Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and interrupted him a little harshly, "I hope you don't lose your mind because of a few Muggle sweets, Professor."
If you are using an analogy for the students, please don't go too far. ”The headmaster wisely stopped the conversation about ice cream and concluded: "Ah, anyway, that's why we didn't choose Miss Le Goff.We want to make sure that the hostages of the four warriors interfere with their judgment to the same degree. ”I'd say I didn't really care if the game was fair or not, but Professor McGonagall's eyes snapped what I was about to say back into my stomach."
Don't be too headstrong, White," Professor McGonagall visibly ran out of her patience, "it's a three-school competition.Please cooperate a little. ”I subconsciously swept the door and window exit, and under the gaze of the stern Professor McGonagall and the amiable Professor Dumbledore, I suddenly remembered little Crouch, who had also been blocked in this office by everyone four months ago—perhaps he had this feeling of being a trapped beast to be slaughtered."
Okay.I conced. ”I smacked my lips."
I don't know if I won't look stupid, but I know we're going to be the talk of the merfolk at the bottom of the lake for quite some time."
Professor Dumbledore reassured us that we would wake up as soon as we surfaced and that we would be absolutely safe, and then he himself recited the hypnotic incantation of absolute safety.So this time I couldn't get out of Professor McGonagall's office again.I think.…… I opened my eyes again, and time felt like it had only passed for a moment.Fresh air and cold lake water poured into my mouth in large quantities, and I spat out some fishy water in my mouth, and the wind felt very cold on my wet head.The students in the stands were loud and pushing, and they all stood up, and the noise came wildly, and the noise gave me a headache.I swiped my arms and looked back, and to my right was Bruce, who had been looking at him for a long time, and he looked a little lost, not at all what he should look like after successfully clearing the level.There was another sound of water coming out of the water in front of him, and at the same time Harry and Ron's heads popped up, and Ron only gestured to me with his eyes, and then quickly turned back to ask Harry's ranking.I looked over to the shore and quickly found Crum and Cedric, who were covered in thick blankets, with Hermione and Cho beside them, also wrapped in thick and unable to move - I didn't expect Bruce, who was clearly unyielding, to allow himself to finish third, and apparently, Ron couldn't accept Harry's last appearance."
You've wasted so much time, and it has nothing to do with the lyrics that are obviously deceptive, right?"
Ron asked, suspiciously.We went ashore in the unpleasant mermaid song, and were attacked by heavy blankets and doused with potions that really made our ears smoke.Before I could speak to Danqi and the others, Sirius grabbed me, "Do you feel like there's something wrong?"
It's okay, right?
”He grabbed Harry with his other hand and told him clearly that he didn't care about the ranking, just the person.Sirius confirmed that Harry and I were okay, and while I seriously replied to him "no problem" and "not cold", I rolled my eyes and observed the people around me distractedly, and landed on Bruce next to me.Although the professors affirmatively pointed out that if they were to pick the guy who Bruce "valued the most", it would be me, but the fact that he didn't even give him a look made me doubt the correctness of the professors' assertions.I glanced past the anxious and flustered Elaine and the absent-minded Bruce, just in time to see a few steps away from Fleur gentlemanly pushing aside all the people who might be crowding her in all directions (including the warriors and hostages, worried relatives and friends, and a bunch of unrelated guys), and Fleur stood on tiptoe and kissed him.Benelli stood alone and was being shoved by people desperately trying to squeeze forward, at this time Percy dragged Ron and refused to let go, Madam Pomfrey wanted to gather Ron and the others together, and snatched Percy's little brother back, Percy's hand let go, and threw it back, and it hit Benelli on the head.On the side are Danqi and Fleur, who are in love with each other, and in contrast, Benelli makes people feel even more sad.Benelli rubbed his head and turned back to meet my smiling gaze, and he glared at me menacingly, his face full of "How dare you laugh?"
”expressions.So I laughed out loud.Then I saw the beetle on Hermione's head, and Krum was graciously helping her remove it, and I lazily withdrew my gaze, ignoring the scyketa.It only took a dozen seconds to glance around, and I came back to my senses, Sirius was vaguely asking if we had noticed any signs of a Death Eater or something like that."
