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Is he dead? "Hermione muttered, covering her mouth, looking at the broken, disgusting body in front of her.

"I think so!" Dumbledore nodded, in his impression that neither Madam Pomfrey's medical magic nor Snape's potion could save a cooked wizard.

"Unfortunately, if you can catch Barty Crouch Jr. alive, you might be able to ask something." Ivan was somewhat disappointed. After so much effort this time, there was still an oversight.

"We can't expect everything to be perfect, at least now Alastor has been saved. When he wakes up, he should be able to solve some doubts for us." Dumbledore said with relief.

Although he was also on the battlefield in the previous battle, but Barty's suicidal actions really exceeded his expectations. In addition, he had to protect Hermione and Moody, who had passed out in a coma, so he could not be timely. Stop it.

Ivan nodded, and now he can only hope to get some information from Moody's.

Dumbledore waved his magic wand and turned into a white cloth to cover the body of Barty Crouch Jr., then turned his head and looked at Ivan again, and said in a deep voice.

"I have to say that your strength and diligence are always so unexpected, Hals, I thought you might need some help to defeat Barty Jr. and Alastor..."

"That's right, professor, if you hadn't come in time, I would have almost died there..." Ivan shrugged helplessly, but before he could finish speaking, Dumbledore interrupted.

"You don't have to belittle yourself, Hals. I know Aristo's strength very well, plus Barty Crouch, a young man who is proficient in dark arts, and the two work together.

Dumbledore, who had witnessed the entire battle in person, naturally saw it clearly. Except for the last suicide attack by Barty Jr., Ivan was perfectly able to deal with the two.

This kind of strength has even surpassed Silifus. If Silifus were to do it, he might be able to subdue Batty and Moody, but it would never be as easy as Ivan.

Hermione on the side said proudly. "A few days ago, Professor McGonagall said in class that Ivan's transformation magic is better than her, and it's not far from yours."

Hermione's praise made Ivan embarrassed, and he certainly understood that Professor McGonagall had mistakenly taken him to bind Norbert with the Transfiguration Curse.

It's a pity that it was all performed, and he may not be able to do it now...

Hermione didn't know this. In her opinion, Ivan was able to defeat Moody and Barty Jr. at the same time. It was very remarkable. This was something that even professors couldn't do.

In her impression, only President Dumbledore was better than the professors.

But this would leave the dark secret room, and Hermione also keenly noticed the abnormality of Ivan's body, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask.

"Ivan, your hands and your face... is that special magic?"

Ivan was stunned for a moment and hurriedly raised his hand to take a look. Although he had been released from the dragonized state at the end of the battle, his control over this new bloodline magic was very limited.

Probably because it took too long to maintain the dragonization this time, there are still some dragon scales still remaining on his arm, which has not completely faded away.

Under Hermione's curious gaze, Ivan looked a little embarrassed. He couldn't see what he was like now, so he had to speak in a serene manner. "Almost? This is my unique magic, will it be ugly?"

Hermione stared at Ivan for a while, and shook her head with red cheeks. These crimson dragon scales were not unsightly, but they covered Ivan's neck and arms, giving him a different kind of charm.

It was the faint coercion that made Hermione very uncomfortable, as if being stared at by a three-headed dog or a fire dragon.

Regarding this, Hermione had no intention of concealing it, and truthfully stated her feelings.

Long Wei? Ivan raised his eyebrows, no wonder Barty Crouch Jr. and Moody suddenly interrupted the cast in the previous battle.

He thought that someone was helping him secretly, but he didn't expect that this coercion was actually incidental to the dragon transformation. It is no wonder that the deformed horned snoring beast would fear him so much.

Just as Ivan was thinking about it, Dumbledore suddenly spoke harshly.

"I think I need to remind you, Hals, that magical transformation is extremely dangerous, especially at your current age... it looks like this is not the first time you have done this."

