[hp] stay out of it

Bagman's speech is always not very brainy. As the outside world commented, his brain is more flexible than others only when he is playing Quidditch.Just like now, without even thinking about it, he yelled about the fact that a vicious fugitive was in Hogwarts. The students who heard the news set off a wave of chaos, and some of them desperately rushed to Hogwarts. Spreading out wanted to stay away from Crouch's position, and there were also quite a few curious and daring ones trying to squeeze in—after all, Crouch caught people in the crowd of Gryffindor College, and there is never a lack of courage here. Big reckless student.

Now at the highest point of the stand, several students were clinging to the guardrail, and they were about to be pushed down by the crowd who were still pushing and pushing back and forth.Professor McGonagall waved his wand in surprise and anger, creating a circle of light golden cloud-like floating objects halfway up the stands to catch the students who were about to fall, while heading towards Crouch's position rush.Chaos ensued as other professors struggled to maintain order amidst what appeared to be a blown-up student.

I was startled when I saw Crouch waiting in full force, then I looked at Sirius who was tightly tied up on the row of seats, sweating profusely, trembling with fear and a little confused, and felt a little bit No, my intuition and reason told me at the same time that the middle-aged man who was about to cry just looked exactly like Sirius.

Then I turned my gaze almost by feeling, and saw the only smug student among the crowded and panicked Gryffindors. The gold-red oil paint: the same pattern that Sirius had painted on his face before.It took me less than a second to roughly guess what Sirius was up to - the Headmaster probably gave him so much Polyjuice Potion that he was using it indiscriminately.

By the way, when did he pull out my hair?And who was that hapless guy who turned into Sirius and got caught by Crouch?Looks like he's about to pee his pants...

Before I thought about it, I happened to see "I" on the opposite stand took the time to help a little red-haired girl who was about to fall (probably that was Ginny), I rolled my eyes, and immediately pulled up The hood covered his face to prevent it from being exposed, and he took out his wand and prepared to go to the opposite side to meet him.

The always stupid Goyle—or Crabbe, sorry, I never tried to distinguish them—suddenly raised his finger and pointed forward strangely: "Look, why is White there? And that Weasley's sister ? Didn't he just..." As he spoke, he turned his head and saw the real me, showing a surprised expression.Before the three guys could react, I quickly cast the Confusion Curse on them, and they immediately fell over in a daze. I pulled the hood again, jumped over the railing and jumped into the aisle.

On the way, I approached Harry who was cursing Crouch frantically, Madam Pomfrey, Ron, and Hermione who wanted to take him down for treatment.A few words from Hermione's rational persuasion came to my ears: "...Harry, use your eyes and brain... That's not a cold! Mr. Crouch is not a dementor, he doesn't need to be so afraid of him... ..."

Well said, Hermione, I think.Then I quickened my pace, and when I ran to the most chaotic area, I saw that Professor McGonagall had already found "me" in the crowd, and was still holding "my" hand tightly. Behind the professor, in the other hand was still holding a wand that he got from nowhere.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the headmaster who was still stuck in the referee's seat, and then looked at Crouch worriedly, as if trying to persuade him not to immediately execute the captured "Sirius".I rushed over to stop behind her, panting heavily, with the unknowing McGonagall standing in front of me in the chaos, Sirius' safety would be greatly guaranteed.

"Moody" ① happened to be staying at Ravenclaw not far away just now, and he quickly appeared and stood a dozen steps away from Director Crouch, amplifying the volume with a spell, and his voice was rough Angrily appease the scene: "Silence! Why panic! Isn't it just a fake fugitive? Where is your wizard quality?"

The usual style of Moody played by Crouch Jr. and his unyielding attitude in class have established a lot of prestige among the students. After his usual disdainful voice sounded, many students subconsciously shut up. After he finished speaking, the scene had calmed down a lot, and it was not absolutely silent, but almost everyone was desperately holding their ears, waiting for this excellent Oro to explain what he said: What is a "fake fugitive"?

Crouch said seriously: "Please explain what you mean."

Little Crouch looked at Mr. Crouch very calmly with his good eye, but his magic blue eye gave McGonagall a look in this direction.Professor McGonagall said with a sigh of relief: "It seems that the principal has also ordered Moody."

