There was a sudden loud bang in the quiet night, and a black figure in a cloak appeared out of thin air. He seemed to be holding something in his arms, strolling down the path, and finally stopped in front of a big house.
Ding dong!
The doorbell rang.
"What the hell, who's calling the door so late?"
Someone woke him up in the middle of the night, and Crouch was in a bad mood. The moment the door was opened, the shocked expression on Crouch's face completely froze, because he saw a dead person.
There was also an ugly-looking baby in his arms, and the baby was pointing a wand at him.
"The soul is out of body!"
A hoarse voice sounded in the night.
Crouch, who was under the Imperius Curse, calmed down the expression on his face, turned aside as if nothing happened, and let people outside enter the room, as if he was entertaining guests he hadn't seen for a long time.
Peter soon found the unconscious Barty. He was hidden in a very private place and covered with a very good quality invisibility cloak.
Voldemort raised his wand, awakened the unconscious man in front of him, and lifted the Imperius Curse on him.
Little Barty opened his eyes and looked at the strange man in front of him with confusion. His eyes fell on his father beside him, and he was startled. Then his eyes fell on the baby in the man's arms, and his mind was in confusion.
"It's me, I'm back."
"Master, you have come to save me, your most loyal servant." A bright smile appeared on Little Barty's face: "I knew the master was not dead. It's really good, so good."
"Okay, little Barty, sit down."
Voldemort asked Old Barty to leave the living room, looked at the loyal servant in front of him, and said hoarsely: "I haven't fully recovered my original strength. Now I have a plan, and I need a loyal and reliable servant to help me execute the plan so that I can
Completely take back the power that belongs to me."
"I am willing." Little Barty said without any hesitation, "I am willing to take all risks for my master."
"I need you to bring Harry Potter to me." Voldemort said the ultimate purpose of the mission.
"Master, what can I do to bring Harry Potter to you?" Little Barty has naturally heard of the name of the savior Potter.
"I want you to disguise yourself as old Auror Moody and venture to Hogwarts." Voldemort began to describe his plan.
"Wormtail caught Bertha Jorkins in Arnia, and that's how we got the news about you. I also learned a lot from her. Old Auror Moody was going to teach at Hogwarts, and...
Hogwarts will host the Triwizard Tournament this year." Voldemort paused and continued: "I want Harry Potter to become a warrior, and you need to monitor and guide Harry Potter during the Triwizard Tournament.
Special, I need to ensure that Harry Potter gets the Triwizard Cup, and I need you to change the trophy into a portkey so that the first person who catches it can bring him to me."
"Ahem, I'm sorry, Master." Wormtail coughed slightly and reminded, "I have to remind you about something. Harry Potter may be considered outstanding among his age, but there is a genius named Albert Anderson.
Now, it is almost impossible for Harry Potter to get the Triwizard Cup first, unless we get rid of that Mudblood first."
As if to strengthen Voldemort's determination, Peter did not forget to remind him: "Albert Anderson has won several world-class championships and is known as the most genius wizard of this century. I am sure that he will definitely become Hogg."
Watts’ Warriors.”
"Albert Anderson?" Voldemort recalled the name for a moment.
He remembered that when he possessed Quirrell, there seemed to be a student named Albert Anderson who always liked to ask Quirrell questions about Defense Against the Dark Arts. In the end, Quirrell wanted to hide away when he saw him.
open.
"Wormtail, I know you hate that Mudblood." Voldemort looked at Peter and sneered: "He was the one who put you in Azkaban Prison, right."
"Yes, that's him." Peter shrank his neck, gritted his teeth, and seemed to have spent a lot of effort to muster up the courage to say: "But what I said is also true. Albert Anderson may be the biggest person in the entire plan.
Obstacle."
"It's not appropriate to have the Mudblood disappear now, especially when he's the most concerned about. Once he disappears, it will attract a lot of attention, and Harry Potter has become a champion of Hogwarts, and Dumbledore is
would cast doubt on the whole thing."
