Chapter 923： Extra: Try and die

Chapter 923 Extra: Try and die

Not long after they separated from the Potters, Moody went to the principal's office and asked about divination.

 In fact, pretending not to know and not touching the matter is the wisest thing to do, because that way there will be no mistakes and it will not be easy to be exposed.

However, Moody decided to go to Dumbledore and use this incident to find out the other party's divination level.

 Albert Anderson was so evil that Moody felt threatened.

As for the risk, in Moody's opinion, the risk of being exposed by divination is not great. If the mudblood's divination is really so accurate, how could Dumbledore not go to him for divination? And the other party still can't see through his disguise.

Furthermore, if there was really a way to find the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew, Moody's character would definitely be willing to try it. After all, there is no risk, but the benefits may be huge.

"Alastor, what's the matter?" Dumbledore looked up at his old friend.

“I just met Harry Potter, and he said that Anderson’s magical boy is very good at divination. Do you know about this?” Moody pulled up an armchair and sat across from the principal.

"I heard something," Dumbledore said noncommittally.

"Then can we ask him to help divine the whereabouts of Peter and Crouch?" Moody said on crutches: "Although I don't really believe in divination, Anderson is indeed a magical guy. I think he might be able to help We bring unexpected surprises, and even if we fail, it’s nothing, at least it’s much better than the Ministry of Magic looking around without a clue.”

"You're right, maybe we should give it a try." Dumbledore nodded and agreed with Moody's idea. He picked up the quill on the table and wrote a letter to Albert, inviting him to come to the principal's office for tea in the evening. .

At eight o'clock in the evening, Albert knocked on the door of the principal's office on time. When he pushed the door in, he found that Professor Moody was here, and he knew that the principal was probably looking for him for no good reason.

 Actually, Albert came here with the hope that he might be able to get some tasks or benefits, but now it seems that Dumbledore came to him because he obviously wanted him to help with divination.

"Professor Dumbledore, what do you want from me?" Albert asked knowingly.

"I hope you can help divine the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew and Barty Crouch Jr." Dumbledore asked with a smile, "What would you like to drink?"

 “A cup of black tea.” Albert frowned and reminded, “Divination is not everything.”

While drinking tea, he took the time to glance at his task panel. No new tasks were triggered, so Albert had no intention of picking off Barty Crouch Jr.'s vest.

 After all, this guy still has several tasks hanging on him. If his vest is taken off now, some tasks may not be completed, and the losses will be huge by then.

Of course, if Dumbledore's benefits were great enough, or if a mission with rich rewards was triggered, Albert wouldn't mind stripping Barty Crouch Jr.'s vest right on the spot.

 “Try it, I believe in your divination ability.” Dumbledore said gently.

 I also believe in my abilities, but you need to at least show it. Prostitution for free is not a good habit.

Albert muttered in his mind, preparing to pretend that if Dumbledore didn't give him something good, he would pretend that he hadn't predicted anything.

Dumbledore seemed to have read through Albert's little thoughts. He placed an old notebook in front of Albert and said, "This is my notebook. Maybe you can put it to use."

Albert glanced at the content above and found that it was a transformation note. He reached out and took out the crystal ball from the transformation lizard skin bag to help predict.

Moody watched all this with interest.

 “Where is Peter Pettigrew hiding?” After drinking the black tea, Albert stared straight at the crystal ball in front of him and began to predict the hiding place of Peter Pettigrew.

As for little Barty, it’s not possible yet, after all, it’s not time to pick the fruits yet.

The fog on the crystal ball began to dissipate, and a red, white and blue flag appeared on it, followed by a tulip wooden sign, which marked the entrance to Dutch Wizard Street, and finally settled in a dim house, where Peter Pettigrew was holding a …pack.

"Peter Pettigrew is hiding in the Netherlands..." Moody looked at Albert in surprise. The murderous look in his eyes flashed away. He suddenly had a bad premonition. He never expected that this mudblood could actually divine the child. Approximate location of the dwarf star Peter.

"It seems that Peter helped Voldemort regain his physical body." Dumbledore looked at the package in Peter's arms and said, "This is really bad news."

 “It’s a very troublesome thing,” Professor Moody said.

 “Where is Barty Crouch Jr.?” Dumbledore glanced at Moody and asked Albert to continue with his second prophecy.

