"Harry Potter?"

Barty Crouch Jr. looked at the girl in mid-air, her voice full of shock.

His face was constantly changing, and then fear, then anxiety, then anger, and then doubt.

Eventually, though, the expression on Barty Crouch Jr.'s face calmed down.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the place where the six-wizard tournament championship trophy had been placed earlier, and quickly withdrew his gaze, for fear that his movements would be noticed by Harley.

And Hallie sat in mid-air, taking in everything.

But she didn't say much, just looked at Barty Crouch Jr. playfully, shaking her feet slightly.

After shaking his head vigorously to sober himself up, Barty Crouch Jr. asked in the most flat voice possible:

"Strange, weren't you hit by so many of my spells? You should be lying on the ground now, and you can't move. ”

Listening to Barty Crouch Jr.'s words, Hallie shook her head with a smile and snapped her fingers casually:

"What are you thinking, dear Mr. Death Eater? Your spell is so weak, how can it have an effect on me? ”

"Impossible!" Barty Crouch Jr.'s voice was raised a little, with a hint of anger in it,

"Even the great masters have complimented me on my magic skills, believing that my strength is at the top of all wizards."

"Are you questioning the vision of my master, the greatest Dark Lord in the world?"

Hallie couldn't help but rub her temples, what was going on?

Barty Crouch Jr.'s angry point...... Why is it so strange?

But it's understandable, after all, I really can't guess the thoughts of this group of fanatical believers.

Hallie sighed, with helplessness and ridicule in her voice:

"Yes, yes, your master, dear Lord Voldemort, his magical attainments are very high."

"Wait...... Who was he defeated before? It seems to be ...... Was I a one-year-old baby? ”

"Oops, hey, this is really powerful~~ It's really the greatest Dark Lord in the world!"

Hallie's words instantly stung Barty Crouch Jr.

"How dare you insult your master!"

Barty Crouch Jr.'s face flushed, and the magic fluctuations condensed on the wand held high, and spells would fly out at any moment.

But for some reason, his anger suddenly vanished and he calmed down again.

At the same time, he kept his mouth shut, just staring at Harley with hatred.

"Actually, I'm quite curious about your previous actions,"

Hallie didn't seem to see Barty Crouch Jr.'s face change and body language, and was still talking to herself,

"You've been so cautious in preparing everything to attack me, but you're not going to kill me directly."

"After painstakingly taking a tube of my blood and carefully preserving it, you didn't escort it yourself, but used the portkey to do such a complicated operation."

"What a strange thing you're doing, are the Death Eaters so idle?"

"Or ...... Is it that your master, Lord Voldemort, has a particularly bad brain, and likes to entertain you Death Eaters who follow his orders like dogs? ”

"You know what? Every step we take has its own deep meaning! ”

Barty Crouch Jr. snarled under his voice after hearing Harry's words, but for the first time there was a gleam of joy in the corner of his eye.

He forcibly suppressed all his emotions that should not have appeared, and talked to Harley in a slightly deliberately angry tone,

"The plan I have made to assist the great master is so meticulous, how can a little girl like you understand it?"

"Oh?" Hallie tilted her head slightly, shaking her feet, "What elaborate plan?" A plan to bring Voldemort back? ”

Barty Crouch Jr.'s eyes froze, and he quickly concealed his emotions, and continued to stare at Harley with hatred, and did not choose to answer.

After all, no matter how he answers, there may be problems and expose the master's plan, so it is better to remain silent.

"Let me guess," said Harley, seeing that Barty Crouch Jr. remained silent,

"Now Senior Riddle is in worse condition than the most humble geist, but there is no real death, only a body is missing."

"I remember...... Well, there seems to be a kind of black magic, which uses the bones of the father, the blood of the enemy, and the flesh of the servant as the medicine, plus a large pot of complex potions, so that the soul that has lost its body can get a body that is most suitable for him. ”

"That's why you've gone to great lengths to expel my blood, because Senior Riddle thinks I'm his worst enemy, and the flesh made from my blood will allow him to maximize his magical powers?"

Looking at Barty Crouch Jr.'s instantly constricted pupils below, Hallie couldn't help but laugh and applaud:

"Looks like I guessed right, I just mentioned it casually, and you exposed the facts. Your acting skills need to be improved a little more. ”

"So let me go ahead and guess...... There's no guarantee that you'll win against me in a head-to-head magical encounter, so you'll have to sneak up on me while I'm about to lift the trophy and my mind is fully focused on it. ”

"As for you not killing me, presumably it was also an order from your dear master? After all, his defeat by a newborn child would surely lead to suspicion within the Death Eaters about the power of their master. ”

"So he desperately needed to kill me with his own hands to prove to everyone that his mistake was just an accident......"

Hallie lazily analyzed, and Barty Crouch Jr.'s face grew paler.

He clenched his fists continuously, but slowly released his hands.

“…… That's all you have planned, isn't it? ”

Finally, Hallie finished analyzing all of Barty Crouch's plans and smiled at the ugly middle-aged wizard downward.

"Even if you knew everything, what could you do?" Barty Crouch Jr. finally spoke.

He sneered, and glanced at the place where the trophy had been placed earlier,

"It's been five minutes now, your blood has been sent, and Peter Pettigrew has probably helped his master resurrect."

"You didn't stop the master in the first place, and that's the biggest mistake you made. Of course, you don't have that chance. ”

"The greatest wizard in the world has returned, and even if you kill me to vent your anger, it won't help."

"You, as well as Dumbledore and the rest of the mongrels who oppose their master, pure-blooded traitors, and mudbloods, will die at the hands of their master."

Harley suddenly laughed dumbly:

"Where did you tell that it was my blood, and where did you tell that the blood had been sent?"