We ruined his well-thought-out plans for a comeback.Now they must be on the verge of jumping off the wall. ”"I hope he will be sensible and draw some blood from an enemy to complete his resurrection.Don't bother me all the time. ”Harry said listlessly, apparently annoyed by Voldemort's insistent spirit of "get up from where you fall".When the score was announced, Harry's supporters were overjoyed.The jury judged Harry's actions to be of high moral paramount ("I knew!").
Harry, I knew that!
”If it weren't for the blanket, Hermione almost jumped up in excitement, and she didn't bother to pay attention to Krum, but yelled at Harry, "Professor McGonagall explained the meaning of hostages in the office, and I knew they weren't just about the length of time.Harry, moral demeanor!
”）, gave him only two points less than Cedric, and judging from Bagman's disgruntled expression, if it weren't for Kakarov's low score, Harry would probably have finished first in another event.I had just gotten my wand from Sirius, and now managed to free myself from the blanket when Madam Pomfrey wasn't looking, and I was about to slip away in a cheer when Sirius, who had been applauding Harry, turned around and asked me where I was going."
It's too noisy.I want to be quiet. ”I'll be honest.Sirius grunted, "Who are you like?"
”Then he waved me away, and even helped me get Pomfrey's attention when she almost spotted me.It took me a long time to finally get out of the crowd, move my stiff joints, and step to the side to chant a mantra on my still wet boots.Then I noticed a gaze.I subconsciously looked up in the direction that someone was looking at me, and there was only one person standing alone at the top of the stands, as everyone else excitedly left their seats and squeezed into the lower part of the stands and on the ground.Malfoy had already looked away, his face a little confused and worried, presumably watching someone or a few people in the crowd by the lake.It's impossible to find out who he's eyeing from that crowd.I shrugged, not bothering to find out who Malfoy was looking at, and after drying my boots, I left the lake and scurried back to Hogwarts Castle.Chapter 67 Before I even entered the castle on my birthday, Benelli and Danki caught up with me, and of course, brought Fleur and her female companion a little."
What's next?
How do you get along with the merfolks?
”Benelli asked.I laughed dryly twice and made a joke: "It's good that they didn't show their terrible singing voice down there, otherwise I would have fought them." ”Fleur turns back to her friend Lydia (the girl is the only Fleur's hardcore partner in Beauxbatons who hasn't been pulled into the Bruce camp) and says, "This project is disgusting.I hate soaking in cold water. ”Even so, she looks like she's hoping to compete."
All I remember being under the spell at Professor McGonagall, and then as soon as I opened my eyes I floated on the water, watching you chirp on it and heckle us.Nothing interesting. ”I casually told them what had happened and asked, "What about you?"
It wouldn't take more than an hour to sit in the stands, would you?
”"Oh, it's not lonely at all.Lydia and I were busy enjoying a great romantic show. ”Benelli sarcastically said."
Don't worry, you'll find someone you like soon, Benelli."
Danqi said."
I'm not jealous of you."
Benelli's expression was not convincing at all.Danki shrugged, changed the subject, and began to laugh at my stupidity when I surfaced.And then the topic was so well received that by the time they got to the auditorium, they were all looking back at the highlights of the second event — not much, actually, because what the audience did this time was to watch the warriors enter the water, then sit there for more than an hour, applaud or heckle after the eight people came out of the water, and then the project was over."
Sounds boring."
I concluded."
yes, it's not as lively as last night's lounge.Flolet found out that you and Autumn didn't return late at night, and they were about to eat us......"
"Wait, Flolet, he's ......"
I said."
That's right, he likes Aki."
Benelli looked surprised at me and said, "You never knew?
Do you think he's entertaining himself by studying those little love textbooks all day long?
That's obvious!
Almost the entire academy knew about it, so they kept it a secret. ”"I wouldn't be surprised that Vincent didn't see it.All he had in his head was the night tour and the piles of mathematical formulas. ”Danqi found a seat and sat down first: "But Flolet's market is not very good."
Autumn only had Cedric in his eyes. ”"He seems to think that if he had become a Warrior, he would have won the girl's affection, and he had been frustrated since I met him at Hogwarts......"
Fleur gracefully sliced the steak, seemingly disdainful of Flolet's style."
Then why didn't he make the cut?
Wasn't he taken a fancy to the Auror office early in the morning?
Could it be that Cedric is stronger than a great Auror?
”I asked casually."
Because he didn't sign up at all," Benelli sighed, "we all thought he would be the representative of the school—but there seemed to be someone in Flolet's family who knew a little bit about divination."
