[HP] The girl selected by the system

"So, is there anything in Barty Crouch's past that we don't know about?"

Qiu bent his right index finger and unconsciously rubbed the Transfiguration textbook in his hand, asking.

All eyes turned to Harry.

"Hmm." He replied, tearing open the envelope in his hand, "Let's see what Sirius said." He unfolded the letter, and first glanced through it quickly—I don't know if it was her illusion, Qiu I always felt that Harry's expression seemed to turn red awkwardly when he saw a certain part-but soon, something more important caught his attention. "My God, you'd never have guessed," he exclaimed, "his son is a Death Eater!"

"What?" The other three people present said in unison, and Qiu also raised her eyebrows in response, pretending to be surprised.

"How is this possible? Isn't Crouch very strict... doesn't he hate Death Eaters?" On the night of the Quidditch World Cup, Autumn Butterfly replaced Harry and Ron, who had his wand stolen and turned into the Dark Mark, said to him. Crouch was exceptionally impressed.He exchanged a shocked look with Hermione, who was also there at the time. After the latter was shocked, he couldn't help pursing his lips, as if lost in thought.

"Maybe... that's really the case, maybe he has overcorrected because of this, and maybe he hates black magic so much..." She reasoned in a low voice, and then looked at Harry, "Did Sirius say anything else?"

Harry unfolded the letter and continued to read, "He was the head of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic when Voldemort was active. Put it into the judicial process of Azkaban, so as to improve the efficiency of the interrogation—” When he read this, his expression was a little distorted, “Obviously, when Sirius entered Azkaban wrongly after my parents had an accident, there was this A credit to you." He paused, but still couldn't hold back a sarcasm.

Not a good memory.Hermione, Ron, and Peggy all gave him regretful looks, and Qiu Wenyan also sighed.Not all saviors have the ambition to save the world and become heroes at the beginning. Some people may just curl up in a small ball in a dark and cold cupboard at the beginning, and their only wish is to secretly fantasize in their hearts. There is a warm family, but in the end, all I can do is hug myself tightly in the dark.

His upbringing was definitely not good, it was the world that forced him to be tough and eventually fearless.However, in the final analysis, before becoming the savior, Harry Potter was just an ordinary boy longing for affection and love.

Her eyes flickered, "It's all over, and it will be fine in the future..." She slowed down her voice and comforted herself, but she was also extremely conflicted—what she did was considered a "small movement" allowed by the system How about saving those who died in the war against Voldemort and who forced Harry Potter classmates to grow up from an ordinary boy to a savior?And, is she allowed by the system to do this?

Perhaps their comfort played a role, and Harry’s voice became much more stable as he continued to read the letter, “At that time, it was already known to us that Barty Crouch Jr. was a Death Eater in the Order of the Phoenix, and it was just ordinary people. I just don't know-"

"What is the Order of the Phoenix?" Ron asked bluntly.

This time no one expressed distaste for his interruption.In fact, no one had heard of this new term, and they couldn't help but look at Harry anxiously, hoping that he could read some explanation from Sirius' letter.

"Of course, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​a secret organization established to fight against Voldemort when he was active. It was initiated by Principal Dumbledore. I'm afraid you have never heard of this." Harry read Sirius' explanation in the letter, causing everyone to scratch A storm of eye contact.

"I've never heard of it..." Peggy whispered to her, "These people must be great, willing to be heroes behind the scenes."

Qiu nodded approvingly.No matter when, there will always be people who do not choose to go along with others in the face of danger, nor choose to hide in silence, but choose to protect the light and faith with their lives, guarding the last ray of hope in this world from being tarnished.This kind of story and spirit always makes people feel slightly warm when they think about it, as if they are filled with rich and powerful emotions.

"It's hard to imagine..." Hermione concluded at last, "It must have been difficult...but there was always someone who stood firmly against the dark."

There was a moment of silence.Even without Qiu's hints and guidance, the remaining three people must have guessed that Harry's parents had joined this organization, and together with other warriors who were unwilling to let Voldemort's high pressure hang over the land of England forever, they fought to restore the sky. Fight hard.

