Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"Reasoning?! It's ridiculous. I saw him die with my own eyes, right in front of me, but you are talking about reasoning with me here!" Sirius sighed and said in a heavy tone, "Ivan, you recently Maybe it's too much pressure, I think..."

"It wasn't him who died, it was his mother!" Ivan said loudly, "Just when you saw that visit, Barty Crouch replaced his son."

Chapter 379 Mad-Eye Moody

Ivan told this shocking fact, but seeing the expressions of Sirius and Mr. Weasley, he obviously didn't believe it.

"Barty helped his son escape from Azkaban?!" Mr. Weasley said in surprise, "How is this possible, he wouldn't do such a thing."

He looked at Ivan worriedly, then turned his head to look at Sirius.

Mr. Weasley had a panicked look on his face, not knowing what to do.

From the looks of it, he seemed to hope that both of them would shout Happy April Fool's Day to him together.

"Evan, I thought you understood Crouch's nature just now!" Sirius continued to try to persuade, "Believe me, he wouldn't even excuse his son at the Wizengamot trial, Not to mention breaking the law to help him escape from prison! Anything that threatens his reputation, he must put aside, he has no fatherly love at all."

"But you also said that Crouch is ruthless. If there is a way to rescue his son without being discovered, why doesn't he do it?!"

"It's Azkaban, the most heavily guarded wizard prison!" Sirius said impatiently, "You will know what it looks like after you go and see it. How could Crouch be guarded by thousands of dementors?" Now, bring a living man out of there?"

"Dementors have no eyes, they can't see around, they can only feel the breath of creatures, which is the main reason why you were able to escape successfully in the first place." Ivan said persistently, "Crouch just needs to play a little trick , you can fool those dementors."

"What trick?" Sirius pursued, frowning tightly.

"Compound potion!" Ai Wen said softly, "He used compound potion to make his wife look like a son, and the dementors couldn't see it, they could only smell a healthy person and a dying person coming in, Smelling a healthy person and a dying person leaving."

After Ivan finished speaking, neither Mr. Weasley nor Sirius spoke.

The expressions on their faces were extremely shocked, as if they wanted to find out the loopholes in this plan, but after thinking for a long time, they found that there was no way to refute Ivan.

"Is there any proof?" Sirius asked.

"No!" Ivan shook his head, he really has no evidence, "If you are willing to search Crouch's home, use Veritaserum on him or check his wife's grave, maybe there will be some gains. "

"Crazy, completely crazy!" said Mr. Weasley, "Anyone who dares to propose to do these things to the most powerful official in the Ministry of Magic will immediately go home or be sent to the hospital for examination. With all due respect, on the safe side, I think you should take a look, too."

"Okay, Arthur!" Sirius said heavily, "Ivan is just under too much pressure. If we are also cursed, we must be no better than him."

"But……"

"These are all your reasoning, a crazy reasoning!" Sirius said, looking at Ai Wen seriously, as if meeting him for the first time, "Ai Wen, if I didn't know you very well, I would definitely think that you were Voldemort's curse has knocked him out of his wits."

"We'd better not talk about it!" whispered Mr. Weasley. "Barty Crouch helped his son escape from prison. It's crazy enough to think about."

"But what I just said may indeed happen." Ivan said.

To be honest, he was a little frustrated.

I have no way to convince Sirius, Mr. Weasley and others that the positive image of Barty Crouch is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

To continue talking is just to make others doubt themselves.

Revealing these in advance is just asking for trouble, only time will tell.

Since it is impossible to contain everything in the bud, we can only find a way in the next semester.

Then things will be easier with the help of the Marauder's Map.

"What you said may indeed happen, but I still say that, you don't know Barty Crouch, he won't do this kind of thing, he must..."

"Don't let your guard down, anything is possible!"

At this moment, an old voice sounded from inside the oak door behind Ivan.

The door was opened, and Sirius dodged to block Aiwen behind him, pulled out his wand as quickly as possible, looked ahead vigilantly, and quickly put it down again.

Ai Wen poked his head out and saw a very old man standing at the door.

He leaned on a long cane and was wrapped in a black traveling cloak.

Seeing the other person's face, Ai Wen was taken aback, subconsciously took half a step back.

The face seemed to have been carved out of a piece of rotten wood, the carver had only a vague idea of ​​what a face looked like, and was not very good with a carving knife.Every inch of the skin on that face seemed to be scarred, the mouth was like a big crooked opening, and the place where the nose should be protruding was missing.

