"On the matter," Dumbledore said politely, as if he didn't understand Crouch's implication that he was shielding Sirius (which he did), "and your conviction for him is indeed debatable.And I think we've found witnesses who might prove his innocence. ”"Oh, who?"
Crouch asked."
Obviously."
Professor McGonagall said, leaning her head into the corner, "Is there a second person here who looks like he knows the information about the mysterious man?"
”Crouch looked back at the corner of the wall without saying a word, and stared at "Moody" with a smile, and said, "I want to hear about it." ”"You'll have to be patient, Barty.We also need to wait for someone who will bring us the potions we need in this matter. ”Professor Dumbledore glanced back at the portrait on the wall, and a witch with neat short hair nodded inside, "Professor Snape has found something and is on his way." ”When did he message Snape?
I silently watched the adults ramble on the side as if they were watching a TV series, but I still didn't know how the principal used to deliver the message.He really didn't know it.But then again, a great wizard of this level doesn't need to show us every spell he casts, and he's not performing.Sirius, on the other hand, was apparently preoccupied with another question, and when he heard Snape's name, he let out a loud snort from his nose, and Crouch looked at him suspiciously, at which point the headmaster kindly shoved him a glass of honey water, distracting him."
Thank you."
Crouch said, then took a symbolic sip and placed it on the table."
So, you think this teacher at your school has something to do with the Dark Wizard?"
He asked."
We need one last step to make sure......"
Professor Dumbledore said, then he looked back at little Crouch and said, "Ah, it looks like we're going to get visual confirmation soon." ”"What?"
Old Crouch also turned his head to look over."
Before that, Mr.
Crouch, I have to warn you, don't get too excited......"
Professor Dumbledore seemed to sigh, his gaze sweeping between the two Crouches.Crouch Jr.'
s Polyjuice Potion was wearing off, and he moved uncomfortably, his physical features that had belonged to Moody blurred and rapidly turned into his original form.The scars on his face, which belonged to Moody's slashing axe, were gone—the glory of Moody's repeated battles against the Dark Wizards—and returned to his smooth, freckled face; His hair gradually turned pale yellow, and the MONOCULUS and prosthetic legs detached from his body with a muffled grunt.Before it was all over, Mr.
Crouch understood what was going on.The Death Eater son, who should have been dead in Azkaban for a long time, had now infiltrated Hogwarts, which made both Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall look at him with questioning and reproachful eyes.Mr.
Crouch trembled with anger, and his first reaction was to draw his wand and cast a spell on his son, but Professor McGonagall stopped him in time: "Director, you have no right to do this.He's a fugitive from Hogwarts, and his disposition should go through the Ministry's procedures - and before we can do that, we need to figure out what he did to come to Hogwarts in place of Moody, and what he plans to do. ”Mr.
Crouch was staring at his son angrily at this time, but suddenly his eyes were empty, and his face became expressionless for a moment.I immediately recognized what that expression meant—thanks to Vincent's childhood—it was the classic reaction to the Dementor Charm.People who fall under the Imperius Curse generally don't do anything good for society, and I know it all too well.Almost instinctively, I took a step forward, raised my wand, and uttered the most brutal and powerful way to break the Imperius Curse: "Drill the heart and cut the bone——!
”No one blamed me for my actions, for almost at the same time, Mr.
Crouch, who had suddenly burst out, had completed his magic, and little Crouch had been untied from all his restraints, and he had gone to pick up the wand that his dazed father had thrown at him.Mr.
Crouch was curled up by my Mind Curse, and the wand he threw out lost its alignment and landed on the ground between them.He hurriedly rushed over to pick up the wand, but he was next to Dumbledore, the best wizard in England for centuries, so before he could take a step, he found himself tied up again, and this time, there would be no privilege in a soft chair.Professor McGonagall's office was in shambles, and McGonagall rushed up and gave little Crouch another moment with her wand, and then looked around vigilantly because she couldn't figure out when Mr.
Crouch had taken the Imperius Charm, and used the Transfiguration Charm, which revealed that the only invisible people in the room were me and Sirius; Sirius, who was anxiously calling my name, found me with the light of the Transfiguration Charm and asked me if I was okay; Professor Dumbledore picked up Mr.
Crouch, who had been a little languished by the two Unforgivable Curses, and placed him in a chair next to him, examining him.The door slammed open, and Professor Snape strode in with a crystal bottle in his hand, "I heard someone chanting the Unforgivable Spell. ”He didn't look much at the mess, but first sealed the door with a magic spell and cast an anti-eavesdropping charm."
