The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 958 Pentakill
On the other side of the maze, Little Barty lowered his wand and quietly looked at Harry Potter who had fainted on the ground, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Harry Potter has been seriously practicing magic for the third project.

The results of it?
He used the Disillusionment Charm to hide himself, stood quietly at the exit of the passage, waited for Harry Potter to come out of the passage, and quietly used the Stunning Charm behind his back.

There was no fierce resistance, it should be said that there was no resistance at all, the famous Harry Potter was subdued in this way, and he didn't even know what happened until he fainted on the ground.

It seemed that all Harry's hard work some time ago was just a joke.

"If you stay where you are and wait, I might have to work harder." Little Barty took out the scarf that he had prepared in advance from his pocket, waved his magic wand to cast a spell on the scarf, turning it into a portkey, Fastened firmly to Harry Potter's arm.

Then, little Barty stood beside him, took out a pocket watch from his pocket, looked at the time on it, and started the final countdown.

"... three... two... one, time is up!"

Little Barty closed his pocket watch with a "snap", and Harry Potter in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"If only you could deal with that Mudblood." Little Barty looked at the place where Harry Potter disappeared, and couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. He finally completed the task given by the Dark Lord, and the next step is to... Buy enough time for the resurrection of the Dark Lord!

It is best to eliminate all the warriors, and there must be enough time by then.

Of course Barty Jr. knew that Albert Anderson was not Harry Potter, and the scheming just now probably didn't work for him, but it didn't stop him from wanting to kill that Mudblood.

Moreover, Batty Jr. is also ready!

When Barty Jr. turned his head to look for Albert's position, his heart twitched suddenly, because he found that the Mudblood was almost approaching the center of the maze. In a few minutes, he would definitely get the trophy and end the game.

Although the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament was tampered with by him, once he reached out and touched it, he would be teleported abroad, but that Mudblood definitely has the ability to return to school in a short time, this is definitely not what Moody wants to see .

After finally completing the important task given by the Dark Lord, Barty Jr. will never allow anyone to disturb the Dark Lord's resurrection.

He would never allow that to happen.

Fortunately, Albert was held back by one of the five forked roads, only one of which led to the depths of the maze, and the remaining four were dead ends. Time rushed to prevent the opponent from getting the championship trophy.

"Looks like I'm lucky."

Little Barty was panting and rushed towards the center of the maze. Unfortunately, he was still in the shape of Moody, and he couldn't walk at all with a cane.

If he knows that someone is complaining that he walks slowly, he wonders if he will be so angry that he wants to knock the other person's head off with a cane.

Albert stared at the slowly moving ink dots of Barty Crouch Jr. on the map, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really hard for him to be lame!"

That guy is coming this way.

However, what happened to Miss Furong?

The expression on Albert's face was particularly strange, because he found that Fleur Delacour was ambushing himself at the exit of the passage.

When did she go there?

Albert really didn't notice this.

However, is this preparing to think of yourself as a fool?
This kind of trick, probably only a reckless guy like Harry Potter would fall for it!
Well, Albert admits that many wizards may be raped when they are unsuspecting, but this certainly does not include himself who opened the clairvoyance.

"Is the other party planning to double-team me in front of and behind the passage?" Albert frowned slightly, seeing the other party's sinister intentions clearly.

"That's not right!"

Even if you have made a lot of preparations, it is definitely not a good idea to passively wait for the other party to kill you.

Prey is no better than a hunter.

"The advantage is with me."

Felicity is telling Albert that he has the advantage now, so he should take the initiative to disrupt Barty Crouch Jr.'s arrangement, instead of diving into the trap set by the other party.

Passive defense and counterattack will make him fall into a disadvantage and passivity, and he needs to bear greater risks.

Oh, why didn't I notice this before?

Batty Jr. wanted to rush over. With his lame speed, it would take at least a few minutes. It would be enough time for him to deal with the two cannon fodder, and then he would go back to find Batty Jr., he didn't believe that the other party would run away directly. .

