Like the Grinch, we have all puzzled on this till our puzzlers were sore, but today an answer hit me with the force of a well-placed Impediment Curse. It was so simple. The answer lies in the Portkey itself. Because what if things had gone right for Voldemort?
Having recently done a GF re-read, the last terrifying and emotional chapters have been on my mind a lot. This morning, while briefly considering the What Might Have Been if Cedric had been the only one to grasp the Cup, I returned to the Eternal Question–
Why make the Cup a Portkey when Harry’s toothbrush would work just as well?
Like the Grinch, we have all puzzled on this till our puzzlers were sore, but today an answer hit me with the force of a well-placed Impediment Curse. It was so simple. The answer lies in the Portkey itself. Because what if things had gone right for Voldemort?
Okay, it’s Little Hangleton, June, 1995. Voldemort and Wormtail await the bane of their existences—young Harry Potter. Once he arrives, disoriented and properly frightened, he is tied to Daddy Riddle’s tombstone, and forced to provide Voldemort with a blood sample. Voldemort reincorporates into the Big Bad of yesteryear, at which point he calls in his Death Eaters, chastises them for a bit, and then disposes of Harry, after an invigorating game of cat and mouse.
(With me so far? Okay. Because here’s where it gets good.)
At this point Voldemort and his minions touch the Portkey and return to Hogwarts to begin the new Reign of Terror. This is why the Portkey was rigged to return to Hogwarts.
They arrive outside the maze, with Harry’s lifeless body (after all a good gloat is needed) and begin decimating the future wizarding population. They’re merely students (and not just Hogwarts students either, but Beauxbatons and Durmstrang as well), easy prey. Also in the arena is Karkaroff the coward, Snape the spy, Bagman, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, Dumbledore, and, of course, Crouch as Moody. Crouch didn’t just “forget” to take his Polyjuice Potion. It wasn’t needed. He could begin hurling hexes as Moody (in all the chaos who could tell for which side he was playing?) and after the potion wore off, he could fight clearly as himself, alongside his Dark Lord.
After the battle, Voldemort would be in absolute power and all would be right in his world.
It was so brilliant. It was so simple. It should have worked.
Fortunately for us, Harry had an ace up his sleeve (or rather, a phoenix feather up his wand) and managed to foil Voldemort’s plan once again.
Respectfully submitted for your approval…
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