[HP] Missy and Mischief

"—Is that the Dark Mark? Professor, Fred chased that dark wizard to the duel hall—he may be in danger!" Cassandra said eagerly.

Professor Snape gave her a deep look. His face was paler than usual, and his cold black eyes shone with a strange light.Cassandra shivered involuntarily.

He said simply: "Wake Weasley up, we're going to the castle."

Then he waved his wand, and cast the "Zombie Floating" spell like the one he used to transport Peter Pettigrew, and old Mr. Crouch floated into the air.

"Wake up." She pushed George. "We have to hurry up."

The scars on George's face had disappeared, but the blood was still smeared all over his face. He opened his eyes after shaking his eyelashes with difficulty...and then saw the gloomy Snape.

"Am I going to hell?" he couldn't help asking.

Cassandra: "If you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll see you soon."

George showed a choked expression, and followed the two Slytherins, one big and one small, resentfully.

They had barely entered the towering shadowy confines of the castle when Fred Weasley came running towards them.

"He ran, Apparated right under my nose! I should have jumped in and grabbed him!" Fred said without stopping, before he realized that the person who had come to deal with the problem was Greasy Instead of Dumbledore, the tired old bat stopped his mouth in embarrassment, coughed twice and said, "I mean, after a fierce fight, the dark wizard escaped unfortunately."

Snape said with a sneer, "If you're really so clueless as to follow a shadow, I wouldn't be surprised that there will be one less person on the Weasley family tree."

He sent old Mr. Crouch to a bed in the hospital wing (Madame Pomfrey was not there, she was waiting in a tent next to the Quidditch pitch, on call for battle-damaged warriors), and turned to look at the three students , ordered: "You three, come with me to see Dumbledore now."

Professor Snape's lips were drawn into a straight line, as if troubled by something.And he couldn't help covering his left arm with his hand, as if he was fighting against the void with all his strength.Fortunately, this abnormality only lasted for a short time, he threw back the black robe, and turned back into the mighty Head Slytherin.

"Come on, don't make me say it a second time."

"It's really unreasonable," Fred muttered, leaning his head to observe the wound on his brother's forehead, and after finding that it was smooth and unobstructed, he retracted his neck again, "I guess the only thing left to do is the awards ceremony." Look."

—But they went just in time.

Except for Viktor and Fleur who were out early, there was no movement in the maze.

After waiting for half an hour, not only did no champion walk out of the maze holding the trophy, but a terrifying Dark Mark rose above the castle... Someone screamed, but Dumbledore forcibly suppressed all of them.

His face was so terrible, there was no benevolent smile, no spark of joy in the blue eyes, and cold anger in every line of his old face.

Dumbledore stood up from the judges' table, waved the wand in his hand that was full of gaps and burls, circles of magical halos oscillated, and the hedge retreated from the twisted shape to form a circle.The underground labyrinth also rose up accordingly, and the uplifted earth and rocks were churning and twisting. When the dust dispersed, the "halls" built by the magic power disappeared.

All the audience watched in awe as the old white wizard easily completed the feat of changing the terrain with a wave, just like seeing Moses divide the sea.

They also clearly saw Cedric Diggory in the center of the maze, unobstructed by any external objects, and his life and death were uncertain.Harry Potter, who was supposed to appear there, and the Triwizard Tournament trophy, which symbolized victory, were nowhere to be seen.

In the relative seat at the very front of the auditorium, Cedric's father, Amos Diggory, pushed away all the people around him, and rushed to the field desperately, "Sed! Don't stop me! I want to visit my How is your son?"

This restlessness seemed to be contagious, and another handsome black-haired man couldn't help but shouted, "Why is Harry missing? Remus, I said a long time ago that this is definitely a conspiracy against him." !"

Lupine could only reassure him over and over again: "Dumbledore is here, nothing will happen, Padfoot. Take it easy..."

This level of reassurance doesn't seem to be helping.When Professor Snape led the three of them through the auditorium, almost everyone was talking loudly about the strange situation.

Newt Scamander said anxiously: "I saw Voldebat... This is definitely not normal. The poison horned beast, curled devil and Tebo warthog I placed before are gone, Mr. Dumbledore, let it go!" They don't care if there's a big problem."

And at this moment, with the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, two figures appeared on the playing field.It was Harry Potter and Viktor Krum, the former holding the latter, and holding a shiny golden trophy tightly in his hand.

The confused crowd burst into enthusiastic cheers and shouts, and the sound drowned out Cassandra's sharp question: "Is that Krum? Then who is in the auditorium?"

No wonder her nerves were on edge, there was already a dark wizard pretending to be Moody, and now there were two Krums—

A powerful big hand held her and squeezed her palm comfortingly.

"Don't be afraid, there are so many people here, nothing will happen again," George said.

Dumbledore rushed over and squatted down in front of Harry. They seemed to be talking about something, and Fudge, the Minister of Magic, also leaned over, and immediately shouted in horror: "Merlin, he's dead! Deng!" Blido, Krum is dead!"

Word spread, and the advancing crowd spread it like a sea wave... All shouted—screams echoed through the night—"He's dead!" "He's dead!" "Victor Krum! Dead!"

Sirius Black jumped from the audience, luckily he remembered to cast himself a Levitation Charm, and he ran all the way to Harry, then tried to pull him up from the ground.

On the other side, Viktor Krum himself raised his thick black eyebrows for the first time, and said with an extremely puzzled expression: "Is there something wrong with my English level? Why do you say I'm dead—— "

………………

The Dark Mark over the castle was torn apart by Dumbledore's huge phoenix Patronus.It radiated a kind of divine power, as if the Patronus could also burn and heat, easily dissipating the evil skeleton from the night sky, as if it had never appeared before.

