[HP] Tsundere from afar

One person died the next day, the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Barty.Crouch.

After I heard the news, I looked at the little Barty who killed his father, that is, the fake Moody who is now pretending to be serious.I feel like my healthy and pollution-free life like Hufflepuff is coming to an end, and the current plot is really going to die, and there is no way I can stop it, which makes me very sad.

I bid farewell to Hannah after Potions class and they stayed alone, even letting Draco go as far as he could.

"Why did you stay like a fool, Ruth?" Professor Snape raised his head, and I saw him looking down at me with his nostrils.

"Professor Moody is not himself, is he, sir?" I asked cautiously, and seeing Professor Snape's serious expression made me more sure that they already knew about it, because I This clue was revealed to them before.

"Why didn't the school take measures?" I looked at Professor Snape: "It makes us not safe at all."

"You're safe at school, forget what you said just now." Snape interrupted me suddenly, and he told me word for word: "I didn't even pursue you for stealing the professor's things, Miss Ruth."

He pointed to the materials room with his wand, and raised his eyebrows at me coldly.

"And Mr. Crouch, he's dead."

"The school will protect you, now!" Professor Snape yelled at me sternly, pointing to the door of the Potions classroom.

"Maybe he will hurt more people, or have some kind of conspiracy!" I yelled directly at Professor Snape.

Because this professor has always been threatening in his words, but full of warmth in his heart. He deducted points from me, gave me bad grades, and occasionally let me go, but he never spoke to me so harshly.

I was the real Hufflepuff in this moment, and I cried in terror.Then he froze suddenly, and stretched out the hand that was still holding the wand, but I didn't see Professor Snape's expression, and ran out of the Potions classroom in panic.

Nougat Draco was waiting at the door, I wiped my nose and tears on the handkerchief he handed me, and he looked at me helplessly.

"What did the dean say to you, did he scold you?"

But sometimes my boyfriend's comfort will make my crying more violent.

After I saw Hannah and the others with walnut eyes that day, Hannah and the others thought that Draco and I had broken up.

"Stop making trouble, is it really swollen?" I covered my eyes and asked them.

"Then give me a detumescence to stop the bleeding."

Hermione reluctantly gave me a swelling and bleeding stopper.

"I don't feel right lately," Harry told us, looking a little pale.

"Don't you also want a swelling and bleeding stopper?" I touched Harry kindly.

"No, it's not this, Eve, stop joking now." Harry interrupted me suddenly, he pushed his glasses, his emerald eyes showed a little restlessness.

"There's a game the day after tomorrow, what's the matter with you, Harry?" Ron put his arm around Harry's shoulders.

"Do you remember..." Harry looked at us, and he told us about the dream about Wormtail, Voldemort, and an unknown man.

"Today, I saw the man in the Pensieve in Dumbledore's office. He is Barty Crouch Jr. He was a former Death Eater and entered Azkaban." Harry frowned. brow. "I was a little nervous, it looked very different, but Dumbledore told me not to think about it."

"Harry, that was just a dream, the most important thing for you now is the competition." Hermione held Harry's hand, she comforted.

Yes, the most important thing for Harry now is to die.

I was very anxious, but I didn't know how to change it.At this moment, I am about to pervert in silence!

Can I knock Harry out?Or stun Cedric?Or to steal the Goblet of Fire?

Eve, calm down... You should knock yourself out.

I heard that the heroines of the time-travel novels are full of energy and are not afraid of fame and fortune, calm thinking, decisive and intelligent strong women, but when it's my turn, I start to make up nonsense in my head and even tremble.

Because I was dragged to the headmaster's office by Professor Snape, it was like I did something wrong at school, and it was so serious that I had to see the headmaster.

"Would you like some licorice, Miss Ruth?"

Dumbledore motioned me to take some of the candies on the plate in front of me, and I saw some black wriggling candies, like some black beetles, which made me less nervous: "Is there anything else?"

"Of course." The white-bearded old man winked at me, and he took out a box of colorful fudge from under the desk, which made me eat several of them in a shameful way.

"Then, Miss Russ." Dumbledore smiled gracefully at me: "Professor Snape told me about you. You think Hogwarts is not safe, do you?"

I nodded timidly. Recently, I can't sleep well because of the upcoming plot, and I feel anxious.

