HP: The New God from Hogwarts

Cedric drank the butterbeer in the cup, said goodbye to Oliver and the Weasley twins, and opened the door of the Three Broomsticks pub. The cold wind hit him face to face. He shivered and cast a warming charm on himself. .

The sky outside was already dark, but the wind and snow became more and more raging as the sky dimmed. He put on the thick cotton gloves hanging around his neck, hugged the paper bag with sweets, and headed towards Hogwarts despite the wind and snow. Walk slowly.

When the last light faded from the sky, he returned to Hogwarts. The Hufflepuff common room was dark, and it seemed that no one had returned yet.

Through the stairs, he saw a faint light in the girls' dormitory. He put the paper bag on the table in the lounge and walked towards the direction of the light.

He walked into the narrow passage and recognized it as Momo Wu's dormitory. The door was ajar, and the sound of crackling firewood came from the fireplace inside. The room was dark, with only the warmth from the burning fire in the fireplace. Light.

Someone should have come back. Before he came back, he had met Hannah and Neville at the Three Broomsticks Bar, and Vivian and Jenny at Mrs. Puddieffe's Teahouse. Therefore, it could only be Luna who came back.

He knocked lightly on the door: "Luna, are you there? Are you asleep?"

No one responded, so he still didn't push the door open. He just saw through the crack in the door that all the beds inside were empty. The bed that belonged to Taowu had a corner of the quilt lifted.

She seemed to have gone out again after she came back, probably with Sicklea from Ravenclaw.

He slowly walked to the sofa in the lounge, and the rich and melodious bells penetrated the thickness of the ground from the highest point of Hogwarts Castle and reached his ears.

Suddenly a white light flashed in his mind, and his face suddenly turned pale. He remembered.

That map is weird.

He saw a name that shouldn't appear in Hogwarts flashing across the map at the location of the bell tower.

That name is.

Barty Crouch Jr.!

A criminal who should be dancing with dementors in Azkaban Prison, a vicious Death Eater, a man that even his own father despised.

He was once a student of Ravenclaw, and Luna being with Sikelia would be in danger!

Cedric rushed out immediately.

In the corridor outside the tower, blood dripped to the ground, and Tom held Taowu's hand tightly.

"Please."

Perhaps it was a similar fate and the same character. Through Barty, he could see himself who was rejected by the world. This man and Tom in the past were both his most loyal believers, so Tom didn't want him to die.

The man kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head, looking at Tom with disbelief in his eyes, and his voice trembled.

"Lord, why? Why did you ask for her? You are the greatest Dark Lord? Who is she!"

Taowu rubbed her aching temples and cast a waking spell on herself. She had had enough fun and it was time to wake up.

Her mind suddenly became clear, and she lowered her eyes to look at the man again. She confirmed the identity of the man in front of her, Barty Crouch Jr., one of Voldemort's most loyal followers and the most insane man in Hogwarts.

Has he escaped at this time? His purpose in coming to Hogwarts to find him was...

Taowu's eyes followed the held wrist upwards and fell on Tom's handsome face. He just attacked her, probably to seize the diary.

"Barty Crouch Jr.?" She looked at Tom.

Tom nodded, and little Barty raised his head. His handsome face was ruined by his crooked nose. He hugged Tom's waist with his twisted hands. He seemed to have forgotten all the pain, excited and crazy.

"I finally found you!"

His nosebleeds all rubbed onto Tom's clothes, and Taowu couldn't bear to look at him and turned her head away.

She moved her wrist and commanded softly: "Let go!"

"Don't kill him," Tom repeated.

"If I want to kill him, can you stop me?"

It made perfect sense. Tom let go of his hand and took out the wand from Taowu's pocket. His long fingers gently lifted Little Barty's thin chin.

The man kneeling on the ground looked up at him under the influence of his hands. It was obviously a humiliating posture. Little Barty did not have any anger or unwillingness. The look he looked at Tom was admiration and piety.

Tom held the wand, and a shallow soft blue light poured out from the top of the wand, gently wrapping little Barty's broken nose. The blood puckered into a thin line and gradually stopped flowing, and he became handsome again.

Tom gently lifted the broken wrist, and the soft blue light once again surrounded little Barty's wrist.

Momo Wu stood aside and looked at them with her hands folded. It was enough. The country was indeed full of gays. If two men were randomly selected, they would be able to make a couple.

Tom felt a strange look from the side. He didn't have to think about it to know what Taowu was thinking about. There was a pile of picture books by Dumbledore and Grindelwald locked in the drawer. He followed her and read them.

He didn't want her to make up some weird erotic story with little Barty.

Little Barty looked at Taowu warily. Tom was his only faith in the chaotic world. Now, his faith was calling the silver-haired girl in front of him as his master.

He doesn't love anyone in the world and hates this filthy world in his eyes. Tom, who also hates his father, is his soul resonance and his guide of faith.

"I will resurrect you."

Momo raised her eyebrows, and the wand slipped out of Tom's hand and flew back into her hand.

The top of the wand pointed at Little Barty, her wrist slowly rose up, Little Barty lifted up as if someone had strangled her neck, her feet slowly left the ground, and the drowning-like suffocation instantly overwhelmed him.

"I don't approve of your resurrection action."

Little Barty's pale face turned red due to difficulty in breathing. His cold gray eyes looked at the silver-haired girl in front of him, stained with crazy red. It was a powerful and crazy power that he had never seen before.

He did not beg for mercy, nor did he struggle. His body trembled with excitement, his throat was strangled, and a roar of laughter came from the seams between his bones.

Taowu retracted her hand, and Little Barty was smashed to the ground like a tattered puppet. She glanced at Tom and remembered a passage in the book about Little Barty. He once proudly said that he had obtained Voldemort's power. Trust, his relationship with Voldemort was as close as a father and son.

she said to Tom.

"Your wild son, you come to deal with it."

Tom:?

Little Barty:!

The look in Little Barty's eyes when he looked at Taowu lost his vigilance and became enthusiastic and curious. He knew that in the face of such strength, he would not be able to revive his faith at all.

Moreover, his master seems to be following this girl willingly, and seems to have given up on truly resurrecting his body. What happened!

The castle was empty and lonely, and the bustling voices reached the top of the building through a hundred meters of air. Only a slight sound of laughter and frolics could be heard. It seemed that the trip to Hogsmeade was coming to an end.

"The students will be back soon, he can't stay here." Momo said to Tom.

Tom looked at Barty Jr., and the man shrugged: "I am hiding in your Riddle House now, and Nagini, like me, is waiting for you there."

Taowu suddenly raised her head and looked at Little Barty.