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Barty Crouch Jr. sneered, but the wound on his chest was affected, and his voice became distorted: "I should have used my plan to get rid of you first."
"Back then?" Hu Xiuwu caught the loophole in his words and moved the sword slightly across Little Batty's neck, leaving a bloody mark on his neck.
"Who else is in your group?"
Knowing that he had said something wrong, even with a cold sword at his neck, Barty remained unmoved and kept silent.
Seeing that he was unwilling to cooperate and resist them, Moody said coldly: "It doesn't matter, take him back to Hogwarts and give him three drops of truth serum, and he will tell everything."
"Snape would be happy to share his treasures, especially for you!"
After collecting the prize, Hu Xiuwu pulled out a strand of his own hair, and with his other hand pinched Barty Crouch Jr.'s neck, and was about to pull the hair out from the back of Barty Crouch's neck and insert it into his Du Channel.
Although his wand was destroyed, Hu Xiuwu was still worried because he had heard that skilled wizards could cast spells without a wand.
In fact, it should be like this. The staff is just an auxiliary tool. Without it, you cannot cast spells. So, is it the staff that is practicing, or yourself?
With the blessing of the Huangting Sutra, the hair became as hard as silver needles, with a faint blood-colored mist lingering on them. The Three Corpse Qi that disturbed the mind flowed into the Du Meridian along the hair needles, disrupting the meridians. As the saying goes, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do", this polluted his magic circuits and made him temporarily lose the ability to cast spells.
Moody admired Hu Xiuwu's caution. One should never be too cautious when dealing with dark wizards. No one knew what vicious spells or magical weapons they had.
While Hu Xiuwu was dealing with Little Barty, Hermione turned to Moody and asked, "Professor Moody, what should we do now? Should we continue to inspect the magic ship?"
Moody pointed his wand at Little Barty, who had been stabbed in the hair by Hu Xiuwu, and said, "Faint!"
After being hit by a stunning spell, no matter how unwilling little Barty was, he could only let his heavy eyelids close and fall into a coma.
"Young Barty Crouch is more important now. Transport him back to Hogwarts Castle first. As long as his identity is confirmed, the Ministry of Magic can expel Karkaroff and the people of Behemoth."
"And maybe he was the one who did what happened to Harry."
The unexpected capture of Barty Crouch Jr. overturned Moody's previous judgment.
Anyone could work with Karkaroff except Barty Crouch Jr.
It was Igor Karkaroff who implicated Barty Crouch Jr. in court, leading to his imprisonment in Azkaban.
What is Azkaban? It is a place where all kinds of British strongmen are kept, ruthless, cunning, sinister, crazy, arrogant, and no matter what kind of person they are, once they enter, they will be tortured into a walking corpse.
It is a living hell where prisoners can only live with pain every day. Any happiness they feel will be sucked away by the Dementors.
In order to escape from hell, Igor pushed Barty Crouch Jr. down with his backhand.
Given Igor's personality, how could he dare to live with a master of black magic who had a deep hatred for him, and be with him day and night.
Taking in Barty Crouch Jr. is more like something Behemoth would do.
Therefore, we must send Barty Crouch Jr. back as soon as possible and get the truth out of him.
Why are the Death Eaters entangled with Behemoth?
Hermione was worried about Harry's situation: "If it can be proven that Harry's becoming a champion is a conspiracy, can't Harry withdraw from the competition?"
Moody shook his head and sighed, "Any warrior recognized by the Goblet of Fire has signed a contract with the Goblet of Fire. The material used to make the Goblet of Fire is the golden branch, and the contract also draws on the king's alternation ceremony."
"The succession ceremony of the king is extremely cruel. The new king can only ascend the throne after bathing in the blood of the old king."
"Once the Goblet of Fire begins, the warrior must participate in all the games. If they withdraw midway, the consequences of violating the contract will be more terrible than death."
After hearing what Moody said, Hermione became even more worried about Harry's safety. Fortunately, although Moody was suspicious and sensitive, he was not a bad person and would not scare people for no reason. He comforted her:
"Don't worry, as long as we keep those who cause trouble away from the Goblet of Fire competition, the Goblet of Fire competition won't be that dangerous, and Harry will be fine."
