[HP] Reason is still chaotic

Harry had been having a rough time lately, and Gryffindor's reaction to Draco's being his treasure had seriously surprised him, or Hogwarts as a whole.Every student whispered when they saw him, as if he was going to be one of those days when he wasn't welcome.Ron and Hermione were arguing non-stop again, about Krum's invitation to Hermione to go to Germany for the summer vacation, and about house elves, etc. They seemed to find a reason to quarrel about everything!Harry wondered irritably, why couldn't they just be together?

In Protection of Magical Creatures class, Hagrid talked about Sniff again.After class, Ron frowned and asked Harry, "Why didn't you tell me about the gold coins?"

"What gold coin?" Harry didn't realize it all at once.

"The gold coins I gave you at the World Cup," said Ron. "Those leprechaun gold coins I traded for my binoculars. In the top box. They disappeared, why didn't you tell me?"

Harry thought for a while before finally remembering the past, "I didn't know they were gone."

They went up the steps to the foyer and into the auditorium for lunch.

"It must feel good," Ron said suddenly, as they sat down to serve their roast beef and Yorkshire puddings. "There's so much money that I don't even know a bag of gold coins is gone."

"Come on, Ron!" Harry said impatiently, "I just shared a telescope with you, and you gave me your parents and brother!"

At Easter, Mrs. Weasley sent each of Harry, Ron and Hermione an Easter egg the size of a dragon's egg, filled with homemade taffy.What made Harry even more happy was that he also received an easter egg from Sirius this time, which was a circle bigger than the one sent by Mrs. Weasley, and it was stuffed with Duke of Bee candies.To Harry's surprise, he received an Easter egg from Narcissa Malfoy.He opened his mouth wide and looked at the Slytherin table, Draco raised an eyebrow at him reservedly.Harry licked his lips, and decided to send Sirius a letter in a moment, telling him not to forget to send Draco an egg.

In the last week of May, Professor McGonagall kept him after Transfiguration and said to him: "Potter, you go down to the Quidditch pitch at nine o'clock tonight, where Mr. Bagman is going to tell What's the third project for the Warriors."

At 08:30 in the evening, Harry broke up with Ron and Hermione in Gryffindor Tower and came downstairs.When he walked through the hall, he happened to see a white fox pacing proudly through the door.Looking at it, Harry suddenly thought of Draco for some reason, covered his mouth quickly, and walked out the door with a suppressed smile.

He walked down the pitch-black lawn towards the Quidditch pitch, and entered through a gap in the stands.Quidditch pitches are no longer flat and smooth.It seems that someone has built countless long low walls here, and these low walls are intricate, winding and extending in all directions.

"Hello!" shouted a cheerful voice.

Ludo Bagman stands in the middle of the court, next to Klum and Fleur.Harry stepped over the low walls towards them.

"Well, what do you think?" Bagman asked cheerfully as Harry climbed over the last low wall. "It's going well, isn't it? In another month, Hagrid will make them twenty feet high. I think you can probably guess what we're going to do here?"

"Maze," Krum said gruffly.

"That's right!" Bagman said. "It's a maze. The third item is very simple and clear. The Triwizard Tournament Cup is placed in the center of the maze, and whoever can touch it first will get full marks."

"We just have to go through the maze?" Fleur said.

"There's going to be a lot of obstacles," Bagman said cheerfully, hopping on tiptoe, "Hagrid's got a bunch of animals to offer... and some spells that have to be broken... and stuff like that, you know. Yes, the warrior with the leading score enters the maze first." Bagman smiled at Harry, "Mr. Obstacle abilities. Should be fun, shouldn't it?"

Harry nodded politely like the other warriors, and made up his mind to check in before the third match officially started.He had to make sure he was the first and only one to get the trophy, and Harry took a deep breath, this time he wouldn't make the mistake of sending someone else to Voldemort this time.

"Fine... If you have no questions, let's go back to the castle, shall we? It's kind of cold in here..."

Bagman hurried beside Harry as they all stepped across the ever-growing low wall.Harry felt that Bagman was about to offer to help him again, but at this moment, Krum patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Can I have a word with you?"

"Okay, no problem." Harry said, it's a pity Krum's love for Hermione.

"Come with me, okay?"

"Okay," said Harry happily.

Bagman looked a little distraught.

"I'll wait for you here, Harry, okay?"

"Oh, no, Mr Bagman," said Harry, suppressing a laugh, "I think I can find the castle myself, thanks."

Harry and Krum left the pitch together and walked into the forest.They came to a quiet clearing, Krum stopped in the shade of a tree, turned and looked at Harry.

"I want to know," he said grimly, "what's the matter with you and Her-mi-en."

"Nothing," Harry replied calmly. "We're friends. She's not my girlfriend, never was."

Krum looked at Harry suspiciously, "H-M-En talks about you a lot."

"We're best friends," Harry explained. "She's like a sister to me."

"You never...you never..."

"No." Harry said firmly.

Krum looked happier.He stared at Harry for a few seconds and said, "You're flying great. I watched the first project."

"Thanks," said Harry, smiling lightly, and it was a pleasure to get Krum's approval again. "I saw you at the Quidditch World Cup. Ronsky feinted, You really--"

Suddenly, there was unusual movement in the bushes behind Krum.Harry grabbed Krum's arm with his left hand, pulled him over, and quickly drew out his wand with his right hand, aiming at the bushes.

