On the other side of the maze, little Barty lowered his wand and looked quietly at Harry Potter who had fainted on the ground, with the corners of his mouth unable to stop rising.
Harry Potter has been practicing magic seriously for his third project.
What's the result
He used the Disillusionment Charm to hide himself, stood quietly at the exit of the passage, and after Harry Potter came out of the passage, he quietly used the Stunning Charm behind him.
There was no fierce resistance, or rather no resistance at all. The famous Harry Potter was subdued just like that. He didn't even know what was happening until he fainted on the ground.
It was as if all Harry's efforts in the past period of time were just a joke.
"If you stay where you are and wait, I might have to put in more effort." Little Barty took out a scarf he had prepared in advance from his pocket, waved his wand to cast a spell on the scarf, turned it into a portkey, and tied it firmly around Harry Potter's arm.
Then, Little Batty stood nearby, pulled out a pocket watch from his pocket, looked at the time on it, and began the final countdown.
“… Three… Two… One, time’s up!”
Barty Jr. closed his pocket watch with a "snap", and Harry Potter in front of him suddenly disappeared.
"It would be great if it were easier for you to deal with that Mudblood." Barty Jr. looked at the place where Harry Potter disappeared and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He had finally completed the task given by the Dark Lord. The next step was... to buy as much time as possible for the Dark Lord's resurrection!
It would be best if all the warriors could be eliminated, then there would definitely be enough time.
Of course, Barty Jr. knew that Albert Anderson was not Harry Potter, and that trick he had just used would probably be useless against him, but that didn't stop him from wanting to kill the Mudblood.
Moreover, Little Batty is ready too!
Just as little Barty turned his head to look for Albert's location, his heart suddenly tightened, because he found that the mudblood was almost approaching the center of the maze. In a few minutes, he would definitely be able to get the trophy and end the game.
Although he had secretly tampered with the Triwizard Tournament trophy so that anyone who touched it would be teleported abroad, the Mudblood was definitely capable of returning to school in a short time, which was definitely not what Moody wanted to see.
Having finally completed the important task given by the Dark Lord, Little Barty would never allow anyone to disturb the Dark Lord's resurrection.
He would never allow that to happen.
Fortunately, Albert was slowed down by a fork in the road with five choices, only one of which led deep into the maze, and the remaining four were dead ends. This allowed the ambush he had arranged to come in handy, and gave him plenty of time to rush over and stop the other party from getting the championship trophy.
"It seems that I am lucky."
Little Barty ran towards the center of the maze breathlessly. Unfortunately, he still looked like Moody and couldn't walk fast enough with a cane.
If he knew someone was complaining about his slow walking speed, he would be so angry that he would want to hit the other person's head with his cane.
Albert stared at the slowly moving ink dot of Barty Crouch Jr. on the map and muttered softly, "It's really hard for him to travel even with a lame leg!"
That guy is coming this way.
But what's the matter with this Miss Furong
The expression on Albert's face was particularly strange because he found that Fleur Delacour was ambushing him at the exit of the passage.
When did she go there
Albert really didn't notice this.
But, are you preparing to treat yourself as a fool
Probably only someone like Harry Potter would fall for this kind of trick!
Well, Albert admitted that many wizards might be ambushed if they were caught off guard, but that certainly did not include himself who had the ability of clairvoyance.
"Is the other party planning to double-team me from the front and back of the passage?" Albert saw the other party's sinister intentions and frowned slightly.
“This is not right!”
Even if you have made a lot of preparations, it is never a good idea to passively wait for the other party to kill you.
The prey is no match for the hunter.
"The advantage is mine."
The Felixir was telling Albert that since he now had the advantage, he should take the initiative to disrupt Barty Crouch Jr.'s arrangements instead of falling headfirst into the trap set by the other party.
Passive defensive counterattacks will put him at a disadvantage and put him in a passive position, and he will have to bear greater risks.
Oh, why didn’t I notice this before
If Little Batty wanted to rush over, it would take him at least a few minutes with his lame speed. This was enough time for him to deal with the two cannon fodders. Then he could turn around and go back to find Little Batty. He didn't believe that the other party would just run away.
Do it when you think of it.
Anyway, Albert is not going to pretend anymore.
He waved his wand straight through the hedge.
If it were in the past, Albert really had no good way to deal with this hedge, but since he read the Transfiguration Notes given by the Headmaster, his attainments in Transfiguration spells have rapidly improved. Naturally, he understood the principles of the hedges in front of him and could pass through them without forcibly making a hole in the hedge. Albert suspected that Fleur was able to run ahead of him so quickly because of this reason.
Quietly coming to the other side of the hedge next to Fleur, Albert raised his wand and cast a spell at the hedge in front of him. Before Fleur could react, the hedge beside her seemed to come alive, stretching out countless vines to wrap around her, easily subduing the unsuspecting Fleur.
Albert looked at Furong, who was in shock, and said with a smile, "It's really hard for you to ambush me here for so long. Take a rest first!"
After saying that, he used a stunning spell to knock Furong down, and hooked his finger at the wand on the ground, temporarily confiscating the opponent's wand.