Harry was a little uncomfortable seeing the eager and admiring eyes of his friends. He wanted to smile to adjust the somewhat serious atmosphere, but he failed. The slightly red eye sockets betrayed him——Obviously, his The idea is the same as everyone else's, and he also thinks of his parents.

His parents not only died to protect him, but also fought for such a great goal.

Such parents, in retrospect, are always warm and surging in their hearts, as if they can give him infinite gentle and firm strength, but they feel sour in the nose inexplicably.

He gritted his teeth and calmed down for a few seconds, as if he didn't want to let his fluctuating emotions continue to be exposed. "Then let's see what Sirius said." He reopened the letter and explained in a low voice, which meant to conceal his emotions.

Qiu smiled gently, and like the other three, tacitly did not expose the redness of the boy's eyes when he thought of his parents.

"Well, there's been limited news about him in prison after that, but he saw Barty Crouch Jr. sent to Azkaban, and presumably he was caught by Aurors after the war—no Needless to say, old Crouch is really selfless, even his own son is not selfish. Before he escaped from prison, he seemed to have heard that the situation of this little Mr. Crouch was not very good. Of course, this is not surprising, Azka Ben isn't the kind of place where you get fit and happy." He looked up from the letter to them, and that was all that Sirius had said about Crouch in his letter.

Hermione felt a little sorry, and obviously wanted to know more.Reluctantly, she poked her head into Harry's letter, wanting to make sure he hadn't missed a paragraph or something.However, when she saw something clearly, her expression changed immediately.

"Sorry...Sorry, Harry, I'm sorry, I didn't know there were such personal contents in it." She quickly apologized, as if—Qiu felt that this was not her illusion this time—and subconsciously glanced at her, with a certain expression in her eyes. strangeness.

After Harry realized that Hermione was reading his letter, he quickly turned the two parchments upside down on the coffee table in front of him. This action was definitely covering up something, and one couldn't help but suspect that there was definitely something tricky in it.

Qiu raised her eyebrows, she didn't think Harry had any secrets to hide from Hermione, one of the iron triangle.However, even if she was curious, because of the word "private matter" that Hermione just said, she couldn't say it out loud.

What she is considering is whether she should push you on this path of reasoning.

"Actually... what happened back then, don't we check the "Daily Prophet" for clues? The son of the director of the Auror office is a Death Eater. Such shocking news, the newspaper will definitely not let it go."

The Room of Requirement never disappoints them.As soon as Qiu finished speaking, a thick stack of newspapers appeared on the coffee table at hand.The old parchment has turned yellow, and it seems that there is still ash that has accumulated for more than ten years somewhere, the kind of stain that seeps into the paper.

"The 1981 bound edition of the Daily Prophet." Qiu squinted her eyes and spelled out the cursive characters on the cover of the stack of newspapers.More than ten years have passed, the ink on the yellow parchment has become blurred, and with mottled dust stains, the handwriting is somewhat difficult to read.

Several people gathered around in an instant.Hermione was the most active, and she didn't shy away from the dirty-looking newspapers. She immediately opened the cover carefully, trying to find some old news at that time between the lines of those fragile papers.

Qiu also leaned over to look curiously.

Unlike when Voldemort was active for the second time in the future, the Ministry of Magic more than ten years ago was quite hawkish. The government's tough attitude towards Voldemort and his henchmen, the Death Eaters, naturally pointed the way for the media. The reports on the "Daily Prophet" are not as whitewashed as in the fifth year in the original book. They turn over the newspaper every day, and the headlines on the front page are almost all Death Eaters massacring Muggles and burning down roads and bridges somewhere. Cause a great panic, or a fierce battle between Aurors and Death Eaters somewhere, each winning and losing.

Even after more than ten years, such news is still bloody and heavy to read.Through the yellowed battlefield photos in the newspapers, we can vaguely see the tip of the iceberg of that period of terror, high pressure and bloody resistance.