They seem to think that this tournament is not very auspicious, and ask Flolet not to think about participating in it anyway. ”Everyone was dismissive of the Flolet family's opinion.I whistled in admiration.Towards the end of lunch, Danqi reminded me, "Today on the 24th, don't you have to go home to help Jessica celebrate her birthday?"
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”"Oh, I'm going to go back through the fireplace after dinner and be with Sirius," I said, tilting my head, "and now that Lupin and Tonks are there to help look after her, oh, I think it's better to leave them alone for some time, you know." ”"Hopefully they'll make it — it's time for Professor Lupin to find someone to be with.Last time I heard you describe it, Tonks should be a nice girl. ”Patil, who had just sat down, suddenly interjected, "By the way, you created a good hostage image this morning with a grim and disgusted face. ”"Thank you."
I replied with a blank face.Fleur swallowed a sip of black tea and asked curiously, "Who is Jessica?"
Your sister?
How old is it now?
- I also have a sister, Gabrielle, who is the most perfect little angel in the world!
”"Oh, no, it's not my sister," I said in a vague voice, "Jessica is the child of my mother's friend's house, and lives in my house for the time being.I'm going to turn nine this month. ”"Oh, Gabrielle is about her age," said Fleur with great interest, "you can bring her to my house during the holidays, and she can be a companion to Gabrielle." ”Jessica was probably going to be an adult by then......
My heart sank, and once again I felt sorry for Mr.
Aaron for not keeping Jessica healthy."
What's wrong?"
Fleur noticed our expressions."
Well, it's nothing," the current brisk atmosphere is not suitable for talking about something heavy to frustrate everyone, and I quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of your house, do you have anything interesting there?"
”When we finally left the auditorium, the conversation shifted to the magical wonders of the world.When we get together, we all put our unhappiness behind us for a while and share happy things with each other.We accompanied Danki to send Fleur and Lydia back to Beauxbatons' carriage, and finally made an appointment to hang out together for the summer holidays."
I think we can rule out the possibility of visiting the pyramids first," says Fleur unquestionably, "It's too dry and the sun is too hot to do my skin at all." ”Lydia nodded approvingly.On the way back to the dormitory, I suddenly remembered something: maybe I could invite Harry to come along.He'd definitely been wanting to visit his godfather's house, and this time the second project was over for the time being, and there was a reason to go there.Anyway, the parlor was still in ruins, and Sirius seemed happy with the way it was......
Every time someone surprises the parlor, I'm mentioned like a glorious hero who broke the city, but I'm really not a troublemaker who inherited Helen or Sirius (though, it's hard to say, because if it were the real Vincent, I think he'd probably just blow up the whole house).Far away......
So I thought I could invite Harry, Hermione, and Ron over - Jessica had been lonely for months, and apart from me and Sirius, who were on vacation duty, only the Order of the Phoenix would tease her.The point is, over the course of a week or so, she has written me a dozen letters, each telling me hopefully that she would love to meet Harry Potter – perhaps because Sirius had mentioned him too many times?
I walked around the Great Hall and the Fat Lady to find Harry, and Dean suggested that I look to the east side of the castle."
I saw that they seemed to be following somebody, going over there."
Then I found Harry on the third floor, and a few of them were eavesdropping on the crack in a classroom door, and they froze for a few seconds before motioning for me to keep quiet.I didn't know what they were up to, so I walked over and squeezed in a gap between the three of them, and put my ear to the door.An angry voice from inside came from Malfoy: "......
Messed up......
It has nothing to do with me, but it gets me into trouble!
”I wondered if he had provoked Bruce at the beginning of the school year, and now that half a year had passed, was he still haunted by the problems with me and the Boyle family during the holidays?
Could it be that you are so cautious......
I gathered my attention and continued listening.I thought he was complaining to Crabbe or Goyle, but it was Bruce who answered his anger.I was a little unsure to hear him, but he still had a polite tone, which really surprised me."
It was an accident.Completely outside of my plans......
I will take all the responsibility for this matter, and I am sorry if any damage has been caused to you or your family. ”Malfoy seemed to be struck by the fellow's flirtatious attitude, and after a pause, he said categorically, "Anyway, you really should bear all the problems, and this matter is not on my part - boyle, I advise you to prioritize and not always get dizzy and do stupid things."
