HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro felt helpless, but with a gentle smile on her face, "Yes, just ask, Mr. Scamander."

"Why did you come to this place?" Newt asked.

"I came with Mr. Diggory because he and the Warriors had to listen to the rules of the third event, so I chose to stay far away, and then I heard something strange in the grass."

Avro replied calmly, her eyes sincere.

Dumbledore stared at Aphra thoughtfully and said in a calm tone, "Can I check your memory? Miss Greengrass."

"I'm sorry, I can't." Avro shook her head like a rattle, "What's in my head...can't be played."

Cedric couldn't hold it back and coughed twice to hide his smile.

"Ha..." Luna couldn't hold it back and raised the corners of her mouth quietly. Newt gave her a helpless look and patted her back gently.

"Be serious," Newt whispered to Luna.

"Then who did you meet?" Luna made a face at Newt and then asked seriously.

"I have never seen this person in Hogwarts," Avro said seriously, "He is relatively tall, thin, and quite handsome."

"Wow." Luna said, and Newt held her hand.

Cedric also looked at Aphra, who touched her nose.

She frowned, looked at Aria's body, and pursed her lips. A living girl was so breathless.

Avro breathed out softly, her expression solemn.

Dumbledore stared at her for a while, and finally said to Newt: "Let's go take a look around. I believe Miss Greengrass."

What Dumbledore said...Aphrodite was a little unsure whether he meant it.

Cedric put his arm around her shoulders, and Avro pulled off Cedric's collar in front of everyone. Cedric blushed.

Avro saw the necklace hanging around Cedric's neck with satisfaction, and then withdrew her hand.

Luna & Newt:…

Cedric was a little panicked, but Aphra told her seriously, "Put the necklace on, and don't take it off."

She could resist Avada's Kedavra, so the necklace could too, but she didn't need to say it.

It turned out to be because of the necklace. Cedric breathed out, "Okay, I will."

The three old men had already left, and Harry, Cedric and Aphra stood there, speechless for a moment.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Cedric touched the broken hair on her forehead, while Harry folded his arms and watched.

"Boom-"

The three of them looked at the source of the sound.

A ragged man fell in front of the three of them, "I want to see...Dumbledore..."

Avro subconsciously pushed Harry next to her, "Let's go find Dumbledore!"

Harry nodded quickly and ran away, fearing that he would be a step too late.

Cedric held Aphra's hand and took a step forward, "Who are you? Why do you want to see Dumbledore?"

"I...I want to see Dumbledore..."

The man seemed to be mentally disturbed and just muttered to himself.

Avro tugged at Cedric and shook his head, "We are here to take care of him. Don't act rashly."

Cedric nodded and braced himself.

"My son is a 12-door O, he is my pride——"

Avro frowned, who is his son?

"This... seems to be Mr. Crouch?" Cedric identified it carefully and said uncertainly. His father had interacted with Mr. Crouch, so Cedric barely recognized him.

"Mr. Crouch?"

Avro remembered that Mr. Crouch was ill and had not appeared in the public eye for a long time.

"I'm sorry for him...I'm sorry for him..."

Avro and Cedric looked at each other, both of them confused.

Soon Dumbledore and Harry arrived, and the man was still lying on the ground, talking nonsense.

"Mr. Crouch?" Avro looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore frowned and nodded, "It's Mr. Crouch... I'll handle it, leave it to me."

"Can I know more about him?" Avro asked quickly. After all, this was Percy's boss. She wanted to know more about him so that she could tell Percy.

After all, in Mr. Crouch's state, Percy might be in trouble.

"I'm afraid……"

"I think this may have something to do with Aria, or maybe it has something to do with the forgetfulness curse before. I was at the scene both times. I'm afraid it has something to do with it. I still want to see it for myself."

To say there is a relationship, maybe it really does matter...but at the moment, it doesn't matter that much.

Dumbledore's eyes were piercing, and he finally nodded, "Of course, come on, Miss Greengrass."

"Thank you, sir." Avro glanced at Cedric, "Don't worry, I'll just take a look."

"Then, Mr. Potter, Mr. Diggory, please go back and rest tonight. Thank you for your hard work."

Cedric and Harry looked at each other, nodded, and walked back side by side.

Aphra walked to the principal's office with Dumbledore. Behind Dumbledore was Mr. Crouch. Crouch was floated in the air and walked towards the castle.

A corner that no one cares about.

Little Barty appeared behind the tree trunk, revealing the corners of his robe.

"Master, my identity is about to be discovered..."

There was another handsome young man, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was subtle, "Leave first, don't let anyone find you... I can't leave her too far, wait until I find the opportunity next time, the fireworks will be a signal, you can tell me more carefully." Some."

"Yes, Master!"

……

Principal's office,

Mr. Crouch was fed several bottles of potions by Snape and felt much better. He calmed down and sat in a chair.

Mr. Crouch had tears in his eyes, his clothes were ragged, his hair was messy, and he was as dirty as if he had crawled out of the dirt.

"The Moody in the school is fake. He is - Barty Crouch Jr.... my son." Mr. Crouch's voice became smaller and smaller, "He..."

Crouch Jr?

Avro frowned, didn't he die in Azkaban?

Dumbledore also had this question. He asked. Crouch sighed and said after a long time, "His mother, my seriously ill wife, asked me to replace her son before she passed away. I felt soft and agreed." .Originally, I planned to keep him under strict supervision, but during the Quidditch World Cup, he escaped—"

"Did he put the dark mark?" Avro asked.

"Yes." Mr. Crouch nodded.

Dumbledore looked at Snape, who nodded slightly, turned and walked out the door. He was now going to Moody's office to check on the situation.

In the principal's office, Crouch's statement continued, "He locked me up and pretended to be a professor at Hogwarts. I managed to escape and was almost recaptured by him, but he seemed to I was able to escape only after someone tripped my feet."

(My dears, the book has been taken off the shelves. Only the bookshelf is visible. I don’t know how many days it will take to recover. Anyway, I deleted the car and it is not open here. I will post it in the button skirt in the future. 55 2, is like .) (Nine digits)