Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Facing Ron's doubts, everyone in the tent was silent for a while.

In the end, Sirius, who was still in memory, said: "Let me tell you, Ron, the Dark Mark is the symbol of the mysterious man!"

"Yeah, we haven't seen it for thirteen years," Mr. Wesley said softly, "so it's understandable for everyone to be nervous, after all, it's almost like seeing the mysterious man again."

Seeing that Ron was still puzzled, he explained.

"Ron, every time the Mysterious Man and his followers kill someone, they will show the Dark Mark in the air." Mr. Wesley said, "The fear it brings...you can't understand it yet. Just imagine, when You come home and find the Dark Mark hovering over your house, and you know what you'll see when you go in..."

Mr. Weasley shuddered.

"Back then, I would have nightmares every night. I was afraid of seeing this thing hovering over the Burrow, seeing your mother and your brother... This is what everyone fears the most... the most feared..."

Mr. Wesley couldn't continue speaking, and the entire tent fell into silence until Clark spoke.

"But fear doesn't get you down, does it?"

He smiled and looked at Mr. Wesley, "The mysterious man uses death to spread fear, and fear to gain surrender. However, he will never understand that there are many things in this world that are more precious than life!"

Sirius laughed loudly after hearing this, "That's right, what Clark said is reasonable, for the sake of friendship and justice, we are not even afraid of death, so why would we be afraid of a Dark Mark created by someone who doesn't know."

The oppressive atmosphere in the room was immediately swept away, and at this moment Bill said gloatingly, "No matter who made this mark, those Death Eaters are pretty scared anyway."

Charlie also laughed, "Yeah, when those Death Eaters saw it, they reacted more violently than seeing the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic. Even if they were tied up, they still struggled on the ground, begging the Aurors to hurry up." Take them away."

"Death Eaters?" Harry asked. "What are Death Eaters?"

"That's what the You-Know-Who's believers call themselves," Bill said, "and these people tonight are remnants of it—they somehow escaped from Azkaban."

"But they are not so lucky this time," Percy also said, "I saw a few guys inside, all of them are wizards with names and surnames, and now they may have to go to Azkaban for a walk gone."

"Is there Lucius Malfoy among those guys?" Harry suddenly asked curiously.

"Yes, is there him?" Ron followed suit, "Dad, we met Draco Malfoy in the woods, and he actually kind of told us that his dad was one of those masked lunatics! We We all know that the Malfoy family used to have a lot of friendship with the mysterious man!"

"Lucius Malfoy?" Percy recalled, shaking his head, "Then I really didn't see him, maybe he escaped early."

Harry and Ron sighed in disappointment.

"What are you two thinking, how can a cunning guy like Malfoy come out in person in this situation," Hermione said slowly, "However, the person who conjured the Dark Mark did so What is it for?"

"Is he showing support for the Death Eaters, or is he trying to scare them away?"

"We don't know that, Hermione," said Sirius, "but I'll tell you one thing...Only the Death Eaters know how to conjure that mark."

"Yes," Mr. Wesley nodded, "I'm sure that the person who conjured up the mark must have been a Death Eater before, although it can't be released now..."

As he spoke, he looked at his watch again, "Listen, it's getting late, and if your mother hears about these things, she will be worried to death. So let's hurry up and sleep for a few hours, and then get to the door early Key, get out of here.

"

Harry and the others obediently climbed onto the bed under the urging of Mr. Weasley, and Clark also opened the suitcase again and conjured up the cabin.

But before they could get in, Percy got out of Wesley's tent.

"Dad, I'd better sleep on Clark's side. Ron likes to snore at night. I might have to go to work in the ministry tomorrow."

Baimengshu

He shouted into the tent, then put his arms around Clark's shoulders, and walked into the cabin with Hermione, Ginny, and Neville.

Clark gave Hermione a wink, so the girl cleverly took Ginny back to her room, and Neville did the same, leaving Clark and Percy alone in the small living room.

"About Mr. Crouch's house-elf..."

Percy couldn't wait to ask, before he finished speaking, Clark interrupted, "There is indeed a problem with your leader, but now is not the time."

"Don't worry, I can still afford to wait."

Percy smiled, and then said very firmly, "But I also think there is something wrong with Crouch. I have been to their house a few times under the pretext of delivering documents, but Mr. Crouch never invited me into the house. , always greet me at the door."

"It seems that there must be some ulterior secret hidden in this Mr. Director's house." Clark teased.

"When the house elf was discovered tonight, I could see that he was very nervous, but this tension was not because the house elf was discovered, but because he was afraid of other things..."

"So there must be something else at the scene of the accident." Percy guessed that he was very close to the truth of the matter.

Clark then guided him, "Maybe that's the real culprit who cast the Dark Mark. Little Elf Winky just helped him take the blame, and Crouch must also know that person, and the relationship is still very close."

At this time, Percy thought of another thing, "Tell me, is Bertha Jorkins also related to this secret? As far as I know, she worked as an assistant for Mr. Crouch, It's just that I became forgetful, which is very similar to the sequelae of the Forgetting Curse."

"And her disappearance..."

"Aren't you afraid?" Clark looked at him suddenly with a narrow smile on his face.

"When you graduated, you took the initiative to ask me for my opinion, and asked me how I could get a foothold in the Ministry of Magic faster.

Joining Crouch's command is your best opportunity. Look, isn't this opportunity coming? "

"Of course not!" Percy said firmly, "Since I have chosen this step, I will naturally not be afraid of any danger."

"But... I originally thought that Mr. Crouch had only a small problem, and you wanted me to use him to go further."