I read it."
I replied that it was a mess now, and that Mr.
Crouch didn't seem to have time to trouble me.There's no need to hide it, so I lifted the effect of the Illusion Charm."
Oh?"
Snape also saw who was in the chair, and he raised his eyebrows in a strange raised tone: a school student had cast an unforgivable spell on a Ministry of Magic official, and it had been very effective (the unforgivable spell was very demanding of the caster), and the student happened to be the son of one of his most hated people.There are so many angles that can be used to satirize this fact that it seems that he is not sure which direction to use his poisonous tongue from for a while.Then Sirius lifted the illusion spell and was half-kneeling to check if anything was wrong with me, not caring that his nemesis had just entered the room."
Oh."
Professor Snape's tone sank, and he raised his wand quickly."
Severus, he's our man."
Professor Dumbledore immediately stopped him."
Oh."
This time I was a real disappointment.Snape squinted and lowered his wand, paused for half a second, then walked to the other side of the room and looked at little Crouch struggling on the floor."
So, instead of going unpunished, the fugitives from Azkaban are planning to have a party here?"
Professor Snape recognized little Crouch, and he looked around the office and saw that everyone was a little distraught, and I was the only one looking at him idlely.He ignored me and said to the others, "Looks like no one is going to explain the situation here for me - what's going on with the eyeballs and legs on the ground?"
Was the Mad-Eye Roasted and eaten by two frenzied fugitives?
”It's not that Professor Snape can't hold his temper, it's that the scene is just too bizarre.Come to think of it, there are two Headmasters of Hogwarts, Crouch and his son (one of whom must have been dead for a long time), Sirius and Ius, and the part of the ground that belongs to Professor Moody, plus Snape himself, and there are three people in the room who have been accused of being Death Eaters.This lineup is a bit out of touch, so it's no wonder that Snape is going to open his mouth to ask.Professor Dumbledore straightened up and announced to us, "Mr.
Crouch looks like he's been under the Imperius Curse for a while, he's mentally weak, and if it weren't for the Imperius Curse, he would have collapsed long ago - I have to say, Mr.
White, your way of unleashing the spell is effective, but I suggest you don't do it in the future."
Leave it to us adults to do something as bad as fighting. ”Looking at the expressions of the other adults, I knew that the illegal spell I had just used was revealed for the time being, but there must be a lot of conversation waiting for me after the troubles here.It's not a big deal, but the reason I'm so annoyed is that my negligence almost caused a mess.Because I've been confused about when Crouch Sr. was in the middle of the Imperius Curse - I always thought it was at least after Christmas, because it was supposed to be after that that he hadn't been seen again, but now it seems like it's going back at least two months.Crouch Jr. was controlled just now, so there is no doubt that it was Voldemort who manipulated Mr.
Crouch's outburst - I originally thought he would use Crouch Sr. to get rid of Dumbledore, but Voldemort chose to help Crouch Jr. escape.What should I say, could it be that Voldemort finally has a human touch and knows how to defend his loyal subordinates?
The author has something to say: It's hard to encounter a lot of original characters appearing on the scene == Now there are a lot of heavyweights gathered in the office, which is really stressful.Kneel.Chapter 52 The two Crouch Jr. struggled on the ground for a while, and finally angrily stopped their futile attempts, lying on the ground and attacking everyone who looked at him with vicious eyes.I looked at him and realized that this guy was the only one Voldemort could count on if he was caught, and if he was caught, Voldemort would probably have no chance of finding a second loyal and capable person to bring Harry over for his resurrection ritual - in other words, Crouch Jr.'
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s activities carried out with the great expectation of you-know-who.Voldemort is probably going mad with anger right now.Professor Dumbledore took the clear liquid from Snape, he turned to Mr.
Crouch, who was in a trance in the soft chair, and whispered to him, "Barty, this is a powerful elixir, your son has too much to do with Voldemort, we may have to use it on him." ”Crouch was covered in two long blankets, and even though Dumbledore had just used several complex healing spells on him, and had helped him drink a small bottle of what looked like a precious recovery potion, he still looked a little confused.It took him two seconds to understand what the headmaster was talking about, and then he nodded with some difficulty, his gray eyes showing no emotion.Snape stepped forward to help Crouch Jr. sit up straight, Professor McGonagall conjured a clean bottle to hold the eyes on the floor, and as the Headmaster was about to unscrew the cap, Sirius finally interjected, "With all due respect, Headmaster."
