"Have you discussed a solution?" Betty continued to ask

"There's nothing Moody can do," Ivey said very bluntly

"You have?" Hearing this, Betty thought he had already made a plan.

"Neither do I," he replied bluntly, with his hands spread out, "but I'm not as passive as Moody, and I have my informants in the Ministry of Magic." ”

"Your natural propa, who was born to disguise Magus?" Aside from Tonks, Betty couldn't think of who he was talking about.

"Uh-huh, that's her. The Senior Sister will come to Hogwarts with the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation to participate in the organization of the Triwizard Tournament. ”

"Tonks' disguise ability is really easy to investigate," Betty is also optimistic about her, "Is there a goal?" ”

"Nope"

Originally, Ivy had two doubts in his heart. The first is Bertha Jorkins, a person who is already dead in the original book, and actually returned to the Ministry of Magic unharmed, 100% problematic. But Bertha was not missing, and he had no reason to be suspicious. The other is Barty Crouch, since Moody has not been replaced, then Barty Jr.'s best choice is to replace his father, so that the living map can't distinguish him, and the only hidden danger is Moody's magic eye.

In fact, after Ivey learned from Tonks that night that Moody was not replaced, there was speculation that these people were trying to destroy the MONOCULUS. Judging from last night's meeting with Moody's, the MONOCULUS function is still there. Therefore, it is not easy for him to judge who Barty Jr. will disguise himself as now.

Betty choked on his natural tone, "You're not much better than Moody"

"How come," Ivy retorted, "I have more hope for a few more paths, at least more than he has a better chance of discovering clues." ”

"Hmph~ Let's eat first"

The two walked into the auditorium and found the location of the trio

As soon as he sat down, Ivy pulled out the map and handed it to Harry

"Is it easy to use?" Harry took the map and asked.

"Not bad" was at the end of the day, and brought Betty a glass of juice.

"What are you borrowing a map for?" Ron wanted to ask last night

"Talk to Professor Moody and see where he is," he said, adding two more steaks to himself

"You know?" Hermione asked

"Professor Moody is friends with Betty's mother, we've met a few times, and we're acquaintances." Ivy was single-minded, and while eating breakfast, he explained to them, "The Weasleys must know him well?" ”

"My parents do know him well," Ron remembered what had happened on the first day of school, "On the first day of school, Professor Moody seemed to have something happened to alarm the Ministry of Magic, and my father hurried over. ”

"My mother is the same," Betty replied

"Any idea what's going on?" Harry asked quietly, looking down. Hermione and Ron also leaned over, looking interested.

"Don't get so close," Ivy picked up the cloth unfazed, wiping his mouth, "It's not a good thing. I was meant to tell you. ”

"Then you can say it quickly" Ron saw that no one was selling it, and urged again and again.

"Alright, uh-huh—I'm getting started. The night before yesterday....." Ivy briefly recounted the process. Since I had only told Betty before, the voice was not very passionate.

"Why doesn't the Ministry of Magic believe him?" After listening to the story, Hermione was the first to speak.

"He has a criminal record, and he is not surprised."

"You believe what he says?" Harry asked

"Believe, the logic of his analysis"

"But Ivey, if you believe him, it means you believe in Fu-" Ron's slightly agitated state suddenly turned off, his face became a little ugly, and he didn't say anything more.

"Voldemort, Ron" Ivey looked at him calmly "and go on"

"Well, you want to believe that Voldemort has made a comeback?"

"You have the most say on this issue," Ivy straightened his shirt and asked rhetorically without raising his head, "except for last semester, when did he not look for you?" ”

"Ivey, it's different!" Ron grimaced in a rare way, "You know what I mean, it's different from the remnant"

"Yes, I know. But whether you believe it or not, it doesn't affect whether Voldemort returns or not, it's useless to deceive yourself, Ron. Ivy got up and patted her stomach and turned to look at Betty, "What's the first lesson?" ”

"Herb class, with Gryffindor" Betty was almost done with her meal, wiping her mouth.

"Exactly, talk as you go"

Greet Audio-Technica and walk out of the auditorium together

"We were on the opposite side of Voldemort from the beginning. You know that he is not dead, so it is only a matter of time before he returns. But you don't need to be too nervous, judging from Moody's inference, although Peter found Voldemort, Voldemort should still be in a half-dead state and has not recovered his strength. ”

"You mean, Voldemort is the same as when we met in first and second grades?" As soon as he had finished, Harry spoke

"Well, it's slightly better than before," Ivy nodded

"His purpose is the Triwizard Tournament?" Hermione asked

"The purpose of the temporary manifestation is the Triwizard Tournament," Ivy said cryptically

"What can we do to help?" Hermione asked again

"Didn't you say that, Moody wants you to spy on Hogwarts with a live map, just do this."

.....