The overwhelming haze of what actually happened once silenced these few students who had always regarded war as history.Even Qiu, who knows that such a human tragedy may repeat itself in the next year or two, just "knows".She had also seen the horrific scenes of war-torn countries on TV, but she never imagined that one day a real war would happen that involved her.Even if she knew it earlier, it would definitely not be something that would make her happy.

In the oppressive atmosphere, the only sound left in the Room of Requirement was the sound of newspapers flipping.

Qiu sighed. Such a large and depressing job of screening information made her strongly miss the highly developed Internet and the precise search engine 20 years later.

"Ah, here it is!" This time it was Peggy who had sharp eyes.The newspapers had already been turned to November of that year by them, and the gloom over the world was suddenly blown away by the wind: the style of all the articles changed, and the wizards who were not excited held a grand celebration somewhere That is to say, how many Death Eaters have been interrogated and confirmed by the Ministry of Magic, and the gangsters of the mysterious people who have committed all kinds of crimes will eventually be purged and imprisoned.

The article Peggy was referring to was the headline of the day.The bold and capitalized news headlines are very eye-catching, even ten years later, they can easily see the great shock that this news brought to readers at the beginning-"A Shocking Scandal, the Rotten Ministry of Magic!"The son of the head of the Magical Law Council identified as a Death Eater".In the photo below the news, the boy, who was only [-] or [-] years old, looked petrified, trembling and tearing.

Several people looked at the weeping boy in the old photo with mixed emotions for a while. They didn't know who flipped the newspaper first, and the follow-up news appeared in front of them one by one. , "The former ministerial candidate turned around sadly and was transferred to the International Relations Department"...

The inaugural photo of Barty Crouch entering the Department of International Relations as director is extremely gloomy, with a serious expression on his face that is almost the same as that of his court hearing that day.Only the sunken eye sockets added a little gauntness to him. To be honest with Qiu, it was difficult to tell whether this haggardness was because his son was thrown into Azkaban, or because his son's stain made him lose the Minister of Magic.

"So, that's Mr. Crouch's story? But it's hard to know. What was he doing in Moody's office? With Moody's extreme hatred of Death Eaters, it's hard for me to imagine him going with this one." The Death Eater's father was drinking and talking - we all saw that they weren't very close on Halloween night." After a moment of silence, Hermione was the first to conclude, still bewildered.

Qiu bit her lip, feeling that her task was extremely difficult.In everyone's fixed thinking, "Barty Crouch" on the Marauder's Map refers to the rigid director of the International Relations Department. Even if they know that he has a Death Eater son with the same name as him, everyone takes it for granted It is impossible for him to escape from Azkaban if he is still staying in Azkaban - after all, the Azkaban escape case of Sirius the year before caused the entire magic world to be full of wind and rain. Escape, all kinds of media will never be airtight, no news.

"If I said... I seem to have seen this person before..." The newspaper was turned back to the page with the photo of Barty Crouch Jr. at some point, and Harry, who had been silent since just now, said this Suddenly opened the mouth and said.

Noticing the shocked gazes of the other people, Harry's thoughtful expression slowly turned into firmness, "It was in that dream during the summer vacation that the person who was next to Voldemort ("Don't say that word!" Ron trembled) That man is Barty Crouch Jr.!"

The four of them exchanged a surprised look.However, unlike Qiu and Peggy's blankness, Hermione and Ron had obviously heard about it a long time ago.Their expressions slowly changed from shock at the beginning to thoughtful suspicion.

Ron opened his mouth unconsciously, obviously stunned by the evidence, "Brother... buddy, you mean, little Crouch escaped like Sirius? But why is there no news in the newspaper?"

At this time, Hermione had just come into contact with Harry's ability to connect Voldemort's mind, and she was skeptical about this function.She raised one eyebrow, flinging the paper and Harry's face back and forth with a look of disbelief. "Do you think... what you saw in your dream is real? He... they're talking about killing you, so we'd rather believe it, right? Maybe—maybe you're in the Triwizard Is the game their work? What if Barty Crouch finds evidence against his son and reports to Mr. Auror Moody!" After she finished speaking, she turned her eyes to Qiu and Peggy, seeming to want this Two of the four who could follow her thought provided some lines of evidence.