Wouldn't someone with a criminal record need to avoid it before questioning a Death Eater?
”Dumbledore frowned, and before he could speak, little Crouch on the ground shouted, because the long rope strangled his mouth, so his curse was slurred, but it should have sounded obvious to the word "traitor".Snape glanced down at little Crouch absently, then took his words and said, "I did betray the Dark Lord...... he looked up at Sirius coldly, "But it's much more glorious than betraying a friend who trusts you." ”Professor McGonagall glanced at Sirius soothingly, and said to Snape, "Severus, in fact, that is not ......"
Snape's words were not finished, this was the second time he had seen this "old friend" in more than ten years, and he certainly would not miss the opportunity to give all the vicious words he had accumulated in his heart to the other party.He said viciously, "Or maybe the noble-born Blake would think that it would be a feats to boast about to ruin his professed friend?"
”Sirius' response was, of course, an instantaneous curse, and Snape drew his wand almost after that, so by the time Dumbledore stopped it, four spells had already been shot back and forth in the room."
I hope you learn to prioritize!"
Professor Dumbledore created a barrier in the middle of the room to block the last two spells: "And maybe you should think about who you are, instead of being a bad example." ”Everyone in the room looked at me.Because Snape's words not only hurt Sirius, but also definitely offended Helen's mother and son, I felt a sense of enmity with the family, and I was hesitant to get involved in this magic duel, and I didn't have time to put down my wand now.Sirius and Snape exchanged one last glare, then looked back at me, reached for my head with a large hand, and rubbed hard......
"My son!"
”He said proudly.Professor McGonagall sighed disapprovingly at Sirius' distinctive approach to education.Professor Snape looked at Crouch and his son, and then at us, his eyes filled with malicious anticipation for the future."
Maybe we should get down to business?"
Professor Dumbledore waved his wand, repairing a sturdy Gryffindor lion that Snape's spell had broken just now.He said to Snape, "I want you to put aside your prejudices.Alright, help me get Mr.
Crouch on the ground, we need to ask him something—he was recognized as Moody's. ”"He's dressed as a mad-eyed man?"
Snape apparently hadn't expected a Death Eater to pretend to be an Auror, and he received a mocking sneer from Sirius.Snape ignored him, bent over and dragged little Crouch across the open space of the room, leaning him against Professor McGonagall's carved desk, where little Crouch glared at him viciously.Snape sneered, straightened up and said to the Headmaster, "Dumbledore, Moody greeted me with that look since the opening ceremony - maybe he was dropped before then." ”"Oh, so early?
However, his family did make a disturbance during the summer vacation.Remember the news of that trash can, Albus?
”Professor McGonagall said a little nervously.Dumbledore nodded and said, "That's true......
Oh, wait a minute. ”A raven stepped through the wall and stopped on the back of his chair, and said in Professor Flitwick's voice, "Albus, this place is indeed suspicious—the speculums, large and small, have been deliberately broken, covered with a thick layer of dust, and look like they have stopped working for a long time.Not at all like what the cautious guy from Alastor would do.I've measured the life response with a spell in the largest chest, but without the key, you'll have to give me a little time to open it. ”"He's been hiding in school for half a semester, a Death Eater!
Merlin, he's going to teach his students something!
”Professor McGonagall's face turned unsightly, and she clearly regretted that she hadn't given little Crouch a few more curses.Bang.The porcelain cup on Mr.
Crouch's desk was touched to the floor, the honey seeped into the carpet, and the cup gurgled and rolled far away - Mr.
Crouch, who had not moved, seemed to have finally relented, and he staggered forward and grabbed Dumbledore's robe: "Dumbledore!
”Everyone thought that he had been robbed of his soul again, and almost in the next instant, three spells followed, without mercy at all.Dumbledore, on the other hand, stopped the attack with an armor charm: "It's okay.He was sober. ”As he spoke, he helped Mr.
Crouch, whose legs trembled and involuntarily slid down, helped him back into his chair and said to him in a reliable and calm tone, "I'm Dumbledore." ”Mr.
Crouch looked like he was not very conscious, his eyes were wild, his head was covered in sweat, as if he had just woken up from a terrible nightmare.He grabbed Dumbledore's placket and refused to let go, gasping for air."
