Hermione, Be the Minister of Magic with Me! - Chapter 178

Lockhart tried to squeeze the portkey he had gotten from Harry, but found it useless.

He never understood why Barty Crouch Jr. in “The Goblet of Fire” had clearly turned the Goblet of Fire into the door key to the Graveyard of Little Hangleton, but he didn’t make it a single one. Instead, it gave Harry a chance to escape with it. Compared to this, what Voldemort did to Harry didn’t seem so insane.

Of course, it is also possible that the Goblet of Fire was originally a permanent door key that would send the warrior who touched it back to the outside of the Hogwarts labyrinth, but it was tampered with by little Crouch.

In any case, the IQ of the little Crouch in this time and space is still online, and he has not made that kind of low-level mistakes again.

Seeing “Harry” hurriedly flipping the door key, Barty Crouch Jr. was even more proud.

He used a magic spell on his feet, so his shadow and his body turned into a cloud of black smoke and flew to the tree next to him

“Stop fiddling with that useless thing! Am I going to give you a chance to escape with it?” cried little Crouch tauntingly to “Harry”, “fight with all your might! Let your life be To be able to use it to its fullest value before it dies, like—makes me feel a little bit of pleasure.”

When Lockhart saw him fleeing to the tree, he knew that the magic of creating Inferi was still limited in the end.

If he could control these things, little Crouch would not have to worry about being hurt by them. But now he chose to avoid it, that is to say, whether it was these spitting snakes or these corpses, he couldn’t control it, so there was nothing to worry about.

For Lockhart, the question then became “how to deal with the snakes and the Inferi with Harry’s abilities”.

“Burning flames!”

Under the watchful gaze of Barty Crouch Jr., “Harry Potter” hurriedly released flames, trying to surround himself.

This is normal. The first reaction of people when they encounter a beast is to try to drive away with fire, and this is not unexpected by little Crouch, or it is within his design from the beginning.

After seeing the firelight, the Infernal corpses stopped one after another. Obviously they have lost the ability to think, but they are still instinctively afraid of fire.

But the problem is that after the snakes saw the fire, they seemed to be stimulated by something, and rushed to the flames, using their own bodies, blood, and venom to extinguish the flames completely.

There was a rancid, burnt smell in the air, like the smell of bad candles and kerosene throwing up a piece of hard plastic when they burned.

“Harry” tried to ignite again, but the ground soaked with snake venom seemed to have been corrupted by something, and could no longer ignite.

Originally, because of the firelight and the retreating corpse, there was another scream from his mouth at this time.

: Forced towards “Harry Potter”.

“Hahahaha??” The little Barty on the tree smiled nervously, “Continue to struggle, little mouse, let me see more of your fear, I hope you can keep it up

Go on, don’t give up.

Lockhart couldn’t help but want to roll his eyes, but his self-cultivation as an actor allowed him to continue acting conscientiously.

“It’s freezing cold!” He used an “Owl” level spell again.

– A chill shot along the Phoenix Tail Feather wand, and its power seemed to be a little bigger than when Lockhart used his own wand, probably because the Phoenix Tail Feather had a bigger temper.

It’s a pity that Lockhart still doesn’t feel good about using it, because he clearly wanted to “drive away”, but the wand turned the magic he wanted to use into “attack”.

The rapidly spreading cold turned a few snakes that didn’t have time to escape into popsicles, but the “large area cooling” effect that Lockhart wanted was completely different.

Lockhart had to make up a few Freezing Charms while secretly thinking that he would never use a wand he was not familiar with next time.

Chapter three hundred and seventy-eight cowards

Snakes are cold-blooded animals. After being shrouded in cold air, their activity drops a lot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But Lockhart knew that since the other party had arranged it for so long, it was obviously not just for “playing” with Harry. Only this preparation was impossible.

Sure enough, seeing Lockhart using the Freezing Charm, Little Crouch sneered again: “First fire, then ice after unsuccessful… This is so uncreative, the quality of teaching at Hogwarts declined after I graduated. Is it that much?”

The reason why he can still be so leisurely is of course because of his reliance, because although the pile of snakes fell into sluggishness due to the Frozen Curse, the pile of corpses seems to be frozen because of the rotting pus on their bodies. Much sooner.

Lockhart couldn’t do anything like pressing the gourd to lift the scoop. Mang Zhang is in a lot of trouble! ‘ he cried.

The invisible spell stumbled over several Inferi, but because of its large number, the spell only slowed the pace of the vanguard, and they came faster.

Lockhart had some headaches—he wasn’t having a headache about these things being difficult to deal with “it was a headache about how to drain the water so Barty Jr. could continue to think he still had the upper hand.

Although it’s just a test, he has almost explored the upper limit of these things – almost no magic power, can be hurt by physical damage, and have no resistance to magic, the only thing worth mentioning is probably only the number… um, and horrible.