Since......
You should think more about your mother's problem, after all, ...... in the first place" Malfoy suddenly disconnected the words behind him, and then said coldly, "Let go."
And your wand, don't mess around.Boyle. ”After two seconds, Bruce gritted his teeth and his voice trembled—as if trying to control himself from an impulsive attack—and said, "You dare to mention my mom again, bastard." ”Malfoy snorted, and then footsteps came to the door, and the four guys eavesdropping outside hurriedly hid behind the corner of the wall, and then heard the classroom door open, and Malfoy stood by the door and said disdainfully: "If you have the courage to do it, don't be afraid of others mentioning it - time is running out, you think about what to do, don't mess up again." ”Then the footsteps faded away, and Malfoy left the other end of the hallway, and the four of us looked at each other, and then there was a cracking sound in the next classroom, and Bruce seemed to smash all the decorative porcelain in the classroom.There was another thud, and it was as if he had kicked the blackboard.Ron wrinkled his nose and mouthed to us: Filch.Everyone understood and left the danger zone before Filch and Mrs.
Lorris arrived.We stopped in the hallway at the other end of the castle, and Ron gloated, "I wonder if Filch has the right to confinement students from other schools......
Oh!
”I saw Hermione's robe move and stomp Ron's foot.I shrugged, "I'm curious too—don't worry, I'm not familiar with this noble boy of the boyle family." ”Ron gave Hermione a wretched look, but Hermione ignored him and asked me if I knew what they were doing."
We saw Malfoy drag Bruce away with an unhappy look on his face, and we were ...... curious," Harry explained, "and Malfoy has been feeling like he's been busy with something lately.I haven't come to provoke or make trouble...... ......"
There's something wrong with that kid," Ron said, "It's been a long time since I've been looking for trouble in a weird way—in fact, it's quite low-key, and it looks mysterious." ”I looked up and thought about it, two guys who were thought to be secretly plotting something were coming together - it wasn't very pleasant to think about......
Shaking my head, I said I didn't know anything, and invited the three of them to Sirius for Jessica's birthday: "—her entire family had been killed a few months ago, and she had to settle down there.I want her birthday to be lively.And she'd love to see Harry. ”Hermione said a little worriedly, "Oh my gosh, poor girl......
I'd love to celebrate her birthday, there's no doubt about it.But......
Will the school let us, go?
After all, you are generally not allowed to go out during non-holidays. ”"We can convince McGonagall," Ron suggested, "that little girl has had nine birthdays in her life, and she is still alone at this time.There's no reason she shouldn't let us go!
It's cruel. ”We went to Professor McGonagall and knocked on the door of her office, and I shuddered, the place was at odds with me.There was no fainting incident in the office this time, but Professor McGonagall readily agreed, "Say hello to Jessica for me......
The four of you, especially Potter, did a great job on this project, and had a good weekend there.And, wait, you'll have to ask the Headmaster for something first......
"We passed the Dripper, the spiral staircase led us up, and then Professor Dumbledore told Harry the address of Grimmauld Place.Then Harry and the others went to prepare the presents for Jessica, and I stayed in the Headmaster's office."
How's it going?""
She would jump in the early morning of the 24th of every month for two years.And because of the restrictions of the spell, she can only live to the age of Mr.
Aaron - he knows this, but he didn't expect ......"
"I didn't expect the spell to be successful. ”Professor Dumbledore said, "Don't feel guilty.Vincent, it's not your responsibility.Mr.
Aaron also made his own choice. ”The author has something to say: There are a lot of people who call the main CP =,= But this is not a story of love......
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After all, Harry didn't hook up with Ginny until the second half of the sixth part of the sixth book [It sounds like it would be a good choice to fall in love again at that time =,=] but I know you're going to crush me if I drag it out until then, right?
Chapter 68 Newspaper leaves the principal's office, a few hours before the scheduled time to see Jessica.I patted the dripping beast on the head and decided to go straight in and ask Malfoy what he meant by those words to Bruce.Bruce warns Malfoy not to mention Helen again, and Malfoy retorts nonchalantly, "If you have the courage to do it, don't be afraid of others mentioning ......it" doesn't sound like a reference to what Bruce is messing with right now, but rather seems to have something to do with Helen.If you have any doubts, you have to go to verify.So I ran to the door of the Slytherin common room and stood guard.After about ten minutes of waiting, there was a junior Slytherin pushing the stone wall and walking out, and I reached out to stop him and asked him if he knew Malfoy."