Dumbledore's expression was very serious. He had noticed Ivan's abnormality early in that battle. Combining several fire dragons from this year's Top Three Cup, he quickly realized that Ivan had used dragon blood to accomplish this magic. Transfiguration~www.mtlnovel.com~ But if he remembers correctly, Ivan already had the blood of a unicorn when he was in the first grade, and in the second grade he finished second under the "deception" of Tom Riddle. Magic transformation.

It is incredible that a wizard can live in two bloodlines at the same time without losing control. Dumbledore can only attribute it to the fact that Slytherin's attainments in the field of potions surpassed his imagination.

Maybe... Ivan's great luck will be added.

The combination of the two together creates a miracle!

He thought this was the end, but he didn't expect Ivan to recklessly choose to fuse the third bloodline.

Although it seemed that the magic transformation was very successful this time, no one could be sure whether there would be any serious hidden dangers if the blood was merged multiple times, and Ivan's excessive thirst for power also made him a little worried.

"Professor, what is magic transformation? Is it dangerous? Ivan will be fine, right?" Before Ivan could reply, Hermione asked urgently.

Dumbledore explained in a deep voice:

"Generally speaking, a wizard who wants to improve his magic power can only rely on day-to-day spell practice and knowledge accumulation.

But there are always exceptions. Some wizards use potions, contracts, alchemy, and specific spells to transform themselves to increase their strength and break through their own upper limits. I call these magic transformations. "

Having said this, Dumbledore paused, his eyes turned to Ivan again, and continued solemnly.

"Hals, I don't know what kind of magic knowledge you got in the secret room of Slytherin. As far as I know, every ritual corresponding to magic transformation is extremely dangerous. There have been countless The wizard died as a result! So the mainstream wizards in the magic world from all over the world have all given up such a dangerous attempt..."

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"In the past 100 years, there is probably only one exception in England who have successfully undergone magical transformation and survived, except you." Dumbledore's words were very sharp.

"Who?" Ivan asked subconsciously, but a figure flashed through his mind.

"Tom Riddle, or we can call him Voldemort!" Dumbledore looked at Ivan carefully and said.

Hermione was taken aback.

Ivan opened his mouth, wanting to explain a few words, and finally closed his mouth dejectedly, saying nothing.

Dumbledore saw Ivan's reaction in his eyes and continued speaking without stopping.

"Tom fears death and is fascinated by the power of magic. This is extremely dangerous. However, he himself did not realize this. After successfully graduating from Hogwarts, he is still conducting various dangerous black magic studies, and The most evil guys in the wizarding world mingled together, so that they got deeper and deeper in the quagmire of black magic.

Ten years after he graduated, he once returned to Hogwarts once, hoping to take up a position in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

Having said this, Dumbledore waved his magic wand, and a strange, pale human face slowly appeared on the table, which looked like wax, very narrow and weirdly twisted, with bright red blood in the whites of his eyes.

"This is what Tom looked like at that time." Dumbledore said with a little emotion and regret. "I guessed at the time that he should have undergone many magical transformations like you, but he is not as lucky as you. Obviously His power is out of control..."

Ivan looked at the pale face on the table with a somewhat complicated expression.

Voldemort's multiple fusion of blood is not unexpected, because the book "The Origin of Blood" was found by Tom Riddle and placed in the forbidden book area.

Even he could find a way to fuse multiple bloodlines in the secret room of Slytherin, not to mention Tom Riddle, the true Slytherin heir.

It's just that the other party does not have the support of the system, can not solve the problem of blood impulse, and refuses to give up this shortcut to quickly improve strength, so that in the end it becomes human and ghost...

"Professor! Ivan is not the same as a mysterious man..." Hermione suddenly broke the calm by speaking.

Ivan turned her head in surprise, Hermione was staring at him firmly, her eyes full of trust, and she did not fear him because of Dumbledore's previous words.

"You once told us that the mysterious man is an extremely selfish person who doesn't know what love is and has no friends. But Ivan is not like that. He will help Harry practice the spell and change Ron at the ball. A new dress..." Hermione gushed about Ivan's help to everyone, and she explained every little thing in her memory clearly.

Ivan, who was listening, felt a little embarrassed, and was touched by Hermione's trust in her.

