Adventures of the Prince of HP

That night, the rare moon and stars in Little Hangleton were thin, and Alan walked slowly. Although he had been raised for three days, his waist still felt uncomfortable. This is the consequence of ignoring the ability of his body. With a bag of food, he slightly supported his waist, sighed, and entered the dilapidated manor.

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, "Oh, Alan... are you here?"

Allen ignored Wormtail and sat down on the low stool beside him, "Brother." Without seeming to pause at all, he took out the diary from his pocket and smiled obediently, 【I brought the book to my brother! 】

Voldemort paused, his blood-red eyes sized him up carefully, 【Hey...give it to me...】

He said so, and Alan handed it over, but the weak Dark Lord had no way to flip through the diary, and there was no place to keep it—he didn't trust Wormtail, after thinking about it, he said, [...Dark Lord allowed You keep it for him for a while...]

Allen paused, with some doubts in his eyes, but it soon turned into joy. He took the book back and put it in his pocket, and patted it lightly, [Don't worry, brother, I will protect it. 】

He didn't expect to give it to him again?Allen felt a sense of unreality in his heart, but the news was quite happy.

Until dawn, Allen said goodbye and left.

After that, Allen went there two more times, and it was quite easy to get along with, but he was always secretly worried.

And in the last week, it was also the final of the Triwizard Tournament.On this day, a huge labyrinth appeared on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. In front of the labyrinth, there were circular stepped chairs, and the school badges of the three schools were placed on the front baffle. Professor Flitwick directed the school band to play joyful music, and the students waved Hold the race flag and shout loudly.

Allen and Dumbledore looked at each other, both a little worried. After so many days of investigation, they still failed to screen out the secret Death Eater, and Fudge was unwilling to cancel the match for the sake of face.

But with Moody's help, it should be better.

As the parents of the warriors, Sirius and Lupine came here to cheer for Harry, which reassured Harry a lot. However, the Weasleys also came, and even Bill, who was far away in Romania, came back, and everyone was pleasantly surprised.

Fleur's eyes lit up the moment she saw Bill. Although Bill had several earrings, long hair and unruly clothes, she didn't seem to mind, and even secretly asked Allen to introduce him. Bill was unfamiliar, so he smiled and asked Harry to be the middleman-Harry was also very happy, and they formed a friendship during the second match.

Then the two chatted enthusiastically on the side, and Alan was a little suspicious. If it wasn't for the competition, Furong would be reluctant to leave Bill, but looking at Bill, he seemed to have a lot of interest in this beautiful and charming girl. favor.But Mrs. Weasley was not too pleased, she didn't seem to like Fleur very much.

Anyway, the game was about to start, and the Ministry of Magic Aurors patrolled the perimeter of the field with their wands, making sure that the creatures of the Forbidden Forest did not come to disrupt the game.

Dumbledore stood in front of the stage, cast a loud spell, and waited for the venue to quiet down, he said, "Earlier today, Professor Moody put the top three trophy into the depths of the maze, and only he knows the exact location! Then , now Mr Diggory and Mr Potter are tied for first, they will be the first to enter the maze," there was a cheer from the venue, "and then Mr Kroom - and Miss Delacour - first to touch the trophy The person who wins is the champion of this competition!"

The cheers from the venue were deafening.

Dumbledore said again, "Our teachers and Aurors are patrolling nearby to ensure your safety. At any time, if you want to quit the game, just use your wand to shoot red sparks!"

The contestants hug their families or the principal, and with the sound of a cannon, the game begins, and one by one the contestants enter the maze, which closes behind them as they enter.

A familiar sense of panic came, and Alan's eyes sank. Is there something out of control?

He quickly scanned the inspecting teachers and found nothing unusual, so he could only comfort Draco who was worried beside him.

Floria leaned over to him, "Cousin, are you still worried? Take it easy," he handed Alan a licorice lollipop, "relieve?"

Allen took it, still frowning, "I overlooked something..."

Floria squatted on the seat in a disfigured manner, "What?"

Allen ignored him, and the easiest way to send Harry to the main soul was the Portkey. However, how can Harry touch the Portkey outside the protection of Dumbledore and Auror? Does anyone find it strange?

——Triwizard Tournament Trophy!

He got up suddenly, startled Draco and Floria, and asked him what's wrong?

Allen smiled with difficulty, sat down again, and clenched his hands hidden in his robe uneasily. Could it be Moody?No, how could he guarantee that Harry must be the one to get the trophy?

What did Harry say before? "... Moody's guidance... the broom... Neville's help..."

Allen immediately bid farewell to Floria and Draco, got off the stairs, hid behind the scenes, and found Neville with the help of the master's authority. He smiled perfectly and approached him, and then pretended to ask casually, " You're amazing, Neville, how did you come up with the idea of ​​using gillweed to help Harry?"

Neville lowered his head in embarrassment, "I saw gill sac grass in the herbal medicine book that Professor Moody gave me, but this herb is hard to find, so I asked Professor Moody to borrow it."

Moody is an Auror, how could there be gill grass?

Snape's cellar had lost the herbs for the Polyjuice Potion, had it lost something else?

Allen smiled, "Neville, you are really amazing, then, I will come to ask you about herbal medicine next time."

Neville blushed excitedly and nodded, "Welcome!"

Allen quickly left the field of the three-final match, heard a voice behind him, turned his head and saw Moody, he showed a perfect smile, and his breathing became steady, "Professor, why did you come out?"

Moody limped towards him, his magic eye fixed on Alan's double pupil, "Oh, Mr. Cornwall, what are you doing out of the game if you're not going to watch the game?"

Allen showed a shy smile, "Sorry, Professor, I want to go to the bathroom."

Moody looked at him for a while, "You want to find the Dark Lord?"

Alan squeezed his fingers, the smile disappeared, and his heart was calm, this Death Eater was testing himself, the last time, the last time!He controlled his behavior, his face twitched subtly, and he seemed to swallow guiltily, and put his hands behind his back, "No, Professor."

Moody examined him oppressively, averted his eyes after a moment, and limped away.

Allen lowered his eyes, knowing that the magic eye was not simple, and he didn't dare to reveal any other information. He paused, turned his head and returned to the castle, as if he was really anxious.

When he arrived in the castle, he breathed a sigh of relief. In this case, he could only wait and see what happened.

Allen cast a silence spell, touched the middle finger of his right hand, and said softly, "Nicklaus, send someone to Little Hangleton, be careful not to be discovered, if the savior or other students appear there, save their lives .and don't worry about the rest."

A steady voice came, "Yes."