The Alchemist of Harry Potter

On the other side of the maze, little Barty lowered his wand and looked quietly at Harry Potter who had fainted on the ground, with the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably.

Harry Potter has been practicing his magic in earnest for his third project.

The results of it?

He used the Disillusionment Charm to hide himself and stood quietly at the exit of the passage. After Harry Potter walked out of the passage, he quietly used the Stunning Charm behind him.

There was no fierce resistance, or it should be said that there was no resistance at all. The famous Harry Potter was subdued like this. He didn't even know what happened until he fainted on the ground.

It was as if all Harry's previous efforts were just a joke.

"If you stay where you are and wait, I might have to work harder." Little Barty took out the scarf he had prepared in advance from his pocket, waved his wand and cast a spell on the scarf, turning it into a door key. Securely strapped to Harry Potter's arm.

Then, little Barty stood nearby, took out a pocket watch from his pocket, looked at the time on it, and started the final countdown.

"...three...two...one, time's up!"

Little Barty closed his pocket watch with a snap, and Harry Potter in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"It would be nice if you could deal with that Mudblood easily." Little Barty looked at the place where Harry Potter disappeared and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He finally completed the task given by the Dark Lord. The next step is... to give him as much as possible. Buy enough time for the Dark Lord's resurrection!

It would be best to eliminate all the warriors, and there will definitely be enough time by then.

Of course, Barty Jr. knew that Albert Anderson was not Harry Potter, and the dirty trick just now was probably of no use to him, but this did not stop him from wanting to kill the Mudblood.

Moreover, little Barty is also ready!

Just when little Barty turned his head to find Albert's position, his heart suddenly tugged because he found that the mudblood was almost close to the center of the maze. In a few minutes, he would definitely get the trophy and end the game.

Although the Triwizard Tournament trophy was quietly tampered with by him, and once he reaches out to touch it, it will be transported abroad, but that Mudblood is definitely capable of returning to school in a short time. This is definitely not what Moody wants to see. .

After finally completing the important task given by the Dark Lord, Barty Jr. will never allow anyone to interfere with the Dark Lord's resurrection.

He would never allow that to happen.

Fortunately, Albert was held back by one of the five forked roads. Only one of them led to the depths of the maze, and the remaining four were dead ends. This allowed the ambush he arranged to come in handy, and gave him enough energy. Time runs out to prevent the opponent from getting the championship trophy.

"It seems like I'm lucky."

Little Barty panted and rushed towards the center of the maze. Unfortunately, he still looked like Moody and couldn't walk at any speed with a cane.

If he knew someone was complaining about his slow walking speed, he might be so angry that he would want to blow the other person's head off with a cane.

Albert stared at the slowly moving ink dots of Barty Crouch Jr. on the map, and muttered in a low voice: "It's really difficult for him to be lame and have to go on the road!"

That guy is coming here.

But what happened to Miss Furong?

The expression on Albert's face was particularly strange, because he found that Fleur Delacour was ambushing him at the exit of the passage.

When did she go there?

Albert really didn't notice this.

However, are you prepared to consider yourself a fool?

Probably only someone like Harry Potter would fall for this trick!

Well, Albert admitted that many wizards may be tricked without being prepared, but this certainly does not include himself who has a clairvoyant.

"Is the other party planning to double-team me in front of and behind the passage?" Albert saw the other party's sinister intentions clearly and frowned slightly.

"This is wrong!"

Even if you have made a lot of preparations, it is never a good idea to passively wait for the other party to kill you.

The prey is not as good as the hunter.

"The advantage is mine."

Fuling Elixir is telling Albert that now that he has the advantage, he should take the initiative to disrupt Barty Crouch Jr.'s arrangement instead of diving into the trap set by the opponent.

Passive defensive counterattack will put him at a disadvantage and passivity, and he will need to bear greater risks.

Alas, why didn't you notice this before?