While comforting Hermione, Moody did not stop his work and waved his wand.
Barty Crouch Jr., who had fainted on the ground, floated up, and at the same time, an Auror-specific restraint spell was set on him, stiffening his muscles. With his hands behind him and his body leaning forward, he seemed to be in a clamped posture in the air.
After packing up Barty Crouch Jr., Moody finally nodded in satisfaction.
With multiple layers of protection, I don't believe he can get away.
Moody used his wand to pull Barty Crouch Jr., who was floating in the air, as if he was pulling a balloon. Before leaving the third floor, he cast the Disillusionment Charm for everyone again, and took Barty Crouch Jr. away from the magic ship to find Dumbledore.
There are multiple forces involved, and only Dumbledore has the ability and prestige to handle this matter.
The three returned on broomsticks.
In mid-air, Barty Crouch Jr. suddenly opened his eyes. Two completely opposite emotions, emptiness and determination, appeared in his eyes at the same time, which seemed a little weird and twisted.
"I can't let you discover the master's secret?"
"I can't let you discover the master's secret."
"I can't let you discover the master's secret!"
The voices grew louder and more determined.
"Retreat, retreat quickly."
As soon as little Batty opened his eyes, Hu Xiuwu had already discovered him. He wanted to give him another blow with his palm to knock him out physically, but the next second, the Brain God changed his usual calm style and knocked on the door of the Niwan Palace.
Stop playing around, boss! Run!
This was the first time he saw the Brain God trying so hard to help him escape, it was as if the little Barty Crouch in front of him had turned into a large mushroom egg.
There was no time to think about it, and Hu Xiuwu did not dare to use Zhegui to cut him, for fear of causing a chain explosion. In a hurry, he could only wrap the golden light on Zhegui's scabbard.
The originally bamboo-like scabbard was wrapped in thick golden light and turned into a heavy golden baseball bat. Hu Xiuwu jumped up with his toes on the Three Corpse Needles, turned around in the air and swung his sword with all his might, hitting Little Batty and knocking him high into the air like a baseball.
At the same time, he was pulling Hermione and Moody down. Worried that the speed was not fast enough and they would not be able to create distance, Hu Xiuwu used the Lone Moon Flash to speed up their descent. The three of them went straight down like a rocket.
Cracks appeared on Barty Crouch Jr.'s skin, and strong light shone through the cracks. There was an infinite amount of light and heat that couldn't wait to illuminate the world and burn everything to ashes.
Its daybreak!
Chapter 262 Curse
Inside the hall, the wizarding world's pioneering band Weird Sisters played the guitar at a fierce and piercing pace. The decorative puppets on the guitar screamed along with the sound of the guitar, roaring out death music.
Not everyone can appreciate the intense and dynamic music. The students danced and cheered to the music and took advantage of the warm atmosphere to do things they wanted to do but didn't dare to do in the past and hugged their dance partners. Older teachers and staff such as Bi Youlong hid in the corner, greeting each other and leaving the venue to the young people.
Zhang Zhiwei and Dumbledore, the two oldest centenarians on the field, mingled well with the young people and were open to new things.
It is really strange that the octogenarians are playing with the young boys, while the middle-aged people in their prime are hiding aside.
Although the scene was bizarre, the people present were immersed in the atmosphere of simple happiness exuding from all the young people, and were also infected by the joyful mood.
Except for Harry and Ron.
Happiness belongs to others. The two could only sit at the round table in the corner, huddled together for warmth. Their dance partners, the Patil sisters, had been driven away by them.
Harry was even worse off, because in addition to having to endure the ambiguous atmosphere between his secret crush Zhang Qiu and Cedric, he also had to endure Ron's incessant complaints next to him.
By repeating this over and over again, Hermione betrayed their friendship...
In fact, Harry didn't think there was anything wrong with Hermione's behavior. Instead, he thought Ron was being unreasonable. It was obviously you who disliked her before, but after she dressed up beautifully to attend the ball, you started complaining about why she didn't look for you.