For Voldemort, he was a smarter Mudblood. Compared with the chain reaction caused by his disappearance, which led to the risk of the plan being exposed in advance, Voldemort was more willing to believe in Crouch Jr.'s ability and believe that the other party could handle this matter.
, instead of ruining the entire plan because of Wormtail's selfishness.
Of course, even if there are problems, the plan can still be readjusted. For example, at a critical moment, Crouch Jr. can even be allowed to directly use the portkey to bring Harry Potter to him.
"Master, I will take care of this matter." Little Barty showed a confident smile: "I will not let that mudblood affect this great plan."
Yes, in Little Barty's view, the truly powerful wizards are all from pure blood, and mudbloods are only at that level, so you don't need to care at all.
Wormtail mentioned this incident simply because he wanted to take this opportunity to avenge himself.
Seeing that Voldemort had made a decision, Peter did not dare to mention the matter anymore. For fear of causing the other party's displeasure, he used the Cruciatus Curse to torture himself. However, from the bottom of his heart, Peter still believed that Voldemort had made a stupid decision.
.
Peter admitted that he did have selfish motives, but having dealt with Albert Anderson, he knew better than anyone how scary that guy was.
Do you really think winning so many world championships is a lie?
Damn pureblood arrogance.
"We need to get rid of old Auror Moody first, and before that we need to prepare the compound potion." Voldemort said and looked at Wormtail, who took out a bottle of prepared compound potion that they bought from the black market.
.
"This bottle of compound potion can probably last for a few days, but we need to buy more compound potion, but that will easily attract the attention of some people." Peter lowered his voice, "It's best if we can brew it ourselves.
System, this can avoid a lot of trouble."
"Don't worry about this. My potion skills are pretty good. It shouldn't be a problem if I brew the compound potion." Little Barty was very confident in his potion.
"I have purchased some materials, which should allow you to cook the first pot first, but the horns of bicorns and African tree snake skins are relatively difficult to obtain. I have to find time to purchase more materials from the black market.
Make sure you have enough Polypotion."
"Then it's time to subdue Moody, which is a bit difficult. We need him to be alive instead of killing people." Voldemort continued: "Wormtail will help you. Before that, you have to get yourself back to normal to prepare for the next step."
Prepare for the plan.”
In the next few days, Voldemort controlled Crouch to buy common ingredients for the compound potion in the drugstore. Peter disguised himself as an alien wizard and bought bicorn horns and African tree snake skins on the black market.
African tree snake skin is the main raw material of compound potions, and it is an uncommon potion, causing them to become prohibited trade items.
After Barty and Peter made all preparations, they quietly came to Moody's house. As a former Auror, Alastor Moody was very vigilant, and it was not easy to subdue him.
Of course, for today, Barty Jr. and Peter were already prepared. They even used the Disillusionment Curse on themselves, intending to take the opportunity to sneak attack on each other.
However, plans can never keep up with changes.
Little Barty and Peter didn't know that Moody was blind in one eye and was equipped with a magic eye. Therefore, when Peter pressed the doorbell, Moody had already seen through the magic eye the person who cast the disembodiment spell on him.
Peter.
How can it be!
When Moody saw Peter, he was very surprised. He never expected that Peter Pettigrew, who was supposed to be dead, would show up at his doorstep.
Peter's target is obviously himself.
However, Moody did not intend to run away, and Peter Pettigrew did not let himself be frightened enough to need to escape.
Now he wanted to catch Peter even more and find out what was going on.
What's more, Moody has a huge advantage because Peter doesn't know that he has discovered him through the perspective effect of the magic eye.
The doorbell rang for a long time, but Moody showed no sign of opening the door.
Seeing no response from inside, Peter used magic to unlock the door and broke in. He obviously realized that Moody had discovered him, or was he still sleeping?
The former is more likely.
Moody may have some warning measures, and they must catch the other party before he escapes, otherwise all plans will fail.
As soon as he entered the house, Peter was attacked. Although Moody was old and had some inconvenience in his legs and feet, he relied on his rich combat experience to still make Peter miserable.
