[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Barty Crouch, former Director of the Ministry of Magic's Law Enforcement Department, is considered a strong candidate for the next Minister of Magic.In the era when mysterious people were powerful, he used his tough attitude towards black wizards to give British wizards a lot of confidence and courage to persevere. His firm and decisive policy on black magic can give ordinary wizards who abide by the law Enough sense of security.People expected that his position would bring righteousness and light to the British magic world... until the Mysterious Man lost in the duel with the savior and his forces collapsed. Barty Crouch Jr., the only son of Barty Crouch, was accused of being a cannibal Dead Apostle, his bright future and the confidence he brought disappeared from that moment.

"Mr Crouch is very sympathetic, he is a very capable man, Dad took me to the Ministry of Magic, I have dealt with Mr Crouch - calm, composed, meticulous, I think he is a Excellent officer! He has been greatly dragged down by his son, and has been for so many years."

In a tone of superiority, Percy waved the newspaper in his hand, eloquently speaking to his younger brothers and sisters who were a few years younger than him, and gave pointers.Harry felt that he couldn't believe everything he said, but having personal contact with the protagonist in the newspaper incident was indeed a good source of conversation, and he couldn't help but listen very attentively. Hermione stretched her neck beside him, already empathizing Extremely eager to try, looking very eager to raise his hand to ask questions, Harry guessed that Percy might look like a professor in this way, although it didn't look like he and Ron would like it.

"But Pa said he didn't deserve sympathy," said one of George and Fred.Harry looked at him and realized after a few seconds that it was Fred, because he went on, "Really, George? We heard Dad and Sirius talk about him last year when they said You-Know-Who started the Wizarding Wars Crouch's methods are too rough and arbitrary. He will advocate that people be imprisoned in Azkaban just because he looks like a Death Eater, and he will not even go through an open trial procedure. Although this is more efficient, it is useless. Doubt will wrong some good people.”

"That's right," said his brother George. "People are not cabbages. You can't just throw people in the garbage because they look bad. At least turn over the leaves and examine them carefully? Who would he say to the cabbages?" It's okay to say that they are all so arbitrary and extreme, but his own son's trial procedure is very standardized. His son is really a sure-fire Death Eater. How is he doing at this time? We didn't know before, but now everyone knows He put his seriously ill wife in prison to fend for himself, and quietly took his son back. Isn’t this too unkind? He is also a Death Eater, so his son is more noble? Expensive cabbages with a sky-high price tag?"

"Not everyone knows about it." Dorothy reminded them, waving the newspaper in her hand, "I heard that the Daily Prophet reported this matter in less than one page, and it was vague and hastily mentioned. Without going into the depths of what a former Death Eater is doing and who he's working for after running away from home, they use words like Barty Crouch Jr. is 15 years old and rebellious enough to run away from home for a ride— —It’s too ridiculous, Barty Crouch Jr. is not Sirius! Those newspapers outside didn’t even report this matter in as much detail as our school newspaper. Orders are three times as high as before, and she guesses there will be more—if there hadn't been a sudden announcement in the newspapers today that the Ministry of Magic research has determined that professional newspapers cannot be subscribed across borders."

"Crossover? Where did the crossover come from?" Ron said, "What's the problem with Hogwarts graduates forming their own world? Anyone who is not convinced can expel himself, and don't expel others casually. Let's just settle this issue." Send out a questionnaire and forget it, and then give this newspaper as a gift with the questionnaire-I heard that Hogwarts acceptance letters will be mixed with ordered newspapers and eggs in families that do not welcome magic, I think this idea You can learn from it.”

Dorothy smiled, and touched her chin with great interest: "Good idea, discuss it with the editor-in-chief during the regular meeting tonight."

"Your attitude towards the Ministry of Magic is too casual!" Percy said dissatisfiedly, "You are too young to understand the importance of stability. The Ministry of Magic must have its reasons for doing this. We still have to trust our own government. Every move I make is for the stability of the British magic world and the harmony of social order, everyone with a big picture should..."

"Percy wants to join the Ministry of Magic after graduation." George whispered to them, "He almost sees himself as a part of the future of the Ministry of Magic. He has been like this since the holidays. He seems to think that the Ministry of Magic will definitely not reject someone." Hogwarts prefect."

