[HP] Reason is still chaotic

After Dumbledore placed Mr. Crouch in the medical wing, he went straight back to the principal's office.He fiddled with the white mist in the Pensieve, lost in thought.

Things started getting out of hand when Harry and Malfoy's spirits were affected during the Quidditch match last year, so that they were possessed by two spirits who had taught at Hogwarts.Dumbledore sighed. He, Severus, and even Mr. Malfoy had tried their best, but they couldn't find a way to expel the possessed spirit from the bodies of the two children.Dumbledore also visited Nick LeMay, who was about to end his life, during the summer vacation. The clues he got were the conclusion that the possessed wizard and the possessed wizard were related by blood. Saraslin did not harm the two children.But no one can guarantee how long this love for future generations will last.

What's more, Lucius Malfoy did not find any Malfoy who had taught at Hogwarts, and now he has begun to investigate all the families that have married Malfoy.And Dumbledore asked all the portraits of the headmaster, and none of the portraits had the impression of the names of Godry Lanffin and Saraslin. Now it can almost be confirmed that these are two fake names.

The chain reaction caused by this incident is that the relationship between Harry and Draco Malfoy has eased. Dumbledore recalled the second match before, and there was some smile and doubt in his eyes, but this relationship eased too quickly , as if in an instant from hostility to best friend.Draco Malfoy even tried to help Sirius recover his innocence, which made Lucius Malfoy return a lot of escrowed property.Dumbledore believed that a secret could bring people closer together, but he didn't feel that the relationship could last beyond three years of friendship in common adventures.As if Severus and Sirius had become good friends because of a secret, Dumbledore calmly made the kind of analogy that would scare most people.

Later in the Triwizard Tournament, Dumbledore returned to his desk and took out the note from the drawer that only he and Severus had read—the name of the fourth warrior spit out from the Goblet of Fire—ha libert.Severus has already confirmed that this is not Karkaroff's handwriting, combined with Crouch's words today, it can prove that there is still a person hidden in the school - someone who wants to use Harry through the Triwizard Tournament, People who belong to Voldemort's camp.

Dumbledore frowned tightly, thinking seriously: No matter what Voldemort wants to do, the next third game is the top priority.

Fawkes flew up to Dumbledore from his golden perch by the door, fluttering his long tail feathers and brushing lightly against Dumbledore's cheek.Dumbledore smiled. He stroked Fox's golden-red soft feathers with one hand, and opened the drawer with the other hand to take out the gift from the same person as Fox that he received at Christmas. Miss Greenwald has come for a cup of tea..."

Back at Gryffindor Tower, Harry told Ron and Hermione about the third game.He didn't say anything about Mr. Crouch, and Harry felt that Ron and Hermione shouldn't worry about what he already knew the truth about.

But Hermione asked sharply, "Then why did you come back so late?"

Harry thought for a while, and told about Krum's coming to find him.Hermione's face turned red immediately, she hurriedly bid farewell to the two, and went back to the dormitory.Ron looked at Hermione's back with a grumpy face, and started complaining again.Harry looked depressedly at Ron, who was still not enlightened by such stimulation, rolled his eyes, and went back to the dormitory to sleep.

Forget it, it's better to worry about being in love than worrying about Voldemort, right?Harry lay on the bed, thinking wryly.

While Ron and Hermione were going to the Arithmancy, Harry told Draco what had happened last night.

Draco heard Harry's wish to go to the Quidditch pitch again before the third game, and asked helplessly: "What are you thinking? You think the referees won't set up warning spells around the maze ?"

Harry blinked, and said hesitantly, "Probably not... Otherwise, why did Barty Crouch Jr. tamper with the trophy? He wasn't supposed to be in charge of this."

"But he is Moody now," Draco said. "As you said, Dumbledore didn't doubt him until the end. Even if he asked to check the trophy openly before, everyone would only think it was his caution." Personality is causing trouble. The Tri-Strong Cup was originally a portkey, but the arrival location was modified by him."

Harry struggled and said, "I'll just try..."

"Don't try it! If you are found out, Hogwarts will be humiliated." Draco sneered: "If you really want to know the layout inside, you might as well let Emmaise Gryffindor go Ask her cousin."

Having said that, Draco paused, and suddenly asked: "Have you had any nightmares recently?"

"No." Harry's eyes hesitated for a moment, "I recently started practicing Occlumency again."

Draco gave him a thoughtful look, "Especially with me?"

"Ahem!" Harry choked on his own saliva, and Draco smirked.

Harry glared at Draco, and sighed again, "Say, Mr. Crouch can still be cured?"

"Yes." Draco said lazily, "It's the Imperius Curse and not the Cruciatus Curse, isn't he about to break free already!"

"Actually, I didn't like him very much at first." Harry sighed, "He wronged Sirius, put his son in prison, and treated Winky like that... But, he is an upright person and shouldn't Just got killed by the Death Eaters."

"He brought out the Death Eater who killed him," Draco reminded.

Harry paced up and down the Requirement Room, saying, "I know! But..." Harry realized again that it was Voldemort who caused this... that he broke up these families and ruined so many lives...

Seeing Harry's troubled look, Draco summoned Winky.

With a "snap", Shining appeared in front of the two of them wearing a small dress that had been washed.Wondering how Draco had calmed Winky before, Harry wondered, she looked no different from the other house-elves at Hogwarts now.

