Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 873: Conspiracy

"I really didn't put my name in the Goblet of Fire."

On the way back to the Gryffindor common room, Harry finally couldn't help but confide in Albert.

"You've said it several times," Albert said softly. "I'm sure you didn't."

"Why?"

Actually, Harry didn't know why he said that. He was probably too irritable and wanted to find someone to chat with.

"What why?"

"Sorry." Harry, embarrassed, apologised softly.

"What do you want to know?" Albert asked, looking at Harry's embarrassment.

"I want to know...why do you believe me." Harry looked embarrassed when he finished.

"Then I said it, I hope it won't make you uncomfortable." Albert smiled and said, "Your magical power is indeed stronger than other students of the same grade, but in my opinion, you are not What a powerful wizard."

"What do you mean?" Harry felt inexplicably irritated.

"It's very difficult to deceive a powerful magical item like the Goblet of Fire at your current level." Albert reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "That requires a particularly powerful Confusion Charm, I bet your parchment has only your name on it, but no school."

"How do you know?" Harry couldn't help asking, he felt that Albert might know a lot of things, from a long time ago, the other party gave him this feeling, as if he knew everything.

"The guy who threw your name into the Goblet of Fire can't actually interfere with the Goblet of Fire's selection of champions, so he can only take the simplest way, using the Confusion Charm to confuse the Goblet of Fire, making it mistaken for four The school participates in the Triwizard Tournament, so the Goblet of Fire treats you as a player in the fourth school, and you are the only one in the fourth school, so you naturally become the warrior of the fourth school, which is also on your parchment The reason you don't have a school name and you're a student at Hogwarts means that there are two warriors at Hogwarts."

"How do you know these things?"

Harry stared at Albert, dumbfounded. He had no idea that this would be the case.

"Guess, most people can guess it, but it's not as detailed as I said." Albert said without hesitation, "Dumbledore can definitely guess."

"But they..."

"This is adult infighting," said Albert contemptuously.

"But why would he give me such a favor?" Harry, realizing that he had said something wrong, corrected himself again: "I mean why did he sign me up?"

"You really have confidence in yourself!" Albert said softly: "Although it is good to have confidence, I feel that if no one helps you, it may be difficult for you to successfully pass the three competitions, although Cheating is a tradition in the Triwizard Tournament, but you don’t expect Dumbledore to cheat for you, and Professor McGonagall can’t help you, at most she will provide you with some convenience, such as opening the forbidden area for us.”

Harry felt slightly annoyed.

"You probably didn't understand Mr. Crouch's prompt!" said Albert

"What hint?" Harry was confused.

"Courage to face the unknown." Albert reminded: "In the 1792 Tournament, the warriors had to catch a chicken-body snake-tailed monster, and the estimate we needed to face in the first project was this. Dangerous magical creatures."

Harry stared blankly at Albert with his mouth open, unable to imagine how he would subdue a monster alone.

"It is not difficult to speculate on the content of the Warriors' project by looking for cases in the Triwizard Tournament of the past." Albert explained, "If you want to subdue such a dangerous monster, what are you going to do?"

Harry's face turned pale, he knew why Albert said that, and he didn't feel that Albert was washing himself.

"Of course, that's the worst-case scenario, maybe the Ministry of Magic will grab a few tarantulas from the Forbidden Forest to rival us, or head a monster to guard something and let us steal it from the monster In ancient times, wizards liked to use large, dangerous and magical creatures such as octopus to guard the house or guard the treasury."

"You're right." Harry's face showed an irresistible bitterness. "If that's the case, it's really hard for me."

"Don't worry, you still have good friends. If you can't, let Sirius and Lupin help you find a way." Albert patted Harry on the shoulder and comforted him. "Cheating in Triwizard Tournaments is normal, and I'm sure other warriors will cheat too."

"What about you?" Harry looked at Albert.

"Me? I don't think I need to cheat. Although it sounds a little proud, I think the Triwizard Tournament should not be too difficult for me." Albert said confidently.

Harry choked and asked the question he wanted most: "Who do you think threw my name into the Goblet of Fire?"

"You know, don't you?" Albert reminded kindly.

"I know?" Harry was even more confused.

"Yeah, you know."

"I... Voldemort?" Harry seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but say the shy name.

"I think so."

How can Voldemort guarantee to throw my name into the Goblet of Fire? He should be far away, feeble, alone... no, Voldemort wasn't alone... Harry dreamed he was talking to Wormtail... they were probably plotting to kill Harry.

"Wormtail?" said Harry suddenly, "He knows a lot of secret passages, and he can become a mouse, and he can sneak into Hogwarts without anyone knowing."

"Well, it must be Voldemort's minions, you better be careful." Albert nodded in agreement.

"But why did he attack you and prevent you from participating in the game?"

"Number one, the guy who attacked me probably wasn't the same guy who voted for you. He was just trying to prevent me from participating in the Triwizard Tournament. He was just trying to prevent Hogwarts from winning."

"Second, it was Peter Wormtail who attacked me, and the reason he didn't want me to play the Triwizard Tournament was probably to stop me from winning the championship, because they knew that when I played in the Triwizard Tournament, someone else had a good chance of winning. Low, it's a bit of a brag, but I feel like I can win and they obviously do something with whoever wins, or maybe in Game 3."

Harry was silent for a long time. Although he was a little unconvinced, he still agreed with Albert's words. His record is the best proof that so many world-class champions are Albert's confidence.

As they walked and chatted, they unknowingly arrived outside the Gryffindor common room.

The fat lady looked at the two people in front of her with her eyes open, and said with a smile, "I just heard that someone has been selected as the school's warrior."