Slow down.Just relax. ”Professor Dumbledore said, giving him another tranquilizer."
Dumbledore?"
Crouch seemed to regain a little sense, his eyes were focused, but he still held on to the headmaster's robes, and he said incoherently in a hoarse voice, "Oh, I hope......
Wish......
I've done something stupid, Dumbledore!
It's stupid......
I have to let you know!
”Little Crouch, who had been lying there honestly, struggled and kicked over a chair, making a loud noise."
Fainted."
Sirius impatiently knocked him unconscious.Everyone in the office subconsciously held their breath and listened to Mr.
Crouch's next sentence - Mr.
Crouch's expression was so desperate that even though he seemed a little crazy, he managed to infect everyone with the ominous atmosphere."
Blame me......
It's all my fault, Bertha......
My son......
It's all my fault," the remorse in his eyes almost turned into substance, and he said, "You must know the news—he's back." ”"Who?"
Several voices eagerly asked in unison, "Who's back?"
”Mr.
Crouch's face was not bloody, and he seemed to be dying in the next second, and he didn't care at all that so many people were staring at him.His eyes bulged, and he just stared at Dumbledore, "He's back, Dumbledore, the Dark Lord is back." ”Before anyone could react to the terrible news, I suddenly had a confusion of five senses, my consciousness turned upside down, and I fell to my knees in the sudden whirlwind of the world.It's finally here......
I only had time to think of that, and the last thing I saw was Sirius holding my hand, and the other professors on guard.…… I opened my eyes and found myself in the school doctor's office.The trolley at the foot of the bed was piled with – no doubt – countless and assorted pill bottles.I was the only one in the room, and I didn't even see Mr.
Crouch - he had been under the Imperius Curse for so long, and was so weak that he shouldn't have recuperated in the nearest place?
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What's going on now?
I need this answer.Dumbledore learned about Voldemort's return more than half a year in advance, what would he do?
Then again, why is no one looking at me in the ward, who do I go to ask questions?
I shook my head and tried to move, I was healthy, and most importantly, flexible, and for a moment I thought I was going to die, but it seemed like I just slept again.It's not scientific.Standing in the school infirmary of the magic school, I said to myself.Order......
I guess the truth of the world is always elusive, but at least this time I'm alive.I opened the curtains and found that it was midnight and the sky was dotted with beautiful stars.I slept from noon to midnight?
I looked back at the empty bedside table, and there was not a single gift on it, indicating that everyone should not have had time to visit me.What's going on now?
Why am I still alive and well?
I desperately need answers.Turning around and not finding my robe, I simply used my wand to turn my hospital gown into a school uniform - a little scruffy and less sophisticated.I walked over lightly, and saw Madam Pomfrey sleeping soundly in her room, and I left without disturbing her.It's been a long time since I've been in Hogwarts at night, and the breeze outside the window brings all kinds of insect chirps, which seem to be close to my ears, and the moonlight gently outlines the structural lines of this British-style castle.I walked briskly through the strange aisles, deciding to inquire with Professor Flitwick first, and when I reached the vicinity of Ravenclawa, I found that the armor I had knocked off while riding a broomstick during the day had been erected upright.Walking to Professor Flitwick's office, I knocked on the door, asked my diminite Patronus to get in, and then said to Helena, who had been with me all the way, "Well, thank you, I'm here......
Oh, yes, wait. ”Helena looked at me with her beautiful, compassionate eyes, and I felt like I would rather speak to her blood-spattered old enemy, Barrow."
Miss Ravenclaw, do you know what day it is?"
She looked up at the moon hanging in the sky, then turned back to me and said, "The 24th." ”Did I really only sleep for half a day?
Or ......
"Wait."
November 24th, right?
”Out of an abundance of caution, I asked again.She blinked and said to me, "Happy Christmas Eve." ”Then Helena gracefully disappeared around the corner of the hallway.- Much more pleasing to the eye than Barrow disappearing into the wall at every turn, I think.All right.Today is Christmas Eve.That's what makes sense.The author has something to say: look forward to a warm Christmas, XD is now full of holy~night.Kneel.Chapter 53 Merry Christmas "Vincent, you're awake!"
”Professor Flitwick was taken aback, then smiled and let me into his office, quipping, "I slept comfortably." ”With a wave of his wand, the light source in the room changed from the candlestick in his hand to the oddly shaped decorations in every corner, the warm glow emanating from the wide open mouth of the Ravenclaw eagle, the center of the fruit sculpture, and the flowing and stretched patterns of the wallpaper."