"Of course, I know this very well, Miss Granger." Dumbledore interrupted Hermione's words with a smile. "Hals and Tom are naturally different. He is much better than Tom..."

Having said that, Dumbledore probably felt that his words were a little bit ambiguous, so he looked at Ivan and added. "We might as well put it another way. No one of all the students I have taught can achieve so much at your age, even Tom Riddle."

"Your talent is undoubtedly, Hals, surpassing me, and even becoming the most powerful wizard in the history of the magical world is only a matter of time...

So what you need to do most is to understand the powers you have and tap their potential, instead of adding more uncontrollable factors..." Dumbledore said comfortingly.

In his opinion, it is incredible that Ivan can be compatible with several different bloodlines at the same time, but Ivan's use of bloodlines can only be described as crude.

"In addition, I hope you can remember one thing, Hals, the accumulation of knowledge and the power of belief are the roots of the wizard's power. If you are indulged in the power of these bloodlines, you will never be able to grasp the true mystery of magic!" Dumbledore reminded.

"I see, Professor." Ivan nodded hastily.

He knew very well that Dumbledore was not malicious and really wanted to advise himself.

He couldn't understand the disadvantages of multiple magic transformations. If it weren't for the help of the system during the fusion of bloodlines these few times, he would have been killed by the blood pulse...

And as the number of blood fusions increased, Ivan also noticed that the benefits of his blood fusion were gradually decreasing.

Now his strength is no better than before, a powerful bloodline magic is just icing on the cake for him, it is difficult to get a qualitative improvement.

It was just the news that Voldemort was about to resurrect before brought too much pressure on him, forcing him to continue to fuse blood to obtain the strength to protect himself.

After all, the fusion of the bloodline and the protection mode provided by the system is the only means that can greatly increase the strength in a short time~www.mtlnovel.com~ and they happen to be matched...

While the others were talking, Moody, who had been lying on the chair behind him, suddenly jumped up from the chair. However, when he landed, his left foot was completely empty and he fell heavily to the ground.

Regarding this as another attack, Moody waved his cane nervously and yelled frantically.

"Where are my feet? Where are my feet? You bugs, get out of my mind, and if you have the courage, come and compete head-on..."

Moody's crazy behavior went beyond the expectations of everyone present. Hermione cautiously avoided being hit by Moody's stick, and asked tentatively.

"Are you okay? Professor Moody..."

After Moody waved wildly for a while, he stopped panting, his mind seemed to be a little stunned, and his strange magic eyes stared at a few people. After coming over for a while, he said dryly.

"Oh, good evening, Albus, Miss Granger... and... Hals!"

"Do you remember what happened before? Alastor?" Dumbledore stepped forward and helped Moody up, and asked.

"Of course I remember!" Moody struggled with his cane and looked very angry. "Barty Crouch Jr. and Pettigrew Peter broke into my room. I had a fight with them, deliberately using the blasting spell to make some noise."

"But they caught me before the Ministry of Magic arrived... Little Batty dressed up as me with a compound soup and fooled away the Aurors who were following it."

"A few years ago I warned them to look for every suspicious point carefully when handling the case!" Moody yelled irritably. According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, he cast a spell of mass destruction on the Muggle site. , Auror has the right to take him away for investigation.

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Moody reprimanded the Aurors for their perfunctory behavior, and after several minutes of cursing, he turned his head to look at Ivan and spoke.

"Halse, if the Aurors had your keen observation ability, the disguise of that **** would have been seen long ago."

"You praised, Professor Moody..." Ivan shrugged noncommittal.

As for Moody's violent temper, which Auror dared to question him carefully?

"What about afterwards, Alastor?" Dumbledore asked.

"Then they locked me for a while, and they seemed to be planning something. After the Aurors left, Barty Jr. let me out again, saying that they would lead me to see his master Voldemort!" Moody's expression looked on. Become very serious.

"Mysterious man?" Hermione's eyes widened, and she said in surprise. "So what Harry said is true, he has been resurrected?"