Draco said bluntly, "Mr. Crouch is admitted to the hospital wing."

"Ah!" screamed Winky. "Is Mr. Crouch sick?! My poor Mr. Crouch, what is he going to do without Winky? He needs me, he needs my help!" Winky shook her head again. Buried in the skirt and cried.

Looks like it was just an illusion, Harry thought gloomily.

Draco stopped Harry who wanted to comfort Winky, and said coldly: "He's not sick, he's been cast with the Imperius Curse. Do you know who did it? Who can get Mr. Crouch's trust without any doubts?" The Imperius Curse was cast on the guard?"

"No, no... Winky can't say..." Winky's big brown eyes were filled with tears, "Winky wants to keep it a secret from Mr. Crouch."

"Are you covering up the person who hurt Mr. Crouch?" Draco asked aggressively, "Mr. Crouch came to Hogwarts in person yesterday and wanted to tell Dumbledore about it. But he still Before I could say it, I fell down and was sent to the medical wing, and I still haven't woken up!"

"Oh!" Winky screamed in pain, "Poor Mr. Crouch! He needs Winky! He needs Winky's care!"

"You can go to the hospital wing and see for yourself," said Draco, "and tell what Mr. Crouch wanted to tell Dumbledore last night but couldn't say!"

As soon as Draco finished speaking, there was a "snap", and Winky had disappeared from the Room of Requirement.

"You..." Harry looked at Draco, "does this work?"

"You don't know about house-elves, Harry." Draco said, "Even you, who didn't like Crouch before, can't help but feel pity after seeing him now, let alone someone who has taken care of him since he was a child." What about her house-elf? Her breakdown was enough to get Dumbledore's attention."

"I thought," said Harry with a smile in his eyes, "that you didn't want Professor Dumbledore to notice us!"

Draco's ears turned red, and he said angrily, "I'm just adding weight to the Malfoy family's surrender!"

"Yes." Harry nodded perfunctorily.

Draco pissed.

Entering June, the atmosphere in the castle became tense and excited again.Everyone is looking forward to the third competition.On the day of the game, the Gryffindor breakfast table was very lively.Professor McGonagall walked towards them along the Gryffindor table.

"Potter, the Warriors gathered in the meeting room next to the auditorium after breakfast." She said, "The relatives of the Warriors have been invited to watch the finals. You can meet."

Harry finished his breakfast quickly.He walked through the hall, opened the door and walked into the conference room.

Viktor Krum speaks fast Bulgarian to his dark-haired parents in the corner of the room.Fleur was chattering away with her mother in French.Sirius stood in front of the fireplace, waving eagerly at Harry, Remus stood aside, and Harry rushed towards the two with a smile on his face.

Harry walked around the castle with Sirius and Remus, listening to the two tell stories about their schoolday adventures, killing the whole day, and then returned to the Great Hall for dinner.Ludo Bagman and Cornelius Fudge sat down at the staff table.Bagman looked happy, but Fudge was sullen and said nothing.Harry had no sympathy for him at all, and the Minister of Magic, who only made up lies to cover up the facts, should have stepped down long ago.

Harry ate as much of his own dinner as he could, knowing he had a tough fight tonight.As the enchanted ceiling turned from blue to a dark purple twilight, Dumbledore stood up at the staff table and the crowd fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes I'm going to invite you all to the Quidditch pitch for the last event of the Triwizard Tournament. Now, brave men and Mr. Bagman, to the stadium."

Harry stood up, and the Hogwarts students applauded him, which made him somewhat relieved.He walked out of the auditorium with Fleur and Victor.

"Feeling all right, Harry?" Bagman asked as they descended the stone steps. "Confident?"

"Fine," said Harry curtly.

They entered the Quidditch pitch, surrounded by a twenty-foot hedge around the edge.There is a gap in front of them, that is the entrance to this great labyrinth, and there is a dark passage inside.

Five minutes later, people began to enter the stands.Hundreds of students filed into their seats, and the air was filled with excited voices and chaotic footsteps.The sky is now a clear dark blue and stars are starting to appear.The professors in charge of the patrol are also in place.

At this time Bagman pointed his wand to his throat and said "loud voice", so his magically amplified voice echoed in the stands, "Ladies and gentlemen, the final battle of the Triwizard Tournament The first competition is about to start! Let me report the current score! Harry Potter - 103 points, ranked first, Hogwarts school!" Applause and cheers startled the birds in the Forbidden Forest to gradually fly away. The darkened night sky. "Victor Krum - 94 points, No.2, Durmstrang College!" There was another burst of applause. "Fleur Delacour - 77 points, No.3, Beauxbaton College!"

"Now... Harry, listen to my whistle!" said Bagman.With a short whistle, Harry hurried into the maze.

Harry was advancing unimpeded in the maze. In order to achieve this situation, Barty Crouch Jr. probably spent a lot of effort.Harry twitched his lips sarcastically, he could feel someone spying in the dark, but he followed the guiding spell towards the trophy indifferently.

After much less time than last time, the golden trophy appeared in front of Harry. He reached out and grabbed the handle on the trophy, and suddenly felt as if the back of his belly button was pulled.His legs lifted off the ground and he flew forward amidst howling winds and swirling colors.