Do it when you think of it.

Anyway, Albert is not going to continue pretending.

He swung his wand straight across the hedge.

If it was in the past, Albert really had no good way to deal with this hedge, but since reading the transformation notes given by the principal, his attainments in the transformation spell have improved a lot, and he naturally understands what the hedges in front of him are. For some reason, it can pass through without forcing a hole in the hedge. Albert suspects that Fleur can run in front of him so quickly because of this reason.

Quietly coming to the opposite side of the hedge next to Furong, Albert raised his magic wand and cast a spell on the hedge in front of him. Before Furong could react, the hedge around him seemed to come alive, and stretched out countless vines to wrap around her. Furong, who was caught off guard, was easily subdued.

Albert looked at Fu Rong, who was full of astonishment, and said with a smile: "It's really hard for you to lie here for so long, let's rest for a while!"

After finishing speaking, he used the stun spell to bring Fu Rong down, hooked his finger at the magic wand on the ground, and temporarily confiscated the other party's magic wand.

Without a wand, most wizards are indistinguishable from Muggles.

"The wand is flying."

After confirming that Fleur didn't have any extra wands, Albert couldn't help laughing at himself, "That's right, there probably aren't too many wizards with two wands."

Without making Albert wait too long, Viktor Krum rushed over panting. The Quidditch star was not polite at all. He raised his wand as soon as he met him and gave Albert a slap. Vada Kowalow.

The dazzling green light made people unable to keep their eyes open. Fortunately, Albert had prepared in advance, and a large stone appeared in front of him directly as a shield, and was blown up by the Avada Kedavra curse.

"It's so ruthless, throw the Avada Kedavra curse as soon as we meet."

Albert waved his wand at Krum, and a force slammed the panting hapless egg away.

While using the spell to bind the opponent, don't forget to add the stun spell.

"It's really hard for you to run all the way to die." Looking at the unconscious Krum, Albert took his wand.

"That guy shouldn't just run away like this!"

Looking at the black spots stopped on the map, Albert frowned slightly.

Albert didn't know that he had a series of coquettish operations, which really stunned little Barty. He originally thought he was going to attack that mudblood, but in the blink of an eye, the two warriors who were used as bait were killed by that mudblood. Easily resolved.

Has he changed from a hunter to a prey?

Who can tell him what is going on?

After recovering from the brief daze, the bewildered Barty Crouch Jr. didn't even have time to recover from the huge reversal.

Was he being tricked by that stinky Mudblood?

I was indeed regarded as a fool by others.

Little Barty clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

It's just a shame.

From the very beginning, that Mudblood knew that he had a problem. From the very beginning, the other party regarded him as a fool. From the very beginning, the other party was waiting for him to step into a trap.

"That despicable and shameless Mudblood, how dare he..." Little Barty threw all the insulting words he could think of at Albert.

"Get out of here immediately."

This was the first thought that popped into Little Barty's head, but he quickly rejected it, and felt ashamed and humiliated because of it.

He was actually afraid of a Mudblood.

This is not funny at all.

Kill him!

Only by killing him can all shame be washed away.

Just kill him and all problems will go away.

I still have two helpers, three against one, he is dead, and that Mudblood is definitely dead.

Little Barty believed that the Mudblood would never be a match for the three of them.

However, Barty Jr. didn't notice at all. After his plan was rudely disrupted by Albert, he became anxious.

His heart was disturbed.

Just when Barty Jr. raised his wand and fired green sparks towards the sky, and was about to summon Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick who went to surround Albert, a voice that disgusted him suddenly sounded: "I knew you had Question, let me guess who you are, Peter Pettigrew?"

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling green light shot out from the tip of Barty's wand and flew towards the direction of the sound.

"Avada Kedavra, really ruthless, it really is you."

The voice came again, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Got you."

Barty Jr blasted through the hedge and cast Kedavra on the bastard hiding behind the hedge.