Through the words of the three of them, Qiu vaguely spelled out a fact: probably because of her meddling at the end of last semester, Peter Pettigrew, who was supposed to defect to Voldemort and help him resurrect, was thrown into Azkaban, but The resilience of the plot once again proves its strength.The servant was changed from Wormtail to Barty Crouch Jr., who recovered his mobility a little earlier than in the original book, and continued to embark on the great cause of resurrecting his master.And Hermione deserves to be Miss Gryffindor Know-It-All, she reasoned absolutely right about the fact that Harry's participation in the Triwizard Tournament was their conspiracy.

"I won't let them succeed." Hermione's reasoning conclusion shocked everyone for a while, but it was very possible after careful consideration.Thinking that they were secretly fighting with Voldemort, seeing each other's tricks, they couldn't help being nervous and excited.And in this brief silence, Harry suddenly said this out of nowhere, seeming to glance at Qiu.

"Of course." Qiu didn't know what he was going to do with such a solemn expression, and subconsciously thought that he was also seeking reasoning and evidence like Hermione, so he nodded to confirm without thinking. "If he does break out of prison and successfully fight Voldemort, this is obviously something that must be guarded against." Besides, she bit her lip and decided to pierce the window paper, "Although we always think that this person's name is It refers to the director of the Department of International Relations of Magic Cloth, but it is undeniable that according to the news we just got, there is more than one 'Barty Crouch' in this world."

These words sounded so terrible that several people couldn't help but gasp.Look at the expressions of Ron and Hermione, although they seem to have prepared a whole bunch of reasons such as "Hogwarts is very safe", "Hogwarts has Headmaster Dumbledore and former Auror Moody" , but everyone knows that they cannot afford such a trivial "what if".If he really broke through this layer of protection and sneaked into Hogwarts, the consequences would obviously be horrifying to think about.And...Thinking about the former escaped prisoner Sirius who had been lurking in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts last year, he suddenly felt that these protective measures of Hogwarts that they are proud of...maybe really can't stop a desperate person from wanting to enter Wizards at school...

"For the sake of the present, we might as well open the Marauder's Map to monitor frequently—he can't hide in the Forbidden Forest every day like Sirius." Hermione slowly said a solution.Qiu raised his eyebrows because of this sympathy with Hermione. It seemed that Sirius had left an indelible mark on Hogwarts' security system.

If you often monitor Crouch Jr. through the Marauder's Map, you shouldn't have to worry about him not showing any clues, right?

Qiu, who was extremely satisfied in her heart, selectively forgot at this time that it was not just little Crouch who could supervise the Marauder's Map.

The author has something to say: Last week I was working on the annual report and I was quite busy. This chapter makes up for last week, and there is another update this week. Don’t worry, everyone~ Thank you for your support ww

☆, Christmas dance partner

So... what's the situation?

Since December, Hogsmeade has been experiencing sporadic snowfall.Now it’s snowing again, Qiu tightened the scarf around his neck, hoping to cover the cold wind that wanted to get into the collar of his robe—to be honest, judging from the current temperature, it’s really not an outdoor snow viewing experience. good choice.

So, what is the plan of this hesitant, coy black-haired boy standing across from her to drag her to the rooftop to blow the cold wind?

She froze for a few seconds, and then, probably because the cold wind helped to clear her mind, a certain blurred segment in the movie "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire" back then became as clear as her soul.

Qiu stared wide-eyed, he didn't mean to—

As it turned out, her guess was correct.Probably the relationship between her and Harry is a little more familiar than in the original book. The black-haired boy slowly moved his gaze up from his toes, and when he met her eyes, his expression was determined, "Qiu, you... you Would you like to go to the Yule Ball with me?"

Although there was a stutter in the middle, and although the ending of this invitation was a little trembling, she still heard every word he said clearly with the wind whirling in her ears.