"At first I was taken aback, but luckily it didn't, at least I think so..." Moody slapped his mouth, muttering.

Hermione was completely confused and didn't quite understand what Moody meant.

Moody quickly solved her doubts. He held a cane in his right hand and knocked on the chair, transforming the chair into an oval bag with an opening at the top, like a baby swaddling.

"This is the Voldemort I saw!" Moody recalled the scene with palpitations.

Hermione leaned a few steps closer and found that a statue of a baby was actually wrapped in the bag. It was so lifelike that it looked like the real thing at first glance.

But the strange thing is that this baby has a flat snake face, the exposed skin is dark red, and it is covered with a layer of snake scales.

"It's Voldemort?" Hermione's mind was a little stunned. She really couldn't associate the terrifying Dark Lord in the story with the disgusting thing in front of him like a dead baby.

Ivan also glanced at it, and I have to say that Voldemort today is really ugly and amazing. After apparently losing most of his power, the power of the basilisk's bloodline has been out of control to the point of a severely alienated appearance.

"Hey, how? Surprised, right?" Moody grinned and said sarcastically. "When I first met, I didn't expect that the famous Dark Lord would be held in Peter's arms like a baby. When Barty pointed at him and told me that it was the Dark Lord, I almost thought they were laughing at me."

"Your guess is correct, Alastor, Voldemort has not been resurrected in the true sense." Dumbledore stared at the baby on the ground and the weird baby inside, paused, and continued solemnly.

"But compared to before, he has become stronger. He is no longer a poor ghost. He has acquired a body, which means he has the ability to cast spells again..."

Moody nodded. He uttered a few sarcasm as he did now, and then Voldemort, who was ashamed and furious, cast the Heartbreaking Charm himself and tortured him a lot.

This is enough to prove that Voldemort is not as fragile as it appears on the surface, and is still the extremely dangerous Dark Lord.

"He tortured me for a night with the Heart Drilling Curse, and then changed my memory when I was the weakest, so that I mistakenly thought that I was actually a fanatical Death Eater, but just kept lurking in the Ministry of Magic as an undercover..."

"I always knew that was wrong. How could Death Eaters catch so many dark wizards? I tried to correct this thought, but I couldn't control myself. He used the Imperius Curse on me to strengthen this belief. And use this to control my words and deeds.

I think I may be really old and my willpower is not as good as before. In short, he succeeded in turning me into an obedient puppet. "

Having said that, Moody sighed dejectedly.

"That's not your problem, Alastor, Voldemort has studied soul and black magic very deeply. No one knows exactly where he has come..." Dumbledore said with relief.

Ivan also nodded.

Even though Voldemort hasn't completely resurrected yet, his power is far inferior to his heyday, but no matter how the foundation is still there, it is simply not something ordinary wizards can contend.

You must know that in the original time and space, Voldemort unwittingly controlled Barty Crouch-the former executive director, Moody's boss could not even resist even a little resistance.

In contrast, Moody's performance was commendable, and it took Voldemort a lot of work to completely control him.

Of course, it may also be because modifying memory is a delicate word and needs to weaken Moody's will to resist as much as possible.

Ivan thought silently, while Moody on the side continued to talk about the follow-up.

"After that, Voldemort probably felt that I had succumbed, so when talking with Peter and Barty Jr., he didn't deliberately avoid it.

I heard that they were discussing a plan. Originally, Voldemort was expecting Barty Crouch Jr. to enter Hogwarts with a compound decoction pretending to be me, which is more conducive to the implementation of the plan.

After all, remote control with Imperius Curse is not very convenient after all~www.mtlnovel.com~ They can only order me to do something, but they can't know the progress of the matter in the first time. I need to report every time. Batty can give me another order. "

"Then why did they change this plan in the middle?" Ivan frowned and asked. This was also one of the two questions he hadn't figured out.

"I don't know." Moody shook his head, then thought of something, then continued. "I guess they must be worried that they will be seen through your map."

"It seems that Little Dwarf has revealed a lot about me... I thought he really didn't remember anything after he lost his memory." Ivan said with a sneer.

