Chapter 401 Trust Issues, Leaving Me Behind for Him to Collect My Body

"Another portkey, it seems he is well prepared." Adrian said lightly, his voice could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

"All students, led by the prefects, return to the castle and are not allowed to stay at the stadium." Dumbledore shouted loudly, then looked at Maxim and Karkaroff, "It seems that there are some unexpected situations in the competition. Please comfort the students of your respective schools."

"Where is Delacour?" Maxim said worriedly, "Hogwarts is responsible for the Triwizard Tournament. If anything happens to Delacour, you will bear a large part of the responsibility, Dumbledore."

"I know, but the most urgent thing is not to cause unnecessary panic."

Maxim sighed deeply and walked towards the castle with the students of Beauxbatons.

Karkaroff was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses from the fake Moody's speech. The Dark Lord is coming back, so how can he, a traitor, have a good harvest?

Run, must run, and fast.

"I'll go and appease the students of Durmstrang." Karkaroff's voice trembled as he quickly directed the students of Durmstrang to gather in the auditorium, while he quietly left the team halfway and disappeared.

"This is a major mistake of Hogwarts." Adrian said.

"I don't deny it." Dumbledore said in annoyance. He knew that someone in the school was using Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be someone else, but he didn't think of Moody.

First of all, Moody is a senior Auror with powerful magic power. It is not so easy to subdue him.

Secondly, Moody is physically disabled, and it is too troublesome to play him. I didn't expect that the other party really played a disabled person for a year, and his personality and tone were exactly the same as Moody.

The most important thing is that Moody helped Harry Potter in the first project, which completely ruled out Moody's suspicion, because those who want to harm him will never find a way to help him.

"Miss Klein, do you have any way to find their location?"

"No."

"The Ministry of Magic will help find them." Fudge interrupted, "The Aurors will find them in the shortest possible time."

"Thank you."

Adrian said slowly, but he didn't have any hope for the Ministry of Magic.

Finding people depends on efficiency. By the time the Ministry of Magic finds them, it will be too late.

At this time, Genes came over with a look of self-blame, "Sorry, Miss, he ran away."

"Is Aaron okay? Has he contacted you?"

"Not yet, but the young master will definitely be fine." Genes said confidently.

He was very sure of this. After all, he had trained Aaron for several years. Except for not knowing his true strength, he still knew other aspects.

The desire to survive is extremely strong, and even in a dead end, he can dig out a ray of hope.

Besides, when the man left just now, he mentioned that Aaron would not be in danger for the time being, so there was no need to worry too much. Maybe he would come back intact tomorrow.

......

On the other side, the five people landed on a weedy cemetery through the portkey.

It was gloomy and scary here, without any life. Not far away was a small church and a dilapidated old house. They were all rendered dark because they had been uninhabited for a long time.

"Where is this?" Fleur swallowed, "Ms. Maxime never said that the trophy was a portkey."

"Adrian didn't say that either, but I think we'd better leave here quickly." Aaron said calmly, then drew out his wand and pointed it at Krum, "But before that, we have to eliminate the unstable factors in the team first."

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn. Harry, Cedric and Fleur were all a little at a loss. In addition to vigilantly drawing out their wands, they tacitly kept some distance from the two.

Krum drew out his wand and confronted him, sneering, "Are you going to attack me now?

I think this is the trap you set up yourself, tricking all of us into this hellhole to achieve your ulterior motives."

Aaron raised his eyebrows, and without much nonsense, he directly recited the disarming spell.

"Disarm you."

The reddish light knocked down Krum's wand. Just as he was about to subdue him, Cedric pointed his wand at him.

"Don't move."

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "You should trust me at this time."

"That's why I didn't do it right away." Cedric said, "You should give us an explanation."

"You can explain, but we have to leave this place quickly." Aaron said anxiously, "It's very dangerous here. If we don't retreat now, it may be too late."

The three of them were unmoved. In their opinion, the cemetery was quite gloomy, but this piece of land was obviously not more dangerous than two abnormal wizards.

"Fuck!" Aaron smiled bitterly and turned to look at Harry Potter. "It doesn't matter if you didn't listen to me before, but you have to listen to me this time.

Viktor was not quite right when we were in the maze. Think about the dream you had. This is a conspiracy against you and me."

