All things are three at Hogwarts

"Mr. Crouch, please come this way." Filch, wearing his old tuxedo, politely guided Barty Crouch to a small conference room.

Crouch's face was full of depression, his face was sallow, and his dry skin was full of wrinkles. He walked side by side with another Ministry of Magic official in his 40s with a gloomy face. They were surrounded by several strong and proud people with red faces. Luo.

Through the windows of the castle, they saw Alan urging Harry to practice the Bubble Charm by the lake.

"Now Mr. Montrose and I are going to secretly use Legilimency on your brother who has the highest score to see who is his most precious. There is no danger in Hogwarts, so there is no need for these guards to follow him. Fudge is really weak. , so that he can reasonably bring more bodyguards, he even stipulates that officials must be escorted by Aurors when traveling." Crouch waved impatiently to Albert beside him.

Albert raised his hand to signal the other Aurors to stop, then turned to Crouch and said, "Okay sir, but at least let me go with you."

Crouch stared at Albert for a long time, but Albert showed no sign of weakness. Crouch snorted coldly and took the lead.

"If you want to get Allen's inner thoughts, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it even if you use up all your magic power." Albert narrowed his eyes, looked away from Mr. Crouch and Montrose, and thought calmly.

"Is this distance enough?" Crouch asked in a low voice.

"That's enough, it'll be fine soon." A hoarse voice sounded as if his throat had been torn.

Albert wrapped his arms around his chest and leaned against the tree beside him, watching their movements with a smile.

Montrose shook his hair easily, drew his wand, and pointed it at Alan.

Crouch casually glanced at the young wizards by the lake. A master with Legilimency would have no problem dealing with a young wizard who had not yet graduated.

Allen on the lakeside looked in the direction of Crouch and the others without leaving a trace. Just when he picked up the wand, the emotional fluctuations of the target before casting the spell were detected by the "Legilimency" that Allen had recently continued to train to cast. , Montrose’s thought-secret actions had already been known to Allen.

"Hey, I didn't expect that in addition to the three little witches shown in the survey results, this Ellen Harris had such an affair and a rich love life." Montrose said excitedly with his eyes widened and his face flushed.

Montrose rubbed his eyes vigorously and leaned forward involuntarily, as if this would bring him closer to the world he was exploring.

"What's wrong?" Crouch asked casually.

Montrose ignored Crouch at all. In his mind, he seemed to have arrived at a hotel with 237 written on the door. He opened the door. The place looked neat and tidy, with nothing unusual.

Immediately afterwards, he pushed open the bathroom door. Behind a transparent white gauze curtain, a young and beautiful fruit girl sat quietly in the bathroom.

Montrose stood there blankly, with blond hair and light gray eyes, just his favorite type.

Guo Nu did not speak. She stood up and slowly walked towards Montrose. Montrose completely forgot about everything and could not hold back. He and Guo Nu kissed each other, their lips and teeth met, the kiss was passionate and selfless.

Suddenly, Montrose stopped, his eyes horrified, and he discovered from the bathroom mirror that the fruit girl in his arms had turned into an old and rotting corpse.

Montrose panicked, pushed the rotting corpse away, opened his hands, and backed away, shaking his head.

Kagome laughed and rushed towards Montrose.

"Don't come here," Montrose screamed in horror, "Get away, don't come here..."

Montrose stumbled on the lawn with trembling legs. His wand had been thrown aside long ago, and his hands were still waving wildly in the air.

A stream of yellow liquid flowed down his trousers.

Crouch frowned and waved his wand, trying to wake Montrose up, but it had no effect.

Crouch suddenly looked at Allen by the lake and shouted: "Alan Harris, stop!"

The air on the lawn seemed to be stagnant, and everyone looked at Crouch who suddenly appeared.

Allen walked towards Crouch with an innocent face: "Mr. Crouch, what advice do you have?"

The little wizards on the lawn and by the lake also gathered around.

"Alan Harris, we have no ill intentions. We used Legilimency on you just to confirm who the person you miss most is so that we can use her as a hostage. Please also remove the magic on him." Mr. Crouch was anxious. Suddenly, he didn't realize that he had revealed the secret of the competition.

The little wizards around looked at Crouch and Allen excitedly. They seemed to know something they shouldn't know.

Crouch realized his slip of the tongue and his expression became even more gloomy. This Alan Harris has such outstanding strength at a young age. In time, he may become the backbone of the Harris family.

Thinking of his useless son, violent emotions continued to spread in his heart: "Harris, aren't you afraid of hurting your classmates if you fight back so fiercely?"

"I'm sure there is no Legilimency master among my classmates." Allen replied loudly.

"The master of Occlumency can make the Legilimency master not realize that what he is detecting is false news. The Legilimency master you brought here never thought that I, as a student, could have such advanced Occlumency. So he was completely defenseless." Allen raised his eyebrows and pretended to be complacent, "What's more, I also added illusion magic, so it's normal for him to suffer."

"What about the game? We can't choose hostages if you do this. This is a problem. We have to go back and discuss with others how to proceed with the game. Now, please help Mr. Montrose return to normal." Crouch lowered his voice. While lowering his voice, he also lowered his posture.

In full view of everyone, Allen did not embarrass Mr. Crouch and lifted the magic on Montrose without any resistance.

Montrose stood there with confused eyes, gradually regained his clarity, flushed, and quickly fled the lawn in shame, without even having time to say a word to Mr. Crouch.

"Thank you." Mr. Crouch thanked stiffly, suppressing his dissatisfaction in his voice.

Without waiting for Allen to reply, Crouch glared at Albert who was laughing secretly beside him, motioned for him to follow him and quickly left the lawn.

In Hogwarts, news always spreads quickly, and it is no longer a secret that the Tournament will choose the person the Warrior misses the most as a hostage.

As for whether to directly ask the warriors, the referees continued to argue. They didn't know who spread the word, and the content of the argument quickly spread throughout Hogwarts.