Chapter Twenty-Three: He Attacked You? Looking for death?
Professor Slughorn couldn't help but laugh when he saw Harley so upright.
"Don't thank me, as long as you're willing to pull me, an old man, when I'm in need in the future."
He lifted the magic with his hand,
"Don't let Albus know what I said before, he hated me the most. Okay, calculate the time, old Barty should be here too, let's go through the formalities. ”
Harley wondered why Professor Slughorn was so convinced, when she suddenly noticed that the watch in her hand had stopped at the hour.
At the same time, the door to the room opened, and Barty Crouch walked in alone and closed the door casually.
Harley quickly looked Barty up and down, and her first impression of him was that of a serious middle-aged man.
Old Barty was dressed in a neat suit, draped over a wizard's robe, and his short gray hair was combed neatly.
The first time she saw him, Harley knew why Professor Slughorn didn't seem to like him.
This kind of person will probably follow the rules in everything he does, without favoritism, and his face is full of integrity.
Someone like Professor Slughorn, who likes to take advantage of his students, will definitely clash with him.
Harley also feels that she and Crouch have a bad relationship, after all, there are not many witches who like to follow the rules.
"Good afternoon, Professor Horace Slughorn, Miss Halle Potter.
Professor Slughorn, Dirk has already taken care of most of the formalities for you. All you need to do is sign it. ”
As he spoke, Old Barty handed over a document in his right hand, and in his left hand held a quill pen that had already absorbed the ink.
Professor Slughorn briefly read the document, signed his name, and handed it to Harry.
Harley glanced at it as well, making sure it was okay, and signed her name.
When he was done, Barty looked at Harley again, "Miss Potter, you are back in England now.
I hope you will note that you cannot cast spells outside of the UK in the UK. ”
Hallie nodded yes, but she didn't think so.
If you have the ability, you can stop my ritual, stop me from pointing the test object at Hermione!
If you don't have the ability, you deserve not to detect that I am practicing magic during the holidays.
"If you don't have anything else to do, please don't linger at the Ministry of Magic." Old Barty's voice was very calm and unwavering,
"Turn left next door and you'll see the Phantom Apparition Room, I wish you all a smooth journey."
Professor Slughorn nodded flatly, and without a few words of greeting as the others, he left the room with Harry.
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Professor Slughorn took Hallie's direct apparition to Hogsmeade, the only village in Britain made up entirely of wizards.
Harley had heard of the village for a long time, but had not been there.
During Quidditch training, George and Fred hinted that they knew several mysterious passages and could easily access the outside world.
But Harley didn't expect much to go to Hogsmeade, and the things there could be purchased directly from the owl anyway.
Of course, if Hermione or Fleur were willing to go with her to the Lady Pardiff's teahouse mentioned by the seniors, then Hallie would be happy to accompany her.
The two didn't stop at Hogsmeade and followed the road all the way to Hogwarts Castle.
It was also the first time Hallie had been here during the holidays.
Hogwarts Castle is unusually quiet during the holidays, and the long tables in the Great Hall have been magically closed.
The two of them made their way unhindered and went straight to Professor Dumbledore's Headmaster's office.
Dumbledore seemed to know their return as soon as the two of them stepped into the school, sitting at his desk, smiling at the door.
When Fawkes saw Harley, he chirped excitedly, flapped his wings and landed on her shoulder.
Harley was a little glad that she had released Hedwig before she could return, allowing her to fly back on its own.
"How did you get back so quickly?" Although he had known about the return of the two in advance, Professor Dumbledore's face was still a little surprised,
"I thought Cornelly would just leave you behind and let you go for two hours."
"Have you forgotten where we went through the procedures after we returned home?" Professor Slughorn pursed his lips,
"I think you should know the good news, we won the championship.
As for more topics, let Hallie tell you, my old bones need to go home and rest quickly. ”
Professor Slughorn shook his head, said goodbye to Professor Dumbledore, and then turned to leave the Headmaster's office.
Professor Dumbledore nodded, watching Professor Slughorn leave, before looking at Harry:
"Hallie, congratulations on winning this tournament for yourself and for Hogwarts and the British wizarding community.
We both know what you're capable of, but I'm proud of you.
Severus is also very happy, but he has his own business to do, and he will not be back this holiday, so he asked me to convey his congratulations to you. ”
"Thank you, professor, but the biggest credit is for the professors' teachings to me."
"You can't say that," Professor Dumbledore shook his head,
"If you give the same knowledge to Ron or Neville, I don't think they will be able to learn it.
After all, they don't have the talent of you, and they don't put in so much effort. ”
Hallie chuckled and didn't answer.
Professor Dumbledore also changed the subject:
"I don't know if Horace told you that I called you back early because Sirius Black escaped from prison."
"Of course Professor Slughorn told me," Harley raised her eyebrows slightly,
"But Professor, are you afraid that the fugitive Death Eater will come and kill me?"
The corners of Professor Dumbledore's mouth twitched slightly.
Sirius murdering Hallie? Looking for death?
Where was he afraid of Sirius attacking Harley, what he was afraid of was that Harley accidentally killed Sirius!
Although Harry already had a track record of killing Lockhart, Dumbledore still didn't want her to kill more.
After all, killing people with malicious intent and enjoying the process can make the wizard's soul unstable.
And he didn't want the kid to end up like Voldemort.
"Well, I'm just afraid that you'll get too excited when you're attacked and accidentally take Blake's life.
You know, life is too fragile. ”
Professor Dumbledore pondered his words and said euphemistically,
"I also wanted to get a little bit out of his mouth, like why he had been in Azkaban for so long and now he had suddenly escaped.
Also, Why was he able to escape Azkaban? ”
"Got it, Professor." Harry's expression of sudden realization,
"I'll beat him half to death, save a breath, and bring him back for you to interrogate."
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(Thanks to the nine-tailed Yanhu for the tip!) )
(End of chapter)