Hermione, Be the Minister of Magic with Me! - Chapter 179

The delay has been enough. The Ministry of Magic will definitely send someone to find Harry after he has been kidnapped. Dumbledore guesses that he will catch up when he smells it, and he must hurry up.

Little Crouch took out a dagger, and slowly approached the “Harry Potter” that was bound to a pillar by invisible chains, ready to cut blood.

At this moment, however, a mutation arose.

Just as little Crouch held the dagger and approached the black-haired boy, there was a bang in the air, and a gray-haired old wizard fell from the sky.

“Stop, you **** bastard!” shouted the old wizard.

Little Crouch couldn’t help but forgot a glance beside him, but his heart suddenly glared.

Because he recognized the man.

The person who came was holding a crutch in the shape of a human hand, and the right half of his face was shriveled and hideous. A bright blue magic eye was rolling in his eye socket, as if he would never be idle for a moment.

Alastor o Moody!

Chapter three hundred and eighty continued pressure

Barty Crouch Jr. may look down on Harry Potter today, but for the old hero who killed Rozier, the strongest Death Eater, and captured himself and countless Death Eaters alive, he would not dare to give birth to him. Half a point of contempt.

As soon as Moody landed, he played a big one – he waved the human cane, and its handle became a long “noodle”, and the claw at the top flew towards the trapped in the shadow. “Harry o Potter” in the lock

Little Crouch reacted quickly – no matter how frightened he was, it was impossible for him to give up the credit that was so close at hand.

In desperation, he could only use the most concise spell he could think of right now.

Mang Zhang is in a lot of trouble! ‘ he shouted, pointing at the flying hand, as the tip of his wand sparkled blue-green.

Little Crouch’s impromptu decision did a good job, no matter how weird the cane was, it was physical, and a simple obstacle spell would do the trick.

However, Alastor Moody’s attack method is obviously not just a cane. When using the cane to attack the shadow lock, Moody’s other hand also raised the wand.

“Whirlwind!” shouted Moody.

The shadow lock, which made little Crouch quite proud, was torn apart by an invisible giant hand like a cotton sliver that had been decayed for more than ten years under Moody’s blow.

Just now, the young Crouch can also make a mockery of “Harry” who doesn’t know how to judge the type of spell, but this kind of thing seems to not exist in front of the experienced Moody. He easily judged the spell used by the little Crouch. nature, and used the most suitable release spell.

“Harry o Potter” stumbled as soon as it resumed action

He went to the wand that was just taken away, and wanted to restore his spellcasting ability.

Little Crouch saw a bad situation – if Harry was allowed to escape here, then this time his carefully planned ambush operation would be an anticlimactic end. It’s a trivial matter to lose face or not, delaying the master’s resurrection plan is a disaster.

By the way, how did Moody’s find out here?

In a hurry, little Crouch didn’t have time to think too much. Seeing that Harry wanted to escape, he jumped up with a dagger without saying a word.

As long as he was entangled with Harry, he didn’t worry that Moody would attack him with some powerful spell.

At the same time, there was a hissing sound from the back of the grass, and the group of snakes that had just retreated and the corpse that had been quiet for a long time suddenly re-emerged.

They have a clear purpose, just to entangle Moody’s.

Little Crouch thought that Harry Potter looked thin and thin, and he should be able to subdue him easily.

But he ignored one point, that is, his current body is also not very good.

Harry Potter has been practicing Quidditch for three years, and the house-elves didn’t let him go hungry when he was at Hogwarts, and he has been training for the Big Five recently. very good.

On the contrary, Barty Jr., after so many years in Azkaban, like Sirius, his body has been almost destroyed by Dementors. If it weren’t for the care of the house-elf Sparkle, little Crouch’s body might not even be able to return to a normal state.

In the few months he followed Voldemort, not only did he fail to consolidate the original frame, but because the relationship between hiding and “feeding” Voldemort became weaker and weaker, if he wanted to say how strong he was, it would be purely It’s self-deception.

His family knew his own affairs. Before carrying out this project, Little Crouch deliberately drank a bottle of self-made enhancer, so that his strength was enough to subdue a boy who was also a year old, but what he did not expect was that even if he was After drinking the booster, he still wasn’t strong enough to deal with Harry.

“Go away!”

Lockhart dodged the dagger wielded by the little Crouch, and then punched him hard in the nose, and a blood flower suddenly bloomed from the little Crouch’s face.

Little Crouch seemed to be a little blinded by the punch, and when he found that Harry had regained his wand when he fell, he suddenly became angry.

