[HP] Seven Nights Talk

After a group of people met, they began to walk towards the arena.Sirius and Mr. Weasley were at the back, obviously discussing what had just happened.Harry was eager to know more details, and deliberately lagged behind.He didn't get much useful information, though, except that the new director of the Auror office had been in the position within two years.

That sounds a little fast, thought Harry.Then he counted the time and realized that the Death Eaters hadn't escaped by then.That said, the Death Eater was out early in the morning—it was Barty Crouch Jr. again!If he didn't know a lot of details, he wouldn't have guessed it would be this person!

Good, Voldemort's business is now done by die-hard Death Eaters, so there's no need to tell him, Harry thought sourly.Wasn't the whole thing a task for both of them?So he didn't pay attention to the people on the road, he was only focused on being unhappy.Until he stepped into the door of the box, he was still dissatisfied with the treatment he received, but he was stunned as soon as he entered.

Their box is the best position in the entire auditorium, just behind the rostrum, facing the stadium.And now there are already people inside, the most obvious being the ministers of magic and the directors of the sports department of the final two countries, and many people are accompanying them.Boggs Chester was one of them. He didn't speak or nod, and he looked silent and sharp.This is actually not a surprise. The surprise is that Voldemort seems to be well received by Fudge, and the group of people seems to have a harmonious atmosphere.

When Harry sat on his seat, he just heard a few words drifting from the other end. It seemed that someone was praising the British Ministry of Magic for having many young talents.I'd love to see their reaction when they find out that this man is actually Voldemort... he thought silently.

After they arrived, the empty seats around them slowly filled up, most of them were famous great wizards.Mr. Weasley kept introducing them, but Harry didn't pay any attention to them, and just eyed the people coming in unobtrusively.He had never been able to trust the security measures of the Ministry of Magic, so he had to be vigilant and be careful of people lurking in.However, he didn't find any suspicious person, so he couldn't help but feel that the ring was quite cautious.

And when the seats were almost full, the Malfoys arrived late.This needs no introduction.Mr. Weasley's and Mr. Malfoy's eyes met in the air for two rounds, neither said a word.After all, the other people present are all prominent figures, and it would be embarrassing for anyone to make trouble.Then the time was almost up, and everyone sat down, waiting for the host Bagman to announce the opening.

At this time, Sirius found some free time and whispered in Harry's ear: "I know who that person is. He is indeed not from the Ministry of Magic, but it is said that he is a friend of Chester."

friend?Harry sneered inwardly, a servant would be more appropriate.But he didn't show it, but just nodded.Voldemort has been lurking for so long, and he must have made such a sudden noise on purpose.The other party wants to attract someone's attention, or to achieve a certain purpose.And this person or purpose is likely to appear in this game.It doesn't matter if the other party doesn't tell him, because he is sitting behind the other party now, so he can see what it is.

"Strangely, they all seem to have popped out of nowhere..." Sirius murmured. "Since when did Britain welcome foreign wizards so much?"

Harry didn't hear his words.Because Bagman had already walked to the front of the rostrum, the sound of casting a spell rumbled throughout the audience, completely covering up other movements.

The game has officially begun.First, all the advertisements in the air were withdrawn, and then there was a mascot performance.In the end, when the players from both sides came on the court, the whole audience was sensational.

Harry clapped his hands with the others, but he never took his eyes off a particular person in front of him, for fear that he might accidentally miss something.But until the commentator's voice sounded excitedly, he didn't see anything unusual.Everyone around was watching the game with binoculars, but no one noticed his behavior.

"Look, Krum has made a beautiful turn! Oh, the position is perfect! Look, Harry!" Ron exclaimed excitedly.

"Ah... yes, that's right," said Harry.He looked over the back of his head, took one last look at the black-haired head, and finally picked up the binoculars.

In the auditorium next to it, most of the people kept the same action—holding their binoculars to the venue, exclaiming or screaming from time to time.Therefore, no one will look behind at this time.A figure suddenly appeared on the farthest high platform, completely silent, like a ghost, and it was even more impossible for them to find it.

The man was dressed in a black robe with a wide hood that completely concealed his face.He didn't react at all to the excited crowd in front of him and the fierce competition in the arena, and his eyes swept directly to the rostrum.Yes, that's right, the boy was there.There are obviously so many people, but it is impossible to get close to him on such an occasion... The protection of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​one thing, and his godfather is too troublesome, always following... This won't work, maybe he has to find a way to put Get rid of that big, eye-catching dog?

