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Harry Potter and the Secret Tresures

I don’t own or clam to own the rights of Harry Potter or this fanfic I am just copying and pasting from a site and posting them here nothing more and nothing less. The reason I am posting this fanfic is because I have seen people post the exact same one could not finish the story. I have already copied all the chapter an will release them in batches.

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v2 Chapter 710: Follow-up event

The brief silence in the office, everyone is immersed in sad emotions.

Then, everyone noticed that Harry's arm was still bleeding, and Sirius rushed to help him deal with the wound under his robes.

At the same time, Ai Wen also found out that his school uniform robes were worn and took off Gabriel's torn robes.

"I don't understand why Voldemort must use Harry's blood?" Sirius asked, looking at Harry's wound.

"He said that using my blood is more useful than using other people's blood, which will make him stronger." Harry said, extending his arm and letting Sirius bandage himself. "He said that protection power, my mother stayed in The kind of strength in my body, he wants to have it. He is right. When he meets me again, he will not be hurt. After the resurrection, he touched my face."

undefinedIn a short moment, Harry seemed to see a glimmer of joy in Dumbledore's eyes.

But Harry quickly decided that he had taken a look at it because Dumbledore immediately looked as old and tired as before.

"Voldemort has defeated that unusual obstacle!" said Dumbledore, turning his eyes to the little Batty Crouch in the chair. "He is back, this is an indisputable fact. The question now is what should we do though we I know most of the truth, but there are some details that need to be clarified. Severus, please take your most powerful spit, and then go to the kitchen to find a shiny house elf."

Snape nodded and immediately turned and left.

"Right, what happened after we left school?" Aiwen asked. "Krum seems to have a curse, is he okay?"

"He has nothing to do, he is now receiving treatment in the hospital! After the three of you were taken away by the door key, the mermaids immediately rushed to report, I was next to this madman!" Sirius said, pointing to Little Batty K. Rauch, "I was prepared to catch him as planned. We got up. Fudge seemed to be scared and went to the school hospital. Then we took him back to the castle, and he changed back to the cost on the road. Dumbledore said that the two of you are here."

Sirius narrates what happened after they left. He was fighting a lot with Batty Crouch, and a lot of mermaids came out for warning. Sudden changes made people in the place shocked. In a mess.

Until now, the castle was still in a mess, and the professors were trying to maintain order and return the students to their common public spaces.

Fortunately, except for Cedric, who still disappeared, there were no casualties. It was a blessing in misfortune.

The only serious injury was probably Ron. He was tortured by Krumm with a curse. Then, in the middle of the stun spell, it fell into the grass full of Glidillo. They probably used him as food and bit a few mouthfuls.

Fortunately, the tortoise that was crying at the time was next to her. She went to inform other people that the nearby mermaid saved him.

"Little Batty Crouch is posing as Moody, where is the real Moody?" Harry asked.

"No accident, it should be in the room here, they need to let him live, take him around, take a part of him to make a compound decoction at any time." Dumbledore said, from the small Batty Crouch Turned out a key.

He took the key and walked straight to the corner of the box with seven locks, and inserted the first key into the keyhole.

Dumbledore opened the box with a pile of spell books.

He closed the box, inserted the second key into the second lock, and opened it again. The box was no longer a spell book, but a variety of broken sight glasses, some parchment and feather pens, and a silver piece. Invisibility cloak.

"It's the seventh, professor!" Ai Wen reminded, knowing what he is going to do.

Dumbledore inserted the seventh key into the lock, opened the lid, and Harry and Sirius screamed at the same time.

The underground of the box is a large pit, like a basement.

A man lying on the floor about three meters deep, skinny, like asleep, he is the real crazy eye Moody.

His wooden legs are gone, the eye of the magic eye is empty, and the white hair is missing a few times.

Dumbledore climbed into the box and gently fell to the sleeping Moody and leaned over to look at him.

"He fainted, and he was very weak," he said. "But it's okay, there is no danger to life. Give him to Mrs. Pang Qiangfu for a while, and he will get better." "

Dumbledore and Sirius lifted Moody and let him lie on the sofa next to the fire.

Just then, there was a rush of footsteps in the hallway, and Snape came back with a sly sparkle.

Sparkling peeked out of Snape's feet and saw the little Batty Crouch tied to the chair.

She opened her mouth and gave a shrill scream.

"Master Batti, Master Batti, what are you doing here?" She screamed and rushed over. "You killed him! You killed him! You killed the master's son!"

"We just subdued him, sparkling." Dumbledore said, "Please let the opening, Severus, the potion brought it?"

Snape handed Dumbledore a small bottle of clarified liquid, which was his powerful potency.

Dumbledore pulled the small Batty Crouch's mouth and poured three drops of potion into it.

The sparkling still lingered there, his hands licking his face, trembling and watching them in horror.

A few seconds later, Batty Crouch opened his eyes, his eyes were unassuming and his cheeks were slack.

Dumbledore squatted in front of him, face his face.

"Can you hear me?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"Listen," he whispered, his eyelids fluttering a few times.

"Very good, the vomiting agent works, we'd better start with a simple question!" Dumbledore said gently. "I hope you tell us, how are you here, how are you from Azkaban?" Escaped?"

Little Crouch shuddered and took a deep breath, then spoke in a flat tone with no emotion.

"My mother saved me. She knew that she was going to die. I asked my father to save me. It was the last thing to do for her. My father loved her very much, even though he never loved me. He agreed, they came together to see I, gave me a drink of a compound decoction with my mother's hair. The mother drank a compound decoction with my hair, and we exchanged looks."

Shining his head and shaking.

"Don't say it, Master Batti, don't say it, you will trouble your father!"

But Crouch took another deep breath and continued to speak with the sound of the tablet.

"The dementors are blind, they can't see. They smell a healthy person and a dying person walking into Azkaban, and smelling a healthy person and a dying person leaving Azkaban. I My father took me out secretly. I pretended to be my mother, in case the prisoner saw it from the crack in the door. My mother died in Azkaban not long after, she never forgot to drink the compound decoction. When I was dead, it was still my appearance. I was buried as a burial person. All people thought that it was me."