Chapter 306: Inform the Principal

Looking around the entire auditorium, there were only two people that Hermione really cared about.

One was Barty Crouch, who was sitting next to Professor McGonagall, the middle-aged man who finally led people to surround her and Harry during the Quidditch World Cup.

In the previous contact, her bloodline had not yet improved, so she didn't feel anything strange. But when they met again today, Hermione found that this person's heart actually gave people a sense of separation, like a dual personality.

The other is Beauxbatons' magic headmaster Igor Karkaroff, a man who is kind on the outside but has a lot of malice in his heart.

Dumbledore stepped forward at this time and announced loudly: "Eternal glory will belong to the person who wins the Triwizard Tournament, and if you want to win, you must go through three tests. What I want to say is that these tests are very dangerous. Therefore, the Ministry of Magic decided to add some new rules.

Now Mr. Crouch, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, will introduce the new regulations to everyone. "

Applause sounded at this moment, but Hermione's eyes flicked to the corner of the professor's chair.

There appeared a man with thinning hair, lame movements, and a strong aura. The most impressive thing about him was his right eye, which was an artificial eye created by alchemy.

Of course, these are not the reasons that attract Hermione. What really makes her care is the strong malice, like a will-o'-the-wisp in the dark night, which is completely outstanding in the scene.

Hermione didn't believe that this kind of guy could be a good person, even if Dumbledore assured him.

Just as he was thinking this, Dumbledore, who noticed the arrival of the person, took the initiative to hug him and introduced this person to everyone, Alastor Moody, the most outstanding Auror in the past, and Azka to this day. Half of the performance of the class is due to him.

This year, the retired Auror will take up the post of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Listening to her classmates' comments about Moody as "cruel", "mad-eye", and "crazy", she was wondering whether this man really had a mental illness just because he arrested too many dark wizards.

As a result, when Moody looked here, Hermione could clearly feel a sudden surge of malice.

Haha, no need to wonder now, there must be something wrong with this person.

At this time, Director Crouch had already stated the criteria for the Triwizard Tournament that no one under the age of 17 could sign up to participate, which caused dissatisfaction among the young wizards.

However, Hermione had no intention of paying attention to this. Her eyes vaguely glanced at Moody's prosthetic left leg. She remembered that the leg she had cut off was a real leg, and the soaring blood volume could not be faked.

Listening to the gossip from the classmates around him, Moody's leg had been broken long ago.

This is interesting. Could it be Polyjuice Potion?

"Mr. Lu Yuan, is that Moody fake?"

[Yes, do you want to give the other party a restoration spell? If exposed in this situation, the opponent will be unable to fly. 】

Hermione rubbed her wand with her fingers, feeling a little moved, but she still held back, "Mr. Lu Yuan, have you noticed the person sent by Merlin?"

[If there are no abnormal characteristics, this is not easy to find. You have to know that some people have faith from their hearts and are not controlled by the Imperius Curse. Unless I read the memory of everyone present, it would be too exhausting. big. 】

"Then let's wait. It would be too showy to take action directly. I'm worried that Lockhart will be found again like last time. Or I can tell Dumbledore about it. After all, his friend was found by someone. He should be very interested in taking over."

Blue flames rose in front of the hall.

Dumbledore made the final speech: "Students who want to participate in the Goblet of Fire need to write their names on a piece of parchment and throw them into the flames before Thursday night. I warn you again that once you are selected, you cannot go back. , please consider carefully!”

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Hermione has always been a person of action. After the dinner, she took Harry to find Dumbledore, with Ron following behind like a little tail.

"Hermione, are you going to tell Dumbledore that I have Voldemort's soul?" Harry asked on the way.

"Yes, some information is best synchronized in advance. Dumbledore is the principal after all and can help us in many ways, but there is more to say than that." Hermione walked up the stairs very quickly, and at one point the two people behind her were Follow the trot.

"You mean the soul found in the school?" Ron added later.

Hermione nodded, and the three of them had already arrived in front of the gargoyle, "Yes, but there is still something I just discovered!"

"What did you find again?"

The gargoyles had already moved out of the way when Harry asked.

"Thanks!"

Hermione led the two of them into it, "Let's talk about it later."

When going up the stairs, Ron realized belatedly, "We didn't say the password just now, right? The big guy just let us in?"

Harry was a little distracted at this time, "Maybe Principal Dumbledore sensed our arrival."

The three of them came to the oak door, and after a few gentle knocks to get permission, they entered.

At this time, the old principal had already changed into his pajamas. When he saw the three people coming in, he couldn't help but say, "I feel that my sleep tonight may be leaving me."

"Sorry, principal, the matter is urgent and I thought I should let you know."

Chichi, chichi~!

As Hermione was talking, she saw a little chicken that had just grown its feathers running towards her while flapping its wings.

"Oh, it's a chicken, a very... unique pet." Hermione moved her feet, as if she was afraid of accidentally stepping on the other person.

"In fact, it is a phoenix." Dumbledore said quietly.

Hermione's expression froze and she was embarrassed for a moment, "It's very cute. Well, let's get down to business..."

At that moment, Hermione told the story about the Room of Requirement Crown, the soul in Harry's body, and the fact that she was 90% sure that Moody was pretending.

None of the three things was too small. Dumbledore's face was already serious when he heard it, and his brows gradually furrowed.

After listening, the old principal did not doubt Hermione's judgment. Although the three discoveries all came from Hermione's perceptions, he knew that most of what Hermione said was true. After all, there was someone standing behind her.

Harry and Ron were surprised by the last one. Listening to Hermione's words, they pretended that this person was the guy who broke his leg. This time, he was probably here for Harry.

"I understand. Things have to be done one by one. Hermione, would you suggest that we go see the soul in the crown first?" Dumbledore said, already sorting out the priorities.

"Of course, it's not far from the eighth floor."

He led the three of them to the opposite side of the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas silly. Thinking about the place where the things were hidden, he walked past three times in succession, and a door appeared out of thin air.

The four of them entered it. When the mountain of debris appeared in front of them, Harry and Ron opened their mouths wide.

"Hermione, how did you discover this place in the first place?"

"A chance encounter."

Hermione didn't say much. In front of Dumbledore, it was hard to say that she found it while being chased.

The old principal smiled casually, "Hogwarts is always full of magic. Coming here is also an adventure."

Judging from his casual attitude, it was obvious that he had known about the existence of this place for a long time.

But it's normal to think about it, after all, he is the principal.

Hermione led the three of them around a few piles of debris according to her original memory, and saw the crown near a bust.

There was no need to get close at all, the dark aura was as dazzling as a will-o'-the-wisp in Hermione's eyes.

Since arriving here, Harry and Ron's eyes have started to look a little unnatural.

"Wake up!"

Hermione spoke, the volume was not loud, but it shocked the two of them. This was the inspiring effect of a phoenix.

Dumbledore had already taken the initiative to walk towards the crown at this time, with a very ugly expression on his face, "It is indeed this thing!"

Hermione asked from behind: "Do you know what this is specifically?"

Dumbledore hesitated slightly and spit out a term: "Horcrux."