Chapter 393: Qualified sparring partner, Crouch may be in trouble

After confirming that Crouch was missing, Dumbledore notified the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge immediately sent someone to investigate.

Harry received a reply from Sirius, which criticized him, accusing him of not meeting Klum alone outside Hogwarts Castle, and asking him to practice some practical magic tricks for the third project. curse.

Not only did his godfather say this, but Moody also gave the same advice. He could only selectively forget about Crouch's disappearance. After all, he couldn't take care of it even if he wanted to.

Hermione and Ron became good teammates for a while, taking him to the library every day to search for possible spells, and then finding empty classrooms to practice.

During the Divination class, Aaron sat next to Harry and Ron.

Looking at the tired looks of the two of them, he couldn't help but be curious, "What's wrong with you? You look much more haggard than usual!"

"Ask him." Ron pointed at Harry, his eyes full of helplessness.

"I've been practicing magic spells for a while now, so I'm a little tired."

"Are you tired? I'm the one who's tired, okay." Ron said angrily, "I'm the only one willing to be your sparring partner. I have to be hit with the Stunning Curse more than ten times every day. The fall caused pain everywhere in my body. ”

"hiss!"

Aaron couldn't help but take a breath, and looked at Ron with a look of admiration, but also a hint of concern for the idiot.

Even if a living person is a sparring partner, his heart is big enough.

If Harry accidentally recited the Stunning Curse instead of the Crushing Curse, Ron might have to stay in the school hospital until the holidays.

"Aaron, can you lend us Abe?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Find a perfect partner for Harry!" Ron said matter-of-factly, "It's a dragon, with high magic resistance and agility, right?

Moreover, it has rough skin and thick flesh, so even if it is hit by a curse, it won't hurt much. "

"Haha!" Aaron sneered, "You're not it, how do you know it doesn't hurt to be hit by a curse?"

Abe also nodded seriously. It was not even a teenager now. Although its magic resistance was fully stretched, it still felt pain.

"If you want to kill me, just say so." Harry said speechlessly, "What if Abe gets pissed off and slaps him with his claws?"

"this..."

Ron looked at the harmless Abe, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

His knowledge of Abe was still in the first grade, but even so, it was not something that Harry's small body could handle if he slapped it with his paw.

"forget it."

The bell rang and Professor Trelawney came down the stairs.

The fire was particularly strong today, and the incense from her body soon filled the classroom, making people's heads swell.

"Harry." Ron pursed his lips, "How about opening the window!"

Harry nodded, opened the window a crack, and felt more comfortable after enjoying the cool breeze outside.

"My dear," Professor Trelawney said in a dazed voice, "We have almost finished talking about planetary divination, but today is a great time to study the role of Mars, because it is currently in a very interesting position.

Please look over here, I'll turn off the light. "

Professor Trelawney waved his wand and all the lights went out, leaving the fire as the only source of light.

She took out a small model of the solar system. The nine planets and their satellites were shining in their respective positions. Mars formed a strange angle with several other planets...

ah!

Just as everyone was admiring the movement of the planets, Harry suddenly let out a scream.

He covered his face, the scar on his forehead shone with a faint red light in the dark professor, and tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Harry, Harry..." Ron hurriedly helped him up and asked with a worried look on his face: "Are you okay?"

"Of course he has something..." Professor Trelawney looked extremely excited. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by Aaron.

"Professor, I think we should send him to the hospital first."

"Gaius." Professor Trelawney was a little reluctant, "He is obviously affected by the clairvoyance in the classroom. If you miss this opportunity..."

"I just want to know how to stop the pain," Harry said hurriedly.

"Professor, I'll send him to see Madam Pomfrey. I'm afraid he'll have to ask for leave for this class." Aaron said, helping Harry walk out of the classroom, leaving behind a disappointed Trelawney and everyone who didn't understand. student.

The two left the trap door through the stairs and walked to the next floor before Aaron looked at him seriously and asked, "What were you dreaming about?"

"Voldemort." Harry breathed nervously, "He was with Pettigrew, and a big snake."

"What did they say?

I need Voldemort's exact words, not your paraphrasing. "

Harry thought for a while and tried to imitate a cold and sharp voice, "Wormtail, you are very lucky that your mistake did not mess things up. He is already dead.

Nagini, uh...this should be the name of that big snake. "

"Exact words." Aaron reminded.

"Nagini, you're out of luck. I'm not going to feed you Wormtail, but it doesn't matter, there's Harry Potter."

