[hp] Mr. Lion and Miss Griffin

But the good sleep didn't last for a while. I heard the noise. Harry next to me had already sat up. George held my hand and turned his head to look out. He turned around immediately when he felt me ​​move. Look at me.

"What's wrong?" I narrowed my eyes and looked outside.

Fudge strode in, followed by my aunt and Professor Snape, what were they arguing about, my brain that just woke up from sleep couldn't handle these things for me well, I could barely hear what they said It's English!Then Albus walked in again, looking at Fudge sternly.

Oh, he's accusing him of disturbing us, I understand that, and I feel the same way.

Then I listened to the entire incomprehensible dialogue.

Fudge firmly opposed what Albus and Harry said about Voldemort's return, and he sent a dementor to give Barty Crouch Jr.—I think this is the real identity of the fake Moody—a kiss, He was dropped, and no one could tell what the Death Eaters were planning.

Even Professor Snape lifted up his sleeve to show him the squirming Dark Mark, Fudge stubbornly refused to believe it, he looked up at Albus, and whispered: "I don't know what tricks you and your people are playing, Deng But I've heard enough, Bumbledore. I don't want to say anything more. I'll be in touch with you tomorrow, Dumbledore, to discuss the way this school is run. I must go back to the Ministry."

"An interesting dispute, Mr. Fudge. I will tell my mother the truth of everything I heard today." This was Aurora speaking.

"Who are you, little girl, you'd better not talk nonsense." Fudge narrowed his little eyes.

"Carritan Rockefeller, maybe you've heard of her name? That's my mother?" Fudge's face changed suddenly, and he unconsciously showed some flattery, "So it's Miss Rockefeller..."

"My last name is Baker."

"Okay...Okay, then Miss Baker, please don't trust these people's nonsense...Our British Ministry of Magic is very decent...We will definitely maintain the cooperation between our two countries, as you can see, the British The wizarding world is extremely safe."

"I saw that when the notorious Dark Lord reappeared, the minister who should make a difference chose to push away their most beneficial helper without hesitation." Fudge's face was almost green.

"I'm not trying to criticize anything, but I want to tell you that if the British Ministry of Magic is determined to unite the people and resist evil together, we American wizards will definitely lend a helping hand, and we will cooperate very well. I think In the name of the Rockefeller family, we make a promise to you, and we will do our best to help you." Aurora tried to convince Fudge, she looked very dignified at the moment, Fudge staggered back a bit, I noticed that Sirius used A very complicated, new look at Aurora, as if he had never known her.Not surprising, even I have never seen her like this.

But Fudge is still as stubborn as a giant's teething stone, "You are confused, miss, you are blinded by these people, I will explain to your mother myself, I should go." He stopped, turned, strode across the room, and stopped by Harry's bed. "You won the prize," he said curtly, pulling out a large bag of gold coins from his pocket and tossing them on Harry's bedside table. "A thousand Galleons. Divide among yourselves. There should have been an award ceremony." , but in the present case..."

He turned and left, Aurora was a little discouraged, "You can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, don't be depressed, Laura, come to me." I held out my hand to her, and everyone knew that I was awake.

"Evie is right, Miss Baker, thank you for your hard work for us." Albus nodded at her.

"I did nothing...but my word stands, and Rockefeller will stand behind you."

Albus smiled relievedly, and he started to arrange work for everyone, we all knew the sky was about to change.

Albus hoped that Sirius and Professor Snape could shake hands and make peace, both of them looked terrible. "In the short term," said Dumbledore, with a hint of impatience in his tone, "I will be content as long as you are not openly hostile to each other. You may as well shake hands. You are now on the same side. Time is short and we are a minority." The few who know the truth must unite, or there is no hope for us all." Sirius and Snape stepped forward very slowly, and shook hands, but they still stared at each other viciously, as if Hope the other party encounters bad luck.They let go quickly.

Aurora held back her laughter, this little girl who gloated at other people's misfortune.

-

The day before the holiday, we came to the auditorium, and everyone glanced at Harry with subtle eyes. Cedric hadn't woken up yet, but it was said that he had moved, which was rare good news.

"It's another year," said Albus, looking at them all. "It's over. I have a lot to say to you all tonight, but first I must say with great pain that a very good man has been greatly affected. Hurt, he should have been sitting here," he pointed to his fellow Hufflepuffs, "and enjoy this dinner with us. I hope everyone will stand up and raise a glass to Cedric Diggory." Everyone stood up one after another, and there was a sound of benches moving in the auditorium.They all raised their goblets and said in one low, deep voice, "Cedric Diggory."

"Cedric Diggory." I raised my glass too, and Cho wept silently beside us.

Albus talked to me after I was discharged from the hospital, and he kindly called me into his office and asked me how I found out that something was wrong and stopped Moody.

I honestly told him all about it and told him I'm sorry I didn't find this out sooner.

"You don't need to apologize for this at all, honey, I've been with Moody for so long, I didn't even recognize that he was pretending, should I also repent."

"No, it's just that he's too insidious..."

"That's right, my Evie, it's not your fault. What happened to Cedric is very sad, but it's not your fault. It's the insidious, evil people who cast the curse. We all have to Thanks for stopping Moody just in time - we should be calling him Crouch now - otherwise we don't know what will happen to Harry." I have to say, I did learn from this incident, but his The consolation made me feel a little bit better.

"Go back, my boy." I smiled at him, ready to leave, "Evie." He stopped me again. "I'm so happy to see you grow up like this."

—I pulled away from the memory, Albus was still talking on it,

"Cedric exemplifies all the qualities that are characteristic of Hufflepuff House," continued Dumbledore. "He was a kind and loyal friend, a hardworking student, and he valued fair play. What happened to him made You've all been shocked, whether you know him or not. So I think you have a right to know what's going on." We looked up at him. "Cedric Diggory was hurt by Voldemort and they were going to kill him."

The crowd boiled instantly, and everyone stared at Albus in horror and disbelief.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't want me to tell you this," continued Dumbledore. "Some of the parents of some of my classmates might be shocked by what I did - either because they couldn't believe that Voldemort had really returned, or because they thought I shouldn't be telling you this because you are young. However I believe it is always better to tell the truth than to lie if we try to make what happened to Cedric an accident or blame him It's an insult to his image."

"I believe - I really hope I'm mistaken - that dark and difficult times are ahead for us all. Some of you in the Great Hall have been directly victimized by Voldemort's poison. Many of your families have been torn apart A classmate among us nearly lost his life a week ago." I noticed that Aurora squeezed her wine glass tightly and Choya tightly covered her mouth to keep her cries from leaking out.

"Remember Cedric. When you have to choose between the right way and the short way, please don't forget a just, kind, brave boy who suffered such a tragic fate because of his unexpected encounter with Voldemort. Always remember Cedric Diggory."

We packed up, and since my arm wasn't quite healed, Aurora would do it for me, and she'd take me to my aunt's office, and we'd go straight back from there.

"We will meet again soon." She said to me mysteriously, I still don't know what she means, but I look forward to our meeting.

The author has something to say:

Help, twisted my neck, I can't turn right now, hopeless