"Further, where did you know that this was the real world?"

Barty Crouch Jr. was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean by that?" ”

"It's not interesting."

There was a dark black mirror on top of Hallie's head, and the mirror was facing the ceiling of the room.

At the same time, a trophy appeared in her hand, a golden trophy.

Hallie raised her hand and took the silver test tube from the trophy of the Six Tournament and tossed it to the side of the cobweb

After seeing the silver test tube and seeing the iconic goblin pattern on it, Barty Crouch Jr.'s pupils suddenly shrank.

He didn't have time to think about it, and directly raised his wand:

"Avada suo!"

Although the owner asked that he not allow Harry Potter to be killed, he wanted to leave Harry Potter to the master himself.

But now, the resurrection of the master is the most important task.

In order to achieve this goal, other orders assigned to him by the master can be temporarily thrown aside.

Unfortunately, Barty Crouch Jr.'s Curse had no effect, and a cloud of darkness silently appeared between the two, engulfing the dazzling green light of the Curse.

"It's a mirrored world, dear Barty Crouch Jr."

Hallie played with the silver test tube, and didn't even look up at Barty Crouch Jr. in front of her.

In Barty Crouch's eyes, Harley pulled out the silver stopper of the test tube and slowly turned the test tube 180 degrees.

"Don't ......"

Barty Crouch Jr. let out a roar, but as soon as he spat out a word, the rest of the sound was stuck in his throat.

Because what poured out of the test tube was not the bright red blood he had put into the test tube earlier, but a black liquid that exuded the smell of decay.

"You don't really think that your spell was on me."

After pouring the liquid inside, Harley casually tossed the empty test tube aside,

"I've already told you, this is a mirrored world. The 'me' you saw earlier is just an image in the mirror. ”

"In that case, why do you think that what you collected earlier was my blood?"

The black liquid dripped from mid-air and melted into the ground without hindrance.

I don't know when, the whole room was already filled with gray-white mist and deep darkness.

"Since you're so loyal to Senior Riddle, it seems impossible for you to follow me."

Harley shook her head regretfully,

"Of course, even if you really choose to follow me, I wouldn't dare to use you. Who would reuse a traitor? ”

"Good luck on your journey, Mr. Barty Crouch Jr. Devour him! ”

After receiving the order, the deep darkness and gray-white fog instantly skyrocketed, rushing towards Barty Crouch Jr.

It was only then that Barty Crouch Jr. discovered his situation.

He was startled for a moment, and then, as if crazy, desperately unleashed various defensive spells.

All kinds of light bloomed around him, forming layers of barriers or shields.

But all this is useless, Barty Crouch Jr. is just wasting his efforts.

The gray-white mist easily destroyed all the defenses he had put in place, and the darkness that seemed to animate engulfed Barty Crouch Jr. in an instant.

The power of stillness and sleep permeates the mirrored space, and when Barty Crouch Jr. reappears, he has fallen into his deepest sleep.

Harley hooked her fingers, and a piece of spider silk lifted the trophy of the Six Powers Tournament and placed it in Harley's hand.

"You want to stall for time so that Senior Riddle has a chance to resurrect, why am I stalling for time?"

Hallie shook her head as she gently stroked the trophy in her hand,

"What a cautious and clever wizard who actually set up a chain of keys, and had to move five times in a row to reach his destination."

"Heh, it took me a lot of effort to track down the exact location...... Next to his father's grave, Senior Riddle really chose a good place to resurrect. ”

Hallie stood up and leaped from the web.

The "room" shook, and everything around it shattered like a mirror.

Within moments, the scene was back to normal, and Hallie was back on her feet.

It was still a familiar scene, a familiar room, and the trophy of the Six Wizard Tournament also quietly stayed where it should be.

Only the wizard in the corner who exuded vigor and magic was gone.

A crack suddenly appeared in the ground, and the shadow-strangling vine that had been planted earlier emerged from it, and the vine held a magic mirror.

"Well done." Harley rubbed the vines, and a green glow flashed.

The shadow strangulation vine quickly withered, decayed, and turned into a seed.

Harley gathered the seeds and picked up the mirror again.

It was this magic mirror that channeled Harry's power, blocking the magic trail on the portkey coming out of the mirrored world, and helping Harley track down a series of portkey locations.

Harley felt the vanished detection magic around her, and gently patted her lower abdomen through the suit suitable for exercise.

The symbol that had appeared in the second level earlier, symbolizing the path of the witch, appeared out of thin air, and the green glow glowed inside.

A wand fell to the ground, a glowing green light casting an illusory figure around it.

The figure slowly became solid and full of life.

"Excuse me, you take the trophy first." Hallie nodded at the doppelganger opposite,

"Don't be in a hurry, just wander around the maze for half an hour to an hour."

"Anyway, according to the news from the magic mirror on Hermione's body, there is chaos outside now."

"So the group of people out there probably aren't in the mood to care about us warriors in the labyrinth."

The doppelganger nodded, didn't say a word, and raised his hand to pick up the trophy.

The trophy twisted, and the magic of the portkey attached to it was instantly activated, trying to teleport away anyone who touched it.

But "Hallie's" hands are covered with a layer of green light, preventing the portkey from activating.

At the same time, Harley also drew her wand and tapped the trophy gently: "All curses are over." ”

The magic on the portkey was forcibly terminated in an instant, and peace was restored.

"See you later." Hallie nodded at "Hallie" and disappeared in an instant.

……

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(Thank you for the reward from the big guy of "Lonely Smoke and Turbid Wine 7367"!) ）

Sorry, the update is late, and the hanging water is hanging in the hospital, so the codeword speed is really affected.

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