I glanced at the rostrum, and the principal was sitting there safely.However, the Moody he trusted is not the real Moody now. I was a little worried, but my worries were dispelled immediately-his only task now is to ensure that he does not reveal his secrets, and he will definitely follow Professor Dumbledore’s instructions, and will not Too much gossip, exposure of Sirius.

Professor McGonagall comforted "Vincent" and said, "Don't worry, your father will be fine. Professor Moody will take care of it."

"I'm sure he'll be fine." Sirius, who had turned into me, replied solemnly, turning his head and winking at me.

At the same time, the young Crouch, with Moody's incomplete face on his face, answered Crouch, the director of the Department of International Exchange expressionlessly, saying: "Since Bagman's brain was hit by a Bludger It’s not easy, how come you don’t know better than him—what you’re holding is not Sirius. It’s a student who is about to be strangled to death by you.”

Mr. Crouch looked at him, and then looked back at "Sirius" who was tightly bound by the iron chain. The authoritative Oro's judgment might have made him a little puzzled, but he didn't show it, and he didn't relax his vigilance at all. , just said very disapprovingly: "Oh, how do you prove it?"

"I can't prove it," said False Moody gruffly, "I can only tell you that's exactly what I saw, don't you know my eyes?—beneath that exterior is a dizzy Former students. If it's Polyjuice Potion, then we'll just have to wait for the effect to wear off; if it's Transform Magus..."

"The Ministry of Magic keeps track of every Transfigured Magus," Crouch interrupted coldly. "There isn't a single student at Hogwarts this year."

"Oh, it seems you still have some brains," Crouch Jr. grinned viciously with his slightly crooked mouth, "since you tried to throw innocent Potter and Weasley into A After Zikaban, I almost thought you were useless."

"Alastor." Professor Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded, reminding "Moody" not to speak rudely, "Moody" narrowed his eyes and stopped talking.

What's interesting is that the principal's voice sounded like he was obviously right next to everyone, and the students who held their breath watching the two guys arguing were startled and looked back, only to find that Dumbledore was still Sitting on the referee's seat in the distance, he looked at "Moody" with restraint in his eyes.

"Merlin's ear, he knows everything!" a student whispered.

"It's just a fun little voice trick." The headmaster said modestly, making the student fall back in fright.

Crouch didn't change any expression on his face when he heard the fake Moody's words, and even his drooping fingers remained motionless, as if he didn't care about being viewed maliciously.He raised his eyelids almost imperceptibly and said, "I just pretend I didn't hear that, Mad-Eye. Oro's job is based on personal ability, not a sharp tongue." He paused, looking Seeing the "fugitive Sirius" on the ground shaking his head desperately but obviously speechless, he continued: "If he is really a student who took Polyjuice Potion, then the only reason why he is like this is - he is a stand-in .”

Crouch glanced around the arena, and his meaning was self-evident: the real master who escaped through a substitute is nearby.

The students who heard this sentence all fell silent. For a moment, only the sound of the wind was blowing across half of the field, and then the scene became very chaotic. Some timid students started to run towards the referee's seat. Now it's not safe to be too close to a few discerning adults. I want to take the chaos and leave the field with Sirius, but his hand is still held by Professor McGonagall. The important thing is, I think he is in high spirits, and he is not very happy. As if wanting to leave...

Seeing this scene, Crouch raised his wand, and several high walls exuding metallic luster blocked all the gaps in the field, and it seemed that no one would be let out for the time being.

"It seems that you haven't learned to behave well over the years, Director ②." Little Crouch sneered, "Are you going to check out these brats one by one, I suggest you give your head..."

Before he could say anything worse, Professor McGonagall took the conversation seriously: "Mr. Crouch, I advise you to think of a better way, even if you don't care what the public opinion says, but we want to For the safety of the students. If Sirius does get mixed in with the crowd, we must disperse the crowd immediately and give him a chance to get out—rather than trying to lock a cornered wolf in a sheep pen."

Mr. Crouch's eyes showed a ruthless look, and his majestic appearance was more like a minister than Fudge (the common point is that others don't buy their account): "There are so many teachers here, we can definitely do it in the classroom. Get Black under control before the situation gets serious. Now, Vizier, go and ask the students to assemble according to the academy, and do as I say!" Percy, who had already rushed over and waited aside, only took half a second to realize This is instructing himself, and he immediately answered yes in a businesslike manner, and cast a loudspeaker spell on himself to announce the director's order.

