"First of all, I would like to express my apologies to you, Malfoy, and I hope you can accept it." This is a well-dressed middle-aged man in a black suit. It's also a little blunt, and the beard is very neatly shaved, as if trimmed with a sliding rule.
The man was standing beside a thin-footed table covered with silverware, bowing slightly, speaking politely to Malfoy, who was also standing aside.
This is Dumbledore's office, a lot of silverware is randomly placed, smoking smoke, the portraits on the wall seem to be asleep, snoring evenly, without interjection, on the gilded perch behind the door , Dumbledore’s pet—Phoenix Fox is standing on it, staring at everything that happened in the house. The light is extremely smooth, and the color is amazing red and gold. And Dumbledore himself was sitting in front of his desk, with a long silver beard draped over the table, he was looking at a comic book drawn by Muggles with relish, showing a knowing smile from time to time.
"Recently, the Ministry of Magic has become very chaotic due to some reasons, so there is no time to reward you until now." The man continued. "We have applied for you this time for the Order of Merlin, Third Class, for your outstanding contributions to the Ministry of Magic and the wizarding society, to save the Ministry of Magic from continuing to be humiliated, and to maintain the stability of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. "
At this moment, the man stretched out his broad palm, ready to shake hands to show his friendliness. He said kindly, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Barty Crouch, and I am currently the Minister of International Magic Exchange and Cooperation.", Then Barty Crouch turned his hand and pointed to a middle-aged woman beside him, ready to start introducing. This woman was short in stature, wearing a pink coat, and looked like a big pale toad. She had a broad, slack face, with a large mouth drooping downward, and her eyes were large, round, and slightly protruding.
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy, I am Dolores Umbridge, the current Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic. I am a colleague of your father, and I am temporarily acting as Mr. Cornelius Fudge together with Mr. Barty Crouch. ministerial position." Umbridge answered in a deliberate, shrill voice before Barty Crouch finished speaking, and gave Malfoy a smile that he thought was kind.
No matter how you look at this smile, it makes people feel eerie.
Her domineering and arrogance are all aimed at some objects she can rape at will, and the boy in front of her is obviously not among them. His father Lucius is now a senior official of the Ministry of Magic, and Malfoy himself is also a member of the current newspaper. An excellent boy who is vigorously promoted on the Internet.
What's more, her ability to go one step further and become the acting minister is also somewhat related to the support of the boy's family, so no matter what, she will not offend the boy now.
"Actually, I think you can get a second-class medal. I heard that you just successfully exposed a werewolf hiding in Hogwarts? I am now less and less convinced that this school is the so-called safest place in the whole of Britain." Fugitives, traitors, werewolves, everything gets in there..." After a short flattery, Umbridge began to complain, like a broken faucet, and couldn't stop.
"Ahem." Dumbledore put down the comic book in his hand, coughed twice casually, and cast sharp eyes on Umbridge intentionally or unintentionally. After Umbridge and Dumbledore looked at each other, the woman felt something behind her. As soon as it was cold, he immediately fell silent, not daring to utter another word.
"Treating a fugitive is just a normal student's behavior. It's just that my luck may be a little bit better, so I succeeded. As for the werewolf problem mentioned just now, you can ask Professor Dumbledore later, at least In my eyes, Lupine is still a teacher now." Malfoy ignored Umbridge's slightly obsequious flattery, and directly pushed back, and at the same time said modestly to Crouch, and kept looking from Barty Crouch. Rauch swept across his face.
"Lucius has a good son." Barty Crouch suddenly appreciated such a sentence, and his expression suddenly became a little lonely, but it was only for a moment, and soon he adjusted back to that businesslike expression.
"He's a poor man too." Malfoy looked at Barty Crouch, caught the flash of loneliness on his face, and sighed in his heart.
A workaholic father, a psychologically distorted son, and a madly doting mother form an extremely deformed family relationship.
Everyone should pay for their own mistakes. Barty Crouch may have maintained his justice for the first half of his life, but in the end it was ruined by his son. He sacrificed his wife for his son, It is impossible to agree.
Even at that time his wife was extremely weak and could die at any time, even if his wife was voluntary.
But these cannot be his reasons for favoritism.
He also got his own retribution. The son he tried his best to protect finally committed the crime of killing his father with his own hands. How sad is this ending
"Student Malfoy?" Barty Crouch asked tentatively, because he found that Malfoy was a little distracted.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, and I'm a little distracted." Malfoy finally regained his composure, shook his head slightly, and let himself get into the mood as soon as possible, so as to leave a good impression in front of this man. A very necessary thing.
"Principal Dumbledore?" Barty Crouch called Dumbledore tentatively, and Dumbledore responded immediately.
"What's the matter, Mr. Crouch." Dumbledore said, helping his own half-moon glasses.
"I think that an outstanding young man like Malfoy should not only be rewarded by our Ministry of Magic, but Hogwarts should not ignore his contribution. Even if I am not in Hogwarts, I think so ’” Crouch said.
"Of course, I will award him a special contribution award at the end of the semester." Dumbledore nodded slightly, and then said with a smile, "Excellent students should get the rewards they deserve."
As Dumbledore said, he looked at Malfoy with a smile on the side, and the fingertips of his hands were together.
"Very well, then I think we can discuss the awarding process now..." Barty Crouch's style has always been like this, vigorous and decisive.