novelslam Chapter 537 Crouch, are you interrogating me? !
Chapter 537 Crouch, are you interrogating me? !
Chapter 537 Crouch, are you interrogating me? !
Although the first match will be held tomorrow night, there are still many other things worth visiting at the Quidditch World Cup site.
For example, the mascots of various countries.
However, William and Hermione didn't have the slightest intention of going out for a stroll.
Instead, they hid in the room and discussed the issue of making potions for Bertha.
Seeing this situation, Neville was stunned.
You said it was fun, but the two of you secretly started making up lessons?
Is this the happy summer life of Xueba?
Neville hesitated.
Go out and play, you will feel inexplicably guilty.The schoolmaster next door is better than you, but he works harder than you... Do you still have the nerve to go out and play?
Don't go, it's obviously summer vacation, or the World Cup scene.A once-in-four-year chance to study here?
Most importantly, Neville's brain started to hurt as soon as he touched the book to study.
It's an old problem. When he started the first grade, he suddenly suffered from this terminal illness.His grandma traveled all over the mountains and visited famous doctors, but she was not cured.
Other subjects are still within the acceptable range, but this Potions... Every time I just look at the cover of the textbook, Neville seems to be under the Imperius Curse.
The buzzing voice of Professor Snape was all around my ears, and there was an illusion that the professor's voice was present and his smile would last forever...
Professor Snape's lethality is so terrifying!
Alas, it really is time to go out and play, and kick the shadow of Professor Snape out of his mind.
But when William took out gill sac grass... and a series of herbs with a Mediterranean flavor, Neville instantly regained his energy.
If you say this, then I won't be sleepy!
Neville's herbalism was the best of all his subjects.
Even Professor Sprout was full of praise, and believed that the biggest mistake of the Sorting Hat was to assign a herbal genius to a place like Gryffindor.
In her opinion, the stupid lions are a group of ADHD patients, unable to bear the patience to cultivate precious herbs.
Atmosphere is important,
So Neville should come to Hufflepuff!
This statement is questionable, at least McGonagall will not agree.But seeing those herbs really refreshed Neville.
My waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer painful, and I am more energetic in my studies.
He borrowed some herbs and immediately went back to his room to study them.
With this thing, who still watches the game!
At Christmas, Professor Sprout gave a devil's net as a gift.
He just played with it carefully all night and developed more than a dozen new usages.
With gill sac grass, it still has to go to heaven!
William and Hermione discussed the plan all afternoon, and it was near evening that the cooking steps were designed.
They didn't wait for Niko and the others, nor did they wait for the three little ones... Instead, they waited for a house elf.
It was a strangely small fellow, with a tea towel wrapped around him like a loose robe.
"Mr. Crouch invited both of us?" William took a sip of tea and moistened his dry throat.
He glanced at it and handed the letter to Hermione again.
Crouch's letter was very formal. In his capacity as director of the Department of International Cooperation and Exchange, he invited the two to meet.
A house-elf was also sent, which was too much for William to refuse.
The reason why William didn't want to go was simple. The Goblet of Fire could not be handed over to the Ministry of Magic for the time being.
He hasn't checked on Nico yet.
Besides, William is completely worried about putting this kind of thing in someone else's place.
"Yes, Mr. Stark." The little guy looked up, revealing a pair of huge brown eyes.
"The master has explained that you two must go there, he has important matters to discuss."
The house elf named Winky bowed deeply, and the expression on her face seemed to be in awe of the two of them.
William frowned... Important things?Doesn't sound like the Triwizard Tournament and Goblet of Fire.
"Let's go, Hermione."
He nodded, and Hermione stood up too.
In the evening, the campers on the site were already busy.
There are people coming and going all around, many people are cooking and cooking, and there are long queues to fetch water.
Obviously, a magic can easily solve it, but these people came here as if they were experiencing Muggle life.
Passing by a pyramid tent, a little boy about five years old was squatting outside the big tent.
With his wand in hand, he poked happily at the tent.
This is obviously stealing from the parents.
Then suddenly the tent was set on fire, and the flames spread, and out of it came two naked young witches.
William's eyes widened.This kind of brat should... be sent to college.
So smart.
He also wanted to step forward to help at close range, but Hermione gave him a glare, so he had to quickly look away.
After walking for a while, there were two little wizards, also only seven or eight years old, riding on two toy broomsticks, flying low.
Then, they bumped into Malfoy's new tent.With a bang, the tent collapsed again.