Little Barty, who thought he had succeeded, froze for a moment, because he saw that his fatal blow was actually blocked by a large shield, and the Mudblood was still hiding behind several large shields unharmed.

Before Little Barty continued to use the Avada Kedavra to blow up those shields, he saw something flying towards him.

When little Barty saw clearly what the baby with grass on its head was, the expression on his face froze instantly.

The mandrake's cries suddenly filled the maze.

Originally, Albert planned to use the "Howl of the Banshee" to deal with Little Barty, but considering that it was difficult to explain when cleaning up the mess, he put on earmuffs and pulled out a pot of Mandela directly from the non-marking stretch bag Grass, pulled it out of the pot, and threw it at Little Barty.

He asked the house elves to try to plant a lot of this thing, and stuffed several pots into the non-marking stretch bag.

If he meets a large number of dark wizards, Albert doesn't mind releasing them for everyone's fun.

No one would have thought for a while that someone would throw Mandrake roots at him.

The expression on Little Barty's face froze. Even though he blocked his ears with his hands almost at the moment when the cry sounded, he was still affected by the cry of the Mandrake, even though it was only a seedling and would not be fatal. But... it can still cause people to fall into a coma.

Little Barty is in a trance now, and is about to pass out.

"Oh, it's surprising that you didn't just faint."

The noisy voice sounded again, making little Barty wish to reward the other party with Avada Kedavra, and make the other party completely shut up.

"I think Mr. Principal knows that you are a fake, and the expression on your face will definitely be quite exciting." A black figure came out of the passage, holding up a wand and preparing to subdue the crumbling little Barty.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Little Barty, whose consciousness was about to blur, let go of his hands covering his ears, raised his wand and cast the Killing Curse at the man.

He was about to give up, and had to drag him into the water before he collapsed, and it didn't matter if he fainted, because the Portkey on him would send him away in an hour.

This is the backhand left by Batty Jr. to prevent possible accidents.

The Avada Kedavra hit the figure who had just walked out of the maze passage, but under Little Barty's astonished gaze, the figure actually exploded.

That's right, the man blew up.

Before Little Barty figured out what was going on, he just passed out when he let go of his hands and heard the cry of the Mandrake.

"It's so cruel, is this trying to pull back before dying?"

Albert, who was hiding behind two layers of shields and wearing black earmuffs, looked at the puppet blown apart by the Avada Kedavra curse, and said to himself, "That's it? I thought it would be a hard fight, Unexpectedly, it was easier than expected.”

"It's really a waste of my nervousness." Albert looked at the guy who was stunned by him, with an unusually weird expression.

So this guy is so good?

"No, it should be because I disrupted the plan and caught off guard."

If he hadn't been well prepared, he might have been recruited.

This should be regarded as an intelligence advantage.

This really can't be blamed on Barty Crouch Jr.'s incompetence, but Albert's insidiousness. Throwing Mandrake roots is really not something ordinary people can do.

Albert quickly glanced at the map, because of little Barty's green sparks, both Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall were quickly approaching this side.

After Albert used magic to restrain Little Barty, he blew up a hole in the ground and buried the weeping Mandrake seedlings in it.

Then, after using the Flying Charm to take away Barty Jr.'s wand, he took out a shaking bottle from his pocket and threw it in the direction where Barty Jr. fainted.

A lifelike Albert Anderson appears out of thin air.

Temporarily immobilized in form, the hapless boggart will be thrown here as a makeshift bait.

"What the hell are you doing, Mr. Anderson?" Professor Flitwick looked at the figure on the ground in surprise, and asked, "What's wrong with Professor Moody?"

However, before Professor Flitwick had time to react, Albert used magic to pull out the mandrake that had just been buried in the ground, just like pulling out a carrot, and the shrill cry resounded throughout the maze again, caught off guard Professor Flitwick just fell straight down.

Professor Flitwick never thought that Albert would not talk about martial arts, and would use such insidious tricks.

It was also the first time he encountered this situation, and he was caught off guard.

