Soon after, the incident about Mr. Crouch should be over, and the only answer Dumbledore can give is to strengthen the management of the Hogwarts campus, and he asked the Ministry of Magic as the headmaster of Hogwarts to bring in a group of Aurors to Hogwarts to ensure order and safety on the campus before the start of the third game.

Madame Maxim and Karkaroff finally reluctantly accepted this compromise, and what is even more puzzling is that even so, Mr. Crouch still claims to be ill and disappears from sight as if he were a thief.

At least among some insiders, yes.

"Oh, they're slandering, there's no evidence, the headmasters of those two schools are trying to find an excuse to stumble on Dumbledore!" Percy said loudly to his friends in the Great Hall. defending his immediate superiors and the source of his power.

"I personally visited Mr. Crouch at his house, and he was really frail in bed, and to be honest, if he hadn't been for the office, he would have gone to St. Mungo's Hospital to recuperate. ”

"Besides, how could he have traveled all the way from his house to attack a Triwizard Tournament player?" said Percy, shaking his head, half-truth.

If common sense is concerned, Percy's second half of the statement is fine, because any criminal criminal behavior requires a motive, but he told a small lie earlier in order to make what he said true and credible.

He hadn't been to Crouch's house, and the relationship between his boss and his subordinates didn't seem to be close enough to invite him to his home, and it was just his senseless vanity at work, as if it would make others look up to him again.

The other students at the table nodded their heads in agreement, and as Hogwarts students, they were more inclined to think that maybe it was Durmstrang's conspiracy, or maybe it was a bitter ploy by Krum and Karkaroff.

Or maybe Krum himself accidentally broke his head and remembered it wrong.

While Percy was chattering at one end of the table, the Gryffindor trio was whispering at the other end of the table.

"Harry, this is something to be doubted and wary of. Hermione handed the empty bowl back to the long table, shook her slender index finger, and said to Harry solemnly.

"I'm sure one person is hallucinating, but it's impossible for both people to hallucinate, unless someone uses magic on you, which is even worse. ”

"Of course I'm sure you two won't lie, and since you're hallucinated by magic, I'm sure Dumbledore can tell if you're awake or not. Hermione said firmly.

"I only believe Harry. Ron was unconvinced.

"Victor's words were partly untrustworthy, so I asked him individually. He said he did not see the face of the attacker because he was attacked by someone from behind, and in his opinion, there was only Mr. Crouch behind him at the time. ”

Ron's face turned ugly when he heard the first half of the sentence, and his focus was on Hermione alone with the Quidditch star.

"But we can't know for sure, can we?" said Hermione, her bright eyes glowing frighteningly.

"Maybe someone else is to blame, maybe someone else showed up after you left, like?"

"You mean...... Professor Moody, do you doubt him?" Harry's face was a little ugly, the lightning-shaped scar twisted as his brow furrowed.

"Of course, he is also suspicious, but the main thing I want to say is not that he is suspicious, but that we can't limit our eyes to one place. Hermione said in a nutshell.

Without the annoying Rita Skeeter, Hermione would have more energy and patience to analyze these things, and if she had gone on the same trajectory, she would have been overwhelmed by Rita Skeeter's reporting, and the schoolgirls who were jealous of her would retaliate against her.

So she had to spend her time fighting back against that annoying woman, and she didn't have time to pay attention to these things.

As for now, although she and Krum still have some lace news, it is limited to that, and it has not had a huge impact on her life.

"That's it for now. Hermione glanced around and saw that the other students were all gone, "We need to go to lunch break," she paused her analysis for a moment, "Afternoon is Snape's Potions class." She added.

"Longbottom, please use your pig-like brain to remember what I said!" In the blink of an eye, it was time for class, and after Snape had explained how to do it and the students of the two houses began to practice, Neville's desk was in a terrible situation.

This succeeded in causing Snape to speak ill of him, and his sallow face was full of irritation.

At this time, a thick flame suddenly burst out of the crucible in front of him, constantly twisting his demonic posture, and in the blink of an eye, the fire was about to spread to the ceiling, constantly emitting a scorching wave of high temperature towards the surroundings.

The students around Neville all took a few steps back, Neville's round face was sweating and his legs were shaking, but he still wanted to do his best to make amends for his mistake and cast a spell with his wand.

"That's enough!" Snape snatched the wand he was about to cast, and then waved it very quickly, chanting a spell with a syllable that no one could distinguish, and as soon as a faint blue light passed through the center of the flames, the fire suddenly died down, and the air around him dropped a few degrees in an instant.

"I'll consider suggesting to Dumbledore that Longbottom be banned from conducting Potions experiments, for the sake of your safety. Snape brutally threw Neville's wand to the ground. Then he walked back to the podium quickly, looked straight ahead with dark eyes, and said in a high-sounding voice.

Neville slowly picked up his wand, his face unrecognizable.

"Hermione! he's run out of truth potion!" Harry shouted to Hermione in his seat, showing something, eagerly reaching out.

He was visibly absent-minded, completely oblivious to what Snape was saying.

He heard a crisp sound of glass colliding, looked in the direction of the sound, and as soon as he bent down, he picked up a small crystal bottle on the ground, which must have fallen out of his robe in front of Neville just now.

Harry remembered the same crystal bottle that Snape had used the last time he had threatened him.

Last time, it was filled with clear and transparent potion, but now it is empty.

Hermione seemed to be taken aback by the situation in front of her, and looked at the empty crystal bottle in Harry's hand.