And the most frightening thing about this man is his eyes, one of his eyes is small, black, and shiny; the other eye is big, round like a coin, and has a bright bright blue.

The blue eye was constantly moving without blinking, turning up and down, side to side, completely independent of the normal eye.

Then, the blue eyeball rolled over and got into the man's head, only a big white eyeball could be seen.

Ivan was stunned by this strange appearance, and stared at the other side intently.

Almost instantly, he knew who this guy was, Mad-Eye Moody.

Moody looked at Ivan and Sirius, and walked over on crutches.

"Blake, I've seen your recent report, so you're not guilty!" He held out a hand, which was also scarred like his face.

"Yes, I'm exonerated!" Sirius shook his hand, and he moved closer.

"The tradition of your family is not very good. Although Dumbledore is willing to believe you, I think so!" He said bluntly, and turned his eyes to Ivan again.

"I'm sorry that I overheard your conversation. If you want to secretly speak ill of a senior official of the Ministry of Magic next time, you'd better not choose this kind of place."

His normal eyes stared at Ivan closely, and the blue eye kept turning around in the eye socket, "But I have to say, I heard a wonderful reasoning just now, it's very exciting, I've already I haven’t heard such reasoning for a long time!”

"Thank you!" Ivan replied subconsciously.

"Little guy, you have the potential to become an Auror, I'm so fond of you!" He reached into his travel cloak, took out a curved wine bottle, and took a long gulp.

When he raised his arm to drink, the cloak that was dragged on the ground was pulled up a few inches, and Aiwen saw a few inches of wooden carved prosthetic legs exposed underneath, with a claw-shaped foot underneath.

Chapter 380 Bertha Jorkins and Alvin's Plan

After a moment of silence, the atmosphere in the corridor was somewhat delicate, filled with a strong aroma of wine.

The wine Moody drank was very spicy and strong, and the smell was very unpleasant.

"I will pay attention to Barty Crouch!" Moody stuffed the jug back and said to Ivan, "Remember, always be vigilant and don't trust anyone."

He shook the black cloak on God's body, and walked towards the elevator.

He bent over, and the sound of the crutch falling heavily on the ground was heard far away.

Before his back completely disappeared, no one moved, and Aiwen could be sure that Moody was observing the three of them with that crazy fake eye.

Ivan didn't know how he was going to pay attention to Barty Crouch, but he just hoped that this would remind him not to be easily knocked down and locked up by Barty Crouch Jr.

"He has always been so crazy, I hope he doesn't do stupid things!" Mr. Weasley sighed and explained to Ivan, "He is Mad-Eye Moody, the best Auror in the history of the Ministry of Magic, Very strong, a master at catching dark wizards."

"Similarly, he is very suspicious, and he never trusts others." Sirius said in a low voice, "But he is trustworthy, he is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, it doesn't matter if he heard those words just now, otherwise we would have to Stop using the Oblivion Curse!"

"Since he retired, his paranoia has become stronger and stronger. He is wary of everyone. He always suspects that someone is attacking him, and even uses spells on Muggles. Our department has to follow him to solve the trouble." Wei Wei Mr Sly said.

"You can't blame him. He captured a lot of dark wizards when he was an Auror. He captured half of the prisoners in Azkaban. He offended a lot of people." Sirius said, "Those people want him He has to be more cautious."

"Yeah, yeah, you can't go wrong if you are careful, but we really shouldn't have unfounded suspicions..." Mr. Weasley glanced at Ivan pointedly, and said uneasily, "Okay, we It's been long enough to stand, let's go in and have a cup of tea."

No one mentioned Barty Crouch, as if nothing had happened.

They walked down a long corridor, rounded a corner, and passed through two heavy oak doors.

Entered a messy and noisy open area divided into many cubicles.

There was a lot of chatting and laughing, and it was very lively.

Messaging notes flew in and out of the cubicles like miniature rockets.

"This is the office of the Wizengamot Management Agency." Mr. Weasley said, stopping from time to time to greet other people and introduce Sirius and Ivan.

Following a cubicle, they passed through a second oak door.

The three of them walked into another hallway, turned left into another corridor, and turned right into a dimly lit, dilapidated corridor.

Finally came to the end of the corridor and could not go any further.

A door to the left was slightly ajar, revealing a broom closet, and the door to the right had a faded brass sign: Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division.

Mr. Weasley's office was dark and shabby, seemingly smaller than a broom closet.

Two desks were crammed into it, and a row of filing cabinets lined the walls all around them, almost overflowing.

On the top of the cupboard were packs of papers that were precariously piled up, and there was hardly room to move around the desk.

