The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

"So what?" Moody frowned and looked at Hermione. "You haven't proved why the person being impersonated is Moody, not someone else?"

"Because you are the only one who carries a wine bottle every day and takes a sip from time to time." Hermione smiled confidently. "The three professors stay at Hogwarts every day and need to give us lessons. In this case He must be under the gaze of others at all times. We all know that the duration of the compound decoction is one hour. In other words, the pretender must replenish the compound decoction every hour, and the bottle you carry is the most Good disguise, the other two, neither Professor McGonagall nor Professor Flitwick, have the opportunity to replenish the compound decoction at any time."

"Ah! Really a keen girl," Moody smiled again, this time he smiled a little evilly, "Although I just said it, but I have to say it again, your analysis is so good, you know it, you almost want to see through me. Now, you will definitely become an excellent Auror in the future—if you have a future—Avada Sole!"

While Moody was speaking, he suddenly released a killing curse on Hermione.

The terrible green light, with an aura of despair, shot at Hermione.

Although she had been prepared, Hermione immediately became nervous in the face of Moody’s attack. She believed that the wizard who pretended to be Moody must be a powerful dark wizard, and the killing spell he used was definitely better than the killing spell used by Krum just now. The drill spell is much stronger.

She reacted extremely quickly, and immediately had to read some spell to block it, but some people were faster than her.

There was a flash of light, and a familiar figure stood in front of Hermione and Fleur.

"Bone to pieces!"

There was a burst of red light from the tip of the figure's wand, which accurately collided with the green light. After a while, there was a big explosion between the man and Moody.

However, the killing curse was indeed blocked.

Everything just happened between the sparks and flints, until now, they can finally see who this person is.

That was one of the four patrolmen they mentioned earlier, the man the two girls liked together, Ye Ting.

"Sorry, I didn't show up until this time." Ye Ting smiled slightly and looked at Hermione. "I was listening to your wonderful analysis just now, and I was a little fascinated by it. I'm sorry to make this guy scare you. Blame me."

"No...it doesn't matter. I...we don't blame you." Hermione, who was still confident and talked a while ago, and calmly dealt with a powerful enemy, now she immediately became a little girl after Ye Ting appeared. , Looked a little shy.

And Furong was even more unbearable. Tears were already in the corner of her eyes, and the eyes of Ye Ting who appeared in time were worried and moved, and she seemed to want to plunge into his arms immediately.

However, at last the two girls knew what was going on and held back their emotions.

Then, the girls discovered that Ye Ting was actually holding two unconscious people, one tall and one short, one male and one female. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

"This guy not only controlled Krum with the Imperius Curse, but also stunned the two professors secretly behind his back, but Harry was safe and sound." Ye Ting noticed their eyes and explained, "I thought, you guys. You can still play the RPG game for a while. I have prepared a powerful BOSS for you in front."

At this time, because Ye Ting hadn't paid attention to him, the fake Moody, who felt that he had been insulted, was just about to get angry because Ye Ting hadn't paid attention to him and talked to the two girls.

"What you said...BOSS...yes..." He couldn't help but ask.

"You said that," Ye Ting said with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and explained, "BOSS refers to the last and strongest monster in the level of a game. It is generally responsible for guarding the final reward of the level, and the intensity is often far beyond. The little monster in front."

"Intensity...much better than...little monster." Fake Moody twitched the corner of his mouth, "Really...damn it, you wait for me."

Without a word, he turned into a black smoke and drifted away quickly.

"???"

The two girls looked dumbfounded at where the fake Moody originally stood. They thought Ye Ting and him were about to break out of a battle, and they were ready to support Ye Ting at any time. Unexpectedly, their opponents listened to Ye Ting’s words. Then suddenly ran away.

"Could it be... his purpose is Harry!" Hermione suddenly blurted out, and Ye Ting immediately looked at her in surprise.

"You... are right again, the guy just said that was right," Ye Ting sighed, "If you want to be an Auror in the future, you will definitely become the best one."