I don't think I need to close my eyes until the New Year."
I looked at the papers handed in by my classmates on Professor Flitwick's desk, and saw that most of them were discussing the Flying Charm, and after Harwick had made it through the first round with the wonderful Flying Charm, Professor Flitwick used him as an example to explain the spell that would not be learned until at least a year later."
Sorry to interrupt me late at night, Professor," I said first, "but I want to ......"
"Want to know what's going on?"
Oh, smart people always understand the importance of keeping up with the times.For Christmas's sake, I'm not going to deduct points for calling up the sleeping dean in the middle of the night. ”Professor Flitwick grinned, tinkered behind the table, and pulled out a bronze gimmicky pot, and he poured two glasses of lemon juice: "This is always very refreshing......
Is it sweetened?
”I hesitated, nodded, and took two sugar cubes into my cup."
Hmm......
Happy Christmas Eve!
”Professor Flitwick glanced at the intricate hourglass timer standing by the wall and raised his glass to me.I also glanced back at the glass of the clock, and after a few seconds of calculation, I realized that it was just over twelve o'clock and less than half an hour: "It's the early hours of Christmas Eve?"
”"yes, you just caught up.If it weren't for Madam Pomfrey saying you weren't conscious all along, I wonder if you'd have woken up. ”Professor Flitwick said with a smile, immersed in a festive atmosphere of happiness and joy.But I had to mention something unpleasant at this point, such as, "Professor, I'm in a hurry to come here because—you know, I was in Professor McGonagall's office at the time."
I heard Mr.
Crouch say, Voldemort is back?
Resurrected?
Is it true?
What did the principal say?
”To his surprise, Professor Flitwick was so pleased to hear me mention the most unpopular guy in all England, he blinked and pulled out a Daily Prophet from a drawer: "Oh, and what happened after you lost consciousness - if nothing else, I think you'd be happy to see this." ”I took the newspaper and the first thing I saw was Harry and Sirius waving and smiling at me in the headline picture."
What!"
I quickly looked at the headline, and realized that the report was not about Sirius's capture of Azkaban and Harry's accomplice, as I had suspected, but rather a heroic positive report: < stop the Death Eaters' plot at Hogwarts, Blake was re-incarnated thirteen years later> and there was another news below: < shocking mystery was revealed, and the Crouch father and son were both imprisoned >.Attached is a photo of Crouch Jr. staring coldly at the camera and Mr.
Crouch with an expressionless face, and the two of them are detained away from the camera under the guard of the Dementors.I didn't turn the corner for a moment, slapped the newspaper on my lap, and looked up at Professor Flitwick, "Is it really Christmas Eve, not April Fool's Day or something?"
”"What is April Fool's Day?
A new way of saying Muggles?
”Professor Flitwick took a sip of lemon juice."
Pretty much."
I muttered, bowed my head and continued to read the newspaper, which was issued on the second of this month.Looking at it, I couldn't help but read it: "......
While watching the tournament at Hogwarts, the always quick-witted Black noticed the oddity of the so-called Professor Moody, who taught at the school.Risking the safety of his godson, Harry Potter, and Vincent, who is also a fourth-year Hogwarts student like Harry, he approached the odd Moody at the risk of being discovered......
"I glanced at the author's name and saw that the story that would normally appeal to the reader's emotions was not written by Squita - she was in charge of the Crouch and his son's part of the story.“…… Black's former excellence in school was remembered by the professors, so they made the right decision: to believe Blake's claims rather than throw him into Azkaban right away.After a thrilling confrontation (see version 4 for details, >< the shocking mystery is revealed and the Crouch father and son are both imprisoned, Rita Skeeter), Crouch Jr. is arrested by the Ministry of Magic and testifies to Blake that the case Blake is accused of was actually committed by Peter Pettigrew, who turns out to be a veteran Death Eater and is generally considered to be the victim of that case.Peter was posthumously awarded the Order of Merlin, 1st Class (which is now being urgently withdrawn on appeal) (see Supplement A< Blake Wrongful Case >) ......""""
Wrongful Case?
”I looked up at Professor Flitwick and asked, "That case is now called an unjust case?"
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That means—" Professor Flitwick looked at me with satisfaction, smiling and nodding, "Sirius will be able to walk outside in the open as of December 2nd—Muggle neighborhoods, of course."
