Voldemort is back!
As his self proclaimed number one follower, there is no better news than this.
Fake Moody pressed hard on Harry's shoulder, offering him a glass of water with the other hand.
"Drink it, let's talk slowly later, I need to know some details."
Harry didn't refuse.
After drinking the water in the glass, he felt much more relaxed, at least the scar on his forehead no longer hurt so much.
"Harry, you have to tell me what Voldemort did to you."
"Pettigrew made some weird potion over a big cauldron, and then took some blood from my body!"
Harry rolled up his sleeve and showed the fake Moody the wound on his arm.
The fake Moody looked very excited when he saw the wound. The blue magic eye spun wildly, and finally looked at the door behind him.
"Very well, let me ask you again, have those Death Eaters returned as well?"
Bringing up the Death Eaters, Harry finally remembered what he had forgotten to mention.
"Professor, Voldemort said that there is a Death Eater in Hogwarts who is working for him. It was that Death Eater who threw my name into the Goblet of Fire."
Anxious, Harry quickly told the news he heard.
But he found that Professor Moody in front of him was actually indifferent, and he didn't even show a hint of surprise.
"Professor?"
"Harry, who do you think that Death Eater could be?"
Moody stared expectantly at him, hoping to hear his name from him.
This will be the best reward for him.
Unfortunately, to his disappointment, Harry Potter actually said Karkaroff's name.
So he showed a disdainful smile and said: "That coward Karkaroff has already run away."
"He felt the burning sensation in his arm, immediately dropped his students, and left Hogwarts alone."
He grabbed the armrests of Harry's chair with both hands, stared into his eyes and said seriously.
"Harry, it's me! I'm the one who put yours and Grindelwald's names into the Goblet of Fire!"
…
Im the Quidditch pitch.
After dealing with everyone, Lucas came up to Dumbledore.
"Lucas, well done!"
"Thank you for the praise, but I couldn't have done it without Professor Snape's help, it's all thanks to his potion."
snort~!
Hearing Lucas' praise, Professor Snape became arrogant.
Lucas and Dumbledore chuckled a little.
So far, the plan has gone very smoothly, and Voldemort has returned according to their plan.
Although the next thing they need to face is the second wizarding war. But at least there is still more than a year of sufficient time to prepare.
After completing this important job, they all felt a burst of relief.
"Headmaster, it's time for us to go and see Mr. Barty Crouch Jr and Mr. Potter. Mr. Potter must be shocked by now."
Dumbledore nodded with a smile, and took the lead in the direction of the castle.
Just as Lucas expected, Harry was really shocked at the moment.
Even after Moody admitted that it was him who put his name in the Goblet of Fire, he was still shaking his head in denial. "No way, it can't be you!"
"It's really me!" Moody's magic eye looked behind him again, as if to make sure the door was locked.
"Come on, did he punish those Death Eaters?"
Harry looked at the wand in front of his nose and shook his head quickly.
Then he heard the angry voice of Moody who was pissed off.
"No? How can those cowardly and traitorous people escape punishment?"
"They'd rather mess around at the Quidditch World Cup in scary costumes than spend time trying to find their master."
"Even after seeing the Dark Mark I fired, those people ran away like headless chickens!"
Even the panicked Harry at this moment could hear anger and disdain from the other party's tone.
But after listening to Moody's complaints, Harry's expression showed his surprise: "You cast the Dark Mark during the World Cup?"
Moody showed a smug expression: "Of course it is me, the most loyal servant of the Dark Lord! I am different from others."
"I am willing to take risks to carry out the most dangerous missions, to deliver to my master what he most desires, and this person is you, Potter!"
"Impossible, you are not that kind of person!"
Harry was still unwilling to accept this reality, even now he still thinks that the person in front of him is Alastor Moody.
Moody laughed: "I put your name into the Goblet of Fire, and I reminded that idiot Hagrid to take you to see the dragons!"
