A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

"Another portkey, it seems he is well prepared." Adrian said lightly, his voice could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

"All students, led by the prefects, return to the castle and are not allowed to stay at the stadium." Dumbledore shouted loudly, then looked at Maxim and Karkaroff, "It seems that there are some unexpected situations in the competition. Please comfort the students of your respective schools."

"Where is Delacour?" Maxim said worriedly, "Hogwarts is responsible for hosting the Triwizard Tournament. If anything happens to Delacour, you will bear a large part of the responsibility, Dumbledore."

"I know, but the most urgent thing is not to cause unnecessary panic."

Maxim sighed deeply and led the students of Beauxbatons to the castle.

Karkaroff was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses from the fake Moody's speech. The Dark Lord is coming back, so how can he, a traitor, have a good harvest?

Run, you must run, and run fast.

"I'll go and appease the students of Durmstrang." Karkaroff's voice trembled as he quickly directed the students of Durmstrang to gather in the auditorium, while he quietly left the team halfway and disappeared.

"This is a major mistake of Hogwarts." Adrian said.

"I don't deny it." Dumbledore said in annoyance. He knew that someone in the school was using Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be someone else, but he didn't think of Moody.

First of all, Moody is a senior Auror with powerful magic power. It's not easy to subdue him.

Secondly, Moody is physically disabled, and it's too troublesome to play him. I didn't expect that the other party really played a disabled person for a year, and his personality and tone were exactly the same as Moody.

The most important thing is that Moody helped Harry Potter in the first project, which completely ruled out Moody's suspicion, because those who want to harm him will never find a way to help him.

"Miss Klein, do you have any way to find their location?"

"No."

"The Ministry of Magic will help find them." Fudge interrupted, "The Aurors will find them in the shortest possible time."

"Thank you."

Adrian said slowly, but he didn't have any hope for the Ministry of Magic.

The efficiency of finding people is important. By the time the Ministry of Magic finds them, it will be too late.

At this time, Genes came over with a self-blame on his face, "Sorry, Miss, he ran away."

"Is Aaron okay? Has he contacted you?"

"Not yet, but the young master will definitely be fine." Genes said confidently.

He was very sure of this. After all, he had trained Aaron for several years. Except for his true strength, he knew other aspects.

The desire to survive is extremely strong, and even in a dead end, he can dig out a ray of life.

What's more, when the man left just now, he mentioned that Aaron would not be in danger for the time being, so there is no need to worry too much. Maybe he will come back intact tomorrow.

......

On the other side, the five people landed on a weedy cemetery through the portkey.

It was gloomy and terrifying here, without any life. Not far away was a small church and a dilapidated old house. They were all rendered dark because they had been uninhabited for a long time.

"Where is this?" Fleur swallowed her saliva, "Ms. Maxime never said that the trophy was a portkey."

"Adrian didn't say it either, but I think we'd better leave here quickly." Aaron said calmly, then drew out his wand and pointed it at Krum, "But before that, we have to eliminate the unstable factors in the team."

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn. Harry, Cedric and Fleur were all a little at a loss. In addition to vigilantly drawing out their wands, they tacitly kept some distance from the two.

Krum drew out his wand and confronted, sneering, "Are you going to attack me now?

I think this is the trap you set up and tricked all of us to come to this ghost place to achieve your ulterior purpose."

Aaron raised his eyebrows, didn't say much nonsense, and directly recited the disarming spell.

"Expelliarmus."

The reddish light knocked down Krum's wand. Just as he was about to subdue him, Cedric pointed his wand at him.

"Don't move."

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "You should trust me at this time."

"That's why I didn't do it right away." Cedric said, "You should give us an explanation."

"You can explain, but we have to leave this place quickly." Aaron said anxiously, "It's very dangerous here. If we don't retreat, it may be too late."

The three of them were unmoved. In their opinion, the cemetery was quite gloomy, but this piece of land was obviously not more dangerous than two abnormal wizards.

"Gan!" Aaron smiled bitterly and turned to look at Harry Potter, "It doesn't matter if you didn't listen to me before, but you must listen to me this time.

Viktor was not quite right when we were in the maze. Think about the dream you had. This is a conspiracy against you and me."

Hearing this, Harry hesitated for a while and made up his mind, "Leave here first."

"Harry..." Cedric wanted to say something else.

