Not long after, the incident concerning Mr. Crouch should come to an end. The last answer Dumbledore can give is to strengthen the management of the Hogwarts campus. At the request, a group of Aurors were dispatched to Hogwarts to ensure the order and safety of the campus before the start of the third match.
Mrs. Maxim and Karkaroff reluctantly accepted the compromise in the end, and what is even more puzzling is that even so, Mr. Crouch still pretended to be ill and disappeared from people's sight as if he had a guilty conscience.
At least among some insiders, this is the case.
"Oh! They are slandering, there is no evidence, the principals of the two schools are trying to find an excuse to trip Dumbledore!" Percy was talking loudly with his friends in the auditorium. Defending his immediate boss and source of power.
"I personally visited Mr. Crouch at his home. He was really weak and lying in bed at the time. To be honest, if he hadn't been working, he would have gone to St. Mungo's Hospital for recuperation."
"What's more, how could he come all the way from his home just to attack a Triwizard Tournament player? Why should he do that?" Percy shook his head, half-truthfully.
According to common sense, there is no problem with the second half of Percy's statement, because any criminal's criminal behavior needs a motive, but he lied a little lie earlier in order to make what he said true and credible.
He has never been to Crouch's house. As the relationship between the superior and the subordinate, it seems that the two are not close enough to invite him to be a guest at home. As if looking at him.
The other students at the table nodded approvingly, and followed suit. As Hogwarts students, they were also more inclined to think that this was Durmstrang's conspiracy, maybe it was Krum and Karkaroff co-starred in a bitter trick.
Or Krum himself accidentally broke his head and misremembered.
As for Percy chattering at one end of the long table, at the other end of the long table, the trio of Gryffindors were also discussing quietly.
"Harry, this is something worthy of suspicion and vigilance." Hermione handed the empty bowl back to the long table, shook her slender index finger, and said to Harry seriously.
"I believe that one person has hallucinations, but it is impossible for two people to have hallucinations, unless someone uses magic on you, which is even worse."
"Of course I believe that the two of you will not lie, and the probability of you being hallucinated by magic is also very low. I believe Dumbledore must have seen whether you were awake at the time." Hermione said firmly.
"I only trust Harry." Ron objected.
"Parts of Viktor's words were not credible. I asked him alone. He said he didn't see the attacker's face because he was attacked by someone from behind. In his opinion, there was only Mr Crouch."
When he heard the first half of the sentence, Ron's face was a little ugly, and his focus went to Hermione and the Quidditch star alone again.
"But we can't be sure, can we?" Hermione knocked on the table, her intelligent eyes were frighteningly bright.
"The culprit may be someone else. After you left, maybe someone else appeared at the scene, for example?"
"You mean...Professor Moody, you doubt him?" Harry's face was a little ugly, and the lightning-shaped scar was distorted by frowning.
"Of course, he is also suspected, but the main point I want to express is not that he is suspected, but that we can't limit our eyes to one place." Hermione said convincingly.
Without the annoying Rita Skeeter, Hermione has more energy and patience to analyze these things. If the original track is followed, she will be burnt out by Rita Skeeter's reports and jealous of her The female students will also retaliate against her.
So she had to spend all her time fighting back against that annoying woman, and didn't have time to pay attention to these things.
As for now, although there are still some lace news about her and Krum, it is limited to this and has not had a huge impact on her life.
"Let's get here now." Hermione glanced around and found that the other students had all left in a hurry, "We have to go to lunch break," she temporarily stopped her analysis, "Snape's afternoon Potions class," she added.
"Longbottom! Please use your pig-like brain to remember what I said!" In a blink of an eye, it was time for class. After Snape explained the operation method and let the students of the two houses practice, Neville's desk A great situation has arisen.
This succeeded in getting Snape to speak ill of him, his sallow face full of violent emotions.
At this time, a thick flame burst out of the cauldron in front of him, and he kept twisting his coquettish figure. In a blink of an eye, the fire was about to spread to the ceiling, and it continuously emitted scorching flames towards the surroundings. Hot air waves.
The students staying around Neville all took a few steps back at this moment. Neville's round face was sweating constantly, and his legs were trembling constantly, but he still wanted to try his best to restore his Wrong, trying to cast a spell with a wand.
"Enough!" Snape snatched the wand he was about to cast with a snap of his hand, then swung it very quickly, and said a spell in a syllable that everyone couldn't distinguish, and a faint blue light burst from the flames. As soon as the center passed through, the fire died down immediately, and the surrounding air dropped several degrees in an instant.
"I will seriously consider suggesting to Dumbledore that Longbottom should be banned from conducting potions experiments. This is for the safety of all the students." Snape roughly threw Neville's wand to the ground. Then he walked quickly back to the podium, looking straight ahead with his dark eyes, and said grandly.
Neville picked up his wand slowly, with no clear expression on his face.
"Hermione! He's out of veritaserum!" Harry eagerly stretched out his hand, showing something, and shouted at Hermione who was seated beside him.
He was obviously in a state of absent-mindedness, and he didn't hear what Snape was saying at all.
He heard a crisp sound of glass colliding just now, and looked in the direction of the sound, bent down, and picked up a small crystal bottle on the ground, which should be Snape who rushed to Neville just now It fell out of the robe.
Harry remembered the crystal vial, the one Snape had used to threaten him the last time.
It was filled with clear and transparent medicine last time, but now it is empty.
Hermione also seemed taken aback by the situation in front of her, and stared blankly at the crystal bottle in Harry's hand, which was empty.