Malfoy was looking for his favorite peacock. After being reminded by Goyle, he turned around and found that his tent had collapsed again.
He was furious, and was about to teach the two brats a lesson, when a dozen or so big black men appeared out of nowhere, each more than two meters tall.
They lay down beside the tent skillfully, said they were hit, and touched Malfoy.
"Winky, do you know any house-elves who don't have a job?"
On the way, Hermione began to work hard to improve the working environment of the house elves.
"No, all the elves I know have been hired by your store," Winky said sharply.
"You know us?" Hermione raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, I know Dobby, Miss Granger! Dobby talks about the two of you all day and night, about the express store, about how many orders he delivers and how much money he makes."
"Really?" Hermione laughed. "Sounds like he's happy."
"Dobby is very happy, but..." Shining shook his head and said, "Miss, to say something disrespectful to you, I'm afraid it won't do him any good if you do this."
"Why?" Hermione asked in surprise. "Is there something wrong?"
"Dobby's thinking about making money all day," said Winky, sadly, "about taking that money and buying clothes for himself.
If he does that, he won't be able to find a job later, miss. "
"But, it has found a job." Hermione said seriously. "We offered him a copy."
"That's because you are kind and pity it, but sooner or later you won't be able to pay it, and it will live on the street again without a job." Shining said.
"As long as Dobby works, he can create value, and we will make more money, so we won't be able to support him," Hermione said.
William shrugged.
Hermione and a house-elf in the wizarding world, talking about "labour", "value", "surplus value"... can she understand?
Winky obviously thought that their labor was worthless, and that William and Hermione paid for it and gave it away for nothing.
Soon, they came to a gray tent.The tent, strictly following the rules and barely decorated, looked exactly like a Muggle tent.
After entering the tent, there is a very spacious room with a desk in the middle.
Crouch is working on the file.
He stood up and motioned for the two to sit down on the sofa.
At this moment, Shining brought in the refreshments and placed them on the table next to the fireplace.
"It's an honor to meet you both," Crouch said.
"Thank you very much for hosting us too." William said
"Mr. Stark, I invited you here today because I have something important to discuss with you."
"If it's about the Goblet of Fire..." William said softly, "Mr. Crouch, that cup is in Dumbledore's place now, and we probably have to wait for him to come back."
"Not that..." Crouch hesitated, then said, "I want to talk to you about... Bertha."
Hermione raised her eyebrows curiously and opened her eyes wide. "Bertha?"
"Yes." Crouch's eyes suddenly became serious.
"You are the first to discover Bertha. I want to know... Why did you suddenly go to Albania when you are clearly in Venice?"
William was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled.
"Mr. Crouch, may I take it... that you are interrogating both of us?"
"Where are we going, do we need to report to you... the director of the International Exchange Department?"
"Where are you going, you really don't need to report to me, but..." Crouch picked out a piece of paper from a pile of documents.
"This is a letter from the director of Albania's International Exchange Department.
He said...the two of you illegally crossed into Albania and were suspected of burning down a large forest.
Moreover, at the Prancing Horse Hotel not far away, many wizards died.
This has risen to a diplomatic crisis, and it concerns me.I also have the right to investigate. "
William just glanced at it and said disdainfully, "Is there any evidence?"
"Many Aurors have seen you..."
"Mr. Crouch!" William interrupted bluntly, "I thought you would be smarter.
I can find that kind of witness for you as much as you want. "
"Also, I have proof that we didn't go to Albania at all."
"What evidence?" Crouch raised his eyebrows.
"Mr. River Wen, Minister of Magic of Italy, he can testify to us that after we left Italy, we went directly to France.
The director of the Law Enforcement Department of the French Ministry of Magic can also prove to us that Hermione and I used the Portkey to go directly to Paris and stayed at his house all the time.
Is the testimony of these two people...compared with your so-called Albanian Auror...sufficient? "
"Sir, we didn't go to Albania at all, Bertha was found by French wizards and sent to France.
We took her back to England by the way!
That's the whole thing, there's no such thing as smuggling, and nothing destroying the forest!
We...are innocent! "
Crouch leaned back, and he gave William a deep look.
He was silent.
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(Please recommend tickets, everyone.
Crying and chirping.
Exam in the morning.The teacher thought it was a 75 pass. During the exam, he chatted with another teacher, only to find out that it was a [-] pass, but his questions were based on a [-] pass. It will be difficult later!
No, now I have the heart to strangle him.
Thank you "Pure Sad Wind" for your reward. )
(End of this chapter)