"Bullshit," Harry said.

"Oh, really." The fat lady opened the door and let them in.

Albert had no intention of moving his foot when Harry lifted his foot into the common room.

"Aren't you going in?" asked the fat lady, looking at Albert who was standing outside in surprise.

"The Gryffindor students are too enthusiastic, I think I'd better wait a while." Albert said helplessly to the fat lady, listening to the clamor from behind the portrait.

"So, what Violet said is true, you two have really become warriors at Hogwarts." The Fat Lady asked curiously.

"Of course it is." A pale witch appears in the Fat Lady's portrait.

"Yeah, someone signed up for Harry and me."

"Anyone signed up for you?" the fat lady asked gossip.

"Professor Moody should be the one who helped me sign up." Albert directly put the blame on Moody's head, and when the news spread, whether it was Professor Moody's doing it or not, Dumo people were done by him, so I asked him if he was angry.

"As for who signed up for Potter, I don't know."

"I think even if no one signs you up, you can definitely become a Hogwarts warrior. Many portraits are guessing that the Hogwarts warrior will be you." Violet said to Albert.

"Nonsense, thank you, help me open the door." Albert said, putting a disguise on himself, and after the fat woman opened the door, he was about to sneak in.

"Absolutely not!" said the witch angrily.

"This is the password." The fat lady patted the witch's shoulder comfortingly, then she swung forward and let Albert into the common room.

When the portrait was opened, the clamor immediately entered the ears, and everyone circled around Harry, the poor savior surrounded by frenzied Gryffindor students.

No one wants to listen to Harry, no one wants to listen to Harry's defense, everyone just wants to celebrate it for themselves.

Seeing this scene, Albert couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Harry was in front of him to attract firepower.

No one noticed that Albert slipped through the crowd and went upstairs to the dormitory for supper.

"Sure enough, I still have foresight." Albert was very satisfied with his wit, otherwise he would be surrounded by Gryffindor students, and he would not be bothered to death. The unfortunate Mr. Potter was a warning.

At the same time, after returning to his office, Little Barty began to smash things to vent his anger and depression after using the Anti-Disturbance Charm and Whispering Charm on his room. The mirror was smashed, and he was still unhappy. Every time he thought of Albert's sincere expression of thanks, he wanted to tear up the other person's face. In the end, Barty Jr., stunned by the rage, casts the Cruciatus Curse on the real Professor Moody, who is locked in the box.

After torturing the other party, his anger subsided a little.

Barty Jr begins writing to the Dark Lord, informing him of what happened tonight.

It's all Wormtail's fault. He suspects that the other party didn't control Albert at all, and that the guy's disappearance was completely faked by himself.

Barty Jr. is not throwing the blame, because even if other people help to vote, it is difficult to ensure that Albert will become a warrior. In fact, at the moment of voting, the person and name are different, which will cause the contract to fail. , cannot be selected by the Goblet of Fire, unless he uses a powerful Confusion Charm to confuse the Goblet of Fire and get things wrong.

However, ordinary students obviously don't have that opportunity, and other professors, unaware of Albert's disappearance, obviously don't either.

There is only one truth, and that is that Albert Anderson himself signed up for the Triwizard Tournament, and only this can explain what happened just now.

And preventing this from happening is clearly Wormtail's mission, and his mission has failed.

Peter's stupidity made him suspicious, so he was testing himself like that?

Moreover, this incident has aroused Dumbledore's vigilance. Barty Jr. can't do anything for the time being, and he must start a preparatory plan.

It was a bit risky to take Harry away in the third project. He had to find a way to hold Dumbledore in his footsteps, and this method was actually not difficult. cause someone to die unexpectedly.

This matter is too easy for him, as long as he uses Avada to knock down people, then throw the corpse into the monster pile, let the monster destroy his corpse, he can disguise him as a victim The appearance of the monster killed.

Think that the death of a champion will divert Dumbledore's attention and buy the Dark Lord more time.

Barty Jr. wrote his plan into a letter and sent it to Voldemort. However, the letter directly caused Wormtail to pour blood mold.

"Wormtail, you're a disappointment." Voldemort looked indifferently at the servant who fell to the ground with his scarlet eyes.

"Master, I'm sure that Mudblood is under control," Wormtail argued. "After he's drunk, he won't even have time to sign up, unless another professor secretly signs him up."

"Lie." Voldemort raised his wand again and gave Wormtail the Cruciatus, "You weren't there at the time, and you didn't see that Mudblood drink the fascination potion, I dare say that Mudblood saw through you. Don't make excuses for your incompetence."

Peter fell to the ground and twitched in pain. At this moment, Peter had some regrets about returning to Voldemort's side~IndoMTL.com~ He didn't get much benefit at all, and he was running around for Voldemort and was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.

After torturing Wormtail, Voldemort finally didn't feed Peter to the snake, probably because he needed someone to help him brew the potion and preside over the resurrection ceremony. Barty Jr couldn't be too busy. , so Voldemort needs to leave Wormtail as a helper.

Of course, the more important reason is that they still have backup plans. Even if Albert participates in the Triwizard Tournament, it will not affect the final result.

Of course, this whole thing wasn't really a bloodbath for the victim, Peter. If he can kill Albert with the hands of Barty Jr., it is not unbearable to be tortured by Voldemort's Cruciatus.

As for the Dark Lord's death threat, Peter is not afraid. He knows very well that before Voldemort's resurrection, the other party will never kill him to feed the snake. Otherwise, where would the Dark Lord find someone as reliable as him to help host Resurrection ceremony.

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