After the boy finished speaking, a layer of crimson appeared on his cheeks.He looked directly into her eyes, and bit his lips tightly as if trying not to look away.The momentary silence in the air seemed to be filled with tension, and he took a breath in his chest, standing straight and stiff like a knight in a medieval castle.

Probably because the atmosphere was too solemn, Qiu felt her heart tremble slightly under the boy's gaze.There is no girl who would not like to be treated with such solemnity and cherishment. Even though she has always regarded the young man beside her as a "cute little brother who is growing up", under his mixed eyes of anticipation and anxiety, she does not realize it in her heart Softened, with tiny bubbles of joy and maybe a little sweet undertone.

It's just... being invited to the Christmas ball by two people in a row within an hour... What the hell is this?

As a non-indigenous person, Qiu doesn't have any special expectations for Christmas. In addition, she is currently busy with the mission of being a master of the dungeon, busy thinking about her next actions, and has to spare her energy to practice flying. The new thing is that they are always worried about whether they have found out the wrongdoing of little Crouch from the Marauder's map, and I just feel a little lack of energy.When Professor Flitwick told them about the dance a week ago after the Charms class, she recalled the ballroom dancing special training in the summer vacation, and then decisively found that, except for the vague impression of sporadic dance steps, other things have long been strictly followed. "First come, first served", squeezed out of the memory bank by various complicated things recently.

Shorthand is not a deep memory. It is like a month before the exam week, forgetting to eat and sleep to improve the GPA of a certain course to 90+, and then go back to school after a winter vacation, and find that the last semester is the same as the previous life. If you take this exam again, you will pass All hanging.

She didn't feel anything when she found out that she had forgotten the dance steps.Qiu Zhang, who wished she could find a way to accumulate points for 48 hours a day, said that compared to the points that can bring her positive utility, things like proms can only be regarded as neutral commodities for her, and even hate commodities.

She forgot about the ball in the blink of an eye. It doesn't mean that everyone in the castle is as heartless as she is.

This whole Defense Against the Dark Arts class was not easy. While she was fighting wits with the Imperius Curse of the Unforgivable Curses lovers, she was anxiously wondering if anyone in the Iron Triangle of Gryffindor would open the trap at this time. map, discovering the fact that the professor in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was named Barty Crouch.After class, when the rough-natured girl who hadn't fully recovered from the aftereffects of the Imperius Curse finally realized what the sentences she heard meant, she had already spent the night with Cedric Diggory in an empty corridor. It's been a while.

Caucasians have developed earlier than Orientals, and the 17-year-old boy is a full head and a half taller than Qiu.A boy of this height feels very safe walking beside him, coupled with his handsome appearance and a smile that is as clean and handsome as June Nuanyang, Qiu couldn't help being in a daze—the original book says Cedric is The handsome guy recognized by the whole school is not without reason.

In particular, the Hogwarts god, with tenderness and anticipation in his eyes, sent her an invitation to the Christmas ball together.

There is such a kind of person, when he looks at you seriously, he will give you the illusion that this is his whole world.

Qiu froze for a moment, recalled instinctively the messy dance steps in her mind in Cedric's clear and deep eyes, and subconsciously came up with a big truth, "But...but I can't dance."

Cedric probably didn't expect that he would get such a miraculous reply, he was stunned for a moment, and raised his pretty eyebrows, "Qiu?"

Qiu took a deep breath, the cool air made her regain some of the soul that had been cast with a control spell in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she thought about it carefully, and slowly frowned, "That's right, I'm really not very good at dancing. And... there is only more than a week left before Christmas, and you are a warrior who needs to dance—I really don't have enough time to master the dance steps in front of the teachers and students in the school."

She slowly expressed her thoughts one by one, and finally shook her head regretfully.

The light in the boy's eyes was gradually covered by disappointment. He moved the corners of his mouth, and finally he was defeated by the girl's clear eyes. It is said that girls from the east are the most reserved. The girl in front of him probably refused It's a synonym.

