Chapter 469: Death of Barty Crouch
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
This day of Hogsmeade week is the warmest day of the new year. The weak silvery sun shines on the grounds, but the help of a cloak is still needed to resist the cold wind.
On this day, Mrs. Puddieffe's teahouse had an unprecedented business boom. The Christmas ball not long ago attracted a large number of couples, and there were more students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons colleges. Soul and Hermione failed to find them. An empty position.
So, after wandering around and buying some quills with Hermione, Soul took Hermione to the Three Broomsticks Bar.
However, the Three Broomsticks obviously had much more people than the teahouse, and the bar was full of young wizards. Fortunately, there was still room in the corner, and Harry and Sirius were sitting there.
Su Er immediately knew why there was no one there.
Because the two giants, Hagrid and Madame Maxime, were also there. Intimidated by their huge size and Madame Maxime's reputation as the headmaster of the school, almost all the little wizards avoided it.
Well, of course, Soul and Hermione were not among almost all of them. They had a good relationship with Hagrid and didn't have much respect for Madame Maxime.
"What? Barty Crouch is dead?" As the two approached, they heard Hagrid's lowered but still clear voice.
"Oh, Soul, Hermione, are you two here?"
"There is no room for Mrs. Pudifu, so we decided to come here to have a rest." Suer waved to Hagrid, "Long time no see, Professor Black."
"Long time no see. You might as well call me Sirius. I'm no longer a professor." Sirius smiled broadly. His shoulder-length hair was tied back by a belt. His face was rosy and he was neatly dressed. When he was released from prison, he was much stronger, but his skin was a little darker. It seemed that he had been running out a lot during this time.
"Would you like a glass of mead?"
"Hermione and I are not yet adults." Soul said helplessly, pulling Hermione to sit down between Sirius and Hagrid, and raised his voice to a freckle-faced young man wearing a black and white wine waiter's uniform. ,
"Excuse me, Mr. Bob, two cherry syrup sodas, one with ice and one without ice."
"Okay." The bartender Bob responded loudly, conveying the order to Mrs. Rosmerta at the bar.
"You haven't told me yet, Sirius, how do you know Barty Crouch..." Hagrid asked.
"I went to Azkaban not long ago, Hagrid." Sirius took a sip of wine. "This news was suppressed by people from the Ministry of Magic, and no one reported it."
"How could it be?" Hagrid was shocked. "Did the Dementors not follow the law and treat Barty... I mean, that kiss..."
"I heard that he was ill, very seriously ill, but who knows what he went through there. I stayed there for ten years. If it is not necessary, I am not willing to set foot there again." Sirius seemed Thinking of what happened to Azkaban not long ago, his face became a little ugly.
"We won't talk about this anymore." Sirius shook his head and turned to look at Harry, who was sipping butterbeer. "Let's talk about your performance in the Triwizard Tournament, Harry."
"I heard you entered the Black Lake using gilly bladderwort, didn't you? That's a brilliant idea."
Harry bared his big white teeth, but the next moment, his expression turned ugly, "I didn't expect this originally. I got help on the morning of the competition, but yesterday, Professor Snape thought I was a thief. Got his gillyweed."
"Huh? Snotlout is giving you a hard time?" Sirius paused his wine glass heavily, "He is always so arrogant and thinks everyone is a bad person, but he is also a Death Eater..."
"Sirius!" Hagrid's expression changed and he looked around. Fortunately, everyone was immersed in their own topics. The surroundings were so chaotic that no one heard Sirius' words.
"You're crazy, mentioning that evil one here..."
"Originally, this is known to many people...and that Karkaroff..." Sirius muttered unconvincedly, but his voice got lower and lower in the end, almost to nothing.
"Did I hear you correctly?" Hermione whispered to Soul, "Sirius said that Snape taught him..."
Suer shook his head slightly and said nothing.
In the following chat, Sirius deliberately focused on Harry's campus life and project performance, but didn't say anything else.
Just like that, Hogsmeade week is over.
On the way back, Hermione pulled Soul to the edge and asked the question she was very curious about.
"Snape taught him..."
