"You mean, Barty didn't go to the game, but he gave Twinkle a place in the box, right, and how did you know all that, Harry?"

Dumbledore's deep eyes made Harry lose his mind for a moment, and he nodded and said in a trance,

"Before the game, when I walked into the box, I quickly spotted Twilight but I didn't know it was Twilight, I thought it was Dobby, you know, Professor, the house-elves all look the same."

Dumbledore nodded in understanding, and Harry continued,

"Coincidentally, Twilight and Dobby knew each other, so we chatted, and Sparkle told me something about Dobby, and then it talked about himself and Mr. Crouch, and it told me that Mr. Crouch had sent it to the box to take its place, Professor Dumbledore--"

Harry spoke to Professor Dumbledore, but looked at Professor Bryan in confusion,

"Twinkle is currently working in the kitchen, so if you want to know about that mark, why not call it?"

"We'll go talk to it after we get to the bottom of it, Harry--"

Amosta said, thinking for a moment, and then asked,

"So, Barty didn't come to this box until the riot started, during the game, did you, have you noticed this, or maybe he came quietly to watch the game for a while, but maybe you didn't?"

Amosta thought that Harry would be hesitant or need to think carefully, but unexpectedly, he said very simply,

"No, Professor Blaine, Mr. Crouch hasn't been to the box, my location is near the door of the box, whoever enters the box has to pass me, and I didn't notice anyone coming in after the game started."

There was only a brief moment Harry wasn't sure that it was the first dozen seconds of the Bulgarian mascot dance, but Harry didn't think that Crouch had slipped in at that time, because Mr. Weasley was by his side at the time, and the Minister of Magic was in the box, and if Mr. Crouch walked in, they would definitely not turn a blind eye.

"Hmm-"

Amosta groaned and nodded,

"So. That is, Twinkle occupied two positions at the time, one of which sat on its own and one was empty next to it. Has anyone ever sat in this empty seat during the game? ”

Harry wasn't so sure about that.

It stands to reason that there is no 'standing ticket' in the box, everyone has their own place, and the decent bigwigs in the wizarding world in the box at that time must not have done anything without quality, but at that time, the game was exciting, and many people had left their positions to cheer, who can guarantee that they will not do the wrong position?

Harry looked at Hermione and Ron, but his two friends were hesitant and didn't dare to guarantee the answer to the question.

"Please keep going, Hermione--"

Professor Dumbledore didn't seem to be at all puzzled by Professor Bryan's brainless question, and he made an inviting gesture to Hermione.

Hermione took a deep breath and was silent for a few seconds before she began to speak again.

From Barty Crouch's unwillingness to believe the truth after returning from the box to no avail, including Amos's interrogation of Flash, including Flash's dismissal from the angry Crouch all the way to Mr. Arthur escorting them back to Sirius's tent, Hermione said everything.

However, in the process, Professor Dumbledore and Professor Bryan never asked any more questions, and they seemed to have a confident judgment about the tangled matter.

"Very well, Hermione—"

When Hermione's words landed, Dumbledore nodded approvingly,

"And Harry, and Ron, thank you for the valuable truth you provided to me and Professor Bryan, it cleared up our confusion, and I have to say, the information you provided was very valuable--"

Dumbledore's praise made the three Harry both happy and confused.

"I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Blaine—"

Hermione asked, a little apprehensive,

"What we just said will help Shiny clear her name, I mean, will the Ministry of Magic open a note of innocence for Shiny. What does it mean? ”

"No need to bother, Hermione--" the corners of Amosta's mouth twitched, "as long as I and Professor Dumbledore. Of course, there's no problem with Mr. Crouch believing that Twilight is innocent, oh! ”

Amosta looked at the wall clock on the wall and said apologetically,

"I'm sorry, we've been delayed for so long, hurry up, Harry, Hermione, Ron, hurry up to the Great Hall, you should still be able to eat in time, it's such a cold weather, you can't sleep without filling your stomach!"

The three of them got up from their stools in a daze. They were called out to the Headmaster's office by Professor McGonagall in a panic, expecting it to be something big, but it turned out that Professor Dumbledore and Professor Blaine asked some questions about the Dark Mark that appeared over the arena on the night of the Quidditch Final.

Of course, the Dark Mark was something that needed to be taken seriously, but Harry didn't think it was enough for Professors Dumbledore and Bryan to take it so seriously, and besides, it had been so long.

The three of them walked into the office in a daze, and walked out in a daze.

As he passed the golden branch perched on Fawkes again, Harry suddenly stopped and turned his head to see Professor Bryan still standing in front of Dumbledore's desk watching them, as if he had no intention of leaving.

Belch.

"Do you remember anything important, Harry?" Amosta raised his chin.

"Oh, it has nothing to do with the Dark Mark thing, Professor—"

Harry hesitated, but decided to tell Fleur's request, after all, he had promised Fleur to be her dance partner, and he should do her a small favor.

"It's Beauxbatons' Warrior, Fleur Delacour"

It was embarrassing to talk about this in front of Professor Dumbledore and Professor Blaine, Harry's face flushed, and he said,

"Ahem. Well, in the foyer. Just now, Fleur asked me to tell you that we are dance partners. That's it! ”

After stammering this, Harry swooped out of the Headmaster's office as if he were riding his firebolt, not giving Professor Bryan a chance to ask him anything.

After pausing in place for more than ten seconds, Amosta came to his senses and sat down with a dumb smile.

Fleur got Harry to be her dance partner at the Yule Ball?

Amosta shook her head secretly, this girl's mind is really wild. However, this was nothing, and Amosta put the matter behind him and was ready to discuss with Dumbledore about the facts that were almost certain, however, when he looked back, he found that Dumbledore was looking at him with an interested look.

"What's wrong, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Amosta's brow sank slightly, and he said in a displeased tone that he didn't want to discuss the topic.

"It's amazing, Amosta--"

Dumbledore said with a smile,

"You invited Miss Fleur Delacour to be your dance partner, didn't you, and you were turned down?"

This old man, pretending to be confused--

Amosta's face darkened, he knew that Dumbledore was fishing for him, but he still said more,

"Maybe it's the opposite of what you expected, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Oh, really?"

Dumbledore's silver eyebrows swayed, and he still looked at Amosta with a smile,

"It's a pity that I've always thought Miss Fleur Delacour is very good, and she seems to be very fond of you. So, who would have the privilege of dancing with you at the ball, Amosta? ”

Without waiting for Amosta to speak, Dumbledore immediately answered his question with a surprised look,

"Oh! Mo Fei. Is it Professor Moody's? Seriously, that's a good choice, Amosta, and I don't think you have to."

"Let's talk about Barty Crouch Jr., Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Amosta said with a black face and murderous intent.

(End of chapter)