Chapter 156 - 156- Join the dark side we got eyeballs

HARRY'S POV

In the end, Marcus took his time hasn't completed the task, he was brought back by the mermaids with his best friend, Harry wasn't sure what changed, it might be that he had to deal with more obstacles, or that Myrtle didn't help him, but he didn't seem to find the redhead in time.

It took twenty minutes but the points were

HARRY 49 FLEUR 48 VICTOR 48 MARCUS 25

Meaning that Fleur was first place, Harry second, Victor third and Marcus last which of course didn't matter much because not only unless he had less then 43 points for both tasks, which he didn't, only the last task truly mattered, as for them entering the maze first? Fake Moody would sure help him.

Going back to the cake with Luna in hand, Harry was blocked by Crouch Junior.

"Peverel, come with me to my office." He said, said goodbye to Luna who was going to change clothes.

As they walked Harry wondered what could Crouch possibly want from him, reaching no conclusion, which made him be on guard more then he was.

Reaching to the Professor's office, Harry let the man walk before him as he entered.

Crouch pointed on a chair for him to sit, but Harry made no move to show he noticed.

"You are on guard, that's good. CONSTANT VIGILANT!" Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes, did the man heard one conversation with the real Moody and used it like a broken record or was this how Moody truly speak?

"Well, as you seem to not want to sit, I will get to the point. you need to lose the third round, more specifically We need Marcus to win."

'Did he just revealed himself?' Not wanting to show so much he said "Em... no." The Professor grinned. "You don't understand, the light side need Marcus as a hero, and heroes can't lose, ever." Now, if he was standing in front of the real Moody, Harry would have never say what he is about to say, but since it is Crouch...

"If that's your light side, I prefer the dark, at least they have cookies." The man looked at him with a murderous look before laughing.

"Join the dark side, we have cookies! That's the best thing I have heard since the war." His face then serious. "If not for the light side, how about you lose to take revenge on the Potters?" 'Bloody hell," thought Harry 'he truly is about to show who he is." "How on earth Would letting Marcus win will be revenge, I think winning while humiliating the boy is better."

"So you are the reason why the tales were passed quickly by all the three champions! Boy, while you are average at magic, you sure have a way to use the spells you know to the maximum."

"So? Can I leave? I don't plan on letting Marcus win."

"No, you will let Marcus win, if only because it will kill him." Taking a step back as if he was struck, Harry said "WHAT? HOW? Why would I want that? Why would YOU want that?" Harry felt his talents in acting are wasted, only for Crouch to shutter his illusion by taking a wand out and saying "Merlin's beard, you know!"

"Know what? Why do you point your wand at me?"

"Don't play games with me, I disguised myself as Moody for half a year, I know acting when I see one."

"Well, shit." Harry said "So what now?"

"Now you are going to tell me how did you figure out I'm Barty Crouch and..." "Wait you are Barty Crouch? But I saw both of you together" The man slapped his forehead. "I'm that man's son, just started talking."

"It wasn't that difficult, when you performed the unforgivable curses in class and seemed happy I started paying attention to you, did you know you drink at least once an hour from that bottle of yours? And I have seen you drink from other places water, so the only reason you would do it was if it was something else.

Considering our first year's DADA Professor was possessed and the third a werewolf, I guessed it's a potion.

That and the month I listened to you change personality when talking about curses, Polyjuice."

"Oh boy, you are good." The man smiled before taking a sip of the mentioned potion and grimacing. "But now you need to give me a reason why shouldn't I kill you."

"I can make unbreakable curse to not tell anyone who you are and help Marcus win..."

"That works"

"but I want something in return."

"Oh, and is your life not enough?"

"You can't kill me, not now at least, people know we are together, and if I get out of here I'm telling everybody."

"You really were born to join the Death Eaters."

"Thank you? I guess..."

"Sure, what do you want?"

"Your, or more like Moody's magic eyeball, for today."

"Only for today?" The man asked hesitantly.

"Promise."

"Good, let's start the oath."

After finishing making the oath, fake Moody took the eyeball out and passed it to Harry.

"Return it tomorrow 6 AM sharp."

Taking the eyeball with him, Harry left to the ROR, ready to spend an all nighter and copy the greatest detection ability he ever seen, one that can see through even the cloak of Death.