The procedure for revoking a Muggle wanted is cumbersome, at least not until Christmas. ”I flipped back to the cover and watched Sirius with his arms around Harry happily waving at the camera, smiling so warmly that it almost lit the newspaper on fire.Thirteen years that have been misunderstood by everyone in the world have finally passed.He spent more time in prison for the Potters than he spent with them.Those days are finally over.I took a sip of lemon juice, and the sugar cubes in it had all melted now, and now it tasted terribly sweet.Although I don't know why things are getting out of control and getting farther and farther away from the established track, I'm still alive and things are moving in a good direction, and that's enough.Of course, I have to adjust my formula when I go back, and I can't forget that.The deeper I dig into the world, the more incomprehensible order becomes."
By the way, you are also mentioned in the supplement, and you are not badly written.But I suggest you don't flip to page 4, which is full of Skeita articles — a female journalist with nothing but feathers and straw in her head. ”Professor Flitwick interrupted me.I subconsciously pulled out the supplement, and then saw a recent photo of the Hogwarts landscape, and then saw myself in the canopy of the tree closest to the camera: I was leaning against the trunk of a tree, holding a leaf in my mouth.The caption below the photo reads: Hogwarts, and Vincent, who was haunted by an unjust conviction a year ago (Image source: Enthusiast)."
Enthusiasts?"
I twitched the corners of my mouth, "What about my image rights?"
”Professor Flitwick's laughter didn't stop during this time: "Hogwarts allows small areas to be photographed, you can only be considered to have accidentally been photographed - haha, nice expression, I've been expecting you to see what this will look like." ”I closed the newspaper and pinched my eyebrows, since things were so far off, I was only a drop in the bucket of explosive news.I chuckled dryly, "Professor, I didn't see any reports about Voldemort in there.Could it be that Mr.
Crouch is talking nonsense?
”"Oh, won't you let go of that topic?
Today is Christmas Eve, and there is no need to discuss dark things on Christmas Eve. ”Professor Flitwick snorted, then looked at the hourglass and said to himself, "It's been almost twenty minutes, and Sirius is moving too slowly." ”He looked back at me, and then, even in the middle of the night, he put an anti-eavesdropping spell on the room, and said, "You shouldn't have just woken up to listen to these horrible things—but since you insisted......
Little Crouch said a lot under the effect of the truth teller.Including the return of the Mystery Man, why he was assigned to Hogwarts, and what he did to the Goblet of Fire."
The mystery man did manage to come back, and Dumbledore immediately rushed to Crouch's house, where he was hiding, but he must have left in a hurry after Mr.
Crouch's Imperius curse was broken by you.Sadly, we got nothing. ”As I listened quietly, Professor Flitwick took a sip of water and continued, "But nothing was said in the newspaper.On the one hand, based on what Crouch Jr. said, the mystery man is still very weak, far from making waves, and he is in a deep employment crisis - if we release this news, it will be tantamount to helping the mystery man spread the news and contact his still sincere subordinates, such as Death Eaters like Crouch Jr."
And come to think of it, could spreading the news of the resurrection of the mysterious man have any effect other than making the public nervous?
So Dumbledore intended to privately send someone to find the traces of the mysterious man—someone he could trust, someone who was faithfully on our side......
However, as for how to do it, how to plan it is our business. ”"If you want to know anything else, you can ask Sirius, I won't tell you more anyway.Now it's really time to go to bed, after all your doubts have been resolved. ”Professor Flitwick yawned, indicating that this was the end of the leak.As you can guess from the deliberate deviation of his words, he was worried that I was asking about Voldemort's evil plans at school (using Harry's blood as a resurrection material) - things that were not suitable for a child.I figured out what had happened to me after I was unconscious, and there was no reason to stay.It's just that the news of Voldemort's resurrection was learned in advance and didn't cause any earth-shaking changes - maybe that's why I'm not dead yet?
I don't have an answer to this question for a while."
Oh, yes," Professor Flitwick said suddenly, "with all due respect......
Did you date any girl at a Christmas party?
”"Of course not.What's wrong?""
That's just right—so be it, I'd suggest you go home for Christmas.For Merlin's sake, Sirius hasn't had a decent Christmas in a long time!
”Professor Flitwick said, waving his wand as the lights in his office dimmed, "You can fix it tonight, and when you leave tomorrow morning, it's still time for Christmas Eve celebrations in the evening." ”