Professor McGonagall glared at Percy to stop him, but Moody raised his hand and directly disarmed him.McGonagall gave the fake Moody a grateful look, and then looked at the director of the communication department with incomprehensible eyes: "Are you crazy? There are so many students here, you are going to use them as bait!" She It seems that I don't have the strength to be angry anymore, and all my emotions are used to experience the four words "unreasonable".

"What we have to deal with is a deranged fugitive!" Crouch obviously felt that he could not communicate with Mag, and he also raised his voice, "McGonagall, you are so short-sighted! After letting this madman go, he will still Do something unexpected! Why not deal with him when we can control the situation!"

The "lunatic" Sirius, who was named to be dealt with by the former ministerial candidate, is now standing under their noses, with one hand still held by Professor McGonagall, and now he is watching this flickering scene intently, to me Made an exaggerated mouth shape: Fortunately, I didn't miss this one!

The Moody eyes on Little Crouch's face had already noticed that Sirius was here, but he had kept his composure. Now he happened to catch the scene where Sirius made faces at me, and he seemed to take a little breath. He took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, blocking out all the emotion in those gray eyes.

In less than two seconds he opened those calm, examining, unemotional eyes again. "This is Hogwarts, Mr. Crouch," he said, looking at the director with indifferent eyes, and said in Moody's usual gruff voice, "you have no right to dictate here. You are not these students Father, you have no right to decide their life or death."

Hearing this sentence, Mr. Crouch seemed to have been shocked, and his hand holding the wand shook, as if he wanted to attack Moody, but maybe his old-fashioned self-discipline habits had been deeply rooted in his bones, and he immediately So I restrained my impulse, and finally just uttered a "you" syllable, and there was no more action.

Little Crouch pulled the corner of his mouth upwards, as if to say, "I knew it".

The scene was a little stiff for a while, and at this time, the sound of professors evacuating the students came from all around. I looked back and found that the high wall built by Mr. Crouch had been dispelled at some point.

Before Mr. Crouch had time to react, a girl's scream suddenly sounded from Slytherin, overshadowing other noisy voices at the scene: "I see, Mr. Crouch! Professor McGonagall pulled That boy is Sirius!"

My brain only had time to recognize it was Pansy's voice, but Crouch's movement was as fast as a flash of lightning, and he unleashed those chains as thick as a baby's arms to wrap in our direction again, without even saying a word He didn't spare me and another Gryffindor student who were nearby.

My hood was ripped off when the iron chain was entangled. Crouch looked back and forth between me and Black, who was next to me, raised the corner of his eyes, and instantly understood what was going on. He didn't even look at the microphone. Professor Ge glanced at me, and said to me in a businesslike manner: "You helped and covered the escape of top criminals without permission. The circumstances are bad and the evidence is solid. According to the laws of the wizarding world, you should serve more than 25 years in prison in Azkaban—specifically, you have to go through Wesson Gamo verdict."

I struggled desperately, but it didn't work. The oxygen in my lungs was almost squeezed out by the tightly wrapped iron chain. Only then did I realize that what Moody said before was not a joke, the iron chain can really strangle people to death.

"As for you," I heard Crouch's flat tone finally rising a bit, "Sirius Black, the lackey of the Dark Lord. You have committed numerous crimes and are obvious to all. The Ministry has already approved the official document to sentence you to death. executed."

1 Currently Crouch Jr. = Moody.For kids who haven't read the original.

2 Crouch Jr. is satirizing his ambitious father, Crouch, who lost the election because of his work style and other reasons (you know), and was transferred to the relatively insignificant International Exchange Department to be the director for nearly 14 years .

3 Mr. Crouch still failed to remember Percy's last name.

The author has something to say:

As for the classmates who thought that the frightened guy in the last chapter was Sirius, Hermione’s contempt is for you: "... use your eyes and brains... that's not a cold! Mr. Crouch is not Dementor, he needn't be so afraid of him..."

You know the difference, so Hermione is Hermione, and I can only be a grassroots...