Judging from the little space available on the wall, Mr. Weasley's favorite things can be seen: a few car advertisements, one of which shows a disassembled engine; two illustrations of letter boxes , which he apparently cut out of a Muggle children's book; and a diagram of how to install a socket.

Mr. Weasley's in-basket was full, and at the top was an elderly toast, belching sullenly.

In addition, there are two empty leather gloves, which are twiddling with two thumbs.

Next to the in-basket were several family portraits of the Weasleys, including one they had taken in Egypt last year and which Ron had shown everyone.But the mouse that Peter Pettigrew turned into has disappeared from above, and it should have been erased by magic.

"There are no windows here," said Mr. Weasley apologetically. "We asked for it, but they don't seem to think we need it. Sit down and I'll get you some water."

Ivan and Sirius barely squeezed into the two chairs next to the desk. It can be seen from the office environment that Mr. Weasley's department is not taken seriously.

"You can write to your parents here, and I'll get an owl to mail it for you." Mr. Weasley came over with two cups of tea.

He conveniently took out a few blank parchments from the receipt blue and handed them to Ivan, and several report-style pieces of paper fell out along the way.

Ivan read: The toilet sewage backflush incident at Wimbledon was reported to have been investigated and it was found that...

"The sewage from the toilet flushes back?"

"Anti-Muggle pranksters did it," said Mr. Weasley, frowning. "This is the first time this has happened, and it is of a very bad nature. When the Muggles flush the toilet, not only does the dirt not disappear, but... eh, Picture it yourself. Poor people keep calling pipe people, I think they say, you know, the guys who fix pipes and stuff."

"Plumber?"

"Yeah, that's it, but of course they can't do anything about it. I just hope we catch whoever does it."

"Won't the Aurors go after them?"

"Oh, no, this kind of trivial matter does not require Aurors to dispatch, ordinary magic law enforcement scouting teams can deal with it."

"This report is about Bertha Jorkins, what did she do?!" Sirius said with interest, picking up a report, "The prickly pear plant she bought from the Muggle shop is growing crazy , and grow a huge mouth to attack people, there are two Muggle witnesses..."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Ivan's mind, isn't Bertha Jorkins the woman in Barty Crouch's department? !

She discovered the truth of the whole incident in the original book, and Crouch used the Oblivion Curse.

Then, she rashly ran to the Albanian forest for vacation.

During the busiest time of the Ministry of Magic, he disappeared for several months and was actually captured by Voldemort.

Voldemort cracked Crouch's Forgetting Curse, and learned a lot of information from her, including the news that his most loyal servant, Barty Crouch Jr., was still alive. He rescued her, and then planned an attack on the Goblet of Fire A series of conspiracies, successfully returned.

As long as you find her, you can prove in advance that what you said is true.

At that time, they will have enough evidence to reveal Barty Crouch's true face to the world and recapture Barty Crouch Jr.

Ivan thought excitedly, thinking this was an opportunity.

After persuading Sirius and Mr. Weasley to fail, Ivan has been thinking about it.

He looked at the circular snake ring on his wrist, not sure if he was Voldemort's chosen one.

Believe it or not, he was determined to take a more proactive approach to stopping Voldemort just in case.

Aiwen has a brand new idea, why must he follow the original book? After the appearance of the secret treasure of the Big Four and the terrifying evil god, the world has long been changed beyond recognition, perhaps because of the reason he traveled through, the bigger Evil is approaching.

Before that, he had to find a way to deal with Voldemort.

He knows the location of all Horcruxes and can destroy them one by one as long as there is enough time.

Try to delay Voldemort's return as much as possible, and when all the Horcruxes are destroyed, he will have nothing to fear.

At that time, as the prophecy said, with my own help, I won't gain power that ordinary people can't imagine.

Ai Wen planned this, but will everything really go as smoothly as he thought? !

Chapter 381 The Legend of Azkaban and Slytherin

Ivan wrote letters to his parents while listening to Mr. Weasley chatting with Sirius.

"I still remember Jorkins, at Hogwarts, she was two years above me." Sirius recalled, "a silly guy, very nosy, but no brains, no brains at all, It's a terrible combination of those two!"

"It's really nerve-wracking, she used to work with me for a while!" Mr. Weasley said, frowning, "She's not a bad person, but she's not helpful at all, as the report says Same, causing more trouble than doing anything.”

"Which department is she in now?" Sirius asked.

"Before, I had been working in the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department for many years, and then I didn't know why, and suddenly I was caught by Batty..."