"You...what are you talking about?" Furong on the side was still confused. She felt that she was too stupid and her brain couldn't keep up with their thinking. She was obviously the best in Boothbarton. Students.

No way, in fact, most wizards are not good at logical thinking, and this is Hermione's strength.

"That's it," Hermione explained to Fleur. "The person who pretended to be Professor Moody just now was definitely not a whim. After all, judging from the time when Snape's African tree snake skin was stolen, he was probably pretending to be. Professor Moody’s for the most part, or even the entire semester, must have been premeditated, so the fake Moody must have his purpose. Just now, Ting mentioned that Harry was safe and sound, and mentioned the ultimate boss’s strength. , The fake Moody left as soon as he heard it, so obviously, the fake Moody left in a hurry to help Harry deal with the final boss. His purpose is Harry, and he is likely to make Harry the top three. The champion of the competition is attacking all over the maze...wait...what's the use of the champion...isn’t his purpose...is it to let Harry get the championship trophy! I heard that the warriors who encounter the championship trophy will Teleported to the podium-the trophy is a key to the door, which means that in case they tamper with the trophy... they want to take Harry away."

...Girl, you must have been Holmes in your last life, right.

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"Finally, the biggest doubt is that Harry Potter became a warrior-logically speaking, there can only be three warriors in the Triwizard Tournament, one for each of the three schools, but this time there is a fourth warrior. , And Harry is obviously not my opponent in the fight for the strength of the Warriors, that is to say, there is a lot of conspiracy in it, and when you think of the fake Moody that pretended to be a professor and sneaked into Hogwarts, everything became clear."

After an analysis, Hermione immediately looked at Ye Ting, with a look of expectation on her face.

"Well, my analysis is correct, right?"

Without a word, Ye Ting rubbed the girl's slightly messy hair fiercely.

"As expected of you, the analysis is completely correct!"

"Eh heh heh."

The praised Hermione laughed immediately.

"However, when I saw Professor Moody's first appearance, I felt that there was an accident, and it had nothing to do with the previous evidence." Suddenly, Hermione's next sentence caused Ye Ting's attention. Notice.

"What?" He looked at the girl.

The girl suddenly seemed unwilling to show weakness, and stared at him instead.

"Because you were not the first patrolman to appear." She said, "If nothing unexpected happens, based on what I know about you, I believe you will appear as soon as possible after seeing our signal. What is in front of us-after all, one of your goals in becoming a referee and patrolman is not to protect me... and Furong's?, right?"

The girl seemed to have taken a lot of courage to say such words. It is no wonder that although their relationship has become very close, the girl seems to have been unaccustomed to saying something nasty.

——Can you not laugh stupidly, you just thought you were Sherlock Holmes.

Ye Ting put the two unconscious professors on the ground, and then looked at the two girls.

"Well, do you want to see what conspiracy that guy has?"

"Huh? Shouldn't he be arrested?" Hermione and Furong didn't understand Ye Ting's proposal.

"No, we can't catch him for the time being," Ye Ting said in a deep voice, "He wants to take away his favorite savior from under Dumbledore's nose. There must be a bigger conspiracy. I want to see what it is. ,I suspect……"

"Puff!" Upon hearing that Harry was Dumbledore's favorite savior, both girls laughed out loud. They both thought this description was appropriate. Hermione thought of how often Dumbledore met Harry— —Absolutely far surpassing all other little wizards.

But when Ye Ting mentioned a bigger conspiracy, both girls raised their ears.

"Hurry up, don't hang on our appetite," Fu Rong took Ye Ting's hand and said coquettishly, "What the **** is this conspiracy?"

"Are you sure you want to listen?"

"Listen to." The two girls nodded like chickens.

"The man behind this conspiracy is very dangerous."

"It's okay, listen."

"Are you sure you don't regret it?"

"Oh, you don't want to sell it anymore, just say it soon." Furong urged impatiently.

"Okay, cough cough," Ye Ting cleared his throat. Then said in a low tone, "I think this conspiracy has something to do with the Dark Lord."