Fred and George, Cassandra, Harry, Black, Cornelius Fudge, Albus Dumbledore, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall were crammed into a small Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

The curved wine bottle that fell from the fake Moody, a bunch of keys, a magic eye bead, and a wooden leg lined up on the desk.

And Fred had just finished telling their story at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, about old Mr. Crouch and the straw-haired wizard who tried unsuccessfully to murder him, fled and shot the Dark Mark into the sky.

"Barty Crouch." A name came out of Professor Snape's tight lips.There was a mixture of disbelief and hatred on his face.

"Yes, he wanted to kill Mr. Crouch," Fred nodded in confusion. "He used the appearance of Professor Moody at first, let us get out of the way..."

"No, that's Barty Crouch Jr." Harry said palely, "I heard Voldemort call his name, and after he failed to murder his father, he Apparated to the graveyard."

The moment they heard the name "Voldemort", everyone except Dumbledore felt a haze in their hearts, and Fudge's reaction was even more exaggerated——

He was shocked, as if someone had hit him hard in the face, as if he couldn't quite believe what he had just heard.He stammered: "Mysterious man... nonsense... you must be joking!"

"You saw the Dark Mark and Karkaroff's body with your own eyes." Dumbledore stared at him with displeasure. "We must accept the reality... If he comes back, simply denying it is useless."

Sweat was streaming down Fudge's chubby face, "But—but there's no proof of who that body is! In case, I mean in case, Durmstrang has Krum's twin Bro cheating or something—”

"I think we can find out who that is." George, who had been silent all this time, interrupted him, thinking, "Harry, do you still have your Marauder's Map?"

"What? Professor Moody borrowed it..." Harry was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to react suddenly, "The Marauder's Map is flying!"

A piece of parchment deftly slipped out of the closed drawer and flew into his hand.

"Oh...the Marauder's Map."

Sirius Black suddenly showed a mixed expression of surprise and nostalgia, in contrast to the complex and disgusted expressions of Snape and Cassandra——

In front of them, the blank parchment was automatically folded and unfolded, the lines of ink emerged, and the map of the entire castle and the small black dots representing the names of people were vividly visible.

Cassandra finally understood how the twins had evaded her night watch last year.

As the Weasley twins and Harry expected, they not only found "Igor Karkaroff" staying in the hospital wing, but also found the name of the crowded people in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office. Also includes "Alastor Moody".

In just a moment, Dumbledore showed a completely awakened and grateful expression.He turned to look at the big box by the wall, and inserted the key on the table into the keyhole.Open the box, inside is a pile of spell books.Dumbledore closed the box, inserted the second key into the second lock, and opened it again. Inside the box was no longer a spell book, but various broken looking glasses, some parchments and quills, and a A silver invisibility cloak.Harry watched in amazement as Dumbledore inserted the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth keys into the lock and opened the chest, each time revealing something different.Finally, he inserted the seventh key into the lock, and lifted the lid of the box*, Cassandra and the twins beside her all let out a low exclamation.

The bottom of the box turned out to be a big pit, like a basement. On the floor about three meters deep, there was a person lying on the floor, skinny as a stick, as if asleep.It's the real Mad-Eye Moody.His wooden legs were gone, the magic eyes were hollow under the lids, and several locks* were missing from his gray hair.

"He's alive..." said Dumbledore, "perhaps the best news of the evening."

After the real Moody woke up, the conspiracy that lasted the whole school year was also unveiled by them...

Back in the summer, Barty Crouch Jr. attacked and disguised himself as Mad-Eye Moody, and took the real Moody with the Imperius Curse in his box so he could keep using his hair to make Polyjuice agent.The wine bottle that Batty never leaves for a moment contains compound decoction. He must drink it regularly, otherwise he will return to his original appearance as the three of them saw.

Cassandra said meanly and calmly: "I discovered this half a year ago, but unfortunately no one took it to heart."

"Yes, you sensed some secrets in his bottle - but he switched to painkillers just in time, and we can't just raid the office of an honest ex-Auror until we have solid evidence." Dumbledore sighed, his blue eyes filled with exhaustion, "He managed to trick me and almost killed his father himself."

In addition to pretending to be Moody's teacher, this loyal Death Eater has not forgotten his companions imprisoned in Azkaban.He designed to blow up the gate, and with the active cooperation of Bellatrix, the trophy became a portkey, and Karkaroff, who was forced to drink compound potion and turned into Krum, was to ensure that Harry Lee sent the last ring away.

Cassandra's accusation was cunningly exonerated, Harry didn't realize that he sent the Marauder's Map to the enemy himself, Fred and George missed the crucial moment of Karkaroff's negotiation with Barty...

In any case, Barty's flawed plan really worked.

"By the way, when Batty appeared, he kept covering his eyes, and he looked seriously injured." Harry said.

Cassandra: "Oh, I wouldn't be surprised if he went blind - I cast a jinx at him."

Blake raised his eyebrows beside him, showing an expression of appreciation.But under Professor Snape's deathly gaze, he didn't say anything.

"Nice job, Cassandra," Harry said for his godfather.

They were urged back to their dormitory by Professor McGonagall.

Regardless, the night of thrills came to an end, and for the four kids, it was time to leave things up to the adults to negotiate.

"I always feel that darkness is coming." Cassandra said softly.

She and the twins parted at the end of the corridor, only their red hair was warm and dazzling in the cold night.

The author has something to say:

A little spoiler: the next two volumes are to find the most HE route among all the cruel endings of the original book, and dig out a perfect possibility from all the impossible.

And it doesn't count if you don't speak, Kai'Sa will be an adult during the summer vacation...

感谢在2021-12-0320:18:37~2021-12-0420:03:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: the cat that eats dirt, one sniff;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: no more than 20 bottles of wine; 5 bottles of Youyingfengdeng and Junmoyuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!