Of course I do," said the little boy proudly, and judging by his expression, Malfoy seemed to be the man of the year in Slytherin—but also, he was quite showy......
"Is he in there now?"
”I pointed to the inside of the Slytherin common room."
You're from Ravenclaw," the little boy looked at me warily, "what are you looking for him?"
”"As you can see, I'm a Ravenclaw, not a Gryffindor, so I'm not here to get in trouble.Stop talking nonsense, go and help me get him out. ”I was surprised that the guy recognized me, and then grabbed the kid by the shoulders and shoved him back into their break room.After about half a minute, the stone wall was pushed away again, and Malfoy came out first, followed by his respectful junior."
You're looking for me?
Do?
”Malfoy folded his arms and squinted at me."
I'm looking for trouble."
I say."
Huh?"
Malfoy frowned, "I don't have the time to play games with you."
I still have something to do. ”He turned around and prepared to go back to his break room."
Busy with Bruce about your little conspiracy?"
I say.Then Malfoy paused, turned back and said slowly, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”"Oh, of course, you don't know what I'm talking about.That incident has nothing to do with you, and you won't be responsible for it. ”I pretended to quote the two words he yelled at Bruce, and then asked him with a straight face, "-Oh, what do you think we're talking about?"
”Malfoy glared at the stunned little boy next to him, and said fiercely, "Go and do your own thing." ”Then he said to me gloomily, "Follow me." ”We walked into the nearest classroom that wasn't a Potions classroom.Malfoy was the first to speak, warily asking, "What do you want to know?"
”"I'm not interested in your sneaky little conspiracy with Bruce," I pouted, "tell me, what do you mean by those few words that Bruce mad?"
”Malfoy froze for a moment, seemingly completely wrong about the question I was asking him.I looked at him like this and was a little skeptical: "By the way, what the hell are you and Bruce up for?"
I heard Danqi say, you didn't even spend Christmas at school?
”The reason why Danqi mentioned in passing that Malfoy didn't attend the Yule Ball was mainly to complain about Miss Parkinson, who was more aggressive because of the temporary disappearance of her dance partner."
You just said a second ago that you weren't interested.Then don't ask too much. ”Malfoy said angrily, "As for Boyle's idiot, ask him yourself."
Look at how that whistleblower pushed both of your mothers to their deaths. ”With that, Malfura opened the door and hurried away, as if a Dementor was chasing him.I really didn't bother to ask him what he was hiding, and I still needed to digest the message he threw at me - Bruce had something to do with Helen's death?
The Bruce who told me with a sincere face on the Astronomy Tower about his nostalgia and longing for his mother, Helen?
I scratched my head.Malfoy didn't seem to be lying to me, but it did sound quite unbelievable.I remembered the donkey's skin bag that Bruce had made all the way to Boyle's house to retrieve, and the memories contained in it had apparently been taken away from most of it—did it have anything to do with it?
Could it be that Helen left some message for the real Vincent and was taken by Bruce?
- Then why did he take the memories and give them back to me?
Obviously, it would have been wiser for him to pretend he hadn't taken anything, and he wouldn't even leave evidence — evidence that he had been to Boyle's house on the day of the murder.I found I really didn't understand this guy.Everything he does seems to contradict itself.What happened next is nothing to describe in detail.We had a pretty lively ninth birthday for Jessica.A five-year-old girl who didn't know anything last month, a little girl who just celebrated her seventh birthday last month, knows a little common sense, studied hard to keep up with her growth, and now has to celebrate her ninth birthday again - her birthday is really more of a time ritual for us - completely unaware that normal people usually only grow up a year old.Merlin was on top, and she thought we didn't change because we were too old to grow taller, so nothing noticeably changed.Jessica shook Harry's hand solemnly after blowing out the candles, and solemnly asked Harry to discuss his experience in dealing with enemies.We were all shocked, and thought that she didn't care about anything, and it turned out that she had been holding back revenge in her heart?"
I'm going to be 11 soon.I can't afford to be too slack on the goal of revenge, can I?
”We tried to persuade her not to put her mind and the whole meaning of her life on revenge, but she took to heart Mr.
