Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 708: Returning to Hogwarts

Chapter 708: Returning to Hogwarts

Outside the web of light, Evan was doing the finishing touches.

The few Death Eaters who did not flee in haste had reacted. They gradually calmed down and began to fight back.

They attacked Evan through Fiendfyre, and the spells were swishing over, most of them missed!

Even so, Evan still felt the pressure gradually increasing. He backed away while defending, hoping Harry could be faster.

All that had to be done was done, he killed Nagini, and Voldemort was scared enough by his wand…

All that needed to be done now was to leave here and return to Hogwarts. It was not good to stay any longer.

A magic reaction had already appeared on the Portkey in Evan’s hand; as long as Harry came over, the two of them could leave at any time.

“Harry, hurry up!” He turned and shouted, hoping that Harry could hear.

Harry didn’t hear Evan’s shout because of the isolation of the web of light, but his father’s ghost clearly heard it.

“Very good, come on, Harry, with that boy,” said James, “be ready to run… do it now!”

“Well!” Harry didn’t think he could have held on for another moment anyway. He pulled his wand upward with an almighty wrench, and the golden thread broke; the cage of light vanished, the phoenix song died… but the shadowy figures of Voldemort’s victims did not disappear. They were closing in upon Voldemort, shielding Harry from his gaze…

Harry turned around and ran with all his strength towards Evan in the distance.

“You losers, stun them both!” Voldemort snapped, “Kill them!”

The ghosts were surrounding him, and he had no way to get rid of them.

But that did not prevent him from using magic… Voldemort waved his wand hard.

All the flames in the open space disappeared instantly, only the strong smell of scorching and wailing sound echoed.

After Fiendfyre disappeared, all the Death Eaters hurriedly approached, not giving Evan the chance to cast powerful magic. Jets of red and green light flew in the air and ran towards Harry.

He now had no time to aim at all, and could only attack casually, casting the simplest spells on the Death Eaters following him.

“Impedimenta! Stupefy!”

From a muffled yell, Evan knew he had stopped at least one of them, but there was no time to stop and look. There were wand blasts behind him.

“Get down, Harry, get down!” Evan leapt forward vigorously, rushed at Harry, and pressed him to the ground.

They escaped the intensive spells attack and rolled on the ground…

“Stand aside, I will kill them, they’re mine!” shrieked Voldemort, breaking free from the ghosts.

The ghosts gradually dissipated and vanished into the air, and Harry saw his parents watching him…

Next to them were Voldemort’s terrible red eyes, his mouth curled into a smile, and he raised his wand high.

The next second, Harry got his eyes blurred and felt the jerk behind his navel. Voldemort and the Death Eaters disappeared, and he and Evan were swept away in a whirl of wind and color, and they left the place.

Both of them returned to Hogwarts! Not in the lake, but in an office. 

The scene in front of Harry’s eyes gradually became clear, and he saw a large mirror on the wall, with blurred shadows shaking in it.

That was Moody’s Foe-Glass, they had returned to Professor Moody’s office!

“Evan, what on earth is going on?” Harry asked, seeing Evan lying panting next to him.

He was still wearing ragged Gabrielle’s robes, only a few strands of cloth hanging on them…

Evan was holding a bat-like object tightly in his left hand; the Portkey Caresius had given him.

“Why did you become Gabrielle? and Voldemort…” Harry stopped abruptly, and said quickly with excitement, “Voldemort has recovered his body. We must tell Dumbledore about it!”

“He’ll be here soon, and you’ll tell him then,” said Evan, without any strength, leaning on Harry weakly.

Fighting a dozen Death Eaters wasn’t an easy task. If it weren’t for the factor of surprise, he wouldn’t have had a chance.

Two high-level Dark magic and many other spells in succession had exhausted his magic and physical strength. In particular, the spirit that had been tightened to the limit was now suddenly relaxed, leaving only endless drowsiness and fatigue in his body.

There was silence around them, and they were lying on the floor of the office. Evan intermittently told Harry the reason for what had just happened.

He started with Mr. Barty Crouch and his son Barty Crouch Jr., and talked about the plot they planned to put Ron’s name into the Goblet of Fire … he also talked about Caresius, the vampire disguised as Moody to enter Hogwarts…

And then they learned from Caresius about Voldemort’s plan, and knew that he was going to do it in the second task, and had prepared accordingly.

Harry listened, very surprised, and from time to time interrupted and asked a few questions.

As to why Voldemort used Harry’s blood and why they didn’t stop him from returning, Evan didn’t tell Harry the truth. It was not the right time. He just said that he assumed the form of Gabrielle to protect Harry.

As for some of the loopholes, Harry didn’t notice. In fact, he was already speechless in surprise.

“I can’t believe it!” said Harry. “No wonder Ron said earlier that he saw the name of the vampire on the Marauder’s Map that night. So, the vampire was helping us and Cedric was taken away by him and I don’t know what happened. By the way, that Batty Crouch Jr. … he …”

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and the door of Professor Moody’s office was opened!

A group of people came in, headed by Dumbledore, and his face was as calm as ever. But there was no benign smile, and there was no twinkle in the eyes behind the spectacles. There was cold fury in every line of the ancient face; a sense of power radiated from Dumbledore to make one feel strange and scared.

Behind him were Sirius and Snape. Snape was still the same; not panicking by Voldemort’s return at all, just gloomier.

Sirius was much more agitated, and he seemed to have experienced a fierce battle, forcing a man to come in.

The man was pale-skinned, slightly freckled, with a mop of fair hair. It was Barty Crouch Jr.

Evan had seen him before in the Pensieve, and he was exactly the same when he was taken away from the court by the Dementors.

But now, he was lined around the eyes and looked much older…

During the period when Evan and Harry were taken away by the Portkey, Sirius had caught the guy.

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