The Bard at Hogwarts

Sanctuary in the valley.

Ino held the crown in his hand, half leaning under the oak tree.

The thinking just now made many things that were once vague become clear.

It seems that since Harry's dream during the summer vacation, little Barty should have been at Voldemort's side.

Otherwise, Voldemort would be unable to do anything with his abilities, let alone kill a Muggle.

And what happened next, such as the night of the World Cup final, or because of the appearance of Dumbledore and Newt, or the death of Pettigrew, or even other reasons.

In short, Barty Jr. did not create the commotion of the original story.

Then, when school started, it was confirmed that Mad-Eye Moody was genuine... various factors.

He suddenly realized that if he hadn't used Ravenclaw's crown, he would have ignored little Barty.

"A dog that bites...never barks..."

Ino lamented that unlike Bella who was blustering, Barty Jr. was indeed a talent who had obtained twelve N.E.W.T. certificates. Not only was he smart enough, but he was also remarkable in terms of strength.

Mad Eye Moody is a good example. As a retired Auror who has experienced hundreds of battles, no one can easily overthrow him alone.

…

Unlike the tranquility of Sanctuary Valley.

At the same time, the Castle Campus Hospital was overcrowded.

Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Bagman, Barty Crouch Sr., Snape and others all gathered together.

"Albus! Did you see anything?" Professor McGonagall asked softly in front of the hospital bed.

She still didn't believe that Harry would learn dark magic privately, let alone kill a fire dragon at the age of fifteen.

"Not yet! But I think Harry is innocent." Dumbledore turned around slowly, his blue eyes scanning everyone present, but his expression was a little tired.

Just because during the inspection just now, he found nothing strange in Harry, whether it was a curse or something else. This means that Harry has no excuse for using the Death Curse and can only bear the pressure of public opinion alone.

"Hey!" Professor McGonagall sighed deeply, and Dumbledore's answer also made her think of the consequences.

"Innocent? That needs evidence to prove!" Old Batty once again expressed his opinion inappropriately.

"Shut up! Didn't you see my students taking a break?" Professor McGonagall lowered her voice, but she couldn't hide the anger in her tone.

"Then let him have a good rest! I'll wait for him."

Old Batty obviously lost his temper, so he put down these words and walked out the door without looking back.

Seeing that Professor McGonagall was about to get angry, Bagman once again acted as a soothing agent and comforted:

"Minerva, don't be angry, if you ask me to tell you that he wasn't like this before! But please don't worry, I will help in this matter!"

For a moment, Bagman wanted to find Marcus and renegotiate the sales share. For the Triwizard Tournament, he, the Director of Sports, was really worried.

Unlike Professor McGonagall's annoyance, Dumbledore didn't answer the whole conversation, and just looked thoughtfully at Old Barty's leaving back.

As for Harry, he seemed unaware of everything around him and was still sleeping deeply.

…

Time is always like fine sand passing through the fingertips.

Although it is silent, it can leave a faint trace.

When the morning light broke, the day after the game ended, the entire British Isles exploded.

Just because the Daily Prophet used half of its page to write an eye-catching title in bold - "The Savior and the Death Curse"

Below the title was a five-inch black and white photo. In the photo, Harry looked indifferent, holding a wand in one hand and pointing at the Hungarian Treecrest Dragon in the distance.

The sixty-five-foot long, ferocious-looking fire dragon lay motionless on the ground as if it had drunk two gallons of dreamless sleep potion.

Savior, death curse.

The association of these two words can easily make some adult wizards over the age of twenty-five recall those crazy days.

This is not over yet, because just today, the Daily Prophet and Film and Television Mirror reached a rare bundled sale.

The newspaper is divided into two sections. The first section is the ordinary 2 kats per copy, which has not changed.

The other one is equipped with a two-inch video mirror that looks extremely simple. However, the price of this kind of newspaper has soared to 5 cents per copy.

Although the price has increased dozens of times, under the gimmick and title, many people are willing to pay.

After all, no matter wizards or Muggles, there are always some people who like to watch the fun, and Wuxi is not expensive.

…

Slytherin dormitory.

Ino put down the newspaper in his hand and turned to look at Draco.

"You said someone is spreading the news that Harry is the second generation Dark Lord?"

"Yes!" Draco nodded seriously, and then said matter-of-factly:

"Yesterday evening, someone picked up a bloody letter in the corridor on the fourth floor. The letter said a tribute to the second generation Dark Lord, His Majesty Harry Potter..."

Ino listened quietly to Draco's narration. This matter looked like a novel, bizarre and absurd.

But he also knows that the more absurd something is, the easier it is to have a market, because it meets the conversational topics that people need.

It is conceivable that after this incident completely spreads, Harry will probably encounter unprecedented criticism.

This is different from the original story of the Chamber of Secrets, the Slytherin heir. Harry used the Killing Curse to kill the dragon, not only in public, but also recorded by the camera.

Strength, origin, fame... All of Harry's conditions meet people's criticism of celebrities.

And the most important point is that there was no riot at the Quidditch World Cup, and there was no Dark Mark, which made everyone gradually forget Voldemort and target Harry.

...

In the silent dormitory.

When Draco saw Ino fall silent, he suddenly felt that the world was crazy.

The person he bullied for three years turned out to be the second generation of the Dark Lord? He once hung him in the air...

Thinking of this, Draco shuddered suddenly, and then asked cautiously:

"Ino, is there really a problem with Scarhead?"

"Don't think about it! Just don't mess with him." Ino frowned subconsciously.

Draco's reaction seemed reasonable, but it also seemed to represent the attitude of other little wizards in the castle.

Three people make a tiger, and people's words are scary.

If you really live in this environment, even if Harry is fine, he will be said to have something wrong.

Moreover, this time it is not limited to the castle.

Ino looked at the newspaper thrown on the table again. He is now very sure that the old headmaster has really gone too far this time.

It seems that judging from Dumbledore's performance in the original story, the headmaster's calculations are only limited to the inside of the castle.

And once he arranges outside Hogwarts, Dumbledore is always in a passive position.

And now, this is probably the case.

The ironclad images, coupled with the public opinion of external newspapers, bloody letters, and clumsy rumors about the Dark Lord...

For a long time.

"Draco, do you think that wizards who can get twelve N.E.W.T certificates are really excellent?"

Before Draco could answer, Ino slowly stood up. He was going to remind Dumbledore now, lest the situation really get out of control.

Huh... It's a bit brain-burning recently! But Xiaodi tried his best to write every chapter of the story.