"But from what you mean, it seems that you want me to report and expose him," he hesitated again as he spoke, "Isn't this kind of betrayal behavior of reporting on the boss and getting promoted a taboo in the workplace? If you do this, Which boss will dare to accept me again in the future?"

Clark shook his head helplessly as he looked at his expression of being entangled within three seconds of firmness.

But this is normal, after all, at his age, in the Muggle world, he is just a high school student who just graduated.

If Percy is now discussing with him with a calm face, how to get his boss down, then he really needs to worry, is his cousin under the Imperius Curse?

"You, you, how can you call this a betrayal?"

Clark smiled, pointing out Percy's mistake.

"In a power and political system, in order to safeguard their own interests and ensure the stability of their status, those at the top often feel very disgusted with those who are at the bottom but expect to rely on dragging and framing their superiors to climb up.

Even if these people really made achievements, they suppressed him and ignored him.

Because this method of "down to overcome the top" is extremely dangerous for a political group.

After all, there is no shortage of ambitious people in this world. Once one person succeeds, the entire political group will be caught in a crisis of reporting.

The boss will be wary of the subordinates, and the subordinates will also be watching the boss closely. People are keen on fighting among themselves, and work will not be carried out. "

Regarding the scene described by Clark, Percy nodded, and then asked: "If this is the case, then you still ask me to do this kind of thing?"

"But you are different," Clark reassured him. "People are different. Some people were born in Rome, while others were born as mules."

"Similarly, this unscrupulous method is also different.

Some people do this kind of thing unscrupulously, and they will be squeezed out and gossip behind their backs.

Some people do this kind of thing, but they are not afraid of power, and they are under pressure to expose the truth and uphold justice. "

With that said, Clark patted Percy on the shoulder, "If you're the only one in this matter, I certainly don't recommend you do it. But there's another person behind you."

Clark pointed his finger toward the sky.

"The fact that Crouch's son was a Death Eater didn't bring him down, but now it's only possible that he has something to do with a Death Eater, so what can he do.

So the crux of this matter is not that Crouch made any mistakes, but that in the political struggle, the big boss of the Ministry of Magic is going to get him.

In this case, your unscrupulous means are not only for your own self-interest, but for the benefit of a higher level. "

"Higher levels? You mean—Secretary Fudge!"

Clark smiled without saying a word.

Percy then asked again: "Didn't Minister Fudge already successfully dealt with Mr. Crouch's prestige about Sirius before, why did he continue to push him so hard?"

"Percy, calm down and think about what you said, isn't it naive?" Clark sneered, "What do you mean by bitterness and bitterness? In political struggles, the only way to beat a snake is to be bitten instead."

"The incident with Sirius happened more than ten years ago, what impact can it have on Crouch today.

It just hurt his face and hurt his prestige.

Have you ever seen half of his current position change? "

Percy shook his head.

"That's it, not only that, in the next year, or even in the next few years, Crouch's position will be very promising."

Clark's words made Percy fall into deep thought, "You mean... the Triwizard Tournament?"

"It's not just that." Clark, who was tired from standing, sat on the sofa. "You are still a low-level employee of the Ministry of Magic, so your vision is limited, and you can't see many things."

"But in this position, if you want to climb up, learn a lot, broaden your horizons, and have sharp insights, all are indispensable.

Today is different from the past. With the great development of the Muggle world and the convenience of transportation and communication, the originally huge earth has become a small village.

In this context, wizards from all over the world have also become more frequent in communication.

Especially with the rise of the Magical Congress of the United States, the old European Ministry of Magic, such as the United Kingdom, France, and Germany, have felt great pressure, and naturally began to seek cooperation, and the exchanges have become much closer.

The Triwizard Tournament is just a microcosm of this situation, it can be regarded as an attempt in the European magic world. "

With Clark's suggestion, Percy understood a lot at once.

"In this case, it means that the previously weak department of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department will gain greater power in the future with the communication between the Ministry of Magic of various countries?

So Minister Fudge was worried that Mr. Crouch would turn around again because of this reason? "

"That's right, if Crouch really has contacts with the Death Eaters, or even plans some evil conspiracy, then you who expose this conspiracy, with the support of Minister Fudge, will become a hero!"

Clark's words made Percy's breath short, his childish eyes widened, and the hesitation in his eyes was swept away like autumn leaves.

However, he was not completely bewildered by Clark's words.

"Don't use these painted cakes to tempt me, Minister Fudge must at least give me some favors in this matter!

At least, he has to help me solve the problem of the staffing of the interns. "

Percy put forward his own request to Clark, "Also, if this thing succeeds in the end, I can't stay in the Department of International Magic Exchange and Cooperation. Mr. Crouch treats this department as if it's running subway barrels. I want to change my position." .”

"impossible!"

Clark refused decisively, which made Percy's face ugly.

"Crouch and Minister Fudge are now at a time when they don't like each other, in this case, he will help you become a regular?

Not to mention that it is unreasonable for the minister to intervene in the intern's regularization, even if it is possible, how do you let Crouch think of you. "

Percy thought about it, and it was the same thing, "But..."

"Don't worry, don't worry about becoming a full-time member. I don't need Fudge to ask, I've already solved it for you."

Clark remembered the seed of [Spiritual Suggestion] that he had just planted in Crouch's heart. Yes, he implanted his affection for Percy into Crouch's consciousness.

"From now on, as long as you hang out in front of Crouch for a while, he will definitely use you again."

Now that Clark had said that, Percy didn't go on. He completely trusted his clever cousin.