"If you were Barty Crouch Jr. and you wanted to rescue Voldemort without knowing where Voldemort was, what would you do?" Egg turned to look at Voldemort.

"Truth Elixir... Or... Imperius? Hermione looked at Egg.

"I want to... Yes. Iger nodded: "Who can you find?" ”

"I think if he had controlled Mr. Crouch, he would have asked Mr. Crouch as soon as he could—did he know anything about Voldemort?" Hermione snapped aware, and Iger snapped up.

"Looks like he already knows where Voldemort is... Fudge knew that Voldemort was in Dumbledore's hands, and he wasn't the only one who knew..."Egg sighed.

"In other words, the other party will definitely find the best opportunity to come to Hogwarts to rescue Voldemort..."Maybe it was because she had been with Egg for too long, and Hermione didn't have that fear of calling Voldemort that way.

"The opportunity right now should be the best." Egger nodded: "In the last hurdle of the tournament, I think he will not let go of this opportunity, and I must be in the Forbidden Forest as a referee, so he just needs to seize the opportunity that I am not there... Drugged Dumbledore or cast a spell? ”

"Then he'll be sure to pick someone who is closest to Dumbledore and unguarded," Hermione nodded.

"It's so troublesome...", with a leisurely sigh, Iger pulled out a large handful of big-eyed bats from his arms and released them, as if the cameras had a new job.

Iger didn't despise little Barty too much, in the original book, this was a terrible person who could lurk under Dumbledore's nose for a year without being discovered, if someone was accidentally replaced, Iger felt that he might not be able to see it...

Fortunately, both Hermione and Aisha have their own imprints, and if they are replaced, they can be recognized the moment they see them, and both of them are wearing talisman necklaces, not afraid of sneak attacks, not to mention, basically as long as the magic power is not used up, they are absolutely invincible against people.

As for the others, Iger didn't bother to care...

For more than a month, Egger had been tinkering with the Muggle camera equipment, and he had completely abandoned the idea of half-mechanical, half-magic, and the alchemy he had learned from his alchemy notes had not helped him in the slightest.

And Iger also found a very stupid thing, that is, the camera itself can record, and there is no need to modify it like a camera or rub some manifestation potion or something, if Iger wants to make a movie, then he only needs to give the camera a forbidden field and solve the problem of signal transmission of the TV station...

"I'm really stupid," Iger muttered, fiddling with the camera in his hand in annoyance, "Maybe it's because I've been in the wizarding world for too long?" ”

"But how do you solve the problem that the TV tower signal can't be transmitted in the wizard's home?" Hermione looked at Egg with some curiosity.

"Maybe I can adopt the idea of Wizarding Radio?" Iger thought for a moment, "If I'm not mistaken, the Wizard Radio is transmitted at a specific frequency of magical rhythms..."

"Seriously, you're not very good at this." Hermione looked at Egg's messy hair and sighed, "I think Fred and George might be a better fit?" ”

Iger shook his head in disgust: "What about me?" It doesn't make me worth anything..."

"Personally, I think you're more suitable for basking in the sun, drinking afternoon tea, and arguing with Huanghua..."Hermione laughed, "I'm glad you can have something you're interested in and work on it, but this feeling is too strange, like you said, the style of painting is wrong..."

"Why don't we discuss how to get through the final level?" Hermione looked at Egger with her chin propped up.

Egg sighed helplessly: "When the time comes, I will send Dada, Dolores and Huanghua to the Forbidden Forest, with their help, there is no reason why you can't find the trophy - unless you plunge headlong into the fire dragon's ass!" ”

"That's a terrible thing you say," Hermione rolled her eyes in disgust.

"Fred, they're already open, don't lose, I'm going to give you a gold coin," Iger continued to tease.

Hermione: "......"

……

At night, in Snape's potions storage room, Snape was boiling a large pot of potions with an unhappy face.

"This is the potion that brings the dead back to life?" Egg looked curiously at the cauldron in front of Snape.

"A potion of dying people to rejuvenate them, to be exact," Snape whispered.

"The bones of my father, the flesh of my servants, the blood of my enemies, that potion?" Iger looked curious.

"That's right... But that's not all, the basic materials of this potion are also harsh, and it has a high mortality rate, which is not as simple as you seem. Snape looked a little impatient.

"Got it... In other words, if I dig up Voldemort's father's grave...", Egg thought as he pinched his chin.

"Then there's nothing else he can do." Snape's lips twitched.

The words fell, and Egger's figure suddenly disappeared into the air with a snap.

Snape didn't say anything, just thought with his back heels that he knew what Egger was doing.

Sure enough, in less than twenty minutes, Egg's appeared in the room carrying a white cloth-wrapped dry thigh bone, with a look of great interest.

"I blew up his dad's grave!" Egger sniffed, "Except for this bone, everything else is gone!" ”

Snape: "......"

Sure enough, you're actually the Dark Lord, right?

"What are you going to do?" Snape glanced at Egger.

"I'm not telling you." Egger lifted his chin, and Snape's face darkened.

Egger's idea was actually quite simple, grab Barty Crouch.

He then resurrects Voldemort with Harry's blood, and has Voldemort give Harry an Arvada, followed by destroying the last Horcrux, the journal, and finally beating Voldemort in a crowd.

It must have been a wonderful scene.

Worthy of combat power on his side - Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Emily plus himself.

There's no chance of this guy escaping...

Egger looked directly at the bones in his hand, and suddenly grinned: "By the way, what will be the effect if I replace my father's bones with pig bones?" ”

Snape was stunned, then glanced at Egg with malice, "I won't tell you..."

Egger: "......"

If you don't tell me, you won't tell, it's a big deal, I'll try it secretly...

Therefore, people can't think blindly, and some things can't stop the flow of thinking when they think about it.

Egger's mind is now full of all sorts of weird Voldemorts, pig-nosed ones, donkey ears, etc., etc...

This led to the next week, Egger inexplicably began to ask Hagrid to help buy animal bones, whether it was magical beasts or ordinary animals, Egger collected a lot, and even the keels that were made into crafts were turned out by Egger from the elves' collections...