Chapter 70 Falling out

Harry let go of the trophy the moment he landed and lay on the ground, with blood flowing from his wrist.

"Heal minor injuries!" The light of positive energy flashed by, and the cut on his wrist by the dagger closed and stopped bleeding.

The moment Harry appeared, thunderous cheers rang out. Countless people, even Slytherins, cheered for this champion. This was Harry Potter's victory, and even more so, Hogwarts' victory.

"He's back!" Harry shouted loudly, "Voldemort is resurrected! He's back, I saw it with my own eyes."

The name "Voldemort" is indeed a first-class atmosphere regulator. The people who were close to him suddenly became silent, and then the people behind him were like being infected, and they all slowly quieted down.

"Voldemort is resurrected!" This time Harry's voice was heard by most people. Everyone first digested the news, and then "boom" exploded. Screams were endless, and people were looking for their companions everywhere. Shouting, screaming, and crying were everywhere, and it felt like a doomsday scene.

Sherry was stunned. Although he had known Voldemort's lethality to the magic world for a long time, the scene in front of him was too exaggerated. This also reflected from the side how low the magic world's level of crisis response was. If it were an ordinary world, the performance would be thousands of times better than this when responding to crises. In the face of such a message of unknown credibility, he was so scared. It seemed that there was no hope.

Lupin rushed to Harry's side first. He picked Harry up from the ground. "Harry, are you sure Voldemort has resurrected?" He asked in a weirdly eager tone, but Harry didn't hear it for a while.

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes." Lupin heard the words, and a trace of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately covered in the depths.

"Come with me, Harry, you seem to need..." Lupin took Harry's hand and took him to his office.

A figure emitting silver light suddenly appeared from nothing beside Harry and grabbed Harry's shoulder.

"Where does Mr. Crouch want to take my students?" Sherry asked.

Barty Crouch II was shocked, and he was also extremely decisive. He did not make any excuses when his identity was exposed, and he directly used a "Crucie" backhand.

Sherry did not react for a while, and was hit by a solid, energy-made phantom body that immediately collapsed. The Unforgivable Curse acts on the soul and body, so a very sharp pain swept Sherry's consciousness.

Harry felt that the magic network suddenly became chaotic, and the connection to him was sometimes there and sometimes not, so he could not pay attention for a while. Fortunately, Dumbledore appeared directly beside Harry, thanking the headmaster for his privileges in Hogwarts.

Because he saw the scene of "Lupin" attacking Sherry, Dumbledore was not polite and attacked right away, and did not forget to push Harry behind him. Crouch Jr. may be one of the top Death Eaters, but he is obviously not up to the task of facing Dumbledore, who is known as the greatest wizard of the contemporary era. After two or three rounds, Dumbledore firmly controlled him and handed him over to Snape and others who came later.

The attack on the court obviously frightened the surrounding audience, and the already chaotic environment became even more chaotic.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore's voice was deafening, suppressing the chaotic scene. Everyone quieted down, waiting for Dumbledore to verify the authenticity of the news.

"Harry, tell me everything that happened to you, don't hold back at all." Dumbledore released a sound amplification magic so that everyone could hear Harry's voice.

"I walked to the trophy and reached out..." Harry told the whole story, without missing a single detail. Especially in the section where Voldemort was resurrected, Harry fainted at the time and didn't know part of the content. It was Sherry who reminded him in his ear.

In fact, at this point, people with some knowledge of magic have basically confirmed that Voldemort has indeed resurrected.

While Harry was telling the story, Snape suddenly came forward and whispered a few words in Dumbledore's ear. Sherry eavesdropped and found that it was the Dark Lord who was summoning his subordinates.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, and then Snape quietly left Hogwarts and Apparated away.

After Harry finished his story, Dumbledore brought Barty Jr. to the front of the stage, poured truth serum into him, and began to ask him questions.

"Name?"

"Barty Crouch II." Barty Jr.'s eyes were clear, but he couldn't control his mouth at all.

"Who died in Azkaban like you?" Dumbledore continued to ask.

"My mother, she was seriously ill and dying, begged my father to replace me."

"Who killed your father?"

"Me!" Everyone was shocked. The magic world had not heard of such a tragic story of father and son killing each other for many years. Now a Death Eater did such a thing, which made everyone disgusted and terrified.

"Last question," Dumbledore asked, "Where is Voldemort?"