Qiu stood in place and looked at Cedric's back, only feeling extremely entangled in his heart.To be honest, seeing such beautiful eyes gradually dimming, and feeling no guilt or regret in my heart, that's fake.It's just... With her cautious personality, if she wants to dance, she must practice the dance steps skillfully.Also... the boy just looked at her with such tenderness and sincerity, she always felt that what he wanted was not just to go to a dance together... But as a person who regards working hard to get home as soon as possible as his first goal For her, she felt that those were too many and too precious.

In the final analysis, she was just a timid and cautious girl, holding on to the only things that belonged to her, not daring to exchange them for other unknowns.

She buried her face in her hands, a little tired of her calculating and conservative appearance.Originally, 20 years old is the most beautiful age for a girl. There are so many careers and so many cities to choose from. The world is so big, so many choices and experiences are waiting for them. bright.

It's a pity...she was forced by an unreliable system to choose too far away, so she had to sell her freedom and labor in order to return to the original plane world.

After a while, she felt a little calmer, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Harry rushing towards her along the corridor, his face seemed to be a little anxious.

And so she received a second prom invitation within an hour.

"Well," she carefully organized her words, her expression a bit dumbfounded, "It's not a question of whether I want to or not, it's... I just rejected Cedric."

"Huh?" The black-haired boy instinctively changed his expression when he heard her mention Cedric.Probably because his comprehension ability would decline under stressful situations, it took him a few seconds to understand what she said, but he couldn't understand the logic, and stared at her with round green eyes.

"It's just..." Qiu wrinkled her face. Ballroom dancing should be regarded as a necessary skill for a British girl. It is enough to admit to one person, and she is extremely reluctant to lose face again so quickly. "The reason I said is that I don't know how to dance...you all want to dance, so I can't go back on my promise so openly." She muttered helplessly and curled her lips.

Harry stared at her dumbfounded, and there seemed to be some expectation in his eyes.However, such anticipation was finally slowly defeated by her innocent expression.

"Okay..." He dragged his voice, sounding a little bit unwilling.

With such a fresh dark history, the atmosphere in the Room of Response at night is a bit weird.However, there was a reason why they had to get together here - because Harry claimed that in their Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the fall, the name that appeared on the classroom podium was not Alastor Moody, but Barty Crouch.

This conclusion was enough to send chills down the spine of everyone present.

In addition, in order to prove it, they took out the Marauder's Map and stared at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office for a while, and found that the black dot marked with the name "Barty Crouch" would move from time to time, and the "Alas" was emblazoned below it. Moody's black spot remained eerily motionless all night.

"Go and tell Professor Dumbledore!" The girl's intuition has always been very accurate, and Hermione could instinctively detect the conspiracy behind this unusual event, "Whether this Crouch is referring to the old or the young, he sneaked into Huo Gewartz has no intentions of impersonating Professor Moody, this kind of thing must be known to the principal!"

Peggy stared blankly at the Marauder's Map, and didn't realize that there was such a huge hidden danger lurking in Hogwarts for a moment.When she had nothing to do with the savior in the past four years, although she also experienced the petrification of the monster in the secret room and Black's night visit to the castle, she had never observed and reasoned step by step like this, and never felt that the danger was so far away from her. close.Although I also knew that there might be a conspiracy behind the Goblet of Fire incident, but there is obviously no comparison between knowing and actually producing evidence to confirm.Peggy bit her lip, pulled herself back from the shock of reshaping her three views with difficulty, and looked at Harry worriedly.

"It's necessary." Qiu frowned, seeing Harry's hesitant expression, and knew that he should add another fire-this was not the Sorcerer's Stone or the Chamber of Secrets incident back then, and everyone escaped by chance. After all, Jie's luck cannot come again and again.Cho thought of the bright, angry look in Cedric's eyes when he had invited her to the prom that morning, and decided that she couldn't pretend to be ignorant and let the tragedy at the end of the school year repeat itself. "You were forced to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. It is probably his handwriting, but he helped you in the first game-this probably means that he is brewing a bigger conspiracy, and it is likely that the few of us also An unstoppable conspiracy. So it must be known by the headmaster in its infancy."