Without their wands, most wizards are little different from Muggles.
"Wands are flying."
After confirming that Fleur didn't have any extra wands, Albert couldn't help but laugh at himself and said, "That's right, there probably aren't many wizards who carry two wands."
Albert didn't have to wait too long before Viktor Krum came over breathlessly. The Quidditch star was not polite at all. As soon as they met, he raised his wand and gave Albert an Avada Kedavra.
The dazzling green light made it impossible for people to open their eyes. Fortunately, Albert had made preparations in advance. A large rock appeared in front of him as a shield and was blown into pieces by the Avada Kedavra.
"How cruel! He threw the Avada Kedavra curse at us the moment we met."
Albert swung his wand at Krum, and a powerful force blew the breathless unfortunate fellow away.
While using the spell to restrain the opponent, don't forget to cast a stun spell.
"Thank you for running all the way here to die." Looking at the unconscious Krum, Albert took away his wand.
"That guy won't just run away like that!"
Looking at the black dot on the map, Albert frowned slightly.
Albert didn't know that his series of fancy moves had really confused little Barty. He originally thought that he was going to sneak attack the Mudblood, but in the blink of an eye, the two warriors who were used as bait were easily dealt with by the Mudblood.
Have I turned from a hunter into a prey
Who can tell him what is going on
After coming back to his senses from a brief daze, the confused Barty Crouch didn't even have time to recover from the huge reversal.
Was I fooled by that stinky mudblood
I was indeed regarded as a fool by others.
Little Barty clenched his fists and his teeth were chattering.
This is a disgrace.
From the very beginning, the Mudblood knew that there was something wrong with him. From the very beginning, the other party had treated him as a fool. From the very beginning, the other party had been waiting for him to step into the trap.
"That despicable and shameless Mudblood, how dare he..." Little Barty threw all the insulting words he could think of at Albert.
"Leave here immediately."
This was the first thought that came to little Batty's head, but he quickly rejected it and felt ashamed and humiliated for it.
He was actually afraid of a Mudblood.
This is not funny at all.
Kill him!
Only by killing him can all the shame be washed away.
Just kill him and all the problems will go away.
He has 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, little Batty didn't notice at all that he started to get anxious after his plans were rudely disrupted by Albert.
His heart was in turmoil.
Just as Barty raised his wand and shot green sparks into the sky, preparing to summon Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick to surround Albert, a disgusting voice suddenly sounded: "I knew there was something wrong with you. 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 where the voice came from.
"Avada Kedavra, you are so cruel. It's you indeed."
The voice came again, with a hint of undisguised sarcasm in its tone.
"I found you."
Barty Jr. blasted the hedge open and used Avada Kedavra on the bastard hiding behind it.
The expression on Barty Jr.'s face, who originally thought he had succeeded, froze instantly, because he saw that his fatal attack was actually blocked by a large shield, and the Mudblood was still hiding behind several large shields safely.
Before Barty Jr. could continue using the Avada Kedavra to blow up the shields, he saw something flying towards him.
When little Batty saw clearly what the baby with grass on its head was, the expression on his face froze instantly.
The cry of Mandrake suddenly filled the entire maze.
Originally, Albert planned to use "Banshee's Howl" to deal with Little Batty, but considering that it would be difficult to explain when cleaning up the mess, he put on earmuffs and directly pulled out a pot of Mandrake from the Traceless Stretching Bag. After pulling it out of the pot, he threw it at Little Batty.
He asked the house-elf to try to plant a lot of this thing and stuffed several pots into the Seamless Stretching Bag.
If he encountered a large group of dark wizards, Albert wouldn't mind releasing them to entertain everyone.
No one could have imagined for a moment that someone would throw a mandrake root at them.
The expression on little Batty's face froze. Even though he blocked his ears with his hands almost at the moment the crying sounded, he was still affected by the crying of the Mandrake. Although it was just a seedling and not fatal, it could still cause a person to fall into a coma.
Little Barty is now a little dazed and is about to faint.
"Oh, I'm surprised you didn't just faint."
The noisy voice sounded again, making Little Batty want to give the other party an Avada Kedavra to make him shut up completely.
"I think the headmaster will have a very interesting expression on his face when he finds out you're an impostor." A dark shadow walked out of the passage, holding a wand and ready to subdue the staggering little Barty.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Little Barty, whose consciousness was almost blurred, loosened his hands that were covering his ears, raised his wand and used the Killing Curse on the man.
He could hardly hold on any longer and had to drag the other person into the water before he collapsed. It didn't matter even if he fainted because the portkey on him would send him away in an hour.
This is the backup plan that Batty Jr. left for himself to prevent possible accidents.
The Avada Kedavra curse hit the figure who had just walked out of the maze passage. However, in front of Little Barty's astonished eyes, the man actually exploded.
That's right, the guy exploded.
Before little Batty could figure out what was going on, he fainted as soon as he loosened his hands and heard the crying of Mandrake.
"How cruel! Is he trying to find someone to take with him before he dies?"
