Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

A brief silence in the office, all immersed in sadness.

Only then did you notice that Harry's arm was still bleeding and Sirius rushed over to help him with the wounds under the robe.

Meanwhile, Ivan also found a robe for his school uniform and took off Gabriel's torn robe.

“I don't understand. Why should Voldemort use Harry's blood?” Sirius asked, looking at Harry's wound.

“He said that using my blood would make him stronger than using someone else's.” Harry said, stretching out his arm and letting Sirius wrap himself up, "he said," the kind of protection my mother left in me, and he wanted to have. He was right, and when he touched me again, he wouldn't get hurt, and when he was resurrected, he touched my face... "

In a short moment, Harry seemed to see a glimmer of joy in Dumbledore's eyes.

But Harry quickly assumed that he was eye-catching because Dumbledore immediately looked as old and tired as he had been before.

“Voldemort has overcome that unusual obstacle!” Dumbledore said, turning his eyes to Buddy Crouch, Jr., on the chair, "He's back, it's an undisputed fact, and the question now is what we should do… Although we already know most of the facts, there are some details to be clarified. Severus, please go get your most powerful exhalant and go to the kitchen and find a Homebred Pokémon named Shiny. ”

Snape nodded and immediately turned away.

“By the way, what happened after we left school?” Ivan asks, "Krum seems to have been hit by a soul-snatching spell. Is he okay? ”

“He's fine, he's in the hospital right now! As soon as the three of you were taken away by the door keys, the mermaids rushed up to the letter, and I was right next to this lunatic!” Sirius said, pointing to Little Buddy Crouch, "I was going to catch him as planned, and we fought, and Foggy seemed scared and went to the school hospital. Then we take him back to the castle and he turns back into a cost on the road, Dumbledore says you two are here..."

Sirius recounted what had happened after they had left, and his battle with Little Buddy Crouch was huge, coupled with a bunch of mermaids coming out early to warn, and all of a sudden, everyone in the room was shocked and confused.

Until now, the outside of the castle has been a mess, and professors are trying to maintain order so that students can return to their respective public lounges.

Fortunately, with the exception of Cedric, who is still missing, there have been no casualties, which is an unfortunate blessing.

The only major injury was probably Ron, who was severely tortured by Krum with a diamond heart curse. And then, again, the coma curse fell all over Greendillo's aquatic plants, and they probably took him for food and bit him a few bites...

Fortunately, the weeping Peach Golden Girl was there, and she went to inform the others, and the mermaid nearby saved him.

“Little Buddy Crouch posing as Moody's, where's the real Moody?” Harry asked.

“Not surprisingly, it should be right here in the room, and they need to keep him alive, bring him with them, and take a piece of him at all times to make compound soup.” Dumbledore said, turning over a key from Barty Crouch, Jr.

He took the key diameter and went straight to the corner in front of the box with the seven locks and plugged the first key into the eye.

Dumbledore opened the box, and it was filled with books of spells.

He closed the box, inserted the second key into the second lock and opened it, which was no longer a book of spells, but a variety of broken spectacles, some parchment paper and a quill, and a silver invisible coat.

“Seventh, Professor!” Ivan cautioned, knowing what he was going to do.

Dumbledore plugged the seventh key into the lock, lifted the lid, and Harry and Sirius shouted simultaneously.

The basement of the box is a big pit, like a basement.

There was a man lying on the floor about three meters deep, skinny as a wood, as if he were asleep, and he was a true MadEye Moody.

His wooden legs are missing, his eyes are empty under his eyes, and his white hair is missing several patches.

Dumbledore climbed into the box and gently fell beside Sleeping Moody and leaned over to look at him.

“He fainted and was struck by a soul-snatching spell, very weak.” He said, "But fortunately, there is no danger to his life, and he will gradually get better after putting him in the care of Mrs. Pong Qiangfrey for a while. ”

Dumbledore and Sirius lifted Moody up and laid him on the couch by the stove fire.

At this point, a hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Snape returned, glittering with dirt.

Flashing out of Snape's foot, he immediately saw little Buddy Crouch tied to the chair.

She opened her mouth wide and made a stinging scream.

“Master Buddy, Master Buddy, what are you doing here?” She screamed, "You killed him! You killed him! You killed the master's son! ”

“We just conquered him, flashing.” Dumbledore said, "Excuse me, Severus, did you get the potion? ”

Snape handed Dumbledore a vial of clarified liquid, a potent exhalant he made.

Dumbledore opened little Buddy Crouch's mouth and poured three drops of water into it.

Shimmering still kneeling there, his hands covering his face, shaking and looking at them in horror.

A few seconds later, Little Barty Crouch opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming and his cheeks relaxed.

Dumbledore squatted in front of him, facing him.

“Can you hear me?” Dumbledore asked calmly.

“I can hear you.” He whispered, his eyelids trembled a few times.

“Great, the vomiting agent is working, we'd better start with a simple question!” Dumbledore said softly, "I want you to tell us how you got here and how you got out of Azkaban? ”

Little Crouch trembled and took a deep breath, then spoke in a flat tone with no emotion.

“My mother saved me, she knew she was going to die, and she begged my father to get me out of here and do one last thing for her. My father loved her very much, even though he never loved me. He agreed, and they came to see me, and they gave me a dose of compound soup, which had my mother's hair in it. My mother drank the compound soup for my hair and we exchanged looks. ”

He shook his head sparkling and trembled all over his body.

“Stop it, Master Buddy, stop it, you'll get your father in trouble! ”

But little Crouch took another deep breath and went on to say it in a flat voice.

“Dementors are blind, they can't see. They smell a healthy man and a dying man walking into Azkaban, and they smell a healthy man and a dying man leaving Azkaban. My father secretly took me out. I pretended to be my mother in case a prisoner saw me through the door. My mother died shortly after Azkaban, and she never forgot to drink compound soup, and when she died, she looked like I was buried, and everyone thought it was me. ”