Little Barty struggled frantically, his eyes rolled back, veins on his hands bulged, and white foam flowed from the corners of his mouth, but he still couldn't resist the effect of the truth serum.

"Little Hangleton, Riddle's old house." When he finished this address, he looked like he had completely collapsed and collapsed on the ground. Of course, no one would sympathize with him.

The Minister of Magic was going to award the champion, and Fudge came to the Hogwarts competition venue early. When Harry loudly announced that Voldemort had returned, he wanted to go up and block his mouth, but he couldn't do it in public, otherwise it would cause a serious blow to his image.

Then, Dumbledore's response completely pushed Fudge into the abyss. He clearly proved Harry's words, and there was a witness like Barty the Younger.

There was no way. As the Minister of Magic, he had to take action. Therefore, after Barty the Younger said the address, the Aurors set out urgently. Of course, the place was empty, leaving the Aurors with nothing.

This time the Triwizard Tournament was a farce. In the end, no one cared about the champion. Fudge symbolically presented the award and left with his men. All the audience ran away at the first time. When the award was presented, if there were not so many students, I am afraid that this would be the most shabby award ceremony in history.

Krum, Fleur and Cedric all congratulated Harry and were convinced.

Soon, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang left one after another. By the way, after confirming that the Dark Lord had reappeared, the headmaster of Durmstrang disappeared. No one knows where Igor Karkaroff went.

The next morning, the headlines of the Daily Prophet did not contain any news about Voldemort, but instead focused on Harry's victory. In the oversized photo on the first page, Harry took the trophy handed over by Fudge with a smile on his face, and his face just showed a little admiration for Fudge.

"Bang!" Hermione slammed the newspaper in her hand on the table, which scared Ron and the others. After pulling the newspaper over, her face suddenly turned bad. Damn! There were no such people at the award ceremony at that time. Where did they come from?

It seems that Fudge still used his power as a minister to cover up his mistakes. But it's no wonder. Once Voldemort is admitted to have really returned, the public will definitely hope that a more powerful minister will come to power, which will undoubtedly dig into Fudge's lifeblood. However, there were many people watching the game at Hogwarts at that time, and many parents of students also came, and they fully understood what happened. No one knows how long this matter can be covered up.

While Harry and the others were angry about the newspaper, Sherry came to Dumbledore's office alone.

There was also a newspaper on Dumbledore's desk. He took off his glasses and sighed sadly. When Sherry knocked on the door, Dumbledore collected his expression and put his glasses back on.

"Come in!" Sherry pushed the door open and saw Dumbledore putting something away.

"Principal!" Sherry looked at Dumbledore, "Now that Voldemort has a body and the Horcrux is basically in our hands, we can start to destroy him!"

"Professor Sherry, what are your plans?" Dumbledore's face was expressionless, only a pair of blue eyes kept flashing with calculating light.

"Now it's your turn, Principal, to fulfill your promise. Give me the locket and the golden cup, and I will naturally destroy Voldemort's Horcrux." Sherry said. In fact, he was a little nervous at this time because he didn't know whether Dumbledore would abide by the promise. Although this old man seems to have a good character, he is afraid of the possibility!

Dumbledore didn't say anything, but opened a drawer on his desk, took out three things from it, and placed them in front of Sherry one by one.

A sword inlaid with rubies, broken into two pieces, a gold cup with a black notch on it, and a locket that was completely opened and split into two halves.

Sherry looked at these three treasures that had been passed down for thousands of years, and suddenly asked, "These are things left by the founder of Hogwarts, and they are of great significance. Don't you feel bad if they are destroyed like this?"

"There is no way. In order to eliminate the threat, I have to do this!" Dumbledore said vaguely, and he didn't know who the word threat was referring to. Is it Voldemort? Or...?

"So, are you sure these are the three treasures we agreed to trade?" Sherry was not as angry as Dumbledore expected, but very calm.

Dumbledore felt a little guilty, but he had no regrets, and he nodded.

"Well, you can find another professor of Care of Magical Creatures. I think Hagrid is a good choice!" After saying that, Sherry's whole body suddenly dispersed, and Dumbledore grabbed the wand fiercely. The energy that made up Sherry's body did not do anything radical, but swept across Dumbledore's desk, rolled up the three treasures, and rushed into the morning sun. (To be continued)