Aaron's words: "Follow in the footsteps of her mothers and aunties...... is a great injustice, of course, to let the enemy pay for the blood. ”Her life was so rushed that she didn't even have time to feel the good things in it, but was just obsessed with the blood debt.As she grew older and her abilities grew rapidly, the idea was cemented exponentially.On March 24, Jessica happily entered the school.We made up an identity for her: Jessica Keton, the youngest daughter of a family who was about to move to the UK, and she had several older sisters on top of her, and she was delaying in Finland and might soon be able to go to school.So one morning at the end of March, there was a little girl at the Gryffindor table, and Professor McGonagall took her by the hand to introduce the other Gryffindors.Seeing that she was slightly shy to integrate into her new classmates, I withdrew my gaze and landed on this issue of the newspaper.The Daily Prophet published an obituary in a very small space.Alan Jefferson Baker of the Ministry of Magic died in an accident while on duty.I frowned at the familiar name and ate my breakfast absentmindedly, not remembering who it was until the bell rang.Messy hair, dark circles, bad Muggle disguise.The first living wizard I saw in this world four years ago.He was investigating Helen's case at the time, and Professor McGonagall seconded him to help me with my studies.He dutifully helped me with a lot of pre-school care and sent me to the Hogwarts Express outside of work.According to the obituary, he was killed after returning from an early morning overtime and crashing into a Muggle wearing a "glider" (a tool for Muggles trying to fly short distances) and falling off a broomstick.If it hadn't happened to someone I knew, I'd definitely laugh at it as a joke for a while.I observed a moment of silence for Mr.
Baker, but did not expect his death to cause me so much trouble.Again, the cause was the Daily Prophet, and I was honored that Squita, who had always only been eyeing the famous and slandering, somehow noticed me, and I made the headlines the next day."
Miss Muggle White died mysteriously, and the son of Sirius was once the number one suspect."
The author has something to say: every other day during the eleventh period.=,=I'm going to bury my head in the high math while you're having fun, and I'm going to ask for a substitute exam, ahhhhh≦≧hSo when I saw Skeya's article today, my first reaction was: Aha, this thing has finally been dug up?
I woke up early this morning to pick up the task I had put off a little bit last night — I had assigned to myself.Order, which already involves the highest truth, cannot be glimpsed in a day or two, and a large number of cumbersome calculations are necessary.So, fortunately, I woke up early today, there were not many people in the auditorium, and no one seemed to be reading the newspaper except me, so Mr.
Toutiao, who had not yet been noticed, leisurely spread the newspaper on the table beside him, and ate a spoonful of cereal porridge, while thinking that maybe it would be better to go directly to the classroom for a while, because if you go to the library, you will inevitably be stared at and disturbed."
Mr.
Baker, who had been killed in an accident the other day, had been given a special assignment to represent Hogwarts in accepting a new Muggle-born student.According to his colleagues' recollections, Mr.
Baker, who was still alive at the time, spoke of the child with bewilderment and pity, and the student brought into the wizarding world by Mr.
Baker seemed to be particularly strange and indifferent to life at the age of eleven.In the spur of the moment's curiosity, we managed to get the name and identity of the child Mr.
Baker was in charge of at the time – and the results were astonishing. ”"As we all know, Blake, the protagonist of the unjust case that has been repeatedly touted by the mainstream media in recent days, has a son who has been left behind, and he himself has avoided mentioning the child's mother and the difficult life that the mother and son may have gone through over the years.This morning, Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for the Daily Prophet, brings you a family tragedy that makes people lament.
(see next page)" The photograph is a black-and-white still photograph of the so-called Black Kiwight and Vincent.At this point, I was a little disappointed with Skita's ability to dig, because almost all books about Helen don't skimp on a lot of photographs of captured or simulated portraits after the fact, and I even saw a mock-up portrait of eight or nine-year-old Vincent in a sensational book called "Deep Secrets: Helen's Criminal Pedigree in Inheritance", the child with a blank face, dragging a pair of feet that clearly belonged to a dead man, and there was a little blood on his face.However, in this day and age, even Muggles don't have a Google photo search function, so even Rita, who has a great tongue in the press, would not be forgiven for not thinking of going to the biography of a famous French wizard and looking through the photos to see if there will be an English female Muggle recorded in it, right?
I glanced at the black-and-white photograph again, remembered what it looked like it was in Vincent's bedroom drawer, and realized that she had probably searched the house.