"Why do you think so?" The old man asked knowingly, his wise eyes were different from Ruth's, Ruth was at least clear, and he was unpredictable through the tulle.

"Because of Professor Moody." I glanced at Snape beside me, who was staring at me coldly.

"I think it was Professor Moody who killed Mr. Crouch." I mustered up the courage to look directly at Dumbledore: "Professor Moody is taking Polyjuice Potion, isn't he, Mr. Headmaster?"

It takes courage to talk to this extremely intelligent white wizard, and his now slumped face makes me think he has seen through my little trick.

"Yes." But he confirmed my words. "But why, Miss Ruth."

I suddenly didn't understand Dumbledore's words, so I could only look at him in surprise.

"Why, you know it was Moody who killed Mr. Crouch?" He was still smiling gently, but I felt something very sharp pierced through his half-moon glasses.

"Because..." I was suddenly speechless.

"You know who Moody is now, don't you, Miss Ruth?"

It's like being seen through, but I was pretending to be smart at first, trying to hide it, but I was still a Hufflepuff.I feel like I've buried myself in a pit, and Dumbledore, the old freak, is watching me goof around from above.

"I think, maybe." I grinned and almost lost my words: "It's Barty Crouch Jr."

Professor Snape on the side almost stared at me.I took several breaths before I could breathe normally, and now I am as nervous as I used to be when I finished stealing and started making up lies——

"Barty Crouch Jr. should be in Azkaban, but Harry told me that he had a dream about a mysterious man...in that dream Barty Crouch Jr. appeared, and he planned to help the mysterious man Do something. So I suspect he's escaped, and he's at Hogwarts."

"You trust Harry very much." Dumbledore leaned back in the chair, he narrowed his eyes: "You think Moody is Barty Crouch Jr., and he also killed his father?"

I was so trembling that I couldn't speak, I could only make do and nod my head.

"Then what do you think this Moody will do?"

I felt that I was out of play at that moment, and I looked at Dumbledore dully: "Maybe, there is a conspiracy?"

"Enough, every Hufflepuff's brain is either Achnatherum splendens or countless conspiracies!" Professor Snape pulled me over, and he gave me a fierce look, looking at me like I was carrying dynamite. out of his cabinet.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take Miss Russ away first." He finished speaking to Dumbledore calmly, and directly pulled me towards the steps.

"Please wait, Severus." Dumbledore stopped him: "Miss Russ, why did you steal Professor Moody's Polyjuice Potion?"

This sentence is like I was writing a composition, and after I handed in the composition, I was so proud that I could score 100 points, but the Chinese teacher pointed out that there was a loophole at the beginning of my full text, so I gave it a zero score.

"I..." I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned around and looked at this perverted old man: "I was engaged in theft before, and my hands were itchy..."

When Professor Snape pulled me out of the headmaster's office, I thought he looked at me in horror.

"I hope you can control your itchy hands in the future, Miss Russ." A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Professor Snape's mouth.

"If I find that there is something missing in my material library or medicine cabinet, I will turn you into a potion and put it in the exhibition!"

I almost jumped up in fright, and my Boggart image in the future may be Professor Snape, who is more terrifying than the London police.Professor Snape sent me back to Hufflepuff's common room. I hardly helped Harry and the others today, and was bullied by the teachers in partnership.

When I was about to enter the lounge, Professor Snape stopped me: "What would you do if you found a Hungarian Horntail in the dormitory, Russ?"

"The Hungarian Horntail can't fit into the dormitory." I replied naturally.

"If there is one! A Hungarian Horntail." He frowned and said heavily.

"Tell the teacher."

"...What if the dragon wakes up when the door is opened?"

"Sleeping Charm on it?" I raised an eyebrow, seeing Snape frown.

"What if the spell fails and wakes up the dragon?!"

"Then let it eat me."

"Hufflepuff!" Professor Snape snorted coldly, and left my sight without looking back.

After returning to the dormitory, I felt that something was not quite right. I thought about Professor Snape's question carefully. If the Hungarian Horntail was in the dormitory... it might be better to stay still when everything is easy to startle the snake. solution.

In the same way, Dumbledore and the others knew that Professor Moody was dangerous, but it was safest to keep dangerous things under their noses when it was also easy to startle them.

Oh my god!I'm so smart.