"Yes, your guess is correct. Before coming to Hogwarts, he was one of the Death Eaters." Soul nodded.
"Then why did Dumbledore let Professor Snape come to the school to serve?"
In fact, Hermione's recent knowledge of Death Eaters may only have been at the Quidditch World Cup. She may not have a thorough understanding of the ferocity of the Death Eaters as a group.
"Actually, this is easy to understand." Sule explained softly, "No matter who he was before, Professor Dumbledore asked him to be the professor of a main course, which is enough to explain a lot of things."
"Also, it seems that no students have lost their lives or been seriously injured at the hands of Professor Snape, right? Oh... except Harry, of course..."
"Pfft..." Hermione couldn't help but laugh, but soon realized that this was not good, so she nodded seriously.
"It seems...Before Harry came to school, Professor Snape's class didn't seem to be criticized for anything except for his venomous tongue and being a little harsh on the students."
"Why did Professor Snape treat Harry like this?" Hermione quickly asked a new question, "In the past few years, Professor Snape has never been merciful to Harry once in Potions class."
"That might be a historical issue, I guess it's because of Harry's father." Soul shrugged.
"I don't know the specifics. You might as well ask Professor Snape? My 'Miss Know-It-All'?"
There were more things that Sule knew, such as the fact that Professor Snape was indeed a ruthless Death Eater in the past and was turned into a spy by Dumbledore after losing his love. He could not tell Hermione in detail.
There are also what Snape encountered when he was young, the campus bullying from Harry's father, James Potter (not a typo), and his past with Lily Evans, etc...
Let's not talk about how Su Er knew so many things. There is no way to explain this reason.
You know, sometimes, before you have the strength to protect your brain, the more you know, the more dangerous it is.
There are too many crazy people under Lu Dan, let’s just talk about one, Sirius’ crazy sister, Bellatrix, don’t you think so?
He couldn't put Hermione in a potentially dangerous situation just to satisfy her curiosity.
So Soul diverted Hermione's attention lightly, and Hermione was also diverted.
She gave Suer a slap in the face coquettishly, and puffed out her mouth angrily.
"What a bad idea is this?!"
"I don't want all the points I finally got from other teachers to be deducted!"
On this day, Mrs. Puddieffe's teahouse had an unprecedented business boom. The Christmas ball not long ago attracted a large number of couples, and there were more students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons colleges. Soul and Hermione failed to find them. An empty position.
So, after wandering around and buying some quills with Hermione, Soul took Hermione to the Three Broomsticks Bar.
However, the Three Broomsticks obviously had much more people than the teahouse, and the bar was full of young wizards. Fortunately, there was still room in the corner, and Harry and Sirius were sitting there.
Su Er immediately knew why there was no one there.
Because the two giants, Hagrid and Madame Maxime, were also there. Intimidated by their huge size and Madame Maxime's reputation as the headmaster of the school, almost all the little wizards avoided it.
Well, of course, Soul and Hermione were not among almost all of them. They had a good relationship with Hagrid and didn't have much respect for Madame Maxime.
"What? Barty Crouch is dead?" As the two approached, they heard Hagrid's lowered but still clear voice.
"Oh, Soul, Hermione, are you two here?"
"There is no room for Mrs. Pudifu, so we decided to come here to have a rest." Suer waved to Hagrid, "Long time no see, Professor Black."
"Long time no see. You might as well call me Sirius. I'm no longer a professor." Sirius smiled broadly. His shoulder-length hair was tied back by a belt. His face was rosy and he was neatly dressed. When he was released from prison, he was much stronger, but his skin was a little darker. It seemed that he had been running out a lot during this time.
"Would you like a glass of mead?"
"Hermione and I are not yet adults." Soul said helplessly, pulling Hermione to sit down between Sirius and Hagrid, and raised his voice to a freckle-faced young man wearing a black and white wine waiter's uniform. ,
"Excuse me, Mr. Bob, two cherry syrup sodas, one with ice and one without ice."
"Okay." The bartender Bob responded loudly, conveying the order to Mrs. Rosmerta at the bar.
"You haven't told me yet, Sirius, how do you know Barty Crouch..." Hagrid asked.
