Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

The sky of the Forbidden Forest is dark and vast, and above the pitch-black curtain are scattered dim stars in twos and threes, like pale sapphires adorned on gorgeous silk.

Augustus looked at Moody, who came out of the darkness, with deep meaning in his eyes. At this time, it happened to appear here, as another hidden identity, which seemed a bit too coincidental.

"Damn legs," he said angrily, "should have come quickly... what happened? Snape seemed to say that Crouch—"

Deliberately mentioning Snape, trying to explain that he just came here after hearing the news, a poor cover-up, Augustus smiled lightly.

Dumbledore glanced at Augustus, not understanding the meaning of his smile, he turned his head and said, "Hagrid, call Karkaroff!"

"I don't know where Barty Crouch is," Dumbledore said to Moody, "but we must find him."

"I'll go find it," said Moody gruffly, and raising his wand, he limped into the forest.

"Professor, if there is nothing else, I'll go back to the castle first." Augustus said lightly.

Dumbledore showed a smile, "Okay, thank you for tonight. You go back and rest."

Augustus nodded, turned and walked towards the castle, his slender figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

After dinner the next day, the three of Augustus went to the north building for a divination class.Dazzling golden sunlight cast a wide band of light through the high windows in the corridor, and the blue sky outside the window was as bright as if it had just been glazed.

"You met Crouch in the Forbidden Forest yesterday?" Lilian's crimson pupils were full of surprise.

"And he also attacked Krum? This sounds too unbelievable. Why should the director of the Ministry of Magic do anything to an underage student?" Malfoy was full of surprise.

"The important thing is that he mentioned the mysterious man. According to what Mr. Augustus said, he should have been captured by the Dark Lord to their secret stronghold, and he was constantly using the Imperius Curse to force him to tell some inside information that would be useful to them. , will cause the escaped Crouch to become what he is today." Lilian rubbed her forehead and reasoned solemnly.

"How is it possible? As early as two years ago, when the Dark Lord fought Mr. Augustus, he was left with a broken soul. How could he have the strength to enter the heavily guarded Ministry of Magic and capture Crouch? Your so-called secret stronghold." Draco sneered and waved his hands meaninglessly.

Lilian looked at Malfoy with the look of you being an idiot, "The reason why the mysterious man is called the Dark Lord is not only because of his strength comparable to Dumbledore, but because of the countless Death Eaters who support him, it is his long-term The reason why the dark wizarding world has been ruled for decades, the pervasive Death Eaters, if you want to catch Crouch who often acts alone, it may not be difficult."

Listening to the argument between the two, Augustus sighed slightly when he recalled Crouch's abnormal behavior last night. The peaceful days seemed to be over soon.No matter how turbulent the front is, let it flood the sky.

Walking into the dimly lit classroom, it was so hot that people couldn't breathe.The smell of incense is stronger than usual.

"Honey," said Professor Trelawney, sitting in her winged armchair, scanning them with her surprisingly large eyes, "we've almost finished planetary divination. But today is a good day to study the role of Mars." Timing, because it's in a very interesting position at the moment. Please look this way, I'll turn off the light..."

With a flick of her wand, all the lights went out.The fire was the only source of light.Professor Trelawney bent down and took out from under the chair a small model of the solar system in a glass dome.This model is very beautiful, the burning sun, the nine planets and their satellites are suspended in the glass cover, shining in their respective positions.

Augustus stared at the rotating solar galaxy, his eyes gradually blurred, planes, worlds, interstellar, the legendary Archmage who was in power for decades with iron and blood, now it seems like an unreal dream, the political change of the empire , a few old friends of the peak of power, everything seems to be like a mirror, because they can't see clearly, so they are persistent. In fact, looking at it now, mountains are not mountains, water is not water, the only real and eternal existence is magic.

Professor Trelawney began to explain the wonderful angle formed by Mars and Neptune.The rich incense hit Harry, the breeze from the window caressed his cheeks, he could hear an insect chirping softly behind the curtain, his eyelids drooped...

Harry was no longer on the owl's back...he watched it fly into a chair with its back facing him...beside the chair were three black shadows...they were moving...

One was a large snake...the other two were humans...a short, balding man with a pointed nose and teary eyes...a handsome, closed-eyed boy in golden armor.

"Fortunately for you, Wormtail," said a cold and shrill voice from the chair, "you are very lucky. If it hadn't been for our friend's help at Hogwarts, he would probably be standing in Dundee by now." In front of Bullido, tell us all our plans."

"Master!" cried the bald man on the ground, "Master, I...I'm so happy...I'm so sorry..."

"Nagini," said the grim voice, "you're out of luck. I'm not going to feed you Wormtail... but that's all right... and Harry Potter..."

The big snake hissed.Harry saw it spitting out the message.

"Now, Wormtail," said the grim voice again, "perhaps I should remind you that I cannot tolerate any more mistakes from you..."

The young man in golden armor seemed to have noticed something, and turned to Potter's front. Under his closed eyes, a strange arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth on his calm face.

"Master...don't...please..."

The tip of a wand protruded from the edge of the chair, pointing at Wormtail.

"Crucio!" said the grim voice.

"Harry! Harry!"

Harry opened his eyes.He was lying on the classroom floor, covering his face with his hands.The scar was still burning with pain, and tears came out of his eyes.The pain is real.The whole class stood around, with Ron kneeling beside him, looking terrified.

Yang Fan and the other five pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and walked to Potter.

Before Professor Trelawney could speak, Yang Fan pulled Potter up with a serious face, "Let's take him to the infirmary,"

Walking forward, he lowered his voice and said to Harry, "Potter, I think we need to talk."