Chapter Seventy-One: The Gathering
Harry felt himself being tossed flat to the ground, his face buried in the grass, the smell of grass filling his nose, Harry's eyes had been closed as the fluctuations carried him, and now he hadn't opened his eyes, he hadn't moved, the breath around him seemed to make him sleepy, and he was so dizzy that he felt the ground beneath him shake like the deck of a ship, and in order to keep his balance, he grasped the object he had been holding tighter, which was the smooth, cold handle of the trophy. If he let this thing out of his hands, he felt that the endless darkness at the edge of his mind would engulf him, and fear and exhaustion made him fall to the ground, breathe in the scent of grass, and wait...... Waiting for someone to come...... Waiting for a miracle to happen, and at that moment, the scar on his forehead was faintly painful.
"Harry, Harry!" A soft call was Professor McGonagall.
Then a pair of hands hugged him tightly and turned him around.
"Harry! Harry! β
Harry was awakened.
He saw a brilliant starry sky, Dumbledore half-crouched beside him, a group of people slowly leaning up, and more people seemed to be cheering in the distance.
He no longer felt unconscious, he could see the crowd surrounding him, and he could see the starry sky above their heads.
"He's back, he's back!" Harry grabbed Dumbledore and said desperately, "Guris is a traitor, he sent me to Voldemort, he asked for my blood, he-"
There was a sound of footsteps, as if someone was walking towards this direction, and the noise around became louder, as if someone in the distance was leaning over.
"Dumbledore, Gurrisβ" Harry took Dumbledore's hand and was about to say something, but a voice that made him stiff came over.
"Harry, what are you talking about? After I got the trophy, everyone found out that you were gone, where did you hide? Everyone has been looking for it for a long time. β
Then Starlight, Harry could see the face of the visitor, - it was Guris!
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Guris stood quietly in a clearing, having already arranged for Qiu to replace her, although her strength was not very strong, but it was no problem to cast a transformation spell. So he wasn't too anxious to get back to Hogwarts, but instead came here.
There was a whooshing sound, and more than a dozen figures wearing cloaks appeared beside Mo Wen.
Looking at these people playfully, Mo Wen smiled easily, "How was that scene just now?" β
Using the Peep Eye, Mo Wen had already broadcast the scene of Voldemort's resurrection to several people.
"You're playing with fire!" Crouch's voice came from under a cloak, "What if Potter is killed?" β
Mo Wen shrugged, "Then even if he is unlucky, anyway, what I need is Dumbledore's strength, not that savior who has no skills!" β
"Okay, I don't want to talk about this nonsense, what matters now is your choice?"
Crouch exchanged glances with the rest of the people, the former glanced at Mo Wen, and asked: "Since Voldemort has been resurrected, we can't consider what you do, but there are two problems, one is that you are sure to deal with Voldemort and Dumbledore?" Second, what can we gain by following you? β
The night breeze gently blew Mo Wen's hair, "To be honest, I can't deal with the two of them, maybe I'm not inferior to the two of them in terms of magic, but my experience is far worse than them, and I can only ensure my own safety when I really fight." β
There was a burst of discussion in the crowd, although Mo Wen's strength to escape from Voldemort's hands at this age was amazing, but it was not enough for their plan.
"And you-" Crouch wanted to say something.
"But why do we deal with them? In the eyes of the two of them, I don't matter at all, they can only see each other, so they don't have to worry about their strength at all, and we don't have to come out to deal with them! Mo Wen asked rhetorically.
"But in the end, when they decide the winner, it's our turn!" There was a dull sound from under a cloak.