"In fact, even if there is no Peter, the map can't be hidden from them. Many people in the magic world know that it would be strange if Voldemort didn't notice this." Moody said.

Ivan was stunned for a moment, his face was a little weird, when did his live spot map be known to everyone?

"Have you forgotten? Ivan? When we helped Sirius overturn the case last year, you showed the live map and it was on the front page of the Daily Prophet the next day..." Hermione reminded.

She has collected every daily prophet about Ivan. After reading it many times, she naturally remembers it clearly.

Ivan patted his head, but he forgot about it.

He saw the wall of Daily Prophet in that secret room before. It is estimated that Little Batty is idle and has nothing to do on weekdays. He has studied himself very much. No wonder the chicken thieves are guarding against the map.

"You may have forgotten a little. Voldemort is a master of memory. He may have a way to help Peter retrieve some of his lost memories." Dumbledore added. "Peter was one of the creators of that map, and he must know how to avoid it."

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Listening to Dumbledore's words, Ivan nodded.

Before seeing the real thing, with just a few words in the Daily Prophet, even if Voldemort is a master alchemist, it is impossible to be 100% sure that the isolated space can evade the exploration of the live spot map.

So Voldemort must have found something in the memory of Peter Pettigrew.

"By the way, Professor, how did you and Hermione avoid the Marshal Map, or did you say you were in that secret room before I arrived?" Ivan asked curiously.

Dumbledore didn't mean to conceal, and immediately explained.

"Before the end of last year's schoolwork, I asked Sirius about the map of the spot. He specifically told me that they used a very interesting name magic when they made the map of the spot. I spent some time cracking it. It has found a way to temporarily hide the name."

"Actually, tonight, we have been following you all the time... But Professor Dumbledore was worried about being seen through by Professor Moody's magic eye, so he didn't dare to get too close." Hermione added from the side.

The corners of Ivan's mouth twitched. He was only tracking Moody's movements, but he didn't think that someone would follow him behind him.

As for Dumbledore's cracking of the magic on the Live Point map, Ivan was not surprised.

After all, this thing is just a more powerful magical item, and coupled with the key information provided by the founder of Sirius, it is naturally not difficult for a master of magic like Dumbledore.

He even suspected that Voldemort could also make a curse to temporarily shield the map of the live spot, but Barty was not capable of using it, or that it was not used at all.

After all, a Moody without a name is just as suspicious. Unless Voldemort can find a way to change his name, it is more reliable to control the real Moody with the Imperius Curse.

"Well, I don't think this is the time to discuss this." Dumbledore stopped the topic and turned to look at Moody. "Alastor, you haven't told us what Voldemort's plan is..."

"Voldemort needs me to bring Harry to him." Moody said.

"Through this Triple Finals?" Dumbledore asked again.

"Yes!" Moody nodded and nodded. "Little Batty ordered me to cast an obfuscation curse on the Goblet of Fire. Modify the rules of the competition and increase the number of participating schools to four. The fourth school that comes out has only one person to register. , So that we can ensure that Harry can become a warrior!"

"But how do you promise to bring Harry to the mysterious man?" Hermione really didn't understand. She had thought that the mysterious man was planning to get rid of Harry with the help of fire dragon and mermaid.

Moody went on to explain: "Waiting for the third game, the Warriors will enter a maze, where they will find the trophies for the top three matches. Barty Jr. plans to steal the trophies into the door keys so that they can successfully bypass. Hogwarts' protective magic."

"And it will be during the game, so you don't have to worry about someone tracking it through the traces of magic for a while..."

"All I need to do is try to get Harry to win this game and get the key to the door first!"

Moody talked a lot, dryly picked up the water glass placed on the table and took a sip, waiting for Ivan, Hermione, and Dumbledore to digest the information.