Hearing this, Harry hesitated for a while and made up his mind, "Leave here first."

"Harry..." Cedric wanted to say something.

"I believe him."

"Very good." Aaron nodded with satisfaction, but the next moment a disarming spell hit him, and the black wand fell to the ground.

"This is just in case." Harry said guiltily.

Aaron blinked, and felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, "Harry Potter, you will regret it.

And you two, if I want to hurt you, do you have a chance to stand here?"

"We can shoot red sparks, but now we don't even have the chance to shoot sparks." Krum said lightly, turning the trust balance that leaned towards Aaron back to the balance point.

Aaron:......

Why didn't I find Krum so eloquent before?

"Let's leave here first." Cedric put away their wands. "Harry, you and Fleur watch them. I'll go get the key. I hope I can teleport again."

At this moment, Harry suddenly felt a splitting headache. The lightning-shaped scar on his forehead burned like fire, and it was more severe than ever before.

"Ah!"

Harry held his forehead and screamed in pain, and even his wand slipped to the ground.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Cedric asked worriedly.

"Trophy, hurry." Harry shouted with difficulty. He had vaguely guessed what they would face next.

Aaron was about to run to the trophy, but just after taking two steps, a blue-white ball of light fell at his feet.

"I don't want to do anything to you, but you'd better not move." Fleur said awkwardly.

Aaron stopped helplessly, looking at Harry Potter who was crying and holding his head, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

They had a chance to leave just now, but now the reaction of the scar shows that the real owner has come, and it may not be easy to leave.

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked towards them.

He was short, wearing a hooded cloak, holding a wrinkled dwarf in his arms.

"It's really too late now." Aaron murmured.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Cedric pointed his wand at them and shouted.

"Kill those who are in the way." The dwarf made a hoarse voice.

"Avada Kedavra."

A strong green light shot out from the figure's hand and rushed straight towards Cedric.

Aaron slid over and tripped Cedric, but luckily avoided the killing curse.

"You owe me a life." Aaron pulled out his wand from Cedric's pocket, and then looked at the figure, "Peter Pettigrew, right? I have to say that you are much braver now than last year!

Last year you only knew how to run away, but this year you cast the killing curse as soon as we met!"

Petty took off his hood, revealing his wretched face with a hint of panic.

He didn't say anything, but the dwarf he was holding said indifferently: "Long time no see, Gaius."

"It's been a long time, and I'm really honored to be remembered by the famous Lord Voldemort for several years!" Aaron's expression was complicated, but he didn't have much fear.

Hearing this, Fleur took a few steps back in a daze, almost falling to the ground, and her body couldn't stop shaking. Cedric was also pale and silent.

They knew there might be danger here, but they didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

This is the Dark Lord! It is the shadow that weighs on the entire magic world.

Although he looks like a weak dwarf now, the entire magic world regards him as a taboo just by his name, and they have almost no courage to resist.

"So, you arranged all this?"

"I have a loyal servant who has never wavered in his loyalty to me for more than ten years."

"It can't be this coward!" Aaron looked at Pettigrew with contempt.

"Of course not, he had to obey my orders out of fear."

Wormtail trembled visibly, "Master, I, I am loyal to you."

"Shut up, Wormtail, I can tell."

"Yes, yes, yes, Master."

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Aaron shook his head, "What a humble reptile!"

"It is indeed humble, so humble that it makes people hate it.

But he is still useful, and I really can't do without him now." Voldemort did not hide his weakness, and then changed the subject, "But I will get my magic power back soon, and this requires the cooperation of one of you."

"Harry Potter?" Aaron glanced at Harry who was still in pain, thought for a while and said, "You need him, you need him to be present or something on him if you want to be fully resurrected."

"Smart.

My servant lurked in Hogwarts for a year just to let Harry Potter touch the door key.

This is my father's grave, far from Hogwarts, no one will find it, not even Dumbledore. "Voldemort said proudly, telling Aaron not to have any other ideas.

"Ah!" Aaron sighed, "Since you need Harry Potter, can you let us go?

If possible, can you return Harry Potter intact after using him? If not, let me stay and collect his body."

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, then laughed, with a cough in his laughter, "You are still as interesting as before,

But do you think it's possible?"

Aaron:......

You still have to have fantasies, just in case they come true!