Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 254: Oriental

Crouch talked unceasingly to a tree again, seeming to forget Harry all of a sudden. This surprised Harry so much that he didn't notice that Crouch had released him.

"Yes, my son recently passed the twelve general wizarding grade exams and his results are very satisfactory. Thank you, yes, I am really proud of him. Well, if you can take the Minister of Magic of Andorra Bring me that memo and I will probably have time to draft a reply..."

"You are here with him!" Harry said to Krum, "I'll call Dumbledore. I know where his office is. I can hurry up--"

"He's crazy," Krum said hesitantly, looking down at Crouch. Crouch was still chattering at the tree, seeming to believe it was Percy.

"You can stay with him." Harry finished speaking, ready to get up and leave, but his movements seemed to stimulate Mr. Crouch, causing him to change his posture abruptly, hugging Harry's knees, and then Drag him to the ground once.

"Don't...leave...me!" He whispered, his eyes popping out again, "I... escaped...must be reminded...must be told...I want to see Dumbledore...all blame me … Blame me… Bertha… died… Blame me… My son… Blame me… Tell Dumbledore… Harry Potter… The Dark Lord… Be strong… Ha Lee Potter..."

"As long as you let me go, I will go to Dumbledore, Mr. Crouch!" said Harry. He turned his head angrily to look at Krum, "Can you help me?"

Krum looked trembling, and he stepped forward and squatted down beside Mr. Crouch.

"You hold him here," Harry said, freeing himself from Mr. Crouch, "I will bring Dumbledore back." Then he immediately ran out of the forest.

Krum looked at Harry’s back and calmed the haggard old man in front of him. Just as Harry disappeared to the end of Krum’s sight, a sound suddenly came from behind him. A deep hoarse, but very aggressive roar.

"Fainted!"

Krum didn't even have time to turn around, a red light suddenly hit him on the back, and then fell straight to the ground, splashing dust.

Then Mu's dripping magic eye began to turn frantically, but his gaze never left the old man before him. He smiled cruelly.

"Battie, is that you?" Mr. Crouch shook his head suddenly, and his turbid and godless eyes suddenly became energetic.

Moody's brows frowned.

"I know your grades, I'm very satisfied!" Crouch said applauded and pleased at this time, and then his body suddenly shook violently.

"You disappointed me too much." At this time, Crouch's eyes suddenly became extremely regretful and self-blaming. "I didn't educate you well and lead you to the right path. I'm sorry to your mother. "

Crouch leaped and said unconscious words as if he was insane.

"Have you finished the show." Moody's eyes grew sulking as he squeezed such a sentence from the crooked teeth.

"Leave these words to **** and talk to my mother." Moody said coldly, raising his wand with one hand, and screaming: "Avada Sol!"

"Fainted!"

A curse Moody sent out before him, hitting the back of his head with incomparable precision, and then his hand crooked, the strange green light hit an old tree by the path, and blasted it out. There was a big hole, and sawdust flew across.

"The fakes should rest for a while." A somewhat tattered wooden leg stepped on Moody's head and kicked both feet randomly. The owner of the wooden leg spit on Moody's side, and then Then he spoke with contempt in his hoarse voice.

"Yes, and my old buddy." He bent down, and brutally dug out Moody's magic eye from his eye socket, the magic eye beating lively in his wide palm Then, he suddenly jumped into the man's eye socket.

"Without you, I'm still a little uncomfortable walking." The man murmured.

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"Victor?" Harry shouted. He had already called Professor Dumbledore over at this time, and he kept explaining what had just happened during the previous journey, and now the darkness of the night has been covered. Above the sky, people's sight is greatly obscured.

But no one answers right now.

"They were here just now," Harry said to Dumbledore, "They must be around here..."

"Fluorescence flickers." Dumbledore said, lighting up his wand and lighting up the night sky. He was noncommittal about what Harry said. He seemed calm. He might have been early about what happened in the forest. Expected.

"You guys came in time, and I have done some treatment on him." A dark shadow slowly peeked out of the bushes, scared that Harry hurriedly aimed his wand at the man in front of him, and then he Realizing that he was a false alarm, with the tip of Dumbledore's wand, Harry saw the person who was coming-Moody was also looking at the two of them with his spinning magic eye.

Harry felt a little strange. He felt inexplicably that the Professor Moody in front of him had changed. His gray hair was missing a few strands. The most obvious thing was that he had lost a lot of weight. The scarred skin was thinner. It looks even more despicable and abominable.

"Has he been attacked?" Dumbledore asked directly, not surprisingly why Moody appeared here

"I'm afraid so~IndoMTL.com~ I saw this warrior knocked to the ground when I arrived." Moody said lightly, "Then I did some necessary treatment to him. But it seems that more professional people are still needed to help him regain his vitality."

"Where is he?" Harry asked hastily. "And Mr. Crouch, how about the others?"

"Lean on the tree over there." Moody extended his finger to a tree not far away, and sure enough, there was a vague figure visible there.

"As for Mr. Crouch you said, I didn't see it at all." Moody's words made Harry, who was slightly relieved, suspended again.

"It's important to save people first." Dumbledore murmured, the half-moon lens gleaming in the dim light of the wand.

He raised his wand high and pointed it in the direction of Professor McGonagall's office. Harry saw a silver object eject from his wand, like a pale bird, flashing past the trees. Then Dumbledore walked quickly in the direction Moody pointed out just now, took a look at Krum who was leaning on the trunk, pointed his wand at him, and whispered: "Recover quickly."