"It seems that Voldemort plans to kill you and then feed it to the snake."

Harry shuddered in panic, "This joke is not funny at all."

"This dream of yours... confirmed my previous guess.

Crouch was probably controlled by Voldemort, but Wormtail's negligence allowed him to escape to Hogwarts. "

"That means Mr. Crouch has..."

"Dead." Aaron took a deep breath and said, "Voldemort must have other servants. He was hiding in Hogwarts. That night when you were looking for Dumbledore, he knocked out Krum and killed him. Crouch.

As for how the body was disposed of, I don't know, but there are too many ways for us to find him. "

"Karkaroff or Snape?" Harry asked with a frown.

"I'm warning you one last time, don't doubt Professor Snape." Aaron said unhappily, "Although he has had a bad attitude towards you in the past few years, he has protected you not once or twice, otherwise your first-year It's time to fall off the broomstick.

It doesn’t have to be Karkaroff. You also heard the conversation between him and Professor Snape that day. This principal is a coward who is both powerful and powerful, otherwise Professor Snape would not have persuaded him to run away. "

"It's not this, it's not that, who could it be?" Harry was upset and at a loss for a moment, but after a while he calmed down, "Go to the principal's office, you have to tell Dumbledore."

Aaron didn't object. This had already caused a loss of life, which showed that the people hiding in the school would do anything to achieve their goals. He definitely didn't mind killing people.

The two of them speeded up to the principal's office, but the gargoyle stone sculpture in front of the door would not let them pass easily.

"I don't know the password." Aaron said very directly.

"Chilled lemon juice." Harry said tentatively. The stone statue remained motionless. "Pear hard candy, Bibi's Strange Beans, chocolate frog..."

A series of snack names popped out of his mouth, dozens of them all different.

Aaron was a little dumbfounded. He wouldn't believe this technique of naming dishes even if he hadn't practiced it specifically.

"I want to see him, there is something important." Harry kicked the stone statue angrily, then sat down holding his right foot in pain.

"Why don't you take a rest for a while!" Aaron handed over a bottle of water. "Stick up your energy and keep trying. I believe you will be able to impress this stone statue."

Harry took a sip blankly and continued: "Bubble gum, candy stick quill, cockroach skewer..."

Click!

The stone statue moved and slowly rose, revealing a spiral staircase.

"Cockroach string." Aaron said speechlessly, "What the hell kind of password is this!"

"I made this up." Harry looked a little unnatural.

"Don't worry so much, let's go in first!"

The two walked up the stairs and walked straight to an oak door.

"Something has to be done, Fudge."

"I cannot act rashly. The wizarding world needs a strong leadership team at this time, Dumbledore."

"Then don't let them down."

"But I saw no sign of foul play, not at all, and Bertha's disappearance had nothing to do with Barty's.

Therefore, the Triwizard Tournament will never be cancelled. I cannot be regarded as a coward. "

“True leaders are wise and courageous and don’t care what others think.”

"I don't quite agree with this sentence." Aaron lowered his voice. "I personally think that wise leaders need to care more about what the people think."

"I'm sorry, gentlemen." Moody's voice came out, "It seems that your conversation is no longer private."

After the words fell, the oak door slowly opened.

Aaron immediately took a few steps back and stood behind Harry Potter.

"Harry." Fudge smiled kindly, "I'm so happy to see you again.

And Aaron, say hi to your sister for me. "

"Yes." Aaron responded with a smile, "Professor Dumbledore, we have something to talk to you about."

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Fudge and Moody, "You may have to wait a while, we have to check the venue for the third event."

Aaron immediately raised his brows, looked at Abe in his arms, and suppressed the excitement in his heart, "It's okay, the Triwizard Tournament is more important, you can watch it slowly, we are not in a hurry."

The three of them looked at each other, silently left Aaron and Harry, and closed the door.

Hearing the footsteps getting farther and farther, Aaron immediately gave Abe a wink.

The holy dragon understood instantly and jumped from Aaron's arms to the ground. His clear eyes stared directly at the Phoenix Fox on the golden branch, and then he sucked away in dismay.

Fox suddenly trembled and made an unnatural chirping sound.

But at this moment, Dumbledore has left, and the door to the principal's office has been closed. Its situation is that the sky is not responding, and the earth is not working.

"What is it going to do?" Harry looked at Abe nervously. He looked harmless, but it made him feel inexplicably heartbroken.