When a person is slapped or hit in the nose, his adrenaline will start to secrete involuntarily, and people in this state will be particularly irritable, and now Little Crouch is in this state.

“Ten thousand bullets!” Lockhart shouted.

8 golden birds spewed out from the tip of the wand and charged towards little Crouch with a crisp chirping.

Little Crouch was so **** off – didn’t this kid think he could handle himself with this thing?

He wiped his nosebleed, using a real black magic. “Blood thorns!” he shouted bitterly.

With the sound of the incantation, the two blood droplets on his face suddenly turned into mist, and condensed into a red blood net in the air, blocking all the golden magic missiles.

Then, he raised his wand again, ready to hit the ignorant boy hard.

“Drill heart-“

But Moody was the first to interrupt him – he used a silent spell to release seven or eight golden stars, one by one bursting open beside the little Crouch, forcibly

Shocked him away from Harry.

Is this… a compound spell of magic missiles and thunderbolts? Little Crouch was a little startled.

Also, shouldn’t Moody be dealing with his master at this time? Why does he still have extra energy to deal with himself?

Little Crouch was puzzled and glanced at Moody.

As a result, he found that Voldemort did not move any more after releasing the snakes and the corpse, as if he had disappeared into the cemetery.

Although little Crouch knew that Voldemort had not recovered at this time, he still felt a little uncomfortable. He had fed Voldemort for the past few months, and he knew very well that Voldemort’s body made of venom and unicorn blood actually had spellcasting. If you have the ability, there is absolutely no problem in putting at least two Avada Solitaire Charms.

It seems that Voldemort also recognized this old Auror that he was quite afraid of, and knew that this guy had a magic eye that could see through everything, so he didn’t dare to expose it at all.

In other words, Barty Jr now has to face the pressure of two people alone.

As for those Infernal Corpses and Little Snakes—they had already been bound together by Moody with a Mass-Binding Charm, unable to move at all.

Little Crouch finally realized that the compound curse of the thunderbolt explosion just now was supposed to blow up those Infernal corpses. It was only after seeing Harry’s critical situation that he controlled the curse to hit him.

Is this the strength of the First Auror? Even the old **** in the family relies on someone.

Chapter 381 A good show ends

Although little Crouch felt that if he used all his strength, he would not necessarily lose to Moody. But the problem is that he is also afraid of death now, and he does not dare to risk everything.

Voldemort may have a way to immortalize himself, but so far, he has never resurrected a Death Eater precedent, and little Crouch felt that he did not deserve Voldemort to set this precedent.

If he died, his master’s resurrection would be delayed again… He paralyzed himself with this reason.

Since he didn’t plan to fight Moody, he could only retreat and kill Harry and get his blood.

As if guessing what little Crouch was thinking, Voldemort’s voice entered his heart from nowhere.

“Can’t kill him…Blood has to be alive.”

This sentence made little Crouch complain, because with the current situation, it is impossible to capture Potter alive, and it is enough for him to deal with Moody.

Even more terrifying is Dumbledore.

No matter how Moody found it here, he couldn’t fail to inform Dumbledore” even if Dumbledore should not be at school at this time.

And as long as Dumbledore is notified, he may not need a few seconds to get here, and the trouble will be big.

Thinking of this, little Crouch no longer hesitated.

He first took a few steps back, giving up his close entanglement with Harry, and then waved around him.

A thick black mist spewed out from the tip of the staff, and exuded a rotten smell to the surroundings.

spread out.

After seeing this, “Harry” couldn’t help but took two steps back, trying to distance himself from this disgusting thing.

The black mist rolled and condensed into a black skull in the air, and the “teeth” opened, and a tongue made of black mist was ejected towards Moody.

Of course Moody wasn’t fooled by these superficial appearances, and his magic eye told him that the offensive, which looked menacing, was in fact nothing more than pretentious.

He also waved his wand and attached an orange flame to his cane, and then the cane became longer again, like a snake tying the tongue of the black skeleton, so that it was caught before it could get close. Killed cleanly.

Although the magic was broken, little Crouch did not use this magic to cause harm to Moody, but to give himself time to take Harry’s blood.

Voldemort, who was hiding in the forest, finally made his move-he attached his cursed body to Nagini, and stared at Moody with a petrified stare.

Before the malicious curse wrapped around him, Moody discovered the unusual magic fluctuations on Voldemort’s side.