Barty Jr. wanted to rush over. With his lame speed, it would take at least a few minutes. It would be enough time for him to deal with the two cannon fodders. Then he could just go back to find Barty Jr.. He didn't believe that the other party would just run away. .

Just do what comes to mind.

Anyway, Albert is not going to continue pretending.

He waved his wand and passed through the hedge.

If it were before, Albert would really have nothing to do with this hedge, but since he read the transformation notes given by the principal, his attainments in the transformation spell have rapidly improved a lot, and he naturally understands what these hedges in front of him are. How could he pass through the hedge without forcing a hole? Albert suspected that this was the reason why Fleur could run in front of him so fast.

Quietly coming to the opposite side of the hedge next to Fleur, Albert raised his wand and cast a spell on the hedge in front of him. Before Fleur could react, the hedge around him seemed to come alive, and countless vines stretched out to wrap around her. Fleur, who was caught off guard, was easily subdued.

Albert looked at the astonished Fleur and said with a smile: "It's really hard for you to ambush me here for so long, please rest for a while!"

After saying that, he used the coma spell to knock down Fleur, then hooked his fingers towards the wand on the ground, temporarily confiscating the opponent's wand.

Without a wand, most wizards would be no different from Muggles.

"Here comes the wand."

After confirming that Fleur had no extra wands on her body, Albert couldn't help but laugh at himself, "That's right, there probably aren't many wizards who carry two wands with them."

Before Albert could wait too long, Viktor Krum rushed over panting. The Quidditch star was not polite at all. He raised his wand as soon as he met and gave Albert a slap. Vada Kedavra.

The dazzling green light pierced people's eyes, but fortunately Albert was prepared in advance. A big stone appeared in front of him as a shield, and was blown into pieces by Avada's Kedavra.

"You're so cruel, you throw Avada Kedavra at the first sight."

Albert waved his wand at Krum, and a force of force sent the panting unfortunate guy flying away.

While using spells to restrain the opponent, he also did not forget to add the stun spell.

"It's really hard on you for running all the way here to die." Looking at the unconscious Klum, Albert took away his wand.

"That guy shouldn't just run away like this!"

Looking at the black dot stopped on the map, Albert frowned slightly.

Albert didn't know that his series of tricks really confused Barty. He originally thought that he was going to sneak attack on the mudblood, but in the blink of an eye, the two warriors who were used as bait were killed by the mudblood. Easily solved.

Have you changed from a hunter to a prey?

Who can tell him what is going on?

After recovering from his brief daze, the confused Barty Crouch Jr. had not even had time to recover from the huge reversal.

Was he being played by that smelly mudblood?

He was indeed regarded as a fool by others.

Little Barty clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

This is simply a shame.

From the very beginning, the mudblood knew that he had a problem. From the very beginning, the other party regarded him as a fool. From the very beginning, the other party was waiting for him to fall into a trap.

"That despicable, shameless mudblood, how dare he..." Little Barty threw all the insulting words he could think of at Albert.

"Leave here immediately."

This was the first thought that came to Barty's mind, but he quickly rejected it and felt ashamed and humiliated by it.

He was actually afraid of a mudblood.

This is not funny at all.

Kill him!

Only by killing him can all shame be washed away.

Just kill him and all problems will disappear.

He still had two helpers, three against one, he was dead, and the mudblood was definitely dead.

Little Barty believed that the mudblood could never be the opponent of the three of them.

However, little Barty didn't notice at all. After his plan was rudely disrupted by Albert, he became anxious.

His mind was confused.

Just when little Barty raised his wand and fired green sparks into the sky, preparing to summon Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick who were going to surround Albert, a voice that disgusted him suddenly sounded: "I knew you had Question, let me guess who you are, Peter Pettigrew?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling green light shot out from the tip of Barty's wand and flew in the direction of the sound.

"Avada Kedavra, so cruel, it turns out to be you."

Gu's voice came again, with a trace of concealed sarcasm in his tone.

"Got you."

Barty Jr. blasts away the hedge and uses the Avada Kedavra on the bastard hiding behind it.