After successfully solving Professor Flitwick, Albert couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and planned to bury the Mandrake back, and continue to use the same method to bring down Professor McGonagall.

Albert suddenly felt a palpitation, and instinctively retreated into the passage, dodging the green light flying towards him.

Really can't be careless at all, it's almost over.

Professor McGonagall appeared at the fork in the road, and unlike Professor Flitwick, she was not affected by the mandrake, because she actually wore ugly purple earmuffs on her head.

"The Imperius Curse can actually achieve this level?"

Seeing another green light flying towards him, Albert directly let a mirror shield meet the Avada Kedavra Curse. Before the shield was blown away, he pointed his wand at the ground, and a large stone wall was pulled from the ground Then, the rear passage was completely blocked.

"The wand is flying."

When retreating, Albert did not forget to call Professor Flitwick's wand.

Once the wand is lost, the threat level of the wizard will be greatly reduced. Although he does not think that Professor McGonagall can use magic to quickly wake up the wizard who was stunned by the cry of the Mandrake, but there are some things that have to be guarded against.

After Albert left the passage through the hedge, the stone blocking the wall was blasted away, and an Avada Kedavra flew directly into the passage.

"What the hell."

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was not a duel with Barty Jr., but a duel with Professor McGonagall.

And your Avada Kedavra doesn't use blue bars?
What kind of trouble is it to use so frequently!
I really can't afford it, can't afford it.

When Albert planned to withdraw first, and then use the Patronus to call Dumbledore to deal with Professor McGonagall, he found that there was an extra task on his panel: Pentakill.

The mission rewards are very rich, not only 200 experience points, [-] skill points, [-] magic world reputation, the most important thing is that you can choose a designated skill from five people, but the risk is a bit high.

There is no way, seeing Professor McGonagall use the Avada Kedavra in a posture of drinking water and eating, he knows that the other party is not easy to mess with.

Of course, with what he had prepared earlier, Albert believed that he had the ability to handle Professor McGonagall.

Do you want to take a risk?
When Albert's mind was spinning rapidly, his body had already started to move under the guidance of the Felicity Potion. He threw out two Peruvian smoke bombs, and the front was instantly dark.

He released his cannon fodder puppets again, letting them rush into the smoke to attract fire, while Albert hid behind the shield cover and fired a spell towards the passage ahead.

Stunning spells shot into the dark night sky like rockets, and the sparks that burst out enveloped the area where Professor McGonagall was located like a shower.

The spells fell one after another, and even a scaled and thick-skinned fire dragon would faint directly under the large-scale stun spell.

After seeing the task panel showing that it was completed, Albert did not let down his vigilance. The case of being counter-killed by Professor Flitwick some time ago is still vivid in his memory, and he does not want to repeat it.

After finishing using the Stunning Charm, Albert chanted another Flying Curse. He didn't believe that Professor McGonagall could use the Avada Kedavra Curse without a wand.

Even Voldemort can't use the very difficult black magic of Avada Kedavra without a wand.

Seeing the flying wand, Albert heaved a sigh of relief, tried using the flying spell again, and then let the puppet go out to find the way.

It is obviously not in line with Albert's behavior to use his own face to explore the way.

After repeatedly confirming that there are no other enemies around through the map, the first thing Albert ran out to clean up the mess was to control the fainted Professor McGonagall.

Then he cleaned up the mess, restored the shattered cannon fodder dolls and shields, put them away again, and wiped away some traces of the battle.

As for the Mandrake, he naturally kept it.

This is an important means for Albert to subdue the enemy.

After finishing the cleaning work, Albert summoned his patron saint and asked it to deliver a message to Dumbledore.

Well, by the way, some things need to be put away too.

He put the props on his body back into the non-marking stretch bag one by one, and with a final wave of his wand, the bag disappeared.

"It's finally over."

Albert looked at the professor who fell to the ground, feeling very happy.

As for saving Harry Potter.

Sorry, that's something Dumbledore should have thought about.

(End of this chapter)