Two Death Eaters

Harry had been on edge the whole time, and only now did he have time to think about what had just happened.

In fact, all he remembered was being brought here by Filch... no, it should be said that he was a Death Eaters who had drunk Polyjuice Potion.

Voldemort seems to call him Barty Crouch, the same name as the boss of Percy whom he met at the Quidditch World Cup.

That Barty even resurrected Voldemort with his own blood.

Then Kyle arrived, Death Eaters tried to kill him, but Kyle repelled them with a fire dragon.

Yes, Kyle fought off a group of Death Eaters, even killing one on the spot. At that moment, he thought he was still sleeping in his dorm bed, and that everything he was seeing was just a dream.

But the constant, excruciating pain in his legs told him that it was all real.

And then there was that sudden fog... After that, my memories started to fade.

The main problem is that his glasses mysteriously disappeared.

Harry actually heard Dumbledore's voice, but because he couldn't see clearly, he thought he was hallucinating.

Now that Kyle is saying this, it seems it's true; Dumbledore really has come.

Can you tell me what happened?

Harry felt his head was spinning, not understanding why Kyle was suddenly there. Wasn't he supposed to be participating in the Triwizard Tournament?

And ever since Kyle arrived, it seemed like only a blink of an eye, and suddenly he was safe.

"Well..." Kyle glanced at the increasingly frequent spells in the sky, thought for a moment, and said, "Weren't you taken away by Filch under the pretext of being taken hostage to the labyrinth?"

"Is he Barty Crouch?" Harry quickly replied, "... Not the Mr. Crouch from the Ministry of Magic, but someone else with the same name."

"Oh, Barty Crouch Jr. ...the son of the Mr. Crouch you're talking about."

"What?" Harry asked in surprise, thinking he had misheard.

However, Kyle did not explain this time, but continued, "But the proposal to increase the number of hostages was rejected before dinner."

"What a coincidence? Hermione and Ron came to the Champion' lounge looking for you because they were worried, and that's how we found out you were taken away."

"And the Goblet of Fire was also replaced with Portkey by Karkaroff; I was brought here when I touched it."

"And Professor Dumbledore..."

"I have a special way to summon his phoenix," Kyle said.

He looked up again.

At this moment, the flashing lights in the sky resembled disco balls, changing faster and faster, and occasionally a clear booming sound could be heard.

"Alright, Harry."

Kyle didn't let him continue. "Let's go back first. You'll have plenty of time to ask questions once we're back at school."

"And Professor Dumbledore..."

"You're not thinking of helping, are you?" Kyle looked at him with surprise. "Going to help Dumbledore fight Voldemort?"

Harry silently shut his mouth.

Although he couldn't see Kyle's eyes, he realized from Kyle's questioning tone that he had asked a very stupid question.

"Then how are we going to get back..." Harry quickly changed the subject, "Did you bring a broom?"

"I brought it." Kyle nodded, then said, "But there's no need. Grab my arm."

He reached out his hand.

Then you see Harry grabbing at the air in front of him.

"..."

"Okay, I didn't think it through."

Kyle stretched his arm forward, and Harry grabbed his sleeve.

But just as he was about to Apparition away, Kyle suddenly looked at the bushes to the side.

"Who's there? Come out!" He immediately raised the hand holding the wand.

Harry also took his wand out of his pocket and pointed it in the exact opposite direction from Kyle's.

"Truly worthy of being called Champion of Hogwarts."

A man dressed Death Eaters emerged from the bushes.

"You can't just leave like this." A deep voice came from behind the mask. "Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to my master."

"That's easy," Kyle said, giving his wand a slight turn.

"Sectumsempra!"

The Death Eaters seemed to sense something and immediately scrambled to the side to hide.

The next second, the bushes behind him were neatly cut in half.

Cold sweat trickled down Lucius's forehead behind his mask. He had only wanted to find an excuse to get away from Dumbledore on the mountaintop, but he didn't want to be held accountable by Voldemort later, which was why he had come all the way to find Kyle and the other man.

He knew Kyle knew Fiendfyre, but in this open space, the effects of Fiendfyre weren't as terrifying.

But I didn't expect... Kyle knows more than just Fiendfyre. If that attack had hit me, it probably wouldn't have been much less effective than the Killing Curse.

Now it seems that this 15-year-old student is also not very safe.

Lucius was considering running away.

He's just here to make a cameo appearance; there's no need for him to risk his life here.

But just as he hesitated, a row of sharp stone spikes suddenly appeared on the ground, and Lucius, who was caught off guard, was pierced through the sole of his foot.

"Ah!" he screamed in agony, trying to pull his foot out.

The next second, a magic wand was pressed against his head.

"Divine Striker..."

"I surrender!" Lucius shouted. "I surrender... You can't kill me! You're Dumbledore's student; he'll never let you kill me!"

"Hmm...that makes sense." Kyle nodded and put down his wand.

Lucius breathed a sigh of relief, but just as he was pondering how to survive, he heard Kyle muttering to himself.

"If... I mean if a lost 5X Fantastic Beasts happened to pass by here, like Acromantula, and you happened to be unable to move, and ended up getting poisoned by its venom, wouldn't that make a lot more sense?"

Lucius's heart, which had just settled, jumped again.

Although he was certain there were no Acromantula here, he could sense that the other party wasn't just talking.

The Acromantula doesn't have that, but its venom is another matter; it Sickle be carried around, and he has quite a bit at home.

"This is Muggle area, there are no Fantastic Beasts here!" he shouted hastily. "You'll be discovered doing this, the Ministry of Magic will be able to find out..."

"Avada..." a faint voice came from not far away.

Kyle's pupils contracted sharply, and he quickly pulled Harry back.

The next second, a green light flashed past him.

Reflexively, Kyle threw a Sectumsempra in the direction from which the Killing Curse had come.

But the curse only cut down a yew tree; there seemed to be no one there.

However, this is impossible; if no one was around, what was the Killing Curse all along?

Without any hesitation, an earthen wall rose from the ground, blocking Kyle's side, while he grabbed Harry.

The Death Eaters suddenly appeared didn't matter; Kyle didn't care whether he was dead or alive. What mattered most now was the guy hiding in the shadows.

He unleashed Killing Curse right away, and before that, Kyle had absolutely no idea there was someone else there.

Was it for Harry? Or for himself...?

But no matter who it is, they can no longer stay here.

"Hold on tight," Kyle shouted.

Harry instinctively grabbed Kyle's arm.

"Smack!"

With a crisp popping sound, the two vanished from their spot in an instant.