People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 262 Crouch is crazy

He was about to say something else, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

The students in the classroom turned their heads and looked at the door. It was Durmstrang's headmaster, Karkaroff, who was curling his goatee nervously and walking towards Snape quickly and anxiously.

"I need to talk to you, now!"

But Snape did not allow Karkaroff to enter his office until the get out of class was over. Harry pretended to pack his things slowly, secretly glancing at the closed oak door out of the corner of his eye.

"Karkaroff used to be a Death Eater. What would he say to Snape?" Harry could no longer hide his guess after leaving the classroom. "Could Snape have been a -"

"No way, Professor Dumbledore doesn't allow Death Eaters to enter Hogwarts." Hermione caught up with a few people holding a thick textbook, and a big guy followed not far behind her.

Ron looked back a few times, wanting to say something, but when he saw more and more people around him, he spoke, "Why don't you go with Krum?"

Hermione glared at him and said to Afro in a disappointed tone, "I think it would be better to choose to take a divination class than to tame Ron!"

"What does she mean!" Ron shouted angrily as he watched Hermione leave without even looking back.

"They say you're harder to control than the Divination class." Afro patted his head lovingly and sighed helplessly, "But it doesn't matter. Ron like this also has a different sense of youth."

Ron felt a little embarrassed by Afro's praise, so he quietly hooked the girl's little finger and held it in his hand.

At noon on Saturday, Avro and Harry took a small carriage to Hogsmeade. The weak sunlight shone on the earth, and it was the warmest time of the day.

"Do we want to go out on a date secretly?" Afro teased Harry with a smile as he looked at him, who was wrapped tightly up, afraid that others would recognize him.

The innocent savior is very skilled in kissing, but is slightly inferior to his girlfriend in sweet talk.

Harry tugged at his coat uncomfortably, his face slightly flushed. Thinking he had done something wrong, he opened his mouth and apologized.

"I'm sorry Aphrodite, I thought--"

He deliberately picked out inconspicuous clothes before going out, because he always remembered that Afuluo said he didn't want the elders to know about this.

"What are you apologizing for?" Afro interrupted him, pulled his arm and whispered in Harry's ear: "Why don't we play role-playing today?"

Harry looked at her blankly, and Afro briefly explained what role-playing was, and then assigned them two personalities.

"From now on, we are going to play the role of a pair of cheating lovers..."

"But Afro, we are lovers, and it's real, why should we--"

Afro slapped his arm, "Oh! It's just pretending! It's all a persona."

Harry still found it difficult to understand Afro's train of thought and didn't understand why they had to pretend to be a couple, but he still did what the girl said.

So when Sirius got off the train and saw two children who were as guilty as thieves, a thrilling plot had already played out in his mind.

Will these two kids be unable to control themselves and cause some big trouble?

I don’t know whether the Black family’s wealth is enough to help Harry bring back the little princess from the Campbell family.

"Harry!" After thinking, Sirius forced a smile and decided to talk to Harry first.

On the way to Sirius's temporary residence, he, Harry, and Avro briefly described the situation outside. "From the current situation, I am not the only one who is worried."

The witch from the Ministry of Magic was still missing, Crouch was dying, and Fudge was too ill to take care of himself. The whole world was in a state of panic.

"Harry, do you remember what happened on the day of the Quidditch World Cup?"

Harry recounted his experience that night, and Sirius carefully searched for clues. Seeing that they were about to reach a dead end again, Avro had to reveal some clues in his own way.

"Don't you find it strange? Crouch asked the elf to save the seat but no one sat there, and the Triwizard Tournament was resumed but no one came to watch."

Sirius lowered his head and thought for a while, and felt that what Afro said made sense. "It is indeed strange. His behavior is as if he is controlled by someone -"

"Yes! Control him! Why didn't I think of that!" Sirius suddenly thought of the Imperius Curse, one of the three Unforgivable Curses, and the spell that the Death Eaters are best at.

"I think I should meet Dumbledore once!"