"Mr. Crouch?" Percy said, standing up from his seat, in surprise.
It's just that this middle-aged man has lost his former vigor at this time, as if he has entered his twilight years ahead of schedule, his jet-black hair is now almost white, and the wrinkles and spots on his face all reflect his old age.
He came out of the meeting room on the left side of the auditorium, wearing a black suit and looking tired.
"Oh, Weatherby." He grunted, then coughed a few times, ignoring Percy's cry, and came up behind Dumbledore.
Dumbledore stood up, patted Crouch on the shoulder comfortingly, and said a few words in a low voice.
"This is really rude." Percy said angrily, he felt that the behavior of the two of them was a bit inappropriate.
The awards ceremony has begun, and this time the host is no longer Ludo Bagman, according to him, he has some very urgent and important things to deal with.
Perhaps to avoid gambling debts? This is unknown to everyone.
This task was taken over by Dumbledore, and the old man's thick voice resounded throughout the auditorium.
"The Triwizard Tournament that lasted for more than half a year came to an end not long ago. I believe that all the guests from other schools or our Hogwarts students must have had a lot of fun during it. We gave one fantastic game after another.”
At this time, the four warriors have already stood in an open space in front of the guest of honor, ready to go on stage to receive the award at any time
At this time, the audience burst into warm applause, and several warriors nodded to the audience from time to time.
As the award ceremony, the parents of several warriors were also invited as guests, but they were not with the warriors at the dinner just now.
They sat at another table and enjoyed their dinner.
"However...Under this unprecedented event, an extremely unacceptable thing happened behind the scenes." Dumbledore's voice suddenly became low, no longer the high tone before.
Those blue eyes scanned back and forth in the auditorium, extremely majestic.
"Listen, listen quickly, Minerva, I guessed it, this is definitely what I said is ominous!" Professor Tenelawney said excitedly.
Professor McGonagall squinted at her, and then showed an unfriendly smile: "I thought you were used to our principal's "bad habit" of joking."
The next moment, Professor McGonagall's smile froze on his face.
"Voldemort is back." The old man's words echoed in the auditorium.
Most of them heard the name Voldemort first, and trembled in unison due to fear, and then the expressions on their faces became numb, as if they didn't hear what Dumbledore said later.
What does the Goblet of Fire have to do with Voldemort? Could it be that he has participated in this kind of competition before
They thought about it unconsciously, and didn't hear the second half of Dumbledore's sentence at all.
A small number of conscious students and faculty members looked at Dumbledore in horror at this time, obviously unable to believe this fact.
Several warriors also had different expressions. Harry breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was relaxing that he no longer had to keep a secret. Krum, like most people, did not realize what kind of information Dumbledore said. , still a little confused.
As for Malfoy, he gently closed his eyelids, as if Dumbledore had just told a not-so-funny joke.
Furong, on the other hand, was completely caught in a tangled mood, her slender fingers were tightly closed, and she looked at the boy not far away who seemed to know nothing, as if she had made up her mind.
"Seeing is not necessarily believing. In addition to the extraordinary ingenuity, sometimes we can also listen to our hearts and make some decisions." A girl's words suddenly jumped out of her mind.
The girl who "robbed" her intended dance partner.
After that unpleasant incident, Fleur spent many days relaxing in various places in Hogwarts. She felt that the only way to ease her state of mind that was close to "resentment" was to aimlessly 's walking.
Then I often found that the girl named Luna appeared in various unexpected places.
At first she thought it was some kind of demonstration by the girl, but later she realized it was just a coincidence.
Luna can always get together with some weird creatures, these creatures seem to be very close to this girl, even though they look fierce, they unconsciously become tame under her touch.
When the two met in private for the last time, Luna approached her actively and started chatting with her.
Fu Rong didn't know why the girl said such a sentence to her suddenly, but she was willing to believe that it was her enlightenment.
She felt the kindness from that girl.
"Do I really have to listen to my intuition?" Fu Rong asked herself, she slowly closed her eyes and began to think.
"Voldemort is back." The old man's voice resounded through the auditorium again.
This time, even the most unresponsive person knew what Dumbledore was saying.
Immediately afterwards, there was a tense murmur from the audience.
"Sorry." At this time, Dumbledore had quietly walked off the stage, and the person on stage was replaced by Barty Crouch.
He bowed heavily to everyone.
"I'm sorry!" he said in a mournful voice.
"I have not performed my duties as a Ministry of Magic official," Crouch continued.
Percy's expression was wonderful, he didn't know why Mr. Crouch would suddenly apologize to everyone, he seemed a little at a loss, looked around, but found that no one was paying attention to him at all.
"Soon I will resign and accept my due trial. As for the mistakes I made, I will confess to everyone today."
"The older professors here must have experienced that terrifying time. Fortunately, that person fell down, and then many Death Eaters were liquidated. If you still have the impression, you may remember, my useless My son is also one of them." He said slowly.
"At that time, I tried my best to show an unselfish spirit. Of course, this did not help my political future. At that time, I was a strong contender for the next Minister of Magic. I thought that the impact of this incident would also make me lose my competitiveness. , and finally became the director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department."
"My selfishness made things go to an irreversible situation." The tone of the middle-aged man became more and more gloomy, and the audience in the audience looked at the scene in disbelief.
"I rescued my son." Crouch said an amazing fact plainly.
Many people in the audience began to whisper.
"Impossible! No one can escape from Azkaban!" A student stood up and said, only to realize that there was an exception a year ago, and sat down blushing.
"Yeah, almost no one can escape from Azkaban." Crouch glanced in that direction and nodded.
"It will cost you a lot to hide from the dementors." Crouch's eyes began to turn red, as if he had fallen into a state of extreme remorse.