"It is I who provided you with the method to defeat the dragon, Harry! It is really not easy to help you, I cannot let you win too easily, otherwise it will easily arouse Dumbledore's suspicion
"I was also worried that you wouldn't get a good ranking, because only if you enter the maze first, can I attack others."
"But I didn't expect an accident, Lucas Grindelwald! If I had known that he had such great strength, I would never have put his name in the Goblet of Fire."
Having said that, Moody pulled back his smile, when he mentioned Lucas, his eyes were full of hatred.
He took a deep breath and took the flask out of his pocket. When he noticed that the potion inside had been used up.
He immediately started scouring the office.
Of course, he did not forget to show off his great achievements to Harry during this period.
"Before the second match, I had been following you, and even gave that kid Neville Longbottom a book in advance."
Seeing Harry's surprised expression, Moody replied with certainty: "That's right, it's the one you thought of, and then I was worried that you wouldn't be able to unlock the secret of the golden egg, so I tried to find a way to tell you…"
"Cedric told me the secret of the golden egg!"
Bang~!
Moody slammed the wall hard. Then he looked at Harry fiercely and said, "It was me, I told that pretty boy the night of the Christmas ball, and reminded him to tell you the secret."
"Including the Kappas in the Black Lake, I put them in for you to win, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid that you would save that Krum."
"What made me even more angry was Neville Longbottom. He was as stupid as his parents, and it was because of him that I was almost exposed."
When he couldn't find more Polyjuice Potion, Moody threw the empty bottle on the ground angrily and came up to Harry with his wand in hand.
When Harry caught the other's eyes, he immediately realized the danger.
The man in front of him was going to kill him!
Harry struggled to get up from his chair, but Moody's wand was quickly on his forehead.
"Oh Potter, it's your luck that the Dark Lord didn't kill you. You should know that he really wants you dead."
"Now it's up to me to kill you. I helped the Dark Lord resurrect and now will help him to kill you. I will become his most trusted subordinate, the only subordinate who's truly loyal."
"Actually, I should thank you. Without your help that day, I probably wouldn't be able to kill my father who was being protected by Grindelwald."
"But it was because of your help that the curse accidentally flew to my father and killed him. Do you know how happy I was at that time?"
Harry still hadn't guessed who the person in front of him was. But he knew that the person in front of him must be crazy, because he killed his father.
What he couldn't accept the most was that he had trusted the professor for a whole year.
The professor who defended himself and helped him everywhere, unexpectedly wants to kill him now.
Lucas' reminder echoed in his ears and he suddenly burst out laughing.
The sudden turn of events startled the fake Moody.
"Potter, don't think you can escape death just like that."
"Death? Then kill me, come on, kill me!"
Harry put his forehead against the opponent's wand, and provocatively bumped the wand twice.
At this time, he seemed to be mentally disturbed because of too many blows.
This look made the fake Moody hesitate.
And because of the few seconds he hesitated, Lucas' voice came from outside the office: "Stupefy!"
The spell shattered the wooden door of the office and hit the fake Moody with perfect precision.
Looking at Professor Moody flying out in front of him, Harry looked out the door blankly.
Dumbledore walked in side by side with Lucas.
The old man first looked at Harry after entering the room, seeing that he was in a trance, he immediately stepped forward to investigate the situation.
"Lucas, Severus!"
No need for Dumbledore to keep talking. The two cooperated tacitly, and Lucas picked up Barty Crouch's magic wand, while Snape pinched the downed man's chin and poured a whole bottle of powerful veritaserum into it.
Coincidentally, the time for the polyjuice potion has also passed.
Accompanied by bubbling and twisting of his features, a young man with light brown hair and pale skin appeared in front of everyone.
Harry was no stranger to this man, he had seen him in the Pensieve before.
"Barty Crouch Jr"
Harry whispered the other person's name softly, and at the same time understood Barty's crazy words from just now.