Little Barty was watching, staring at Bree's behavior since he was caught.

A person's weaknesses cannot be hidden.

Emotions are a weapon to deal with Brie. The premise is that you can get the feelings approved by Brie.

Just now, Cedric's death affected Brie's judgment, and Brie lost her mind for a moment.

Barty Jr.'s words gave everyone present a heavy blow. Blood flowed from the corners of Barty Jr.'s mouth, and he tried his best to stop himself from speaking.

"Weakness, whose weakness is Voldemort?" Fudge's eyes lit up.

"Say it quickly, quickly!"

"you…"

"Ah!" Little Barty's magic power suddenly rioted, and he rushed away from Fudge and the Aurors who were pressing him.

"bump!"

Little Barty suddenly rushed towards the Dementor and faced the Dementor's mouth.

suck!

"Ah!" Little Barty struggled, his soul continued to be absorbed by the dementors, and the remaining happiness continued to disappear...

Little Barty wanted to stick out his tongue, but he had no strength...

His last words were spat out weakly: "You helped me kill him..."

"boom!"

Like a corpse, little Barty fell to the ground.

"Why didn't you stop him, Dumbledore!" Fudge said angrily.

"You are obviously capable, but he wants to tell Voldemort's weaknesses, you..."

Dumbledore looked at Fudge with cold eyes and stopped his nonsense.

At this moment, a note fell from Barty's clothes.

Fuji was overjoyed and picked it up immediately.

But soon he read out the name on the note with a stiff face and trembling: "Brie O'Dea?"

The Goblet of Fire lying among the vines suddenly erupted into flames, as if in response to the name.

Harry woke up from his sadness, picked up the trophy and came to Bree's side.

"It's yours, Bree."

Harry was covered in mud and his face was dusty, but he smiled easily.

"I found my own way, Bree, thank you."

Harry hugged Bree, handed the trophy to Bree, covered his eyes and ran out.

The game was really over. Bree didn't respond to any questions and returned to the turret alone, his head in a mess.

After hearing Dumbledore say that he should discover a person's weaknesses in life, he conducted an experiment, targeting Barty Jr.

He also succeeded in catching Barty's weakness and made Barty lean towards him.

"This approach does not make people happy."

Bree doesn't know what little Barty will face. She only knows that her soul has been absorbed by the dementors and she will sleep in pain for the rest of her life.

Bree had no intention of saving Barty Jr. What he did was evil and he never thought about correcting it.

"You still want to kill your father."

Bree opened the note, looked at the creature from the Black Lagoon, and flipped through a few more pages to find the contact information with Tom——

Tom, you will know what happened today soon... I'm sorry, you can only attend this party for me. I want to go to the Muggle world alone and see the difference between Muggles and wizards.

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Bree is not a man who fixes problems when the situation arises. He solves problems by finding the root cause.

At that time, he wanted to kill Voldemort, but as long as the wizarding world remains like this, there will be many Voldemorts. Bree cannot guarantee that everyone is safe, and can only deal with the evil ones.

"After going around and around, we still come back to the conflict between Muggles and wizards."

This may also be the reason why Dumbledore did not take action and allowed Voldemort to leave.

A well-informed Voldemort is much easier to deal with than an unknown third Dark Lord.

"Dongdongdong!"

There was a knock on the door from below the turret.

Bree slowly went downstairs and opened the wooden door.

At this time, the setting sun had just shed a blush, adding a hint of calmness to Brie's face.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

Bree did not let Dumbledore in, but said: "Blow the wind for a while, okay?"

The wind in early summer is very cool and can take away a lot of unpleasantness.

Dumbledore nodded kindly, turned and walked to the platform of the turret, looked at Hogwarts under the guardrail, which was covered with a layer of soft light, and said slowly: "I didn't know Moody was actually Barty Jr.

Changing, he is very good and deceives everyone."

Dumbledore paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"Maybe you knew it all along."

Bree did not hide this. He continued: "I think I gave you a chance, Dumbledore. Just ask me and I will tell you."

Dumbledore smiled and said seriously: "You can't just ask others for everything in life, you must learn to discover it yourself."

Bree did not contradict Dumbledore.

"What do you want from me? I think you should be dealing with the following matters at this moment. Fudge will not let you go."

"Moody" is the professor invited by Dumbledore, but if something goes wrong, Dumbledore will take responsibility.

"Actually," Dumbledore said helplessly: "This semester, the Ministry of Magic wants to have an official from the Ministry of Magic come to teach classes to facilitate the management of Hogwarts."

"But I rejected them."

Bree understands.

"So you can't escape? What class is it?" Brie wanted to skip class.

Thinking of this, Brie laughed.

"It's Defense Against the Dark Arts class...why are you laughing?"

Dumbledore stared at Bree with sharp eyes.

"I was thinking... skipping class. I don't think the Ministry of Magic will send any good characters."

"Oh?" Dumbledore also laughed out loud, and he said vaguely: "I remember that when you were in first grade, you were always present in every class, spoke very actively, and earned points that I almost couldn't get."

When Dumbledore said this, Bree's face turned dark.

"I hope you can remember it forever, Dumbledore."

"Haha, you have taught me a lesson, thank you very much...When I get along with children, I can't always tell whether I am the white wizard or the principal of Hogwarts."

Dumbledore's tone was a bit dull and low.

"In his place, in his place, Dumbledore." Bree gave Dumbledore a choice.

"Oh, yes, yes, I will try my best." Dumbledore's eyes flashed.

He said: "Your growth...I don't know how many times I have been surprised."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Do you remember the gift I said I wanted to give you?"

"Huh?" Bree looked sideways. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Dumbledore looked very kind, like a kind old man without any scheming.

Of course, he is wise.

"For a position, I hope to apply for you to be a professor at Hogwarts... Age is not a problem, and we all think you are qualified."

Dumbledore said it very seriously, and it seemed that he made his decision after careful consideration.

"Professor, what do you teach?" Bree did not refuse. He did not need to continue studying at Hogwarts, but he wanted to stay at Hogwarts and continue to study magic until he reached the pinnacle.

Dumbledore was a little surprised.

"I thought you would refuse."

Bree shook her head. "Why refuse? Hogwarts is very quiet."

Not to be disturbed by outside disturbances, of course, this must be done when Dumbledore doesn't want to cause trouble.

Dumbledore smiled in approval. He did not say what he asked Bree to teach, but said: "Your magic shocked the wizards. It's the Unforgivable Curse."

Dumbledore sighed: "Just now, I had a brief discussion with some wizards and professors. They hope that I can let you teach Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Defense Against the Dark Arts course?

Bree was silent.

Seeing Bree's speechless look, Dumbledore laughed loudly and said: "We all know that legend, the curse, yes...hahaha!"

"That curse was left by Voldemort. I'm also confused about why I can't get rid of it. It's not actually responsible..."

Dumbledore didn't say much more about this matter and returned to the previous topic.
To be continued...