the investigation process was started, Andy would not have a good time, and there would be a lot of trouble.

Now Peter was taken away by the Aurors who were also in the Ministry of Magic, which was the best ending for Andy.

What happened next had nothing to do with Andy.

Andy understood that this was the result of Dumbledore's interference, walked forward, and whispered:"Thank you, professor."

Dumbledore gestured that it didn't matter, and asked:"Why did you ask to go to Professor Moody's office just now?"

Andy said concisely:"There is no outsider here, so I will say it directly. There is something wrong with Professor Moody. I personally think he is the dark wizard who attacked me."

Dumbledore:"Why do you think so?"

Andy hesitated and went back to the same topic. How could he prove that what he said was the truth?

Moody had not revealed his true colors so far, and Andy had no evidence to report him.

He said that Moody was impersonated by someone using Polyjuice Potion. As long as Moody was not stupid, he had countless ways to resist investigation.

Using the power of the Celestial Throne to pretend to be a prophet?

In front of Dumbledore, it was better not to use such a lame trick.

In the end, Andy could only bring up the fact that Harry had received help from Moody under the Black Lake and told Dumbledore. Dumbledore

:"From what I know about Alastor, this is nothing. He has been helping you very actively."

Andy suddenly felt so tired. He was not Dumbledore. Why should he worry so much?

Even if the original plot developed, Harry would not die in the end.

Let Dumbledore worry about these things. His only goal from beginning to end was to win the Triwizard Tournament.

Now that actual combat has proved that Barty Jr. cannot beat him, his only concern no longer exists.

As long as he can make sure that he can be the first to grab the Goblet of Fire, then Barty Jr.'s plan to use the Goblet of Fire to take Harry away will also be ruined.

No, he can also make more door keys... but that is not something Andy can control.

It's better to cling to Dumbledore's thighs. It's convenient and quick and can be done in one step.

Andy:"Sometimes people who are close to you may not be your friends, and those who stand on the opposite side may not be your enemies."

"My advice is to keep an eye on Professor Moody and don't let him disappear from your sight"

"There will be a guard at the hospital tonight. Someone may want to kill Mr. Barty Crouch."

"Professor, that’s it. This is purely my personal guess. You are free to adopt it or not."

Dumbledore was lost in thought, and after a while he nodded slowly:"Thank you, Andy, I will accept your opinion. I will go to the school hospital in person tonight to be on duty, and Mr. Filch will also be in the castle. Stop patrol"

"Tomorrow, Mr. Crouch will be transferred to St. Mungo's Hospital, where the Ministry of Magic will send Aurors to keep him safe.

Dumbledore looked up and said to a portrait on the wall:"Phyllida, did you hear that?" Please find Professor McGonagall in the castle and ask her to come over immediately after contacting the Ministry of Magic."

The witch in the portrait nodded, left her frame, and followed the order.

Andy breathed a sigh of relief:"Thank you for trusting me, Professor."

Although I don't know why Dumbledore believed him so easily, it's better to believe than not to believe him.

With Dumbledore here, little Barty can't make any big noise even if he wants to cause trouble, right?

Probably.

Dumbledore Lido waved his hand, looked at the stone basin in front of him, and asked,"Do you know what this is?"

"The Pensieve allows you to immerse yourself in other people's memories."

He introduced the functions of the pensieve.

Simply put, this is a magical version of a three-dimensional VR device that can be used by many people at the same time.

Andy was very sensible and asked according to the situation:"Do you want me to go with you? Watch a memory?"

Dumbledore turned and looked at Andy:"I don't want to lie to you, Andy, I have something I want you to see, maybe it can help you understand the whole story better."

"But whether you want to accept my invitation or not is entirely up to you."

"You are a very talented wizard, and your talents are amazing. Because of this, if possible, I don’t want you to receive too much information from the outside world."

"Once you choose to take this step, fate will push you forward and it will be difficult to turn back."

"I've heard about your performance in Divination class. Professor Trelawney regrets that you don't have much talent for Divination, but I have a different opinion from her.……"

Andy interrupted:"No need to say, Professor, I'm ready."

Dumbledore was a little surprised:"You can actually choose to leave now, pretend that you know nothing, and become the winner of the Triwizard Tournament safely."

Andy laughed:"Are you so sure that I can win?"

Dumbledore also laughed:"If we just calculate from the winning rate, there are two warriors in Hogwarts, and our winning rate is twice theirs."

Andy wanted to complain about Dumbledore's math level, but finally forced himself to hold back.

Andy:"Come on, I'm curious too."

Dumbledore nodded, took out his wand, put it against his temple, and gently pulled it out.

A silver-white, shining thread was pulled out of his brain by him.���

Dumbledore carefully guided the thread and dropped it into the Pensieve.

The next moment, the pensieve suddenly changed and was stained with many black ink spots.

"Put your head in, just like breathing."

Dumbledore said, bending down and burying his head directly into the Pensieve.

Andy followed closely behind.