If Lockhart used his real skills, he only needed an excellent invisibility to make these things lose their targets. As for whether to use the magic of the spiritual illusion system to make the snake bite at the corpse, or simply to bind them all. A thunderbolt explosion, none of this is more important than deciding whether to take Gemma back to London for dinner at night or go to Madame Padiff Teahouse

Headache.

Of course, if possible, it’s best to use the Patronus Spell “God Guard”, which has an excellent restraint on this dark magic creature, but I don’t know why, Lockhart still can’t use one Entity’s Patronus Spell.

But if it’s “Harry o Potter”…

“Pass out!” Lockhart yelled, pointing at the pile of Infernal corpses.

– A red light shot from the holly wand, but only knocked an Inferi back a few steps, not even knocking it out.

Barty Crouch, who is in the right position, was overjoyed, and this scene really made him laugh.

“Oh oh oh, use a stun spell on the undead! Queen Maeve’s skirt! Has our savior been scared to pee his pants?”

“Harry”, who kept retreating, heard the words and looked at the tree angrily.

“Dizzy!”He was facing another red light on the tree.

In response to this counterattack, which was more like a vent than a counterattack, Little Crouch easily escaped.

Originally, he planned to use magic to fight back, but now it seems that he does not need to.

The boy who was already a bit clumsy, after Teng Kui came to cast a spell on the tree, the corpse and the snake group immediately took the opportunity to rush through the mang-square line formed by the few tombstones just now”, rushing towards him. It looked like he was going to be torn to shreds

It seemed that he no longer cared about his own side.

“Master oo” little Crouch murmured to himself, “This is Harry Potter ooo, as you can see, he is not a great person, not even an outstanding guy in school.”

It stands to reason that such a small voice should not have been heard by anyone, but little Crouch’s self-talk was answered by another person.

“Yes, I saw…that little **** was just relying on his mother’s magic and my negligence…you did a great job, Barty.”

A hoarse voice came from not far behind the little Crouch, revealing its owner’s happy mood at this time.

“Thank you for your compliment, Master.” Barty Crouch Jr’s voice also became lighter, “Then should I arrest him? If it is slower, he will be torn apart by the Infernal Corpse. .”

“Well…” Voldemort finally agreed.

Voldemort has lived through fear and anxiety since he was **** killed by Harry more than ten years ago.

And when Harry was in first grade, he finally had an intersection with the kid again, and found that the kid had the magic that his mother gave him, and he couldn’t get close to him at all.

For this reason, Voldemort thought for a while after welcoming his loyal servant, and finally decided to stand up from where he fell, and to get the magic that killed him back then.

The only thing he can’t be sure of is how powerful that kid named Harry Potter is now?

The last time I met him, that kid was only a first grader, and now he should be a fourth grader. How much has he grown in the past few years?

It may seem to others that Voldemort’s caution seems a bit ridiculous, but in light of his own experience, this worry is not entirely unfounded.

Whether it’s Voldemort or Dumbledore, they’ve gone through a lot from first year to fifth year, and they’ve all evolved from being a freshman in school to an amazing presence in .W.Ls exams.

If Harry is also a genius of the same level…

After all, Harry Potter is the one who is destined to become Voldemort’s enemy in the prophecy. Although Voldemort does not want Harry to become strong, if Harry is really no different from ordinary big boys, Voldemort will also be disappointed. .

That’s your “own” enemy, even if it’s not a genius, it must be a talent.

If the person next to Voldemort at this time was Wormtail, or Peter Pettigrew, Peter would use his three-year experience as a rat to tell Voldemort that Harry Potter was just an ordinary athletic boy, even a deformed boy. He was often barely passing or even failing his spells and potions classes, so let him relax.

But the person beside Voldemort at this time was Barty Crouch Jr.

Little Crouch has been in Azkaban since Voldemort lost power, and it was not long after he was released from prison. Although he relied on his father’s status and learned about some changes in the Ministry of Magic during the period of brewing and escaping, he must He reported to Voldemort how a certain student at Hogwarts was doing, and that was too hard for him to stop.

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Voldemort was very worried that if he did it directly, the Harry Potter, who had beaten him once, would beat him again, so he would let little Crouch come out to test Harry’s level, instead of directly grabbing it. cut blood

Now it seemed that he was thinking too much – the boy who had “conquered” him was no big deal, not even an elite Death Eater.

Did someone say that? Actually, Lord Voldemort was a coward.

Chapter 379 Success is in sight

Lockhart tried hard to use a little spell that a fourth-year student should know, and tried his best to delay the advance of the Inferi, waiting for the moment when Voldemort made his move.

He glanced to his left and managed to sense Alastor Moody’s mood swings there.

The old Auror had been in place for a long time, waiting for Voldemort’s final move.