"Babo tuber - you need to squeeze it with your hands, you have to collect its pus"

In the herbal medicine class, Professor Sprout pointed to the flower pot in front of him and told everyone with a happy expression. Inside was a wriggling plant that squirmed like an enlarged version of an earthworm, dark and with a smooth skin but many large pustules.

"Pus-pus?" How ugly and ugly the students' expressions are. The bold reached out and poked, his face full of disgust. The timid ones didn't dare to lean forward, for fear that the puss would burst open on its own and splash them.

"The pus from the tubers of Babo is the best medicine for recalcitrant acne, it has a very high value, and it should not be wasted. Listen, collect the pus into these bottles. Wearing your dragon skin gloves, undiluted Babo tuber pus can cause unusual damage to the skin. ”

At the urging of Professor Sprout, even if everyone was unwilling, they could only bite the bullet.

With a series of explosions, the air in the greenhouse was filled with a pungent smell of gasoline.

At first, the students were not used to it, but after squeezing for a while, they found that they were quite decompressed, and the frequency suddenly accelerated.

"Collect the pus! Collect the pus! It's not for you to squeeze in! ”

"Mr. Longbottom, squeezing the pus without letting you have a stem, you're going to kill it!"

....

Amid Professor Sprout's roar, the students were able to complete their task satisfactorily.

The second lesson is the Conservation of Magical Beasts class

When the students arrived at Hagrid's hut, they were disgusted again.

"Alas" Betty just glanced at it, then lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, "What kind of sin have you made~"

I saw several open wooden boxes in the open space in front of the house, and the sour smell of salted fish continued to spread from them. There were about a hundred strange creatures in the box, like a deformed, shelled lobster, white gray and slimy, and the appearance was very terrifying. Many feet stick out horizontally, and they can't see where their heads are. Each one was about six inches long, crawling on top of each other, dazedly crashing into the walls of the box.

Every now and then, the tail of these snails shoots out sparks, and with a soft snap, the snails move forward a few inches.

"Fried tail snails!" Hagrid stared at the wooden box and smirked, not noticing the awkward atmosphere around him, "Just hatched, you can raise them yourself!" We're working on a big project! ”

"Why should we raise them?" Malfoy's indifferent voice suddenly rang out, "What can they do?" What's the use? ”

Truth be told, Malfoy's question was also what all the students in the room wanted to ask. Including Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Uh.... But Hagrid was visibly stumped by the question, and he thought desperately with his mouth open.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Betty was rather speechless and said to several people, "Hagrid has another whim"

Audio-Technica also scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard this

"No surprise, Hagrid~" Ivey remained calm

"First the Babo tuber, now it's this again," Seamus Finigan began to complain

Hagrid didn't seem to be familiar with fried snails either, and he didn't think of a reason for opening his mouth for a long time. But he finally remembered that he was the teacher

"That's what you're talking about for the next lesson," he replied with a serious expression, "and it's our job to feed them today." You have to try to feed them a few different things - I haven't had them before, and I'm not sure what they like to eat - I've prepared ant eggs, frog liver, and emerald snakes - try a little bit of each to see if they eat it. ”

Even though Hagrid said this, the students' scalps were numb and they didn't move, looking at the squirming bodies of Bai Huahua in the wooden box.

Hagrid had to look at Audio-Technica again with a pleading gaze. Seeing this, Ivy immediately pulled Betty away from them. Ron noticed their movements and stared at the two cunning Hufflepuffs with empty eyes, denouncing them for not having righteousness.

Under Hagrid's gaze, Audio-Technica had a headache. In the end, it was love that prevailed over reason, and Harry took the lead, and the three of them hurried to the wooden box, grabbed a piece of frog liver, gritted their teeth, and handed it to the box.

"Yes~ good, slow - be slow, be careful to stimulate them" The three of them were already nervous, and Hagrid was still chattering.

“...... Stimulate them? They've irritated me! Determined to be disturbed by Hagrid, the three of them slowly gathered the food in front of the fried tail snails with a generous and righteous appearance. They said that they were able to do so purely because of their deep affection for Hagrid, not because of their brain disease.

When other students saw someone defying the law, they also stepped forward to watch. But seeing that the arms of the three people stretched forward, their bodies leaned back, and they were looking at the dynamics of the fried tail snails with humble eyes.

A few of the whelks, perhaps sniffing the food, propped up and reached for Harry's arms. Frightened, the students around him threw themselves back, Harry's eyelids jumped, and his arms began to tremble.

Fortunately, there was a false alarm, and the fried tail snail didn't seem to be cold to the frog liver, so he sniffed for a while and buried himself. Audio-Technica finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like her back was soaking wet.

"Haha~ I don't like this, change one for another" Hagrid's nerves are big, I didn't notice the cold sweat on the student's head, and I still care about the recipe for fried snails" Okay, everyone. Don't just look at it, team up to feed yourself. ”