Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Soon, the incident about Mr. Crouch should come to an end, and the last answer Dumbledore could give was to strengthen the management of the Hogwarts campus. At the request, a group of Aurors were transferred to Hogwarts to ensure the order and safety of the campus before the start of the third game.

Mrs. Maxime and Karkaroff finally reluctantly accepted this compromise, and what was even more puzzling was that even so, Mr. Crouch, as if he was guilty of a thief, still claimed that he was not sick and disappeared from people's sight.

At least among some insiders, this is the case.

"Oh! They are slanderers, there is no evidence, the principals of those two schools are trying to find an excuse to trip up Dumbledore!" Percy spoke loudly to his friends in the auditorium. Defends his immediate boss and source of power.

"I personally visited Mr. Crouch at his house. He was really weak in bed at the time. To be honest, if he was not for office, he would have gone to St Mungo's Hospital for recuperation."

"What's more, how could he have traveled all the way from his house to attack a player in the Triwizard Tournament? Is there any need for him to do this?" Percy shook his head, half-truth.

According to common sense, there is no problem with Percy's second half of the statement, because any criminal's criminal behavior needs a motive, but he told a small lie in the front for the authenticity of what he said.

He has never been to Crouch's house. As a relationship between his boss and his subordinate, it seems that the two are not close enough to invite him to his house. These are just his senseless vanity, as if this can make others higher. Look at him like.

The other students at the table nodded in agreement and followed suit. As Hogwarts students, they were also more inclined to think that this might be Durmstrang's conspiracy, maybe it was Krum and Krum. Karkaroff co-starred in a bitter plan.

Or Krum himself accidentally broke his head and remembered it wrong.

As for Percy chattering at one end of the long table, at the other end of the long table, the Gryffindor trio were also discussing in a low voice.

"Harry, this is a matter of suspicion and vigilance." Hermione handed the empty bowl back to the long table, shook her slender index finger, and said to Harry solemnly.

"I believe that one person has hallucinations, but it's impossible for two people to hallucinate, unless someone uses magic on you, which is even worse."

"Of course I believe you two won't lie, and the probability of you being hallucinated by magic is very low,

I'm sure Dumbledore could tell if you were sober. ' said Hermione firmly.

"I only trust Harry." Ron refused.

"Part of what Viktor said was not credible, I asked him individually. He said he didn't see the attacker's face because he was attacked by someone from behind, and in his opinion, there were only people behind him. Mr Crouch."

When he heard the first half of the sentence, Ron's face was a little ugly, and his attention went to Hermione and the Quidditch star alone.

"But we can't be sure, can we?" Hermione tapped on the table, her bright and intelligent eyes 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 suspect him?" Harry's face was ugly, the lightning bolt-shaped scar contorted with a frown.

"Of course, he is also suspicious, but the main point I want to express is not that he is suspicious, but that we can't limit our eyes to one place." Hermione said firmly.

Without the pesky Rita Skeeter, Hermione would have more energy and patience to analyze these things, and if she had followed the original trajectory, she would have been overwhelmed by Rita Skeeter's coverage and jealous of her. Schoolgirls will also retaliate against her.

So she had to spend her time fighting back against that nasty woman and didn't have time to pay attention to these things.

As for now, although she and Krum still have some lace news, it is limited to this, and it has not had a huge impact on her life.

"Let's go here now." Hermione glanced around and saw that the other students were all gone, "We have to go to lunch break," she paused her analysis temporarily, "It's Snape's afternoon. Potions class," she added.

"Longbottom! Please use your pig-like brain to memorize what I said!" It was time for class. There is a great situation.

This successfully made Snape swear at him, his sallow face full of irritable emotions.

At this moment, a bunch of thick flames jumped up from the crucible in front of him, constantly twisting his coquettish posture, and the fire was about to spread to the ceiling in a blink of an eye, constantly exuding scorching heat around him. High temperature waves.

The students around Neville all took a few steps back at this time. Neville's round face was sweating constantly, and his legs were shaking constantly, but he still wanted to do his best to save his own. Wrong, trying to cast a spell with a wand.

"Enough!" Snape snatched the wand he was about to cast, then waved it very quickly, and uttered a spell with very fast syllables that no one could distinguish. A faint blue light emerged from the flames. As soon as the center passed through, the fire died down, and the surrounding air dropped a few degrees in an instant.

"I will seriously consider suggesting to Dumbledore to ban Longbottom students from conducting Potions class experiments. This is for the safety of all students." Snape rudely threw Neville's wand on the ground. Then he quickly walked back to the podium, his dark eyes looked straight ahead, and he spoke in a grandiose manner.

Neville slowly picked up his wand, unable to see the expression on his face.

"Hermione! He's out of Veritaserum!" Harry stretched out his hand eagerly, showing something, and shouted at Hermione beside the seat.

He was visibly absent-minded, completely oblivious to what Snape was saying.

He heard a crisp sound of glass colliding just now, and his eyes looked in the direction of the sound. As soon as he bent down, he picked up a small crystal bottle on the ground. This should be Snape just rushed to Neville just now. fell out of the robe.

Harry remembered what the crystal bottle looked like the last time Snape threatened him.

Last time it was filled with clear and transparent medicine, but now it is empty.

Hermione seemed to be taken aback by the situation in front of her, and looked at the empty crystal bottle in Harry's hand.