"Of course, what's there to hesitate about?" Ron looked at Harry in amazement, and the latter glanced around and found that all his think tanks had expressions of firm approval, and finally nodded with determination.

"Hey, now that we've identified the source of the danger, isn't the Bagman information I worked so hard to get from Fred and George outdated?" Ron sighed loudly, although he said so, but his tone There are not many sad elements in it - on the contrary, there is a bit of complacency in getting the information.

"You got the words out of the twins?" Harry and Hermione both looked at him in shock.

"Mr. Bagman is really planning something?" Peggy also had an expression of wanting to hear more.

"Of course!" Ron took a reproachful look at the Gryffindors present, as if accusing them of underestimating him, "It took me a lot of work to find out the truth from the twins." He continued to exaggerate. He worked his ass off, and then began to answer their questions, "Bagman is a liar. He set up a bet on the Quidditch World Cup and paid it with Leprechaun Galleons—"

"But that thing will automatically disappear after an hour!" Miss Gryffindor Know-it-All and Ravenclaw Peggy interrupted him in unison, shocked.

"Of course, of course." Ron rolled his eyes, and he didn't welcome the high school students interrupting his vivid narration, "so he was discovered. People who owed him money came to collect the debt, Fred and George was one of them."

"Then his obsession with making me win the race—" Harry blinked, seeming to understand a little.

"It's nothing more than tearing down the east wall to make up for the west!" Hermione rolled her eyes angrily, "He must have started another bet on the championship of the Triwizard Tournament, and then, to be honest, Harry," she read Harry glanced at him, "Although we are all very optimistic about you, after all, there is a gap in age, and most wizards don't understand your abilities, so there should not be many people who bet on you, and he will use his power to send you away." Go to the championship and use this money to pay off the World Cup debt."

There was a brief, eerie silence between them.Qiu twitched the corners of his mouth, and simply didn't know how to evaluate this gentleman's deeds.It turned out that when reading the novel, there were too many ups and downs in the Goblet of Fire to attract her attention, so she didn't waste energy on this unremarkable supporting role.Thinking carefully about this financial situation at this time, it is enough to make people laugh and cry: his love for the World Cup made him start a gamble without any consideration of financial issues, and in the end he couldn't make ends meet, so he had to fight for Make up for this one after another start, being chased for debts, moving here and there.

The good thing is—it can make people deduce his real purpose, which is much better than those treacherous plots that cannot be seen clearly behind the shadows.

They solved one problem, and decided to tell the principal about another problem they couldn't solve. They just felt that the haze that had been hanging over their heads since the name "Harry Potter" popped out of the Goblet of Fire on Halloween dissipated a lot , there probably won't be anything to worry about in the near future, and it's a lot easier.

Harry obviously didn't think so.

In addition to thinking about the Christmas ball a week later, he also has the second game to worry about.Perhaps it was a family tradition, and the youngest Hogwarts warrior felt that a night tour might be a good way to solve this problem.

The next morning, Qiu hurriedly had breakfast and was on his way to the transformation classroom, when he met this savior who seemed lost in spirit.

"...What's the matter with you?" Harry's expression was definitely not good, such an expression was a bit scary, causing a school bully like Peggy to stop and look at him in surprise when he was racing against time to occupy a seat.

He raised his head, and the corners of his mouth moved, "Last night... I lost the Marauder's Map—to be precise, it was taken by Crouch."

!

Qiu and Peggy looked at each other, and they both read surprise and worry from each other's eyes.

☆、Christmas gift

Qiu knew that there was such a passage in "Goblet of Fire", but secretly lamented the self-verification mechanism of the plot, and was not shocked like the rest of the people.

"He may be aware of our discovery of his secret, or he may just think that the Marauder's Map is a handy surveillance tool. It doesn't matter. The only thing that remains the same is to tell the principal as soon as possible." Served some fried rice, concluded.

The people around this long dining table are naturally the savior and his little friends, because last night's emergency