Albert, who was hiding behind two layers of shields and wearing black earmuffs, looked at the puppet that was blown to pieces by the Avada Kedavra curse and said to himself, "That's it? I thought it would be a tough battle, but it turned out to be easier than expected."
"What a waste of my nervousness." Albert looked at the guy he had knocked unconscious with an extremely strange expression.
So this guy is such a wimp
"No, it should be because I disrupted their plans and they were caught off guard."
If he hadn't been well prepared, he might have fallen into the trap.
This should be considered an intelligence advantage.
This really can't be blamed on Barty Crouch Jr.'s lack of strength, it can only be blamed on Albert for being too insidious. Throwing Mandrake roots is not something that ordinary people can do.
Albert quickly glanced at the map. Due to Barty Jr.'s green sparks, Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall were both moving quickly towards this side.
After Albert used magic to restrain little Barty from a distance, he blew a hole in the ground and buried the still crying Mandrake seedling inside.
Then, after using the Summoning Charm to take away Barty Jr.'s wand, he pulled out a shaking bottle from his pocket and threw it in the direction where Barty Jr. fainted.
A lifelike Albert Anderson appeared out of thin air.
This unfortunate Boggart's form has been temporarily fixed, and it will be thrown here as a temporary bait.
"What on earth 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. The shrill cry once again resounded throughout the maze, and Professor Flitwick, who was caught off guard, fell straight down.
Professor Flitwick never thought that Albert would be so unsportsmanlike and resort to such sinister tactics.
This was the first time he encountered such a situation, and he was caught off guard.
After successfully dealing with Professor Flitwick, Albert couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He planned to bury the mandrake back and continue using the same method to knock down Professor McGonagall.
Albert suddenly felt a palpitation and instinctively retreated into the passage, avoiding the green light flying towards him.
I really couldn't be careless at all, I almost got myself into trouble.
Professor McGonagall appeared at the fork in the road. Unlike Professor Flitwick, she was not affected by the mandrake, because she was wearing an ugly purple earmuff on her head.
"The Imperius Curse can actually do this?"
Seeing another green light flying towards him, Albert directly used a mirror shield to meet the Avada Kedavra. Before the shield was blown away, he pointed his wand at the ground, and a large stone wall rose from the ground, completely blocking the passage behind.
"Wands are flying."
While retreating, Albert did not forget to summon Professor Flitwick's wand.
Once the wand is lost, the threat posed by 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 crying of the mandrake, there are some things that must be prevented.
After Albert passed through the hedge and left the passage, the stones blocking the wall were blown away and an Avada Kedavra curse flew directly into the passage.
"It's really hell."
I didn't expect that in the end I would not duel with Barty Jr., but with Professor McGonagall. Life is really unpredictable.
Also, your Avada Kedavra doesn't require a mana bar
What's the point of using it so frequently
I really can’t afford to offend you. I really can’t afford to offend you.
When Albert was planning to retreat 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 rewards for the mission are very rich, including 20,000 experience points, two skill points, and 200 points of reputation in the magic world. The most important thing is that you can choose a designated skill from five people, but the risk is a bit high.
There was no way. Seeing Professor McGonagall using the Avada Kedavra curse like drinking water and eating, I knew that she was not someone to be trifled with.
Of course, with the things he had prepared before, Albert believed that he had the ability to deal with Professor McGonagall.
Do you want to take a risk
While Albert's mind was working rapidly, his body had already started to move under the guidance of the Felicityl. 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 spells at the passage ahead.
Stunning spells shot into the dark night sky like rockets, and the sparks covered the area where Professor McGonagall was like a shower.
Spells were cast one after another, and even a fire dragon with scales and thick skin would faint under the large-scale coma spell.
After seeing that the task panel showed that it had been completed, Albert did not relax his vigilance. The case of being killed by Professor Flitwick some time ago was still vivid in his mind, and he did not want to let it happen again.
After finishing the Stunning Spell, Albert cast a Flying Spell. He didn't believe that Professor McGonagall could use the Avada Kedavra Curse without a wand.
Even if Voldemort didn't have a wand, he couldn't use the extremely difficult black magic like the Avada Kedavra Curse.
Albert breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the flying wand, and tried using the flying spell again, before sending the puppet out to explore the way.
Using his own face to explore the way is obviously not in line with Albert's style.
After checking the map again and again to confirm that there were no other enemies around, the first thing Albert did when he ran out to clean up the mess was to control the unconscious Professor McGonagall.
Then he cleaned up the mess, restored the shattered cannon fodder dolls and shields, and put them away again. He also wiped away some traces of the battle.
As for the mandrake, he naturally left it behind.
This is an important means for Albert to subdue the enemy.
After finishing the cleaning, Albert summoned his Patronus and asked it to pass the message to Dumbledore.
Oh, yes, some things need to be put away.
He put the props on his body back into the traceless stretch bag one by one, and finally waved his wand, making the pocket disappear.
"It's finally over."
Albert looked at the professor lying on the ground and felt very happy.
As for saving Harry Potter.
Sorry, that's a question for Dumbledore to consider.