An explosion sounded in the room, and Peter hid behind a wall in embarrassment.
"Damn it, Barty, come here and help!" Peter shouted, and they had to subdue Moody as soon as possible before others arrived.
Of course, Peter called Barty just to distract Moody. Moreover, his opponent was an old man and could not fight as flexibly as before.
Peter's shout made Moody stunned for a moment, and his intuition told Moody that there might be another enemy around.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Moody was about to retreat, but Barty Jr. did not give him a chance and quickly outflanked Moody from another corner, blocking Moody in the room.
"We must subdue Moody as soon as possible." Peter shouted towards Barty Jr., "We can't let him escape like this, we must stop him."
"Shut up." Little Barty waved his wand to blow up the wall, rushed into the room without fear of death, and used a stun spell to knock down Moody, who was about to apparate.
"This guy is really difficult to deal with. I almost let him run away." Peter couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Once Moody really ran away, the consequences would be really disastrous.
"Get this place back to normal quickly. Those guys from the Ministry of Magic will be here soon." Barty glanced at the trash who could only yell, pulled out a few Moody's hairs and added them to the compound potion. He
After taking a sip of the potion, he turned into Moody.
Then, he took away Moody's wooden legs and magic eyes and installed them on himself.
"What should I do with this guy?"
While using the repair spell to repair the damage in the house caused by the battle, Peter asked Barty Jr. how he was going to deal with Moody. They had to keep this guy alive.
If Barty wants to hide it from Dumbledore, he must understand Moody's past and his habits in order to hide it from Dumbledore. Moreover, he also needs to use Moody's hair to prepare the compound potion.
Finally, they turned Moody into a mouse and temporarily locked him in a magic cage, waiting to deal with the people from the Ministry of Magic before going back to deal with him.
After helping to restore the traces of the battle in the house, Peter left in a hurry.
Little Barty followed the original plan and took Moody's wand to explode the trash cans in the yard, sending garbage flying everywhere to deal with the incoming Ministry of Magic employees.
In fact, the plan went so smoothly that there was even a trash can spewing garbage out when the Muggle police arrived.
The expressions on the faces of those Muggle police officers were quite wonderful.
In the end, it was him, or rather Moody's old friend Arthur, who came to deal with the matter.
Arthur had to modify the memories of those policemen to end the incident and let them leave.
"What's going on?" Arthur asked tiredly.
"I heard the alarm going off." Moody looked around vigilantly. "I couldn't see the other party, but I could hear the sound of someone breaking into the yard. The other party was quietly walking towards the house, but he failed, probably
I didn't expect that the dumpster would ambush him, but he had to retreat temporarily because he made too much noise. I suspected that the other party might be someone who wanted to seek revenge on me."
"It's good that you're fine. At least the situation is not too bad. I think you will only receive a warning from the Ministry of Magic at most." Arthur breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. Although he suspected that Moody was being suspicious, he also knew that the other party was suspicious.
There are many enemies, especially under the current circumstances. Who knows if those dark wizards at the Quidditch World Cup will get mad and come to trouble Moody.
"Thank you, otherwise I would have been in trouble."
"I remember you are going to Hogwarts today to take up a post," Mr. Weasley asked.
"Yes, today."
"Well, to be honest...the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is unlucky."
"I'm only going to teach for one year. I'm doing Dumbledore a favor and he can't find a suitable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Moody muttered, "Then I can live a peaceful retirement life again."
"I have to leave to help you deal with the people in the Abuse of Magic Office." Arthur did not forget to remind him before leaving, "If Rita Skeeter comes to interview you, it is best to ignore her. If you can avoid it,
Better.”
After Arthur Weasley left, Barty Jr. returned to the house to inventory Moody's clothes and the Dark Arts detector.
Finally, little Barty discovered that there was a dark room in Moody's magic box, so he used the Imperius Curse to control Moody, put him in the dark room in the magic box, and then set off for Hogwarts.