HP Magic Biography

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"Follow me, Harry..." Harry's sane was a little fuzzy, and he faintly saw Dumbledore and Fudge entering the maze.

Madam Pomfrey hasn't arrived yet, and then, Hermione and Ron...

Fanlin hasn't returned yet, but Dumbledore has taken Hogwarts' defense...

"Dumbledore said he wants me to stay here," Harry said, panting. The beating wound made him feel painful and his consciousness was getting blurred.

"You need to lie down...Come on, lie down..." Someone who was taller and stronger than Harry dragged him past the noisy crowd.

Harry heard them panting and screaming, and the man helped him down a path and took him back to the castle. They walked across the grass, across the lake and Durmstrang’s boat, and Harry went all the way Only the heavy breathing of the man was heard.

"What's going on? Harry." Finally, when he took Harry up the stone steps humbly, someone asked, it was Moody's Eye.

"The golden cup is a door key," Harry said as they passed the entrance of the hall. "Take me and Cedric to the cemetery... there...,"

Humph, they walked up the marble steps.

"Voldemort... they want to kill Cedric..."

"and then?"

Humph, they went through the corridor again.

"I was knocked down, and... Cedric... was taken away by a vampire..."

"Taking the vampire away?"

"Yes...it seems... he is going to turn Cedric into his partner..."

"He made a potion...to get his body back..."

"Oh, Voldemort has a body." Moody said quickly, then Moody pressed Harry onto the chair.

"It's here, Harry..., sit here...you'll be well soon, drink this..."

Harry heard an unlocking sound and noticed that a cup was handed to his hand.

"Drink it...you'll be better...well! Harry, I want to know exactly what happened..."

Moody helped to pour the liquid into Harry’s mouth. He coughed, and a pungent smell irritated his throat. Moody’s office became clear, and Moody’s face gradually became clear... He looked similar. The rule of law was as white, and his eyes were fixed on Harry's face.

"What happened, Harry, I need to know exactly."

Moody looked a little impatient, his lips quivering uneasy, looking anxious.

"We got to a cemetery..." Harry recalled, "Then a man, Mr. Barty Crouch's son, came out holding Voldemort. They wanted to kill Cedric, and then the curse hit the air. Yes, a vampire took Cedric away."

Harry said, "After that, they used a magic potion to regenerate Voldemort, using the blood of the servant, the bones of his father, and the blood of the enemy."

Harry lifted his clothes up, the wound on his wrist was not completely solidified.

"Voldemort is resurrected, he is going to fight me, and then I heard Fanlin's voice."

"Vanlin Al?" Moody asked, "How did he get there? With the man who rescued Cedric?"

"I don't know, Professor." Harry said, "Fanlin has been hiding behind me with the phantom spell, and Fox...before Fanlin inferred that the Death Eaters would do it in the third mission, maybe It came by following the door key."

"Through Phoenix, Phoenix has this ability." Moody said.

"Then Fanlin and I fought Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Fanlin gave me the key to the door, and he went to save Cedric..."

Suddenly, Harry remembered what Fanlin had said. He should go tell Dumbledore now, and tell him immediately.

"There is a Death Eater in Hogwarts. There is a Death Eater here. They engraved my name on the golden cup. They know I am not dead..."

Harry wanted to stand up, but Moody pushed him to sit down.

"I know who that corpse eater is." He said quietly.

"Kakaroff?" Harry asked angrily. "Where is he? Did you catch him? He was locked up?"

"Kakarov?" Modi sneered. "He ran away. When he felt the black mark burning on his arm, he ran away. He betrayed most of the faithful supporters of the Death Eaters...but I doubt he won't run far. The Dark Lord There is always a way to track down his enemies!"

"Kakaroff ran away? He ran away? But... didn't he engraved my name on the gold cup?"

"He doesn't have the guts yet," Moody said. "He's just a coward, a coward."

"And..." Harry shook his head, the pain of the wound made him unable to think hard.

"You mean, Severus?" Moody's expression became more and more calm. "He is nothing more than a betrayer."

Moody said quickly, and then, his magic eye began to rotate, and soon the strange eye turned to a strange angle.

"I think we must get out of here." Moody said, and he grabbed Harry's clothes and forced Harry to leave the stool.

"Yes, Professor Moody, although Hogwarts has been blocked, I think I have something here and I must tell Dumbledore now."

But Moody didn't seem to hear what Harry was saying, and Harry thought Moody was a little strange. He seemed to be looking for something, but he rummaged around and couldn’t find it, just like, here...

"Professor, Professor Moody?"

"We're leaving here." Moody said, the thing he found in the end was a key.

Moody was holding the dead wood staff in one hand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ holding Harry's clothes in the other.

"We must go to Dumbledore. Also, Karkaroff must be found. Even if he didn't engrave my name on the gold cup, he must know something." Harry said quickly. The festering wound made him gasp.

"Give me the wand, Harry, give me the wand."

"What's wrong, Professor Moody?"

"An Auror can use a magic wand to determine what happened before. This is very important, Harry."

"Speaking of it, there is another weird thing." Harry said, "I had a wizard duel with Voldemort. After we let our wands link together, some dead souls appeared. Arriving at Percy Zorkins, the missing Ministry official, and my parents, they got out of Voldemort's wand..."

"Can all the people killed by Voldemort himself be able to show it, professor, what are the consequences?"