Mo Wen smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry, I've found a way to deal with Voldemort, as long as he gets hit hard, I can do it - as for Dumbledore, he's old, Voldemort will help us deal with him." And according to my plan, maybe we won't be exposed until the end, and if my method doesn't work, you can turn your head and go to your own people, the situation is no different from now, but once you succeed, you will gain far more than those two, you must know that Voldemort and Dumbledore are not worthy of allegiance. β
Several people exchanged ideas, and one of them asked, "So what can you give us in the end, and what are we going to do?" β
"How's the Ministry of Magic?" Mo Wen threw out a bait, and the sound of breathing in the air suddenly became heavy, "I know that you have always been obsessed with the power of the Ministry, although Fudge has fallen to you, but he is not an opponent of Dumbledore and Voldemort at all, and he is destined to fall, so he has no value." As for what to do, just cooperate with me in acting, get Voldemort and Dumbledore together, let them kill each other, and then we will allocate the vacated places at the end. β
"Redistribution?" Crouch frowned, "If you want any position, we can reserve it for you, even if it's the minister's position, but shouldn't all the other positions belong to us?" β
"Ha," Mo Wen's eyes were full of smiles, and he snapped his fingers, "Dear Mr. Crouch, you don't think I'm the only one on my side, do you?" β
With Mo Wen's movements, wizards in cloaks appeared behind Mo Wen silently, and Crouch and the others immediately clenched their wands nervously.
"Rufus Scrimgeur! How did you end up here, and you also took refuge in Guris? Crouch suddenly recognized a figure and screamed.
Scrimgeour glanced at Mo Wen and said lightly: "I can't talk about taking refuge, I'm just interested in this plan and want to be on his side." β
Crouch and his group carefully looked at the new ones, including the patriarchs of those powerful big families, as well as high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic, who were not inferior to their own side in terms of influence alone.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Now that Voldemort has been resurrected, we are much weaker than his Death Eaters and Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix, and only by uniting can we hope for what we want, and in the end you still want Voldemort that madman or Dumbledore's Riba man to ride on your head? Mo Wen opened his arms and incited.
Everyone was moved, Voldemort was a madman, he simply regarded wizards other than himself as dogs, which made them pure-blood wizards and big men how could they bear it, and Dumbledore was the representative of Muggles at all, he only had those Muggle-born wizards in his heart, and these pure-bloods were the representatives of dark wizards in his eyes, and they were the ones who needed to be constantly suppressed, and Mo Wen's plan was undoubtedly their best way out.
Now there is no doubt that the only question is whether Mo Wen can compete with these two sides in the end. But when everything goes well, if you want to get it, you have to take risks, and just like Mo Wen just said, it's not too late to take refuge in the end when the situation is not good.
"One last question," Crouch and one of the members of the team looked at Mo Wen, "what can you finally do to make sure that this isn't a hoax?" Will you become the next Voldemort or Dumbledore? Your magic has now reached an astonishing level, and it will not be difficult to surpass them in the future, and I heard that you had a high regard for Muggle-born wizards and wizards when you were at Hogwarts, and even your girlfriend was Muggle-born. β
Mo Wen smiled, "Since you don't believe me, I can take a magical oath and not participate in any position in the Ministry of Magic, as long as you guarantee the interests of my Guris family, as for the treatment of Muggles, what do you think you want to do if you want to gain Dumbledore's trust at Hogwarts?" And don't nobles also have a lot of lovers? As long as they don't go to the family tree, those Muggle girls are still pretty good. β
He was very satisfied with Mo Wen's answer, knowing that he meant to just play with those girls, and his position was still on the side of purebloods, but Crouch still asked, "As long as the interests of the Guris family are guaranteed?" Did you put so much effort into it, and in the end you only got this result? β
"No!" Mo Wen smiled mysteriously, "I'm going to get a qiΔ!" β
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Crouch looked at his wand, although he didn't understand what Mo Wen's last words meant, but the two sides finally made a contract, and the light of the contract he had just signed with Guriss seemed to be still in his eyes at this time, and in the dark night, Mo Wen had already left one by one with his group of people.
"What a horrible young man!" Looking at the place where Mo Wen left, a man in a cloak stood beside Crouch.
"yes, Shimik." Barty Sr. sighed, "I hope he won't be the next Voldemort or Dumbledore!" β
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