The expression on Little Barty's face, who originally thought he had succeeded, froze instantly, because he saw that his fatal blow was actually blocked by a large shield, and the mudblood was still hiding behind several large shields unharmed.

Before little Barty could continue to use Avada Kedavra to blow up the shields, he saw something flying towards him.

When little Barty saw clearly what the baby with grass on its head was, the expression on his face froze instantly.

Mandrake's cries suddenly filled the maze.

Originally, Albert planned to use the "Banshee's Wail" to deal with Barty Jr., but considering that it would be difficult to explain when cleaning up the mess, he put on earmuffs and pulled out a pot of Mandrake directly from the traceless stretch bag. After pulling the grass out of the basin, he threw it towards little Barty.

He asked the house elves to try growing a lot of this stuff, and stuffed several pots into the seamless stretch bag.

If he encounters a large number of dark wizards, Albert doesn't mind releasing them to entertain everyone.

No one could have imagined for a moment that someone would throw mandrake roots at them.

The expression on Little Barty's face froze. Even though he almost blocked his ears with his hands at the moment of the cry, he was still affected by the cry of Mandrake, even though it was just a seedling and not fatal. But... it can still cause people to become comatose.

Little Barty is now in a trance and about to faint.

"Oh, I'm surprised you didn't just pass out."

That noisy voice sounded again, making little Barty want to reward the other party with Avada Kedavra to shut him up completely.

"I think Mr. Principal knows that you are a fake, and the expression on your face will definitely be quite wonderful." A black figure walked out of the passage, holding a wand and preparing to subdue the shaky little Barty.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Barty, who was almost unconscious, released his hands covering his ears, raised his wand and used the killing curse on the man.

He couldn't hold it anymore and had to drag the other person into the water before he fell. It didn't matter even if he fainted, because the door key on his body would send him away in an hour.

This is a backup plan that little Barty left for himself to prevent possible accidents.

Avada Kedavra hit the figure who had just walked out of the maze passage. However, under the stunned eyes of little Barty, the figure actually exploded.

Yes, that guy exploded.

Before little Barty could figure out what was going on, he fainted because he let go of his hands and heard Mandrake's cry.

"That's so cruel. Are you trying to get someone to help you before you die?"

Albert, who was hiding behind two shields and wearing a black earmuff, looked at the puppet that was blown to pieces by Avada's Kedavra, and said to himself, "That's it? I thought I would be in a hard battle. I didn’t expect it to be easier than I expected.”

"What a waste of my nerves." Albert looked at the guy who was stunned by him with an unusually weird expression.

So this guy is so good?

"No, it should be because I disrupted the plan and was caught off guard."

If he hadn't been well prepared, he might have been tricked.

This should be regarded as an intelligence advantage.

This really can't be blamed on Barty Crouch Jr.'s incompetence. We can only blame Albert for being too insidious. Throwing mandrake roots is really not something ordinary people can do.

Albert quickly glanced at the map. Due to Barty's green sparks, Professors Flitwick and McGonagall were quickly moving closer.

After Albert used magic to restrain little Barty from a distance, he blew a hole in the ground and buried the still crying Mandrake seedlings in it.

Then, after using the flying spell to take away Barty's wand, he took out a shaking bottle from his pocket and threw it in the direction where Barty fainted.

A lifelike Albert Anderson appears out of thin air.

This unlucky Boggart has been temporarily immobilized and will be thrown here to serve as temporary bait.

"What are you doing, Mr. Anderson?" Professor Flitwick looked at the figure on the ground in surprise and asked, "What's wrong with Professor Moody?"

However, without giving Professor Flitwick time to react, Albert used magic to pull out the mandrake that had just been buried in the ground. Just like pulling out a carrot, the shrill cry once again echoed throughout the maze, catching him off guard. Professor Flitwick just fell straight down.

Professor Flitwick never thought that Albert had no moral ethics and resorted to such insidious methods.

This was the first time he encountered this situation, and he was caught off guard.