He was thinking about this when someone in front of Harry suddenly stood up, completely blocking his view.Who is this guy?Get out of the way!Don't stand in the way of my prey!He thought impatiently, but his eyes suddenly froze.The man in front raised his head, his face looked very familiar - he couldn't help admiring, young and handsome - but why was it his own face!Or, is it Tom Riddle's face?

——No, it's impossible!He's here, he's Voldemort!he thought frantically.Where did that guy come from?Dare to impersonate him?Dare to pretend to be the great Lord Voldemort?

Just a few seconds before this time, Harry moved uncomfortably.He felt uncomfortable, as if something was watching him, quite malicious.But the surroundings are very normal, and everyone's eyes are tied to the players and the ball on the court.Is he thinking too much again?

Before he could figure it out, his field of vision turned into darkness.He froze for a moment, and when he heard the people around him complaining in unison, he realized that it was the people in front who stood up.He took the binoculars out of his eyes at once, just in time to see Voldemort's apologetic side face. He seemed to have dropped something and wanted to go out again.

What is this doing?Voldemort could never have been so reckless.thought Harry.Then he realized that the eyes that made him uncomfortable just now had suddenly disappeared.Was it affected by the commotion?He glanced left and right again, but still saw nothing unusual.

The men in the stands were still in a rage.He was angry at his new discovery, an anger that almost outweighed the urgency that he didn't have his own body yet.All he knows now is that someone took advantage of his weakness to replace him!Who would know this?Knowing that he doesn't have a body now, that's why he did this?Or, is this more likely a conspiracy by the Order of the Phoenix, just to lure him to appear?

At this moment, he saw the guy who looked like Riddle raised his hand and walked out leaning on the back of the chair.Following this movement, a golden light flashed between the fingers of his left hand as soon as he made a wrong hand.

The man's eyes under the hood narrowed, and dark red blood flowed faintly inside.what is that?Impossible... Even if the Order of the Phoenix knew what he looked like, they wouldn't be able to notice such details as the Gaunt family's ring.You know, he only wore the ring for a short time back then, and then he stopped wearing it after it was made into a Horcrux, and has been hiding in the ruins of Gaunt's house.Even Dumbledore might not remember that...

The man suddenly turned his head and looked up at the night sky above.Then, as if he suddenly realized something, he immediately turned into the shadows and disappeared.

At this time, in the rostrum box, Harry watched Voldemort squeeze out his seat while apologizing, and immediately couldn't sit still.He hurriedly told Sirius to go to the bathroom, and followed suit.Sirius was fascinated by watching the football game, and when he thought that the bathroom was within ten steps outside the box, he agreed.So Harry followed out quickly, there must be something wrong with this matter!

In less than a minute, an old man with a gray beard appeared out of thin air at the place where the hooded man was standing.The breath disappeared... just left?Dumbledore looked down and found that this place was facing the rostrum, his eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly.Because he saw that Roald's figure just disappeared at the door of the box, and Harry followed behind, walking almost at a trot.Where is Roald?Are they already acquainted?

Harry didn't notice it at all.He followed Voldemort, and the two entered the bathroom one after the other.At this time, the game was coming to an exciting place, everyone was cheering outside, but there was no one inside.

"It's not safe for you to come out on your own," Voldemort cut off before Harry had a lot of questions. "Better stay with your godfather."

Harry didn't care about that. "Did it appear just now?" He asked urgently.

"What?" Voldemort asked back. "I didn't see anything just now."

"Don't fight with me!" Harry said angrily, "You know what I'm talking about! Did the ring come just now?"

Voldemort's lips were drawn into a straight line.He didn't speak.

"Fine, that's the default." Harry glared at him. "So this is your purpose today? The ring should not know your existence, so you deliberately lured the ring out? To lure him to you?"

"I didn't say anything," said Voldemort.He turned around, and the faucet automatically flushed his hands to clean them.

Harry's gaze followed his movements, noticing the gleaming golden ring.This thing must not be real, because it is still running outside.Then he suddenly thought of something, and his tone became even more unhappy: "Did the ring also see this?"

Voldemort gave him a long look.He was about to say something, but he stopped immediately, and changed a soft tone, as if he was a different person. "Nice to meet you, Harry."

This confused Harry, who was about to question him, and he soon knew why - he saw the headmaster enter the door from his reflection in the mirror.