Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 295 Melee in the Principal's Office - Professor McGonagall is stunned!

"Passed out!"

A rough male voice sounded, and at the same time a red light shot from the direction of the door.

Hera fell to the ground in a panic, and the Stunning Spell hit his chair, knocking it out of the way.

"Oh! What are you doing? Why are you making so much noise?" All the sleeping people in the portrait were woken up. They were either rubbing their eyes sleepily, or muttering without opening their eyes at all.

Hera hid behind the table, full of doubts in her heart, what is the situation?
Anyone dare to attack me?

Oh no, should it be Professor Dumbledore?
"What do you want to do?" Hera yelled loudly, "Don't make me do it!"

The guy didn't make a sound, and at the same time, because of the chanting of the spell, he was unable to maintain the illusion spell on his body, and he also exposed his figure. With the light of the candles in the room and the bright moonlight outside, Hera could clearly see the profile of the man.

It was a horrible face in the moonlight, and under the thick dark gray hair, his face looked scarred and decayed.A chunk of his nose was missing.

Well, it's Barty Jr. in disguise as Moody.

The moment she saw that it was Barty Jr., Hera was so angry that her teeth ached.Did he show off his head, or was he squeezed by the door frame, and he wanted to attack Dumbledore? Isn't this sending death to the door?
He really couldn't figure out how the scene turned into what it is now, but he knew one thing - the little Barty whose memory had been modified would not show mercy.

In fact, Little Barty didn't mean to be merciful at all. He completely ignored Hera's words, and another spell flew out from the tip of his staff.

"Smashed to pieces!"

Hera rolled sideways recklessly, the spell shattering the table he was hiding in, and he was now hiding behind a large cabinet.

"Damn it, what should I do?" Hera took out Dumbledore's wand from his pocket. This wand didn't listen to him at all. Although it could release the spell, the uncomfortable feeling was always unavoidable, and he always had to consume more magic power.

Apparently the wand didn't approve of him.

"Dizzy!" With a dazzling red light and the sound of wood breaking, the door of the principal's office was rushed open.

Moody dodged sideways to avoid the spell.

"Stop!" Crouch (Dumbledore) was standing in the doorway, his face when he looked at Mad-Eye Moody was more terrifying than anyone could have imagined.He held a black wand in his hand, Hera could recognize it at a glance, it was his wand.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Dumbledore's voice contained anger and shock, there was no kind smile on his face, and there was no spark of joy in his eyes, and every feature on that face was filled with cold anger.A power radiated from him, as if he were burning with heat.

"Barty, of course I know what I'm doing, I'm glad to see you awake." Moody said slowly, he turned slowly to Dumbledore, and at the same time the magic eye turned to the other side to stare at Hera hiding behind the big cabinet.

"This Dumbledore is a fake, he was attacked." Little Barty said with his mouth crooked, "Let's subdue him together, Dumbledore is dangerous now—disarm you!"

A red light suddenly shot out from the tip of Barty's wand and hit Dumbledore's hand. His wand flew aside and made him take several steps back. Dumbledore tripped over the threshold.

Hera also seized the opportunity, although Dumbledore's wand was very difficult, but he still uttered the spell - "Expelliarmus"!
Little Barty not only flew out of the wand in his hand, but at the same time his body hit the wall heavily, his whole body was silent, and he seemed to have passed out.

"Are you all right, Professor Dumbledore?" Hera carefully held the wand and lifted Dumbledore who had fallen to the ground.

Dumbledore gave a wry smile, and stood up from the ground, "Sorry, Hera, it seems that I have been a little neglected in practicing spells."

"I think you just let your guard down. After all, no one will doubt Professor Moody." Hera chuckled, walked to the side to retrieve her own wand, and returned Dumbledore's wand to his hand.

"He's not Alastor." Dumbledore quickly walked up to little Barty, put a foot under him, and turned him over, exposing his face. "Okay, come on out, Harry."

Harry and Ron lifted the invisibility cloak, and the two of them walked in slowly through the door.

"Professor Moody?" Ron couldn't close his mouth in surprise, and Harry wasn't much better off.

"Moody," Harry pointed to the little Barty who fell on the ground. He couldn't believe his eyes at all. He even forgot that the Dumbledore in front of him was still a fake, and he even forgot to ask why Mr. Crouch, who was in the school hospital, was here. "How could it be Moody?"

"That's not Alastor Moody," said Dumbledore calmly. "You don't know Alastor Moody. The real Moody obviously wouldn't do that. I found a name that shouldn't appear on an interesting gadget."

Bending down, Dumbledore drew a curved bottle and a bunch of keys from the stunned Moody.Then he turned and looked at Hera.

"Call Severus and Minerva, please, and ask Severus to take his most powerful veritaserum by the way, and then go to the kitchen and find a house-elf named Winky."

Hera felt that Dumbledore's instructions were a little strange, but he didn't show it, and he turned and left immediately.

"No problem, Professor Dumbledore."

"Professor Dumbledore!?" The screams of Harry and Ron could still be heard even after Hera walked out of the principal's room, but he didn't care. Anyone who heard the news would be so shocked.

After he left the principal's office, he immediately went to Professor McGonagall's office on the second floor. When he was on the stairs, he directly asked Cowper to inform Winky to go to the principal's office. Hera still looked like Dumbledore, but Cowper was always obedient, especially Dumbledore's orders.

When the door of Professor McGonagall's office was pushed open, the atmosphere suddenly froze.It's not that there are some scenes of no evil in Professor McGonagall's office, but the main reason is that the atmosphere is too cold.

"Professor Dumbledore, do you know that Miss Granger just played a joke on me." Professor McGonagall said softly, her thin lips trembling, and she said it in a relaxed tone, as if it was not a big deal.But obviously she was not as relaxed as she appeared.