Barty Crouch suddenly stumbled out from behind a tall oak tree. He was in a state of disarray, with a gray and haggard face, muttering and gesticulating.

"Isn't he a referee?" Krum asked, staring at Mr. Crouch. "Isn't he from your Ministry of Magic?"

Harry nodded.He walked slowly towards Mr. Crouch.Mr. Crouch didn't look at him, but kept talking to a nearby tree.

"...Wetherby, after you've done this, send an owl to Dumbledore to confirm the number of students Durmstrang participated in the competition. Karkaroff sent a letter that there were twelve indivual……"

"Mr. Crouch?" said Harry carefully.

"...and then send an owl to Madame Maxime, who may also increase the number of students, since Karkaroff's number has increased to twelve...let's do it, Weatherby, okay? Okay? Okay…”

Mr. Crouch's eyes bulged.He stood there, staring straight at the tree, muttering silently.Then, he staggered a few steps to the side, and fell to his knees.

"Mr. Crouch?" Harry called out. "Are you all right?"

Crouch's eyeballs rolled upward.Harry turned to look at Krum.Krum also followed him into the bushes, looking down at Crouch in panic, "What's wrong with him?"

"Don't know," whispered Harry, "Listen, we'd better get him to the hospital wing as soon as possible!"

"Dumbledore!" gasped Mr. Crouch.He lunged forward, grabbed Harry by the robes, and pulled him closer to him, but his eyes were fixed directly on top of Harry's head. "I want to... see... Dumbledore..."

"Yes, Mr. Crouch," said Harry, "we'll take you to the hospital wing right away, where the Headmaster will see you."

"I did... a... stupid thing..." Crouch gasped.He looked utterly mad, his eyes bulging out and rolling, drool dripping down his chin. "You must... tell... Dumbledore!"

Mr. Crouch rolled his eyes and stared at Harry.

"Who are you...?" he whispered.

"I am Harry Potter," said Harry, who now understood very well what his name meant to those threatened by Voldemort.

Sure enough, Crouch's eyes became clearer again, "Are you Harry Potter?"

"Yes!" Harry replied firmly.He looked at Mr. Crouch with his most reassuring eyes.Crouch pulled him closer and said softly, "Dumbledore... a reminder..."

Harry leaned closer, but Crouch started talking to a tree again, seeming to forget Harry all at once.

Harry said to Krum: "We'll take him to the hospital wing now, give me a hand!"

Krum nodded hesitantly.Harry stood up, ready to help Crouch.But his movement seemed to irritate Mr. Crouch, causing him to change his posture suddenly, grab Harry's knees, and drag him to the ground again.

"Don't... leave... me!" he whispered, his eyeballs popping out again, "I... escaped... must be reminded... must be told... I want to see Dumbledore... it's all my fault... Blame me...Bertha...dead...blame me...my son...blame me...tell Dumbledore...Harry Potter...Dark Lord...get strong...Harry Potter... ..."

"Yes, Mr. Crouch!" said Harry loudly.He turned to look at Krum angrily. "Can you help me?"

Harry looked at Krum's trembling look and rolled his eyes.He couldn't put Mr. Crouch here with Krum, he'd bet Barty Crouch Jr. was watching.Harry gritted his teeth, drew out his wand and called out his stag Patronus, "Go and bring Headmaster Dumbledore here, immediately!"

Krum watched in surprise as the silver Patronus rushed into the castle, "You are really powerful." He said to Harry, "You have a physical Patronus, which is very difficult."

"I know." Harry forced a smile at him, looking anxiously at the gate of the castle.

After a while, Harry saw his Patronus leading Headmaster Dumbledore hurried over.

"Principal!" Harry said to Dumbledore who had already walked beside him, "Mr. Crouch is here to see you."

Seeing Crouch's appearance, Dumbledore said briefly: "Go, go to the medical wing. Mr. Krum, please go back first."

Dumbledore asked, "What did Mr. Crouch say, Harry?" as they sprinted across the courtyard.

"Said he wanted to remind you...that he had done something terrible...and mentioned his son...and Bertha Jorkins...and--and Voldemort...as if Voldemort had grown stronger It's..."

"Really?" said Dumbledore, picking up his pace, and soon they saw the doors of the hospital wing.

"He's behaving erratically," said Harry, walking briskly beside Dumbledore. "He doesn't seem to know where he is. He keeps talking, seems to think Percy Weasley is there, and then He suddenly changed and said he wanted to see you."

"Really? Do you know anyone else who saw Crouch?" Dumbledore asked alertly, taking bigger steps. He pushed open the door of the medical wing, "Bobby!"

"No more," said Harry, "Krum and I were talking, and Mr Bagman had just finished telling us about the third project, and we stayed behind, and then we saw Mr Crouch coming from the forest. out of the—”

"What's the matter, Albus? Oh, Merlin!" Madam Pomfrey looked at this scene in surprise after she came out of the office, "Mr. Crouch? What's wrong with him?"

"Delirious. I need your professional judgment. Harry, you go back to Gryffindor Tower." Dumbledore's tone was very firm. "Harry - I hope you stay there and don't move. Whatever you want to do Anything - like telling someone what happened today - can wait until tomorrow morning, you know what I mean?"

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