"God, really?" Fred said. "They want everything? Don't they do some sort of screening? Even if it's a fool like Percy who only repeats the Ministry of Magic and everything is right? I heard Ma Gua has a special name for such people, calling them doll repeaters—”

They both couldn't help sniggering at Percy's exasperated and stern stare.Harry couldn't help laughing too, but compared to the others, his heart was a bit heavier after all, staring at the large report on Barty Crouch in the school newspaper, slightly lost in thought.

It's been almost a year since Barty Crouch Jr. broke free from his father's bondage and custody... Who did he want to play for?Did he succeed?If he succeeds, does that mean that his rumored nemesis, Voldemort, has been lurking in the dark for a while?

Harry thought of the attack he had suffered on the night he entered school.That night was finally deemed by the Ministry of Magic to be a malicious attack from a foreign power. Behind the iron walls of Hogwarts, the attack came back without success. No one was killed in this attack.This kind of argument seems to be acceptable, but Harry can't be so optimistic. After Professor Quirrell's death, these few things have been lingering in his heart, lingering, and Sirius' comfort is effective. But he obviously couldn't pretend that none of this had happened.

Could that mysterious, inaudible voice also belong to a man who served Voldemort?What did he want to do to lure himself over?Are you trying to kill him?But Uncle Eli said that if that person is really capable of doing something, he will definitely not keep his hand. This roundabout way must be because he can't do it for the time being, but everyone should do what he can do at any time Prepare.

So what can he do now?Harry felt genuinely bewildered.There seemed to be a lot of things happening outside, and he didn't have a clue about everything, and he couldn't think of any good way to deal with it.Perhaps in the past ten years, people have been used to fabricating an omnipotent savior, and all conspiracies will be deciphered by him with a mature mind that is completely different from his juvenile age, but Harry is very clear that he cannot do this, he does not know that others Do you now have such an accurate understanding?Everyone's focus is intermittent and cannot last for too long.He was worried that the death of Professor Quirrell would make everyone stay away from him for a long time, but after no other similar incidents happened, time smoothed everything out, and more things happened, and everyone gradually stopped seeing him. His eyes showed fear.

This may be considered a good thing, at least it will allow him to take a breather and continue to live a normal campus life for a few days.It's just that if he doesn't find the culprit and the truth for a day, he won't be able to forget the matter like others. He no longer wants to passively accept the results he saw like when he heard the voice before.His belief is firm, and he knows what he wants to do, so he feels even more difficult and hesitant.

He's really a normal, ordinary 11-year-old boy who can't do everything like a superman.Harry couldn't help sighing, put down the newspaper, and flipped through the textbook in his hand - he was already eating and reading at breakfast like Hermione, and he still remembered the first time Ron saw this scene The ghostly expression on his face.

This is something that cannot be helped... Not to mention fighting against Voldemort and resisting the Dark Arts, in fact, after the death of the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, his progress in this course has been stagnant for a while.The content in the textbook was difficult and obscure. He tried his best to understand it, and there were some results, but the professor is of course very important. If everyone can learn all the knowledge from the textbook, then everyone doesn't have to go to school to teach, and self-study is just fine.

"I heard we're finally going to have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." When they finished breakfast and headed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with their books in their arms, Hermione whispered, her eyes full of anticipation, "I I went to ask Professor McGonagall yesterday and heard her telling Professor Flitwick that the wrangling with the Ministry of Magic is finally over! Principal Dumbledore has a candidate who can take over until the end of the semester, but I heard that the Ministry of Magic doesn’t want to They want someone to come, they seem to want Umbridge to take over—"

"Are you kidding me?!" Ron said in shock, with the look of hearing a ghost story. "The woman who came back in pink? She looks like some kind of Dark Lord herself."

"Hey, Ron, don't be so quick to judge someone we don't know enough." Hermione said reproachfully, but then she also said, "Whoever actually came to substitute for the class, I think it should be worse than the Ministry of Magic official." better..."

Harry couldn't help nodding his head in agreement.They walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with a grateful heart, and their substitute professor was already waiting for them in the classroom.

Harry saw his face clearly, and couldn't help but froze suddenly, and then he opened his mouth wide, feeling himself overwhelmed by surprise, and his heart suddenly settled down.

Sean Jonathan, with black hair and black eyes and a gentle expression, was standing at the front of the classroom, looking at him with a smile.

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