[HP] Time Corner

Chapter 12 Quidditch World Cup (3)

That night.

Harry slept in Ron's top bunk, and he lay there, staring at the canvas ceiling of the tent.Occasionally a leprechaun with a lantern flew over the tent, passing a bright or dark flash.

Harry was thinking about what happened on the field today.

Draco has always been arrogant, and every time he talks to him, he feels like the other party is a spoiled prince.Lucius has always held him in the palm of his hand, what made him lose his composure like that?Harry was a little irritable in his heart. Compared with his gaffe and tears today, Harry still liked that little bastard who was full of energy and made trouble for him.

Tossing and turning on the bed, whenever he closed his eyes, Draco's face flashed before his eyes.Suddenly— Mr. Weasley yelled.

"Get up! Ron - Harry - come on, get up, it's an emergency!"

Harry sat up with a jerk, hitting his head against the canvas, and all that whiff flew out.

"Wh-what's the matter?"

—something is not quite right.The voices in the camp changed, the singing stopped, and there were screams and people running in panic.Harry slid off the double bed and reached for his clothes, but Mr. Weasley said, "It's too late, Harry - grab any coat and get out, hurry up!"

Harry did as he was told and hurried out of the tent, Ron following him.

The lights that had illuminated the way to the stadium have now gone out.There were dark figures stumbling along in the woods, little children crying, nervous, anxious cries and voices echoing in the cold night sky around them.

"Someone has caught a family of Muggles." The quickening of Lucius' speech revealed a hint of worry and panic. "Xiaolong, stay with your mother and don't go anywhere." Then he apparated and left the Malfoy's tent.

Draco's heart tightened, it's time to come, Barty Crouch Jr.!

——In his previous life, Barty Crouch Jr. disguised himself as Moody and threw Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire, forcing Harry to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, which led to Voldemort being reborn with Harry's blood. In this life, He absolutely wants to kill variables in the bud!

Gripping his wand tightly, Draco rushed out.

"Xiaolong, where are you going?" Narcissa chased him out.

Draco turned back: "Mom, don't come out, trust me, I can protect myself."

"Duoqi, take care of mother."

Surrounded by people running in panic.Considering Harry's troublesome physique, he might as well remind him first.But where did the little lion go?

"Ron, where are you? Oh, we're so stupid - fluorescent lights!"

In the distance, Draco heard the voice of the little witch.

"I tripped over a tree root." A slightly rude male voice said angrily.

Draco leaned against a tree, adjusted his breathing, and deliberately drew out the tone. "Hmph, with those feet, it's hard not to trip."

The three turned around abruptly.But Malfoy looked relaxed and content.He folded his arms, and it seemed that he had been watching the chaotic scene in the camp through the gaps in the trees.

Ron said a foul word to Malfoy.

"Speak cleanly," Draco said angrily. Sure enough, even after living his life again, he still looked down on Ron Weasley.

"I think you'd better hurry up and run away! Keep your wands and stay away from the bushes."

Draco approached Harry slowly, and leaned into Harry's ear, "It's not good to be suspected. Potter, if you don't want to cause trouble, take them out of here." As if inadvertently, when he turned around, his lips The horn brushed Harry's cheek, and he said in a voice only two people could hear, "Harry, believe it or not, I don't want you to get hurt."

In the moonlight, Draco keenly noticed that his blue-eyed lion cub blushed, pursed his lips in satisfaction, and disapparated—the potential bomb, Barty Jr., hadn't been found yet.

"What does Malfoy mean?" Hermione asked incredulously.

"I don't think he's malicious this time." Thinking of the unexpected contact just now, Harry said weakly, "He may know something, just to remind us."

"Protect the wand, right? Malfoy is weird today." Ron muttered, and reluctantly clenched the wand in his hand.The temperature on Harry's face became a little higher.

Draco turned around and finally spotted a furtive figure in a hood.He gritted his teeth, his eyes ignited with boiling flames—"Barty Crouch Jr."

When he followed the figure in black and drifted into the woods not far from the three of Harry and the others, Draco became depressed—his reminder was in vain!

The black-clothed figure pulled out a wand and pointed it at the sky—"The corpse reappears!"

Draco's heart trembled when he saw a huge green shiny skull logo leaping up the treetops and flying into the air.The dark memories brought by those dark dukes are too profound. After a few years, there is still some potential fear when seeing this mark.

The man looked up at the mark soaring into the sky, motionless, seemed to be extremely focused, Draco drew out his wand, and muttered softly - "Dizzy."

The figure was caught off guard and fell to the ground, his personnel unknown.

The words are divided into two parts.

"What's this—" Ron was nervous, staring up at what had just appeared.

It was a gigantic skeleton, composed of countless green star-like things, and a large python emerged from the skeleton's mouth like a tongue.As they watched, the skeleton rose higher and higher, shining brightly in a cloud of green smoke, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.

"Harry, come on, let's go!" Hermione grabbed him by the collar and dragged him forward.

"What's going on?" said Harry, startled to see Hermione's face pale and utterly terrified.

"It's the Dark Mark, Harry!" Hermione groaned, pulling him desperately. "You-Know-Who's symbol!"

"Voldemort's—"

"Harry, let's go!"

However it was too late.

Dozens of figures swished around, looking at the three children in front of them with scrutiny.

"Why did you appear here? Did you release that mark just now?" Barty Crouch was rather annoyed.

"How is that possible? That's Harry Potter!" Arthur Weasley argued, "Harry couldn't have released that sign!"

"Arthur is right! Harry, tell us what happened just now, did you find anyone?" A witch asked Harry kindly.

"We heard someone talking in the bushes - we didn't catch what was said - and the marker went up. We really didn't do anything!"

"Kingsley, go and see—"

A figure jumped out of the crowd and walked into the woods.

"Here - there is a person!"

"Who? Bring him out!"

Seeing the unknown figure lying on the ground, Barty Crouch's face turned pale.

——His son, he couldn't bear his wife's begging, the son brought out from Azkaban, how could the son who was supposed to stay at home appear here! ! !

"Ah! It's Barty Crouch Jr.!"

"Little Barty, shouldn't he be in Azkaban?" People watched Barty Crouch's face gradually become complicated.

——It was Barty Crouch who put his son, who was loyal to Voldemort, into Azkaban with a face of justice. I really didn't expect it!

Finally -

"Take it away!" The Auror team took the unconscious little Barty and left, leaving Crouch standing there alone with a smile on his face.

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