"I believe him."

"Very good." Aaron nodded with satisfaction, but the next moment a disarming spell was cast on him, and the black wand fell to the ground.

"This is just in case." Harry said guiltily.

Aaron blinked and felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, "Harry Potter, you will definitely regret it.

And you two, if I want to harm you, do you have a chance to stand here? "

"We can shoot red sparks, but now we don't even have the chance to shoot sparks." Krum said calmly, bringing the balance of trust that was leaning towards Aaron back to the balance point.

Aaron: ...

Why didn't you realize that Klum was so eloquent before?

"Let's talk after we leave here." Cedric put away their wands. "Harry, you and Fleur watch them. I'll go get the portkey back. I hope I can teleport again."

At this moment, Harry suddenly felt a splitting headache, and the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead burned like fire, more intensely than ever before.

"ah!"

Harry held his forehead and screamed in pain, even his wand slipped to the ground.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Cedric asked worriedly.

"Trophy, hurry up." Harry shouted with difficulty, already vaguely guessing what they would face next.

Aaron was about to run to the trophy, but as soon as he took two steps, a blue-white light ball fell at his feet.

"I don't want to do anything to you, but you'd better not move." Fleur said awkwardly.

Aaron stopped helplessly and looked at Harry Potter, who was holding his head and screaming, and couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face.

Just now they had a chance to leave, but now the reaction of the scar showed that the real owner had arrived, and it might not be easy to leave again.

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked towards them.

He was a short man wearing a hooded cloak and holding a wrinkled dwarf in his arms.

"It's really too late now." Aaron murmured.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Cedric shouted, pointing his wand at them.

"Kill the people who are in the way." The dwarf made a hoarse voice.

"Avada Kedavra."

Intense green light shot out from the figure's hand and rushed straight towards Cedric.

Aaron hit him with a sliding shovel, tripping Cedric down and luckily escaping the death curse.

"You owe me a life." Aaron took out his wand from Cedric's pocket, and then looked at the figure, "Peter Pettigrew, right? I have to say that you are much bolder now than last year!"

Last year you only knew how to run away, but this year when we first met, you cast a death curse! "

Pettigrew took off his hood, revealing his wretched face with a hint of panic.

He didn't speak, but the dwarf he was holding said indifferently: "Long time no see, Gaius."

"It's been a long time. It's a great honor for me to have the famous Lord Voldemort miss him for several years!" Aaron's expression was complicated, but he didn't have much fear.

Hearing this, Fleur took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground. Her body was trembling uncontrollably. Cedric also looked pale and silent.

They knew there might be danger here, but they didn't expect it to be this dangerous.

This is the Dark Lord! It is the shadow that hangs over the entire magical world.

Although he seems to be just a weak dwarf now, the entire magical world treats him as a taboo person just by virtue of his name, and they have little courage to resist.

"So, you arranged all this?"

"I have a servant who is loyal to me. He has never wavered in his loyalty to me for more than ten years."

"It can't be this coward!" Aaron looked at Pettigrew contemptuously.

"Of course not. He had to obey my orders because of fear."

Wormtail trembled obviously, "Master, I, I am loyal to you."

"Shut up, Wormtail, I can tell."

"Yes, yes, yes master."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Aaron shook his head and said, "What a humble reptile!"

“It’s really humble, so humble that it’s annoying.

But he is still useful, and I really can’t live without him now. Voldemort made no secret of his weakness, and then changed the subject, "But I will get my magic back soon, and this requires the cooperation of one of you." "

"Harry Potter?" Aaron glanced at Harry who was still in pain, thought for a while and said, "You need him. If you want to be fully resurrected, you need his presence or something from him. "

"clever.

My servant lurked at Hogwarts for a year in order to give Harry Potter access to the Portkey.

This is my father's grave. It's far away from Hogwarts. No one can find it, not even Dumbledore. Voldemort said proudly, clearly telling Aaron not to have any other ideas.

"Alas!" Aaron let out a long sigh, "Since what you need is Harry Potter, can you let a few of us go?

If possible, after using Harry Potter, can you return him intact? If not, let me leave him to collect his body. "

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, with a cough mixed in the laughter, "You are still as funny as before,

But do you think it's possible? "

Aaron: ...

You still have to have fantasies, what if they come true!