Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"Mr. Crouch?" Percy said in surprise, standing up from his seat.

It's just that this middle-aged man has lost his former high spirits at this time, as if he has entered his twilight years ahead of time. His jet-black hair is now almost a white piece, and the wrinkles and spots on his face all reflect his old age.

He came out of the conference room on the left of the auditorium, wearing a black suit and looking tired.

"Oh, Weatherby," he grunted, then coughed a few times, ignoring Percy's shouts, and came up behind Dumbledore.

Dumbledore stood up, patted Crouch on the shoulder comfortingly, and said a few words in a low voice.

"It's so rude." Percy said angrily, he felt that the behavior of the two was somewhat inappropriate.

The award ceremony has begun, and this time the host is no longer Ludo Bagman, who according to him has some very urgent and important things to deal with.

Maybe to escape gambling debts? This people do not know.

This task was taken over by Dumbledore, and the old man's heavy voice sounded throughout the auditorium.

"The half-year-long Triwizard Tournament came to an end not long ago. I believe that guests from other schools or our Hogwarts students must have had a lot of fun during it, and the four warriors also gave We put in one fantastic game after another."

At this time, the four warriors have already stood in an open space in front of the guest of honor, ready to take the stage to accept the award at any time.

The audience erupted into warm applause at this time, and several warriors nodded to the audience from time to time.

As the award ceremony, the parents of several warriors were also invited as guests, but they were not with the warriors at the dinner just now.

They sat at another table and had their dinner.

"However...Under this unprecedented event, an extremely unacceptable thing happened behind the scenes." Dumbledore's voice suddenly became low, no longer the high tone before.

Those azure blue eyes glanced back and forth in the auditorium, extremely majestic.

"Listen, listen, Minerva, I guessed it, that's definitely what I said ominous!" said Professor Tenelawney excitedly.

Professor McGonagall gave her a sideways glance, then gave a not-so-friendly smile: "I thought you were used to our principal's joking "bad habit"."

The next moment, Professor McGonagall's smile settled on his face.

"Voldemort is back," the old man's words echoed in the auditorium.

Most of them first heard the name Voldemort, and invariably shivered with fear, and then the expressions on their faces fell into numbness, as if they didn't hear what Dumbledore said after that.

What does the Goblet of Fire have to do with Voldemort? Could it be that he has participated in this kind of competition before?

They unconsciously thought about it, and didn't hear the second half of Dumbledore's words at all.

A small number of conscious students and faculty members looked at Dumbledore in horror at this time, obviously unable to believe this fact.

Several warriors also had different expressions. Harry was relieved and seemed to be relaxed that he no longer had to keep secrets. Krum, like most people, did not realize what kind of information Dumbledore said. , still a little confused.

As for Malfoy, he closed his eyelids gently, as if Dumbledore had just told a not-so-funny joke.

Furong was completely in a tangled mood, her slender fingers were tightly closed, and she looked at the boy not far away who seemed to know nothing, as if she had made up her mind.

"Seeing is not necessarily believing. In addition to the extraordinary ingenuity, sometimes we can follow our own hearts to make some decisions." A girl's words suddenly popped out of her mind.

The girl who "snatched" her established dance partner.

After that unpleasant incident, Fleur spent many days in various parts of Hogwarts to relax, and she felt that the only way to ease her mentality that was close to "resentment" was to aimlessly. of walking.

And then often find that girl named Luna in all kinds of unexpected places.

At first she thought it was some kind of demonstration by the girl, but then she realized it was just a coincidence.

Luna was always able to get along with some strange creatures who seemed to be very close to this girl, even though they looked fierce, they were unconsciously tame under her touch.

During the last private meeting between the two, Luna approached her and started chatting with her.

Furong didn't know why the girl suddenly said such a word to her without thinking, but she was willing to believe that this was her enlightenment.

She could feel the kindness from that girl.

"Am I really going to listen to my intuition?" Furong asked herself, she slowly closed her eyes and thought.

"Voldemort is back." The old man's voice resounded throughout the hall again.

This time, even the most unresponsive person knew what Dumbledore was saying.

Immediately afterwards, there was a nervous murmur from the audience.

"Sorry." At this time, Dumbledore had quietly walked off the stage, and the person on the stage was replaced by Barty Crouch.

He bowed heavily to the crowd.

"I'm sorry!" he said in a sad voice.

"I'm not doing my job well as a Ministry official," Crouch continued.

Percy's expression was wonderful. He didn't know why Mr. Crouch suddenly apologized to everyone. He looked a little overwhelmed and looked around, only to find that no one was paying attention to him at all.

"Soon I will resign and accept my due trial. As for my mistakes, I will confess to you today."

"Older professors here must have been through that terrifying time. Fortunately, that man fell, and then many Death Eaters were liquidated. If you still remember, you may remember that my incompetent Son, is one of them." He said slowly.

"At the time, I tried my best to show an unselfish spirit. Of course, it didn't help my political future. I was a strong candidate to be the next Minister of Magic at the time, thinking that the impact of this incident also lost my competitiveness. , and finally became the director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department."

"My selfishness has caused things to become irreversible." The middle-aged man's tone became more and more gloomy, and the audience under the stage looked at the scene in disbelief.

"I rescued my son." Crouch said an amazing fact plainly.

Many people in the audience began to whisper.

"Impossible! No one can escape from Azkaban!" A student stood up and said, only to realize that there had been an exception a year ago, and sat down blushing.

"Yeah, almost no one can escape from Azkaban." Crouch glanced in that direction and nodded. ) Download Free Reader!!