 “Wait a moment, don’t expect...”

Albert's tone paused, and his eyes fell on the mission panel, which actually triggered a new mission: try or die.

Albert did not immediately divine. Instead, he pulled out the wand from under his robe and tapped the tea cup. After refilling the black tea, he took a sip and glanced at Barty Crouch Jr. again. I fell into a short-term tangle after looking at my mission. The rewards for this mission are very good. You can specify a skill. It also gives you a lot of experience and skill points, but...

　　　Little Barty seems to have ill intentions towards him. Although he previously thought that the other party might cause trouble for him,... the hatred value should not be too high. It is the type of person who will be killed by the way. It's hard to say now.

  Otherwise, take them away in one wave.

As for the follow-up... forget it, even without Barty Crouch Jr., Voldemort will probably be resurrected.

After drinking the black tea, Albert reached out and touched the crystal ball under the watchful eyes of Dumbledore and Moody. The white mist on the crystal ball began to spin rapidly, and soon a new picture emerged: this time it was with wings. The boar stone carving is undoubtedly a reference to Hogwarts.

Next, a hand appeared in the crystal ball, holding a piece of parchment. There were three ink footprints on the parchment, and the names of the people were marked next to the footprints, Albus Dumbledore, Abb. T. Anderson, and... Barty Crouch.

That’s right, Barty Crouch, not Alastor Moody.

 The atmosphere in the principal's office suddenly came to a standstill.

At this moment, Albert took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and spread it out in front of the two of them. Three ink dots appeared on the map, which was exactly what he saw on the crystal ball.

Okay, that's a map with a footprint charm on it.

But this is not the point. The point is the names of the three people marked on the map.

Albert and Dumbledore both looked up at Moody, whose expression was completely distorted. Just when Moody was about to draw out his wand for a desperate counterattack, a red light quickly hit him.

Moody, or Barty Crouch Jr., who was originally preparing for a last-ditch effort, was hit by Dumbledore's wandless stun spell and passed out directly.

At this moment, a new picture appeared on the crystal ball. Two dementors were dragging a person, and that person was clearly Barty Crouch Jr.

 “Oh, God, what happened.” The portraits woke up one after another.

"The Trace Curse!" Dumbledore ignored the portrait, but stared at the map and whispered softly: "I forgot about this. Even if I take the compound potion, I can't hide the Trace Curse."

"So, I said there is always something wrong with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts." Albert glanced at the completed panel task, then looked at the unconscious Moody and muttered: "But, why did he suddenly have trouble thinking about it? , actually asked me to predict my whereabouts?"

 This is a good time, if you try it you will die.

"He probably thinks you don't have that ability!" Dumbledore said gently, seemingly in a good mood.

"Then I'll leave first. I'll leave this to you. Don't reveal that this matter has anything to do with me. I always think it's a trouble." Albert picked up the transformation note and ran away.

Dumbledore's face suddenly darkened after Albert left. He used the fireplace to call Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, and found the imprisoned Professor Moody in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office. By the way, he used Veritaserum's face became even more gloomy after hearing the whole story and learning about the other party's plan to resurrect Voldemort with the blood of Harry Potter.

 “How did you see through it?” Professor McGonagall asked curiously.

Dumbledore handed the map to Professor McGonagall.

Well, now they know how Dumbledore found out that Professor Moody was fake.

"Actually, it was this fake professor who suggested to Dumbledore to ask Albert Anderson to help divine the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew and Barty Crouch Jr., and this is what happened." Phineas Nye Jarles burst out laughing, finding the whole thing so funny.

After listening to Phineas Nigellus's description, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape stared at Barty Crouch Jr. in front of them in stunned silence, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

"You are saying that Mr. Anderson knew Professor Moody was Barty Crouch Jr. through divination." Professor McGonagall felt that the whole thing was full of magic, and it was Barty Crouch Jr. himself who proposed divination?

 What are these things?

"So, this guy actually made himself stupid to death?" Snape said with a weird expression.

"This incident is more of an accident. Who would have known that Mr. Anderson was actually a very powerful prophecy master?" Dumbledore shook his head and said, "Remember to keep this matter a secret, otherwise Mr. Anderson may be in a lot of trouble."

  (Note: Extras have nothing to do with the main plot)

 (End of this chapter)