The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Now the small composition of Hermione and Cyrus, apart from certain "melon-eating eagles" and "melon-eating badgers", is that some witches are chasing after this "Bible".

But the important thing is that because of Rita's accountability, some wizards in the magic world were slightly 'awake'. At least, they began to think - why are study books so expensive?

Because these few words and phrases were hidden in the small essay, the "Daily Prophet" didn't see it at the first time, and Hermione had to admire Rita Skeeter's technique, as expected of an old reporter.

But what followed was the panic of the Ministry of Magic, but they couldn't take back all the newspapers, could they?

"Don't worry about this... Rita is much lighter this time than before." Professor Lupine from the Black Magic Office complained while teaching the two spells of Latin origin, "but the most anxious one should be Crouch. gentlemen"

"Does Mr. Bagman care about these things?" Hermione asked.

"He... he doesn't care about anything except sports..." Lupine greeted Moody who entered the door, "Crouch can't, he is the most prestigious member of the Ministry of Magic after Fudge. that person"

Yes, Crouch used to be the Director of the Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic. In those days, he was even hailed as the 'next Minister of Magic', but unfortunately...

Moody limped along and sat down abruptly, causing the wooden chair to creak. He had been staring at Karkaroff for the past few days, but he hadn't gained anything. Made of glass.

Tell him clearly: you can't see anything...

This made Professor Moody a little discouraged, but this discouragement was not enough for him to give up. It just distracted his attention a little and focused his extra eyes on Harry.

"Ah~ It's an old thing....It's because of his son Barty Crouch Jr. Barty was very tough back then and allowed Aurors to kill Death Eaters until his son was a Death Eater , was revealed"

Moody shook his head again and again, and continued: "You don't know his expression at that time... It's like a string in his brain has broken..."

"Then I understand very well." Cyrus glanced at Hermione, which reminded him of the second year, and it was also the first time he used the Force to completely deprive a creature of its life, almost without a complete state.

Snape who came after him could only stare blankly at the pile of coke...

Speaking of which... Snape's old bat, wouldn't it be because of this incident that he repeatedly targeted him?After all, the teeth and venom of the basilisk cannot be bought in the market, and they belong to the potion heirlooms.

"Tsk~ Listen carefully!" Hermione tapped his head lightly with her wand.

"However, he is too tough... There is one thing..." Lupine opened his mouth and said with some injustice, "If he supported the trial of Sirius back then, everything would not be so troublesome, back then. ..”

"But that's how it was in those years!" Moody also said helplessly, "If you don't be tougher, then you will be like the Malfoy family, who escaped through the trial in the end, and he personally sent his son to the dementors. ~"

As soon as I recalled that dark year, they always had the look of "good people will reveal their excellent character, and bad people will reveal their distorted nature", and no one seems to trace the source.

Undoubtedly, because of Crouch's emphasis on reputation, he paid extra attention to this incident, almost to the point where he would say to everyone he met: 'This is fake news... '

Of course, there is no such thing as 'compulsory education' in the wizarding world. All systems are below the historical level and below any criticism.

In the evening, Cyrus sat cross-legged on the rug opposite the fire, reading Hegel's Psalms, and he was thinking about the 'legend' Rita Skeeter.

"I'm wondering if Rita did it on purpose... Maybe the Daily Prophet shouldn't be our consideration." Hermione came out of the bathroom wearing plush slippers with cat heads.

She leaned lazily on the sofa, and put her feet on Cyrus' shoulders naturally.

It's like....he's her tripod...

"Two options, one is to start a weekly magazine ourselves...the other... Luna's father's "The Quibbler"" Cyrus suggested as he inserted the bookmark.

"But you don't seem to want to let 'Ms. Liar' go because she's amazing?" Hermione crossed her long legs around his neck, dragging Cyrus back.

"It is undeniable that she does have great abilities, doesn't she? We need to distinguish who is the enemy and who is the friend..."

What should I do to win Rita Skeeter next time I see her?money?Thought?Or... her self-proclaimed 'genius reporter' dream?This is something to consider.

When Hermione pulled out the stack of papers, Cyrus tried to get up and run, but got his head between her crossed legs and the nightgown was... smooth and smelled of soapy apricots.

Everything is stimulating him.

"No! Let me think about it...it's almost curfew!"

"Don't be in a hurry~ I'll tell you a little 'bedtime story', dear brother." Hermione moved his head and said with a smug smile, "How about it? Make sure you go back to sleep right away..."

A little eagle passing by, rubbing her eyes, came out of the bathroom, saw the scene in front of her, almost ran away with her face covered, she saw too much...

So, before Hermione and Cyrus could react, they fled back to the dormitory.

It wasn't until a while later that the Ravenclaw Eagle's smirk echoed in the corridor: "Hey~"

"'Miss Resourceful'! Can you put those things down!!" Cyrus couldn't imagine what kind of perseverance kept her interested in 'paper-cutting'.

But he was sure that Hermione would maintain this preference until the subject of Rita's description was transferred.

"Why? Let me appreciate the ambition of 'Mr. Perfect', okay?" Hermione's body slowly slumped as he struggled, and her posture seemed to be about to ride on his head.

"I have no ambition!!"

"You have~ let me see... Cyrus seems to be worried about his status... because his dragon is also taken under the command of the ambitious Hermione... Aha! Looks like she is scary to me It's a vengeful thing"

When Cyrus went back, he didn't know how to go. He stumbled into Headmaster Dumbledore in the stairwell, and was deducted another five points... This must be Hermione's intention!

He also forgot to take his scarf.

"Are you injured?" Principal Dumbledore looked at the red marks on his neck.

"Ah...ah? No...maybe it was touched..." Cyrus shrugged his shoulders, pulled up his collar, his eyes were dull as if he had been cast with the Imperius Curse, he murmured Say to yourself, "Why? Why do I see souls?"

It was almost a little bit of blood. Principal Dumbledore just turned his head in silence and continued to look for the toilet.

In fact, apart from ordinary low-level wizards, the most important thing deeply influenced by Rita is Snape. Confiscated.

Looking at that... stupid old woman in his opinion, deified the 'unnamed person' in the newspaper, curled her lips mockingly.

Since that time, his private storage room has never been touched again.

"Compound Potion...Karkaroff..." He whispered softly, as if he wanted to connect everything together, but Karkaroff had just left Snape's office, and he also Did not see any tricks.

Even Karkaroff's bottle is made of ordinary glass, and the wine inside can be seen at a glance.

Snape couldn't help paying attention to their whispering, even in class, he could often hear students talking about the 'unnamed man', always saying: "He must be a great man!"

Or: "If I had this kind of book earlier, my potion science wouldn't be so troublesome..."

At this time, his dear Slytherin student, Draco Malfoy will jump out and say: "If I ask you, he must be a coward! He won't even say his name... for fear of reprisals"

At this time, there will be a stupid lion of Gryffindor, retorting: "Yeah! Afraid of whose revenge? Is it your omnipotent father? Malfoy... that's all you can do"

Every time Snape recalled these things, dazed, numb and...

It was like a fisherman floating in a raging river... Although Cyrus and Hermione held out branches to him, he was still thinking about the other party's true intentions, which was a subconscious habit.

He didn't have Dumbledore's intelligence, but he could see the changes coming.

"interesting...."