Hogwarts's Master of Mind

That night, a figure sneaked into the place where the Goblet of Fire was kept.

"What do you think he is doing? Is he so unsure that Krum can get a place in the Warriors?"

Next to the Goblet of Fire, an old bee rubbed the dragon's invisibility, and the two began to chat.

"Karkaroff, my old friend, people like them like to indulge in glory, which leads to what happened later." Dumbledore sighed.

"So what now, just watch that guy cast the Confounding Charm on the Goblet of Fire?" Aiden said.

"Forget it, since it's their own decision, let Krum go." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes.

Aiden said nothing, and the two spectators watched as Karkaroff threw the parchment with Krum's name on it in and cast a powerful Confusion Charm on it.

"Well, it's getting late. The little wizard should go to bed." Dumbledore turned around.

"I'm fourteen!" Aiden put his hands on his hips.

"No, I misled you. You have more than one old friend tonight."

Aiden conjured up two chairs and motioned for Dumbledore to sit down and wait.

Karkaroff made some adjustments and left the storage room of the Goblet of Fire.

After a while, the door of the storage room was opened again.

A figure with a cane limped in.

"Alastor, how is it possible?" Dumbledore's tone was empty.

Dumbledore slumped in his chair and watched as Moody walked over to the Goblet of Fire, threw Harry's name in, and cast the Confounding Charm.

However, due to Karkaroff's previous Confusion Charm, the two's magics clashed, and the flame in the cup became enraged and scattered everywhere.

Moody held the wand in both hands and increased the output of the Confusion Charm. At the same time, he chanted a spell and tried to suppress the flames.

"He's not Moody, maybe we should call him Barty Crouch Jr." Aiden explained.

"What?" Dumbledore asked in surprise.

"It's complicated. I have lived in the Weasley family for thirteen years, and Peter Pettigrew has also been with me for thirteen years. Strictly speaking, I can now directly control him..."

Aiden slowly told Dumbledore about Peter's actions after his escape and how Barty Crouch Jr. escaped the death penalty.

"Well, this is very complicated." Dumbledore stroked his beard.

"What are you going to do with him? Capture him now and grind Voldemort to dust?" Aiden said.

"No, the feud between Tom and Harry is a prophecy. Forcing our way in will not only cause us to be caught up in the prophecy, but may also cause Harry to lose his life."

At this moment, Dumbledore has overcome the previous information gap and has some understanding of the situation of both sides.

"Well, I have a plan, a very long plan. Are you interested in joining?" Dumbledore said to Aiden after thinking for a while.

"I'd like to hear more about it." Aiden smiled slightly.

The night shrouds Hogwarts, and the ancient castle still hides all kinds of secrets.

.......

The next day, still in the storage room of the Goblet of Fire, Aiden sat on the stairs nearby and read a book.

The trio walked in, Hermione sat next to Aiden with her book, while Harry and Ron circled the Goblet of Fire.

"Eternal glory, how wonderful it will be, waiting for us in three years." Ron deliberately sang an aria.

"Come on, I'm not going." Harry understood the danger and naturally would not participate casually.

"Cedric" *N, the little Hufflepuff badgers gathered their heads and came to the Goblet of Fire.

Cedric easily crossed the age line and cast his vote into the Goblet of Fire, and the other badgers cheered for him.

Ron tried to go up to him and say hello, but was ignored.

Next to him, Hermione began to ask Aiden about the spells he used during the World Cup.

"Aiden, can you teach me the magic you used at the Weasley's last time? Of course, if it's your family magic, just pretend I didn't ask." Hermione asked tentatively.

“That magic is currently under development, and I myself achieved it through special abilities.

If this magic is developed, you can learn it from Professor McGonagall, who is now my reviewer." Aiden replied.

"Oh, that would be great." Hermione was looking forward to it.

"Wuhu~" Four people ran in with potions.

The people around them followed their lead and made a noise.

George and Fred ran in with the age enhancer, "Hey guys, we're done!"

"It won't work," said Hermione.

"Oh, really." George came over and hung on Aiden.

"Why, Granger?" Fred came to Hermione's left.

"How could a genius like Dumbledore be fooled by something as crap as an aging potion?" Hermione said, pointing at the age line.

"The broken thing is brilliant", "Maybe because it's broken he didn't think of it."

Aiden leaned back straight away, with George using him as a meat cushion to lie him on the steps.

"My dear brothers, I have to remind you that even if you deceive the age limit, the Goblet of Fire, as a carrier of powerful contract magic, also has basic recognition functions." Aiden said to George behind him.

"We've made up our minds." George stood up and raised an eyebrow at Fred.

"Cheers." Fred raised the test bottle. "Cheers," George did the same.

A Ravenclaw witch and a Hufflepuff wizard drank the potion with them.

After drinking the aging potion, the four people came to the outside of the light circle and stepped in.

"Haha!" They laughed triumphantly.

At the same time, the little wizards around them also gave them applause.

The four people threw the parchment with their names on it into the Goblet of Fire. Suddenly, the flames in the Goblet of Fire rose high and knocked the people to the gate.

Dumbledore happened to pass by here, and when he saw the 'old man' with a long beard on his mouth, he laughed out loud.

"Nice beards, George, Fred."

After saying this, he walked away with laughter.

"I tell you it won't work." Aiden bent down and helped the two "old men" on the ground.

"There's still one can of aging agent left."

George rolled his eyes and Fred immediately cooperated.

"So our beautiful little brother, do you want to give it a try?"

"Okay, let's show you two." Aiden walked towards the age line.

The young wizards around looked at him curiously, wanting to see how this Ravenclaw genius would solve Dumbledore's problem.

Aiden took out his wand. As it was a magic set up by Dumbledore and blessed by the Elder Wand, he had to use his wand to fight against it.

Aiden's eyes focused on the magic and saw the Algiz (?) rune that Dumbledore had carved on the spell.

"Protection?" Aiden murmured.

Aiden placed his wand on the age line, feeling the frequency of Dumbledore's magic.

"Is this magic love?" Aiden felt a familiar breath from Dumbledore's magic.

Knowing the composition of Dumbledore's magic, Aiden began to analyze the ratio of emotion and magic.

Finally, when everything was ready, Aiden also carved the next Algiz (?) rune in the air.

The same smoky magic enveloped Aiden, and he took a step towards the age line and walked straight in.

"No way." George and Fred widened their eyes.

Then Aiden stepped forward gently, cast a simple cloaking spell on his parchment, and threw it in.

The flames in the Goblet of Fire subsided, acknowledging Aiden's eligibility to vote.

"How did you do that?" George and Fred were shocked, and the little wizards around them also pricked up their ears.

"Secret." Aiden winked at them with his left eye and turned away.