"Then they must have not expected Hals to participate suddenly. According to the results of the first two games, Harry is unlikely to win the championship, so I guess you changed your plan midway, right?" Asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, this was a big surprise to Barty Jr., because underage wizards are not allowed to participate in the Triple Finals Cup. But the situation is fortunate that Harry is the second place in the game, so just think of a way to get rid of the first place. Okay." Moody glanced at Ivan, the meaning was obvious.

"No wonder you said that you would lead me over sooner or later." Ivan muttered to himself.

It's just one thing that makes Ivan feel a little strange. Barty Young is obviously ready to die with him, but if he dies, who will complete Voldemort's mission?

Ivan curiously said his question.

"I don't know this." Moody shook his head, then guessed again.

"But Barty Jr. can lead you the day before the game so that he can put the door key into the maze first. Even if he dies in the end, Harry has a high probability of winning."

Ivan thought for a while, and felt very reasonable. Because of the special nature of the Goblet of Fire and the sudden incident, even if he suddenly disappeared on the day of the game and no one was seen, the game must continue.

As for the risks involved... If you change your plan temporarily, you will always have to take a risk~www.mtlnovel.com~ By the way, Professor Moody, I have one last question, since you were taken by Barty. The curse is under control, so why take me to investigate the case and expose Mr. Crouch? "Ivan asked very confused, this is also what he has always wondered about.

"Of course it is to dispel your suspicion of me." Moody raised his eyebrows and stared at Ivan with a weird look. He looked at Ivan for a long time, and then continued to speak when Ivan was uncomfortable to ask questions.

"I have to say, your acumen is incredible, Hals! Little Batty controls everyone who has kept me from Hogwarts, and even Albus has never doubted me. You are the only exception! You started to doubt me the first time you met me, didn't you?"

When Dumbledore and Hermione heard this, they both turned their heads to look at Ivan, and they were equally puzzled by this.

Under everyone's gaze, Ivan shrugged and replied freely.

"I think I have explained to you, Professor, that is because the previous Defence Against the Dark Arts professors have problems, I will doubt you, and I am also curious, why the first day of school You will go out and wander in the middle of the night."

Moody nodded, and it became clear that on the night of school, he did go to the kitchen to let those house elves prepare meals for Barty Crouch. It is estimated that Ivan was not sleeping at night and happened to be watching. I happened to find my own anomaly because I was able to spot the map.

"No wonder you came out to follow me that night... Little Barty guessed that you must have found some clue, so I let me draw your attention to Crouch so that I can find something for you to do." Mu Di murmured.

Wait, is there such a thing? Ivan is at a loss. Except tonight, when has he been following Moody?

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What, did I make a mistake? It was the night before the first game. If you didn't follow me on purpose, what would you do when you came out in the middle of the night? "Moody looked at Ivan's reaction and asked strangely.

"I think you have misunderstood, Professor Moody. I received news from Hagrid that day, so I went to see the fire dragon in the Forbidden Forest with Harry at night." Ivan shrugged and explained.

At this time, Ivan also remembered what happened that night. After returning from the Forbidden Forest, he planned to go to the kitchen to have a supper, and then accidentally ran into Moody there.

"No wonder..." Moody muttered to himself. When he first met, he felt that Ivan's reaction was a little strange, but after Ivan kept pestering him to ask various questions, he became more sure that Ivan was deliberately big. Come out to follow yourself at night.

"By the way, Professor, were you really following Karkaroff that night?" Ivan asked suddenly.

"Of course not, you should be able to think of the specific reason, don't I need to explain it?" Moody shook his head and said in a deep voice.

He went to the kitchen to prepare meals for Barty Crouch Jr. as usual that night, only to realize that Ivan was suspicious of himself, and he happened to see Karkaroff with his magic eyes, so he simply used this to get out.

Ivan also thought of this, and was speechless immediately. After a long time, everyone misunderstood that night!

The two people's guessing words sounded like Hermione was in the mist, and Dumbledore looked at them curiously and asked.

"Alastor... Hals, it seems that something interesting happened a few days ago. Is it convenient to make it clearer?"

Moody didn't mean to conceal it either, Dang Even gave a rough explanation of the whole story, and then continued.

