Next door Professor Flitwick was teaching Charms to a group of second year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs. The class was progressing normally until about ten minutes into the class when the professor and all of the students froze at the sound of someone screaming out in pain next door. Without a word to the students Professor Flitwick was out of the room with his wand in hand and racing to the adjacent class. When he threw open the door he was shocked to see one of his colleagues casting the Unforgivable Cruciatus curse on a student.
"Moody! Unhand him!" the small professor yelled, causing Crouch Jr to look up in surprise. When Crouch Jr saw the other professor he knew his plans to simply Obliviate Potter were ruined. Angry that he had been discovered, the Death Eater turned and tried to cast the torture curse on the tiny Charms professor. But what Crouch Jr had forgotten was that despite his small stature Professor Flitwick was a former dueling champion and a wizard that should not ever be underestimated. The incantation had not even finished leaving Crouch Jr's lips when Flitwick began moving with a speed that must have somehow been magically enhanced. The small wizard lept from table to table, closing the distance between them and dodging every spell that the impostor who still looked like Mad Eye Moody cast. The whole time Professor Flitwick was running, jumping, and dodging curses he kept his wand moving in quick but precise movements silently casting a variety of spells.
Harry's pain had subsided enough for him to look up at the duel that was now going on. Crouch Jr was immediately forced on the defensive by the sheer number of spells being cast by the Charms professor. From his point of view it seemed as though Flitwick was casting one or two spells every second, most of which Crouch Jr was able to raise a shield against but still a few were able to penetrate his defenses. One spell set the impostors pants leg on fire while another caused his face to break out in boils. It seemed that Flitwick's strategy was to cast so many spells that his opponent had no choice but to keep his shield raised, putting him permanently on the defensive. Slowly Crouch Jr's shield was beginning to break under the constant onslaught and he knew that he would have no choice but to flee.
Crouch Jr dropped his shield and began to run towards the exit. While he did he yelled out "Incendio!" several times and was able to start a number of fires as the wooden tables and chairs burned. Flitwick's attention dropped for a second as he began casting Aguamenti, producing huge jets of water that put out the fires. In the short time that took Crouch Jr was out the door and running down the halls towards the exit. Professor Flitwick took a quick glance at Harry who was still lying on the floor groaning in pain but obviously alive before running back out the door. The Charms professor softly cursed as he walked out of the classroom, knowing that the other man had been able to escape. Looking out the window he could clearly see Professor Moody running towards the edge of the wards and away from Hogwarts. Flitwick decided there was little else that could be done about it now and went back inside to check on Harry.
"Mr Potter, I know you are in a lot of pain right now but I need to know what spells you were hit by." Professor Flitwick said once he had reached Harry, who was now sitting up and leaning against the wall trying to catch his breath.
"Other than the two Crucio's, he hit my shoulder pretty hard with something and caught my arm with a bone breaking hex. That's all." Harry explained. "Professor Flitwick, I know it looked like him but that was not Professor Moody. He said his name was Barty Crouch Jr and he must have been taking Polyjuice Potion to make him look like Moody. The real Moody is up in the office somewhere, probably being kept as a prisoner somehow."
Professor Flitwick's mouth opened in shock at Harry's explanation. He knew that Barty Crouch Jr was supposed to have died years ago in Azkaban, but if he was right then perhaps the real Alistor Moody was in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office and would be able to cooberate the story.
"Can you stand, Harry?" the small professor asked. Harry nodded and slowly got to his feet, shaking a bit as he did. After a few moments he felt confident enough to walk and the two headed towards the office. Once inside they looked around but did not see any sign of Mad Eye Moody. "Step aside, Harry" Flitwick commanded as his eyes fell on a large trunk shoved into the corner. A blue burst of magic lept from Flitwicks wand and the trunk's many locks began to open. As the final lock clicked the lid opened and they both went over to look inside. Harry was surprised to see that the space inside the trunk was huge, many times bigger than it should have been without magic. And laying at the bottom of the trunk was the real Mad Eye Moody. He looked weak and malnourished, but other than that uninjured.
"Filius? Is that you?" the true Moody asked and began to stand up.
"Wonderful to see you again, Alistor" Professor Flitwick answered. "If I lowered a ladder could you climb up?"
"Aye, I believe I could. Just get me out of here."
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