Even though Ron was Harry's good friend, he still felt that Ron seemed a little unreasonable.
Just as he was staring blankly at the sky outside the auditorium, trying to filter out Ron's nagging, he discovered that the sky outside was a deep, dark blue, as if the night sky was covered with a layer of dark blue veil.
"Look! What is that? Is that the Aurora?"
Harry stood up and walked to the window of the hall, pointing outside to interrupt Ron's mumbling.
The blue light suddenly flashed, and then turned into a dark blue rain of light, falling down.
Ron had never seen the aurora before, and said in confusion, "This looks more like a meteor shower. Is this a surprise prepared by the professors for the dance?"
The two of them were pointing and talking in front of the window of the hall, which attracted Dumbledore, who had been paying attention to Harry. Dumbledore looked in the direction they were looking and his expression became solemn.
He certainly wouldn't be like Harry and Ron, who mistook the Fiery Flame for the aurora and meteor shower.
problem occurs.
"The sound is loud!"
Dumbledore cleared his throat with his wand, and then his voice drowned out the music of the Weird Sisters: "Well, everyone, happy times are always short, and you should go back and rest."
The students wailed, and the Weasley brothers tried to incite the students to protest and extend the dance time, but were ruthlessly suppressed by Professor Maddie.
The students were confused about the situation, but the professors all knew that the ball was not originally scheduled to end now. Dumbledore suddenly changed the end time of the ball, so something must have happened.
Bi Youlong guessed something from the strange expressions of several professors, but he did not say anything. He just quietly took Nadutong's people, Tianshi and Zhang Lingyu back to the lounge.
The deans of the four colleges, with the help of the class leaders of each college, tacitly sent the reluctant students back to the common room. As for the students from the other two magic schools, as well as the people from Behemoth, they were all left here.
At this moment, the students from the two schools present realized that something was wrong and became a little panicked.
Bang bang,
Sparks flashed beside Dumbledore, and a fiery red phoenix with long feathers like gems appeared.
It was Dumbledore's phoenix that obeyed his call and flashed over.
Ho!
The phoenix stretched its neck and cried, then flew over Dumbledore's head, wanting to take him away in a flash.
It is true that Apparition is prohibited in Hogwarts, but as the headmaster, Dumbledore always has some privileges.
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Barty Crouch Jr.'s skin was burned and cracked, with flames emitting from the cracks. The flesh on his face had long been burned away, leaving only a bald skull. His facial features were still emitting flames, and his entire body had turned into a skull torch.
The skull floating in the air turned to the direction where the three people were falling. Its empty eye sockets stared at them, its jaw opened as wide as possible, and the skull without vocal cords spit out sparks and roared silently.
In his rage, he could no longer maintain his last bit of human form, and the jets of flame in his body instantly expanded dozens of times, causing his remaining bones to explode like fireworks.
Each piece of broken bone fell with a faint blue trail, like a miniature meteor shower.
If Hu Xiuwu had not witnessed how this meteor shower was produced from beginning to end, he would have even thought that this scene was quite dreamy.
But this beautiful meteor shower frightened Hermione so much that her face turned pale, and even the experienced Moody's face changed drastically.
Hermione hugged Hu Xiuwu tightly, and while falling, she shouted into Hu Xiuwu's ear: "That's Fiendfyre! It's a powerful magical flame. Even stones will be burned to ashes if touched by Fiendfyre."
"The fierce flames can burn in the air for seven days and seven nights. You must never run into these fierce flames."
Amid the whistling wind, Hermione loudly reminded Hu Xiuwu.
At the same time, a tiny piece of bone hit the broom left above them that had not been put away in time, and the broom was covered with dust-sized sparks.
The sparks were like mushrooms after an early summer rain, covering the entire broom in an instant.
The two brooms were like nutrients, nourishing two flames. Quantitative change led to qualitative change. The two flames attracted each other and spontaneously condensed into a two-legged flying dragon, which flew to the ground with the remaining rain of fire.