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Chapter 294 Crouch's follow-up observation
"The Crouch family is a pure-blood family with a very long history. Although they are thin in Barty's generation, their network of relationships in the magic world is still very extensive!"

Moody's voice was serious.

"Unlike other pure-blood families, when Barty Crouch was in power, he did not join the power of the mysterious people, and he clearly expressed his rejection of the Death Eaters. This gave him a high reputation in the magical world, Even if a scandal like his son broke out afterwards, the reputation of the Crouch family will still be made up for by his subsequent actions of killing relatives."

"In the Ministry of Magic, he is now being suppressed by Fudge. On the surface, he was transferred from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to the Department of International Magical Cooperation, but in fact the functions and supervisory powers of these two departments are much different. But this is strictly just Fudge’s suppression, he still has a high reputation in the Ministry.”

"This can be seen from the fact that Amelia Bones has not been able to control the executive department in her own hands since Amelia Bones took over his position. Scrimgeour and the others still only believe in his words .”

Moody's persuasion did not make Sherlock insist on his own ideas.

What he said is indeed correct, Crouch's strength is actually not that strong.

After all, not all wizards are more powerful as they get older. Years of worrying about government affairs make Crouch, a senior official of the Ministry of Magic, even worse than a random professor from Hogwarts.

But the strength is not strong, and the Crouch family and his own connections cannot be underestimated. Sherlock can't guarantee whether he will leave any hidden dangers after questioning the old man.

If it turns out that Crouch has no problem, and what he has done is publicized, then Sherlock is most likely to become a street mouse in the wizarding world, and even Dumbledore may not be able to keep him. reputation.

Moody's words were entirely for his consideration.

Sherlock sighed and said helplessly.

"Then we clearly know that he is suspected, why should we let him out of Hogwarts like this?"

After all, Moody is still experienced, he just thought for a while and came up with a solution.

"We can't keep an eye on him 24 hours a day, even if he is at Hogwarts all the time. But he is alone, and he will be in the Ministry of Magic for most of the day. During this time, we can Ask Kingsley and Tonks to help watch him, the two of them have light tasks recently and have a lot of spare time."

This is already the best way. Kingsley has rich experience, and Tonks is a disguise magus. The cooperation between the two of them is much better than Moody watching Crouch alone in the castle.

After discussing Crouch's matter, Moody left, and he had to go to the Ministry of Magic to contact Kingsley and Tonks.

On the other hand, when Harry returned to the Gryffindor lounge, he naturally received the warmest welcome from all the Gryffindor students.

George and Fred went to the kitchen to bring a bunch of food, and held a small banquet in the common room.

This banquet was much more comfortable for Harry than the night when he was elected a Hogwarts warrior.

They also asked Harry to open the golden egg in public, and everyone in Gryffindor would help him solve the puzzle of the second item.

But after the golden egg was opened, there was only a horrible scream. George and the others made a bunch of unreliable guesses, which obviously couldn't provide Harry with any help.

While Harry and the others were making a fuss, Hermione was more interested in the food that the Weasley twins got from the kitchen. She asked George where the kitchen was.

"It's very convenient. It's in the corridor at the entrance of the Hufflepuff lounge. There is a portrait of fruit hanging on the wall. You just need to scratch the pear on it, and a doorknob will appear to let you in."

When he said this, George suddenly became alert, and he looked Hermione up and down.

"Why are you asking this? Hermione, do you want to lead the house-elves to strike again? Are you going to give up those flyers and stuff and mobilize them to rebel?"

There was a burst of laughter from people around.

Hermione said calmly.

"I'm not so naive now, I just read too many theories in books, and I want to actually understand their lives and thoughts. Don't worry, even if I want to let the house-elves go on strike, the first person they want to knock down will definitely it's me."

Fred, who heard her say this, looked satisfied.

"You've grown up a lot, Hermione."

Hermione didn't take his compliment seriously, she stepped aside after learning the entrance to the kitchen, and didn't say anything more.

During the banquet, George and George also showed everyone their new prank props. Poor Neville was treated as an experimental product, and he accidentally ate a biscuit and was turned into a canary.

After all, the celebration was only short-lived, and the next day, they returned to the daily routine of class.

Hagrid was still teaching them how to breed those disgusting looking snails.

While Trelawney was still predicting Harry's misfortune and death all day long, Silke taught Hermione their poker divination in the arithmetic and divination class.

The defense class in the fourth grade is not very easy, because when they are in the fifth grade next year, they will take the wizard level exam, and the learning tasks Sherlock assigns to them are much heavier than those in the third grade.

But Hermione still took some time out to find Sherlock specifically.

Hot black tea and a plate full of cookies are the standard for Sherlock to receive students.

"I've read a lot of books during this time, Professor." Hermione said with a confused face, "Many of them are about social structure, and then the relationship between people, about class, and what kind of social relationship can be true if you study it. Achieving equality for all. There are all kinds of doctrines, anarchic, social, etc., but the more I read, the more I feel like I don’t understand anything.”

"Is there real equality in this world? If there is, why do some books say that as long as there are people, there will be class, and the existence of class is inequality?"

"If even humans cannot achieve true equality, what about other species? So is the ultimate goal of pursuing equality to eliminate class? How should class be eliminated among wizards? How should conflicts in the magic world be resolved? face?"

Hermione's series of questions made Sherlock look at her a lot weirder.

Compared to a normal 15-year-old girl, the things Hermione thinks about now are far, far ahead of her peers.

(End of this chapter)