"In short, I told Barty Crouch Jr. about this. He, like me, mistakenly thought that Hals had some key clue and was following us, so he ordered me to draw your attention to Crouch's body, so as to dispel your doubts about me."

"Then he doesn't worry that I will find more clues from Mr. Crouch?" Ivan touched his chin and said in a deep voice.

"Battie Jr. didn't expect you to be so capable. He thought you must be unable to find out anything." Moody rolled his eyes. "Know that his father Barty Crouch is not a good role to deal with. Little Batty is counting on using this to hold your energy, so let me play a detective game with you."

"Better, wait until the time is right and then take your hand to send his father to Azkaban!" Moody added.

"Working with" Barty Crouch Jr. for more than half a year, he knows how much Barty Jr. hates his father that he wants to give a tooth for a tooth and let Crouch experience entering Azkaban and a Dementor. The taste of companionship.

Listening to Moody's account, Ivan was surprised. He didn't expect Barty Little to have so many calculations secretly.

If it hadn't been for the plot hanging by himself, I had always felt that Moody had a problem, coupled with the help of a live map, maybe he would really be turned around by him.

In a sense, Barty Crouch Jr. died very aggrieved.

"It's a good idea... When Barty Jr. came to Hogwarts to go to school, I couldn't see that he actually had a talent for plotting conspiracies." Dumbledore said with interest.

"Yeah, he did have two sons." Moody nodded as well. Barty's various plans were countless in one fell swoop, but it was a pity that he encountered a monster and his plans were all in vain.

It took only ten minutes for Ivan to dig out Crouch's secret easily, and Dumbledore did not twist Crouch into Azkaban as Barty Young had imagined.

"You must not have guessed how angry Barty Young was when he heard the news..." Moody said mockingly, recalling the scene.

"No, I think we've all felt how strong this anger is tonight..." Ivan looked at the dilapidated corpse wrapped in white cloth and said, vomiting.

Only a wizard who is angry enough can cast a spell to kill himself.

Dumbledore also glanced at the remains of Barty Jr., and soon asked again. "Alastor, did Barty Jr. tell you why Voldemort wanted Harry?"

"They are probably preparing for some dark magic ritual, which requires Harry." Moody said hesitantly. Although he has been controlled by the Imperius Curse, he can only be regarded as half himself, and he can't detect too secret news. .

"Magic ritual?" Dumbledore murmured, muttered for a moment, and looked at Moody. "Help me call Barty, Alastor, I need to ask him about something, so I just have to tell him that we have found his son..."

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Dumbledore then looked at Ivan and Hermione and spoke gently. "Halse, Miss Granger, I think you guys have been busy all night, and it's time to go back and have a good rest."

"Then, good night, Professor Dumbledore." Ivan knew that Dumbledore was starting to drive people, so he didn't mean to stay for a long time, and even turned and left with Hermione.

After leaving the principal's room, the huge stone beast behind him slowly sank to seal the entrance with a dull sound.

Ivan was about to return directly to the dormitory, but unexpectedly, Hermione next to her leaped forward and hugged him.

"What's wrong? Hermione?" Ivan was surprised.

"Are you okay? Ivan? Are you injured, do you want to go to the school hospital to check it." Hermione asked excitedly, and then suddenly thought of it, muttering to herself in distress. "Oh, I almost forgot. The school hospital hasn't opened yet."

"I'm fine, nothing happened, but will it be too late for you to ask these?" Ivan said dumbfoundedly.

Hermione pursed her lips and didn't reply. Dumbledore and Moody were both here before, and Ivan stood there neatly, her clothes weren't torn, so she naturally didn't behave too obviously.

Ivan probably guessed the little witch's mind, so he didn't mean to study it carefully, and repeatedly emphasized that he was healthy now, and he didn't have any hidden injuries from the explosion.

After calming Hermione's worries, Ivan asked about the little witch's experience tonight. He wanted to know when Dumbledore followed him.

The two of them just walked and talked. When they arrived at the Gryffindor lounge, Hermione had already told that she and Dumbledore followed Ivan into the secret room...