"She just brought Professor Snape over to tell me that you have been replaced. Do you think this is a big joke?" Professor McGonagall took a deep breath trembling.

Hera rolled her eyes at Snape, and said slowly, "Professor McGonagall, I think—"

"Oh!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed in a low voice, and immediately took out her wand, moving back and forth between Snape and Hera, holding Hermione tightly behind her.

"Who are you? Dumbledore would never call me that!" Professor McGonagall's face was tense, and she protected Hermione and took a big step back, "Severus, you are ashamed of Professor Dumbledore's trust!"

"This mess, what are you going to do?" Snape stood aside, not planning to make a move, he just stood aside coldly, speaking in his cold tone.

Hera shrugged indifferently, and also had no intention of doing anything. "Obviously, things are getting out of hand. But fortunately, it's over."

"It's over? What did you do to Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione screamed from behind Professor McGonagall, her wand was tightly held in her hand, she didn't expect herself to be able to help Professor McGonagall, but she only wanted to drag Professor McGonagall as little as possible.

"Calm down, okay?" Hera rubbed her forehead, and Professor McGonagall's reaction exceeded his imagination. "Professor McGonagall, I am Hera, I am Hera, all of this is Professor Dumbledore's plan."

"Hera?" Professor McGonagall blinked suspiciously, but he didn't intend to let go of the wand in his hand.

"That's right, it's him." Snape said coldly, "You can tell that he's not Dumbledore anyway from his stupid behavior these past few days."

"I can't believe you for the first time." Professor McGonagall said, "Unless you can produce some evidence."

"Compound Potion, the effect on me will be immediate—" Hera was about to say that the potion on him would expire soon, but immediately remembered—he just took a big sip.

He quickly changed his words: "You will know when you go to the principal's office. Dumbledore is there. We just subdued Moody."

"What, you guys are still attacking Professor Moody?" Professor McGonagall frowned, and her hands began to tremble. She didn't think her combat experience would be much better than Moody's, if Moody was subdued.
She wasn't sure how many Dark wizards had influxed into Hogwarts, but obviously, the situation in front of her was beyond her imagination - she thought all this was just a poor excuse by Miss Granger - as an excuse for her night tour, even though it was surprisingly ridiculous.

But the scene in front of her made her a little sad. After all, Hogwarts still encountered such a critical juncture, even Headmaster Dumbledore.
"Professor Moody's matter is not important, well, that's also very important." Hera didn't quite understand Professor McGonagall's thoughts, but he thought of it quickly. "Harry! Harry and Ron are there too, you'll understand when you get to the headmaster's office."

"Hmph, I think you can handle the things here enough." Snape snorted coldly, his pupils shrank a little when he heard Harry's name, and he wanted to leave immediately.

"By the way, Dumbledore asked you to get some of the most powerful veritaserum." Hera reminded softly.

Snape didn't respond, but Hera knew he would.

As a result, there were only three people left in Professor McGonagall's office.

"Professor McGonagall, I'm really Hera." Hera repeated in distress.

"Then do you have any proof?" Professor McGonagall repeated.

"I really am Hera."

"Then what proof do you have?"

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"Okay!" Hermione shouted, "If you tell me something that only Hera knows, won't we be able to confirm it?"

"Uh" Hera pondered for a while, and quickly realized that this was probably the only way, but he couldn't think of it for a while.

"Hmm." Herato thought for a while, rubbing his chin, "You once complained to me that Krum invited you to the Christmas ball in the library, which troubled you."

"It's no secret." Hermione blushed, as if the topic made her uncomfortable.

"If you want to gain our trust, then you hand over your wand." Professor McGonagall watched the conversation stalemate again, and she suggested that Hera hand over his wand.

"Of course no problem." Hera handed over his wand very readily, mainly because after Professor Snape left, Professor McGonagall moved in front of him in small steps, and while he was thinking, the wand was already on his chest.

When Hera took out her wand, Professor McGonagall actually believed most of it in her heart, and her attitude was much gentler.

"When we reach the principal's office, you will believe what I say." Hera handed over her wand and walked ahead. Professor Snape moved quickly. When they reached the marble stairs, they could hear footsteps coming from upstairs not far away. Presumably it was Snape.

When they arrived at the principal's room, the door was still open, and the two monsters at the door made way for them, so they could easily enter the principal's room.

When they entered the headmaster's office, Harry and Ron's eyes turned. Dumbledore was already sitting in his chair and had returned to his usual appearance. It seemed that the effect of the Polyjuice Potion on him had passed.

"God!" Professor McGonagall stood at the door, staring at the man on the ground.

"Barty Crouch Jr." Snape stood aside and said coldly.

A small figure fell down beside Little Barty, and it let out bursts of whimpering.

"Master Batty, Master Batty, what are you doing here?"

"Well, Winky, get out of the way," said Dumbledore. "He's just got the Stunning Charm. Severus, do you have the potion?"

Snape handed Dumbledore a small bottle of clear liquid. There was only about half a bottle in it. The previous half bottle had been used on Karkaroff's body. This was the few he had in stock.

"Professor Dumbledore, what's going on?" Professor McGonagall glanced at Hera apologetically, and then asked immediately.

"Minerva, please be patient, we will hear what he has to say," said Dumbledore, "Hera, you are doing very well."

Hera nodded, didn't say anything, just stood aside silently, he probably already guessed what would happen next.

In fact, Dumbledore did almost as he imagined. He opened Little Barty's mouth, poured three drops of liquid, and then pointed his wand at the man's chest and said, "Resuscitate quickly!"

Barty Jr. opened his eyes, his eyes glazed over, his cheeks slack.Dumbledore crouched in front of him, face to face with him.

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(End of this chapter)