He hurriedly called back the stretched cane, let it surround himself, and at the same time used magic to add a small magic spell to bounce physical attacks to himself. As for the less powerful but extremely annoying little magic, Moody gave him the equipment to deal with.

Seeing that Voldemort had indeed entangled Moody, little Crouch finally found an opportunity and cast a cutting spell on Harry.

“Break apart!” he shouted.

If he can learn Snape’s “Shenfeng Wuying”, then I believe that whether it is Lockhart or Harry here, he will pay a very heavy price-because God’s Edge Wuying can be healed, but it is cut off part cannot be reproduced.

Fortunately, although Little Crouch was trusted by Voldemort, he didn’t seem to be able to learn anything from his “senior”, so he still used only the cutting spell that he had strengthened.

“5 Heli” was obviously a little unprepared for this. He was cut with a deep, bone-deep wound on his shoulder by the cutting spell of Little Crouch.

Immediately, blood rushed out from the wound as if it had found a breakthrough, dipping Harry’s coat and the surrounding ground red.

Seeing this scene, little Crouch was overjoyed.

He had already found out that although this kid’s magic power and spellcasting skills are not very good, but he is very flexible and quick to respond, it is difficult to hit him.

He had just been worried that the spell would miss, so he swiped at Harry’s target’s largest chest. Although it didn’t hit the expected position, it was good to cut the shoulder, at least he had the blood he wanted.

I saw “Harry o Potter” screamed in pain and fell forward after being hit.

Little Crouch certainly won’t let such a good opportunity pass.

“Blood thorns!” he yelled, pointing at Harry’s blood.

After Moody had dealt with the harassment of Voldemort’s remnant, he finally noticed Harry’s side.

Seeing that Harry was injured, Moody’s face was ferocious, and there was a hint of panic on his face.

“Hold on, Harry!” he shouted to the side, “the house collapsed!” With this powerful spell, not to mention the little Crouch who faced it, even Voldemort in the distance They all felt the creepy magic fluctuations.

No wonder he could take so many of his men… Voldemort Heart said that because Moody’s threat was so close at hand, Damoc named “Dumbledore”

The Sword of Lis was still hanging on his head, and his master would not be able to participate in the battle for a while, so little Crouch had to choose to avoid the edge for a while.

He lunged towards a tombstone with no respect, and hid behind it, as if the granite would give him a sense of security.

However it can’t.

Moody’s spell was so powerful that even four or five Muggle tombs were blasted open by this spell, and even a white marble cross flew into the sky.

Little Crouch used a crystal bottle to collect the blood that Harry shed just now.

Voldemort didn’t need too much blood, theoretically a drop would suffice, but little Crouch wanted to collect more anyway.

After getting the blood, little Crouch stopped fighting.

Using smoke as cover, he threw a series of spells on Harry, forcing Moody to devote all his energy to protecting Harry, then he took the opportunity to send a signal deep into the cemetery, using Apparate Following around Voldemort, he quickly left the scene.

There, he took out the second door key that had been prepared, ready to take his master away.

In the distance, Moody seemed unwilling to let Crouch run away like this, so after healing “Harry” with a healing spell, he turned his magic eyes and confirmed the location of Voldemort in the distance.

“Are you going to pretend to chase?” he asked Lockhart.

Lockhart answered him with practical actions: “Soul torrent!”

In the distance, Barty Jr. seemed to be about to say something to Voldemort, but a beam of light with monstrous power suddenly shot straight out of Moody’s position and shot towards Voldemort.

Voldemort felt the power of this magic, and like a dangerous snake, alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

“Quick! Go now!” He hurriedly ordered little Crouch, “That guy’s magic eye can see us!”

Little Crouch naturally felt the horror of that magic. Without Voldemort explaining too much, he coiled the snake possessed by Voldemort around himself, and then clenched the door key.

– A white light flashed, and little Crouch disappeared from the scene together with Voldemort possessed by Nagini.

The torrent of souls emitting the smell of fireworks failed to hit its target, just swept away the lonely ghosts along the way. It seems that this cemetery will become quite “clean” in the days to come.

Chapter 382 Review

After Voldemort left, Harry, who was lying weakly in Moody’s arms, suddenly sat up.

You’d never believe this guy was badly wounded before, looking at his high spirits.

“Okay, Alastor, let’s go and see the results,” he said to Moody with great interest. “The guy escaped in a hurry, maybe there is some spoils left here.”

Moody looked unhappy.

“The magic you used at the end was completely redundant,” he complained. “Wan—if Voldemort finds out…”