After successfully dealing with Professor Flitwick, Albert couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and planned to bury the Mandrake back again and continue to use the same method to bring down Professor McGonagall.

Albert suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart and instinctively retreated into the passage, avoiding the green light flying towards him.

You really can't be careless at all, it's almost over.

Professor McGonagall appeared at the fork in the road. Unlike Professor Flitwick, she was not affected by the mandrake because she actually wore an ugly purple earmuff on her head.

"The Imperius Curse can actually do this?"

Watching another green light flying towards him, Albert directly let a mirror shield meet Avada Kedavra. Before the shield was blown away, he pointed his wand at the ground, and a large stone wall was pulled out of the ground. He stood up and completely blocked the passage behind him.

"Here comes the wand."

While retreating, Albert did not forget to summon Professor Flitwick's wand.

Once the wand is lost, the wizard's threat level will be greatly reduced. Although he does not think that Professor McGonagall can use magic to quickly wake up the wizard who was stunned by the cry of the mandrake, there are some things that must be guarded against.

After Albert walked through the hedge and left the passage, the stone blocking the wall was blown open, and an Avada Kedavra flew directly into the passage.

"What a hell."

Unexpectedly, in the end, the duel was not with Barty Jr., but with Professor McGonagall. It was really unpredictable.

Also, don't you use the blue bar for Avada Kedavra?

What kind of trouble is it to use it so frequently!

It's really untouchable, untouchable.

When Albert planned to retreat first and then use the Patronus to call Dumbledore to deal with Professor McGonagall, he found that there was an extra task on his panel: Pentakill.

The rewards of the mission are very rich, not only 20,000 experience points, two skill points, 200 reputation points in the magic world, but the most important thing is that you can choose a designated skill from among the five people, but the risk is a bit high.

There was no other way. Seeing Professor McGonagall using the Avada Kedavra in a drinking and eating manner, I knew that the other party was not easy to mess with.

Of course, with what he had prepared previously, Albert believed that he had the ability to deal with Professor McGonagall.

Do you want to take risks?

While Albert's mind was spinning rapidly, his body had already begun to act under the guidance of the elixir. Two Peruvian smoke bombs were thrown out by him, and the front was instantly dark.

He released his cannon fodder puppets again and let them rush into the smoke to attract fire, while Albert hid behind the shield bunker and fired spells towards the passage ahead.

A series of stun spells shot into the dark night sky like rockets, and the bursting sparks enveloped the area where Professor McGonagall was like a shower.

The spells fell one after another, and even the fire dragon with scales and thick skin would faint directly under the large-scale stun spell.

After seeing that the mission panel showed that it was completed, Albert did not relax his vigilance. The case of being killed by Professor Flitwick some time ago was still vivid in his mind, and he did not want to repeat it again.

After finishing using the Stunning Curse, Albert recited another Flying Curse. He did not believe that Professor McGonagall could use the Avada Kedavra without a wand.

Even Voldemort couldn't use the very difficult black magic of Avada Kedavra without a wand.

Seeing the flying wand, Albert breathed a sigh of relief, tried the flying spell again, and then let the puppet go out to explore the way.

It is obviously not in line with Albert's style to use his own face to explore the way.

After repeatedly confirming through the map that there were no other enemies around, the first thing Albert did when he ran out to clean up the mess was to control the fainted Professor McGonagall.

Then he cleaned up the mess, restored the smashed cannon fodder dolls and shields, and found Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com to put them away again. Some traces of the battle were also erased by him.

As for the mandrake, he naturally left it behind.

This is an important means for Albert to subdue his enemies.

After finishing the cleaning work, Albert summoned his Patronus and asked it to deliver a message to Dumbledore.

Well, yes, some things need to be put away too.

He put his props back into the seamless stretch bag one by one, and finally waved his magic wand, making the bag disappear.

"It's finally over."

Albert looked at the professor lying on the ground, feeling very happy.

As for saving Harry Potter.

Sorry, that's something Dumbledore should consider.

:,!