Hogwarts's Master of Mind

"Attention!" Dumbledore cast a loudspeaker spell over all the students.

“According to our judging panel, one student who returned to shore, Aiden Prewett, demonstrated unparalleled Transfiguration skills.

So he'll win by forty-seven points."

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the Ravenclaw wizards applauded and cheered for Aiden.

“Then, Harry Potter, although he was a little late, showed unparalleled moral character in the process.

After being recognized by the vast majority of judges, he scored 45 points and came in second place! "

The Gryffindor wizards cheered, rushed over to Harry, lifted him up, and threw him repeatedly into the air.

Karkaroff on the side kept making 'pah' gestures to Dumbledore.

“Next, we believe that the warriors of Durmstrang also demonstrated impressive Transfiguration skills in the competition and rescued the treasure.

Therefore, he received 40 points for third place. ”

"Krum", "Krum", "Krum"...

The students of Durmstrang shouted his name in unison and cheered him on.

“Finally, our Miss Furong, although she did not complete the treatment.

But we are still moved by her courage in standing up to Grindylow.

So we'll give her 20 points for fourth place."

Madame Maxime hugged Fleur and patted her back to comfort her.

After the second game, Barty Crouch sent congratulations to the two from the shore.

"Congratulations, Mr. Prewett and Mr. Potter, for your wonderful magic and noble morals."

"Thank you." Harry thanked Barty Crouch and followed the twins away.

"Oh, Mr. Prewett, seeing you reminds me of your father, that brave young man."

Batty and Aiden were chatting, and Moody, seeing their intimate conversation, also interrupted.

"You're not trying to tempt him to do an internship in your department during the summer."

Moody licked his lips habitually while speaking, and this action was noticed by old Batty.

Old Batty came closer and looked at Moody with wide eyes, but Moody's eyes were a little evasive.

"Haha, the International Cooperation Department is a good place, isn't it? My brother is doing an internship there."

Aiden's insertion eased the tense atmosphere between the two.

"Oh, yes." Batty shook his head and continued to lead Aiden forward.

"Mr. Crouch, I'm sure you've already seen that." Aiden said meaningfully.

At the same time, the power from Sequence Four brought the two into a blind spot of consciousness.

"You, what are you talking about?" Old Batty's voice trembled a little.

"Moody is Barty Jr., your son. Can't you tell that?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"No...he's dead." Old Batty was still being stubborn.

"Come on, Mr. Crouch, there are few people in this world who can hide their souls from me."

Aiden tapped his index finger lightly, and his dragon eyes penetrated into old Batty's heart.

"What do you want?" Batty said deflatedly.

"Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you."

A long staff appeared in Aiden's hand, and with a thud, the staff hit the ground.

Two sofas appeared on the ground, and Aiden raised his hand to signal him to sit down.

"There's nothing to talk about. He's a loyal supporter of the mysterious man. I should eliminate him."

Old Batty covered his head in pain, his expression revealing suffering.

"What if I can make him change his mind?" Aiden narrowed his eyes.

"You see, his tenacity in pursuing his goals, his magical prowess, and his courage and bravery are all extraordinary.

It's just a pity that he used this talent in the wrong place."

Aiden's expression revealed regret.

"You want him to serve you, not only that, but also me. Do you...do you want to be the next Dark Lord?"

Batty's voice trembled, and he was horrified to find that another talented young man had different ideas.

"But this time, we followed destiny and justice, and did not kill to achieve our goals. Why did we become the Dark Lord?"

Aiden waved his hand, and the woods around him began to fold.

Department of Mysteries, Lord of the Deep, The Converter, Perfect Werewolf.

All of Aiden's past achievements appeared before old Batty one by one.

"Wouldn't it be nice to let your son break free from the corrupt and ignorant pure-blood ideals?"

Aiden raised his hand to old Batty.

"Join us, join this evolution, for a better future."

The surrounding scenes froze at the moment when Aiden shot the arrow of love through the King of the Deep.

Old Batty was so shocked by these scenes that he was speechless, and his mind was struggling violently.

Eden's remarks were a subversion of the principles to which he had adhered and to which he had devoted his life.

However, he unconsciously felt a little secretly happy in his heart.

It is the yearning for his son and all the beautiful future.

Once hope arises in a person, even the strongest wall will collapse.

Old Batty lowered his head, took the hand that Aiden extended, and kissed his hand.

"Very good, you made a wise choice." Aiden nodded.

"So, what should I do?" asked old Batty.

"I need you to be quiet for once." Aiden smiled.

.......

That night, Harry, who had gone to Hagrid's house with the twins to celebrate, was preparing to return to the castle.

Hagrid was drunk and kept talking nonsense.

“I remember the first time I met you, it was four years ago.

You are the most unsociable freshmen I have ever seen, reminding me of when I was a kid…”

Harry and the twins, who were walking in front of Hagrid, suddenly stopped and Hagrid knocked them off balance.

"Oh, sorry," Hagrid apologized.

He walked past Harry and the twins to the front to see why they stopped.

However, the man lying on the ground made him wake up instantly.

"Mr. Barty Crouch!"

Hagrid, Harry and the others hurriedly took Barty to the hospital wing.

Meanwhile, an owl flies to the Ministry of Magic with a letter.

When Harry rushed to the headmaster's office, there was a heated discussion going on inside.

"This is ridiculous, Dumbledore. At this time, we need to draw courage from our leader." A sweet voice spoke.

"Then you should go out and show yourself." A clear young voice sounded.

"The Triwizard Tournament cannot be cancelled, otherwise everyone will just think the Ministry of Magic is a coward."

The sweet girl spoke again, and Harry came to the door.

“True leaders do what is right and don’t care what others think.”

Harry was very familiar with this voice; it was Dumbledore.

"Excuse me, there's someone eavesdropping at the door." Moody took out his wand and opened the door.

"Oh, Harry Potter, nice to meet you. I'm Dolores Umbridge." A pink toad rushed out, ready to shake hands with Harry.

"Professor, I can come later," said Harry.

"Oh, no, I have something to discuss with Madam Umbridge, you and Aiden play here, I'll be back soon."

Dumbledore walked out, followed by Umbridge.

Aiden reached out his hand and beckoned to Harry, and as Dumbledore left, he reminded him,

"Well, you can eat as much licorice as you want, but be careful, the taste is a bit strong."

Moody then left as well, leaving Harry and Aiden alone in the office.