"I went to Azkaban not long ago, Hagrid." Sirius took a sip of wine. "This news was suppressed by people from the Ministry of Magic, and no one reported it."
"How could it be?" Hagrid was shocked. "Did the Dementors not follow the law and treat Barty... I mean, that kiss..."
"I heard that he was ill, very seriously ill, but who knows what he went through there. I stayed there for ten years. If it is not necessary, I am not willing to set foot there again." Sirius seemed Thinking of what happened to Azkaban not long ago, his face became a little ugly.
"We won't talk about this anymore." Sirius shook his head and turned to look at Harry, who was sipping butterbeer. "Let's talk about your performance in the Triwizard Tournament, Harry."
"I heard you entered the Black Lake using gilly bladderwort, didn't you? That's a brilliant idea."
Harry bared his big white teeth, but the next moment, his expression turned ugly, "I didn't expect this originally. I got help on the morning of the competition, but yesterday, Professor Snape thought I was a thief. Got his gillyweed."
"Huh? Snotlout is giving you a hard time?" Sirius paused his wine glass heavily, "He is always so arrogant and thinks everyone is a bad person, but he is also a Death Eater..."
"Sirius!" Hagrid's expression changed and he looked around. Fortunately, everyone was immersed in their own topics. The surroundings were so chaotic that no one heard Sirius' words.
"You're crazy, mentioning that evil one here..."
"Originally, this is known to many people...and that Karkaroff..." Sirius muttered unconvincedly, but his voice got lower and lower in the end, almost to nothing.
"Did I hear you correctly?" Hermione whispered to Soul, "Sirius said that Snape taught him..."
Suer shook his head slightly and said nothing.
In the following chat, Sirius deliberately focused on Harry's campus life and project performance, but didn't say anything else.
Just like that, Hogsmeade week is over.
On the way back, Hermione pulled Soul to the edge and asked the question she was very curious about.
"Snape taught him..."
"Yes, your guess is correct. Before coming to Hogwarts, he was one of the Death Eaters." Soul nodded.
"Then why did Dumbledore let Professor Snape come to the school to serve?"
In fact, Hermione's recent knowledge of Death Eaters may only have been at the Quidditch World Cup. She may not have a thorough understanding of the ferocity of the Death Eaters as a group.
"Actually, this is easy to understand." Sule explained softly, "No matter who he was before, Professor Dumbledore asked him to be the professor of a main course, which is enough to explain a lot of things."
"Also, it seems that no students have lost their lives or been seriously injured at the hands of Professor Snape, right? Oh... except Harry, of course..."
"Pfft..." Hermione couldn't help but laugh, but soon realized that this was not good, so she nodded seriously.
"It seems...Before Harry came to school, Professor Snape's class didn't seem to be criticized for anything except for his venomous tongue and being a little harsh on the students."
"Why did Professor Snape treat Harry like this?" Hermione quickly asked a new question, "In the past few years, Professor Snape has never been merciful to Harry once in Potions class."
"That might be a historical issue, I guess it's because of Harry's father." Soul shrugged.
"I don't know the specifics. You might as well ask Professor Snape? My 'Miss Know-It-All'?"
There were more things that Sule knew, such as the fact that Professor Snape was indeed a ruthless Death Eater in the past and was turned into a spy by Dumbledore after losing his love. He could not tell Hermione in detail.
There are also what Snape encountered when he was young, the campus bullying from Harry's father, James Potter (not a typo), and his past with Lily Evans, etc...
Let's not talk about how Su Er knew so many things. There is no way to explain this reason.
You know, sometimes, before you have the strength to protect your brain, the more you know, the more dangerous it is.
There are too many crazy people under Lu Dan, let’s just talk about one, Sirius’ crazy sister, Bellatrix, don’t you think so?
He couldn't put Hermione in a potentially dangerous situation just to satisfy her curiosity.
So Soul diverted Hermione's attention lightly, and Hermione was also diverted.
She gave Suer a slap in the face coquettishly, and puffed out her mouth angrily.
"What a bad idea is this?!"
"I don't want all the points I finally got from other teachers to be deducted!"
