Hogwarts: When the live Q&A goes live

Chapter 277 Harry: Even if Voldemort is resurrected, he can't kill me with a spell
On the way back to the dormitory, most of the news he saw today surprised him.

No matter what Professor Moody found him and told him from the bottom of his heart.

It was still the man seen in Professor Dumbledore's memory.

That man named Barty Crouch Jr.

The son of old Barty Crouch, former Director of the Legal Department of the Ministry of Magic, turned out to be a Death Eater.

However, there is a very coincidental thing.

Harry had seen him.

That's right, he had seen the man named Barty Crouch Jr.

But not in reality, but in a dream.

In that strange, eerie dream.

That hissing snake sound, that gloomy man's voice, was a little thick and bewitching.

Harry knew who it was.

The famous Dark Lord, Mr. Voldemort.

For no reason, Harry just knew that there was a baby who was hiding and didn't show up until the last moment.

The so-called Dark Lord, a mysterious man who rules people with fear, Mr. Voldemort.

As for Barty Crouch Jr., he stood up in person at the end of Harry's dream.

So Harry knew that what he saw was Barty Crouch Jr.

Only when he told Dumbledore these things, these things he saw in his dream.

The strange expression on the old man's face seemed to penetrate into his heart.

"Harry, he's dead long ago, in more than ten years, before the court of the Wizengamot."

When he heard this, Harry was stunned for a long time.

It never occurred to him that he would see a dead man in his dream.

Voldemort seems to be dead now too.

Harry suddenly realized.

Since they are all dead people, and the person in the dream has already died, there shouldn't be any problem.

It's just that Harry, who was in deep thought at the time, didn't see it.

There seemed to be a trace of solemnity in the strange look in Dumbledore's eyes.

Can't figure it out, can't touch it.

"Harry, you're back, what did Professor Moody tell you?"

Walking back into the Gryffindor common room, the first thing Harry saw were Hermione and Ron.

They were both waiting for him in the lounge.

This made him feel a warmth in his heart.

"Well, I'm back."

He said.

"Professor Moody didn't embarrass you, did he tell you the content of the game again?"

Ron asked curiously.

Harry had already told them his guesses before.

Both of them knew, of course, that it was Moody who Harry had been suspicious of.

It is believed that he dropped the note with his name on it into the Goblet of Fire.

Some rules are even avoided.

"That's right, Professor Moody once again told me part of the key content of the game, and this time he also said something else."

"Interesting and very important news."

Harry looked up, and before he knew it, he had already sat back by the fireplace.

There were only three of them in the common room.

On this somewhat cold night, Harry told the two of them part of what had happened tonight.

For him, if Hermione, Ron, and Draco couldn't be trusted.

So who else can he trust?
A trusted... friend.

"So that's the case. Doesn't that mean that there is a Death Eater hiding in Hogwarts right now, who might attack you at any time?"

Hermione covered her mouth and said in surprise.

"Exactly, yes, Hermione."

"But he won't attack me at this time of day, because there is a professor around, he doesn't dare to attack me openly, he can only do some small tricks secretly, such as the Triwizard Tournament."

"Only by doing some tricks on the Triwizard Tournament, would it be possible for me... to die."

Harry said nonchalantly, but the look in his eyes, which was lazy but sharp, was obviously not as indifferent as it appeared on the surface.

However, the confident Harry is not afraid of those actions on the surface at all, but he is very afraid of the possible hidden actions and feet.

The gun is easy to hide, and the dark arrow is hard to prevent.

He is still very clear about this similar reasoning.

Even if Voldemort came personally, it would take a fight to see if his opponent was right.

Harry was at the height of his confidence right now.

He still has great confidence in his current strength.

He was absolutely sure that not even Voldemort could kill him with a single spell.

At least...at least two shots.

Except, of course, for the Avada Kedavra.

One of the three unforgivable curses hit him, that's no joke.

Harry didn't think his small body could withstand the Avada Kedavra curse cast by Voldemort.

Self-confidence is self-confidence, but that is not arrogance.

What's more, Harry knew himself very well.

A reckless man is a reckless man, not some fool who wants to die.

"Will that Death Eater attack you in the next match?"

Ron frowned and asked worriedly.

"I don't know. If he shows up on his own initiative, I can't wait to see him. Even if I can't beat him now, I can last until the professor comes."

"I'm afraid that if he hides and refuses to do anything, just waiting for an opportunity, then I will be really in danger. No one knows what kind of things those lunatics can do."

Thinking of this, Harry was also a little upset.

If the Death Eaters were like this, it would be embarrassing for him to be a fool.

Simple-minded brawn?
No no no, wouldn't that be his cousin Dudley?

Empty with power but no brains?
Isn't this about Voldemort?

"Maybe we can figure out a way to lure that Death Eater into showing up."

Hermione, who had been listening to Harry's conversation with Ron, said suddenly.

"what?"

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione at the same time.

"We need a bait to lure that Death Eater to take the bait. As long as that Death Eater takes the bait, Harry won't have to worry about it in the Triwizard Tournament."

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this plan is possible.

Hermione was brimming with motivation.

She felt that as long as the three of them worked together, maybe they could really catch that Death Eater.

"Tell me about your plan, Hermione, what should we do?"

Before Harry could speak, Ron couldn't wait to speak.

Catch the Death Eaters.

Or catch a Death Eater hiding inside Hogwarts.

If the three of them succeed, how will the outside world comment on the three of them?How would you evaluate him?
"I haven't figured out how to do it yet, I just suddenly had an idea."

Unexpectedly, Hermione rolled her eyes at the two of them, and said bluntly.

If she knew what to do, she would have done it.

Now I just have an idea, and several people need to come together to perfect this idea.

"Then let's think together, who can attract the attention of the Death Eaters to be the bait first."

said Harry.

His face was calm, and there was a little smile in his eyes, obviously he had already made a decision in his heart.

(End of this chapter)