The beasts only believe in the prey they have caught themselves, and the two of them must cooperate perfectly to make Voldemort believe in the blood they get; at the same time, they have to give Voldemort a suitable reason to let “Harry O’Brien”. Special’ escape seemed natural.

Lockhart and Moody’s are walking a tightrope, but they both believe that their ability and luck are enough to pull off the plan.

After pushing away a few Infernal corpses with the Expulsion Charm again, and accidentally letting a poisonous snake “bite” him, Barty Crouch Jr finally couldn’t stand it any longer and was about to get Harry out with his hands.

“Enough, you rubbish!”

Little Crouch scolded in his mouth and waved his wand at “Harry Potter”.

I saw that the shadows on the ground suddenly turned into substance, turning into thick chains, trapping “Harry” in them.

Then, there was a “hissing” sound in the woods, and after hearing this sound, the snakes that besieged Harry dispersed.

“Burning flames!”

Little Crouch raised his wand, and a raging flame burst out from a tomb, forcing the corpses back one by one.

Although Harry was dodging around in fear just now, little Crouch was very happy, but little Crouch felt a little uncomfortable not being able to personally abuse each other.

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But it’s time for the farce to end, and now Lord Voldemort needs Harry’s blood, so he can abuse himself in an open and honest way.

Little Crouch felt a burst of excitement when he thought that he was about to tie this thin little boy to the rack, and then slowly cut his veins with his own hands, letting him helplessly watch his blood drain drop by drop. .

Like Voldemort, little Crouch also cherishes life very much, whether it is his own or that of other creatures. As long as he sees any fragile life, he can’t help but want to accept it into his arms, and then destroy it with his own hands. Only in this way can he realize the value of life just like himself.

After killing countless cats, toads and owls in various ways, little Crouch began to seriously think about a philosophical question – if a life was born for death, what is the meaning of its existence? ?

In order to spend the whole day in a fake smirk like your own father? Or after the wine and beauty, came magnanimous and left naked?

No, none of this was what he wanted!

It was not until Voldemort appeared in front of him that little Crouch seemed to wake up from a dream and realized where his unease came from.

Life does not bring, death does not take away – if you are like others, after a lifetime of hard work, you die like the mice, cats and owls you have killed, how can you reflect your “noble”?

Only by actually escaping death and becoming a part of that immortality can a wizard become a real human being, not some ridiculous Minister of Magic like his stupid father.

In this way, the “elite noble consciousness” from the “Holy 28 Pure Blood”, come

Since the old Crouch’s “might is the truth” education and the “philosophical” conclusion drawn from his cranky thoughts, these things gradually had some wonderful reactions under the pressure of boring study and life, and finally let the little Crouch gradually transform. It has become such a wonderful existence that no one else can understand today.

—–Individuals can only be regarded as successful if they get rid of the fate of death and then arbitrarily dominate the lives of others.

And his master, Voldemort, was undoubtedly the one he dreamed of—immortal, powerful, and reckless.

It doesn’t matter if this master is a little weak for a while, this proves that he does have the means of immortality.

And now, one by one, Batimis Crouch, he finally got a chance, a credit that could give him the chance to live forever.

When he succeeds, he must also learn from Voldemort, change this **** name, and condense a real name.

By the way, I must also kill the disgusting woman who made me have nightmares at night, as well as her child, who will be laughed at by the Death Eaters after being left with blood by that kind of thing.

After driving away the Infernal Corpse, he prepared to “dig” out the Harry Potter trapped in the Shadow Chain and tie him to the cauldron where his master was resurrected.

But “Harry” is not very cooperative, he is still struggling.

“Fractured!”

His magic spell shattered the shadow chains that bound him, but the things made of shadows re-condensed and took shape again in less than half a second, and were bound to him again.

“Oh… my little cutie, you can’t even tell the nature of the spell, and you don’t know how to judge the anti-curse, right?” Little Crouch continued to sneer, “Yes, that’s the content of the sixth grade, ours Lord Savior refuses to even study two years in advance

, who made him the savior?

Harry Potter’s poor magic show made little Crouch more and more impatient. He regretted that he had spent so much time testing such a weak scum, and he even had some doubts about his master’s interest in Harry Potter. Is it necessary to pay attention to

Although it may be said that using black magic directly may not hurt him, there are so many magics in this world: is it more than black magic that can hurt people?

“Except your weapons!” He pointed at “Harry Potter”.

The holly wand came out of Lockhart’s hand in a whirling motion, and a large dung bomb came out of his other hand at the same time.

Seeing the familiar trademark on this thing, little Crouch didn’t even want to make a mockery of it.

I want to sneak up on myself with this kind of mischievous stuff… The savior is nothing more than that.

“All bound.” He then used another magic spell to bind Lockhart firmly.