Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 312 310.You are the most loyal child of the Dark Lord

In the Hogwarts classroom dormitory, Moody was carefully preparing the Polyjuice Potion. Suddenly, the flame in the fireplace started to burn automatically, but the faint green light emitted told others that this was no ordinary flame.

The green flame formed a human face, a fat and obscene face.

"what is that?"

Fat Face said.

"What else could it be? Polyjuice Potion of course. Is your brain also lost, Wormtail?"

Moody didn't even raise his head and continued configuring.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by others with such a big name?"

Fat Face spoke again.

"No one wants to visit a crazy old lunatic. I'm much more cautious than you."

With a sarcastic smile on his face, Moody put the last bit of material into the crucible, and then turned to the other party with sharp eyes: "You will make it easier for me to be discovered this way."

"Don't you know by the fireplace that the Headmaster of Hogwarts is Dumbledore? You idiot."

Although he was called a fool, Fat Face was not angry. Instead, he said helplessly: "I can't help it, little Barty. It was our king who asked me to do this. He has a secret communication method, Dumbledore." You won’t find out.”

"You have no right to call me that." Moody snapped.

Peter quickly said: "I'm sorry, Crouch."

"I don't want to hear that last name."

This time the voice was louder than before, and at the same time it was full of disgust, as if he hated this surname deeply.

Peter:.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he immediately had a new explanation.

"The Dark Lord's most loyal child."

Hearing this title, Moody's face showed a satisfied smile.

Peter was relieved and praised his wit.

He knew that the guy in front of him was not his true face, but the appearance after taking Polyjuice Potion to transform him. He was Voldemort's most loyal and trustworthy subordinate - Barty Crouch Jr., a dark wizard with great power. He was taught dark magic by Voldemort himself, and once said that the relationship between him and Voldemort was deeper than a real father and son, and Voldemort himself did not refute it after knowing it.

"How is the plan going? The Dark Lord wants to know the progress." Peter asked quickly.

He wanted to shout, 'Your father wants to know the progress,' but after much thought, he didn't dare to ask.

Voldemort didn't refute, but he didn't admit it either.

Peter, who was cautious by nature, did not dare to do this.

"It's going pretty well. He is currently ranked second. The first is his brother, the Mudblood born into a Muggle family."

Moody said very naturally, and after seeing Peter's slightly anxious look, he continued: "Don't worry, I will personally take action in this last game, and Harry Potter will definitely get the first place."

"That's good, that's good."

After receiving a positive reply from 'Little Barty', Peter on the other end breathed a long sigh of relief.

"If you only have these questions, the chat will end here. The more you stay here, the more danger I will be exposed."

Moody said impatiently, and without waiting for Peter to answer, he waved his wand and the green flame of the fireplace disappeared without a trace.

On the other side, looking at the extinguished fireplace, Peter's face looked very ugly, but he did not dare to have an attack and just stayed there for a few seconds before leaving.

Damn 'Little Barty', sooner or later you will know how powerful Lord Wormtail is.

After interrupting the call, Moody paused while looking at the fireplace. After making sure that the other party would not find him again, he immediately walked towards the principal's office on crutches.

"Pile of cockroaches."

After saying the password, the stone statue's eyes slowly moved away, and the passage leading to the principal's office opened. Moody walked in, muttering quietly as he walked.

'Dumbledore's passwords are getting weirder and weirder. '

After a while, he came to the principal's office.

Dumbledore, who was sitting at his desk, had a tired look on his face. He had just sent Fudge away, and Moody came again before he had rested.

"What happened to be so anxious? Alastor."

Moody looked at Dumbledore solemnly and said, "Peter just found me."

Dumbledore's energy was lifted up with just one sentence, and all the fatigue in his body was swept away. He looked at Moody seriously and said, "What did he say?"

Moody told Dumbledore the conversation in the classroom and dormitory just now, and the two talked for a while. Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it, and a silver phoenix flew out of the office.

After a while, the door to the principal's office was pushed open again, and Dudley, wearing a set of black pajamas, walked in.

"Professor, is there anything we can't talk about the next day? It's already very late now, and it will seriously affect the next day's study."

"As a student, or a student under the age of twenty, poor sleep quality will have a great impact on memory."

Dudley's first words made Moody want to complain. Your learning progress has far surpassed that of ordinary wizards. As an old Auror who has retired for many years, I almost have nothing to teach you. There is a high probability that your learning can only be Self-study.

But in order to maintain his image as a professor, he still said nothing.

Dumbledore blinked, why did this sentence sound so familiar? It seems like someone said it before?

"There's news from Peter." It was Dumbledore who spoke. He looked at Dudley, who was sitting on a chair again, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Tom can't bear it anymore."

Then he repeated what Moody had just told him.

I don’t know if Dudley led him astray, but Dumbledore also started calling Voldemort Tom.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. After all, this is his original name.

It is this kind of revealing behavior that lets the other party know that there is a high probability that they will fall out in an instant.

Tom Tom Tom is such an ordinary name.

"Dudley, what do you think about this?"

"Sit and watch." Dudley looked up at Dudley and said, "The easiest and most appropriate way is to tell the Ministry of Magic, tell them all about Senior Tom's conspiracy from beginning to end, and notify the Aurors to handle the matter."

"After all, they are the law enforcement department of the wizarding world. Their main responsibility is to deal with dark wizards, and they are professional."

From a logical point of view, there is nothing wrong with Dudley's words, but when he said these words, the former Auror Moody's face changed slightly, while Dumbledore's expression remained normal, but he was waiting for Dudley to take over. If you go down.

It can be seen that neither of these two people trust Auror to handle this matter.

Even little Barty didn't hand it over to the Aurors and hand it over to the Ministry of Magic. Instead, he came up with a trick.

Dudley did not disappoint them either.

"It's a pity that the Ministry of Magic is not trustworthy. There are Death Eaters everywhere in every department, and the strength of the Aurors is, well... unsatisfactory."