The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Chapter 176 The Death of Crouch (add 3 for the leader rango)

During the following period of time, Jon showed an unprecedented "behaved".

He hardly ever leaves the Hufflepuff common room, except during school hours; and of course, when he goes to Dumbledore's office for "bringing-up".

Every night, he reads a book in the common room, and will not return to the dormitory until he can't stand the noise inside.

Occasionally practicing a spell or two, Professor Sprout arranged for him an empty dormitory, and Zacharias offered to be a sandbag for him.

For more than two months in a row, he never went to the Room of Requirement again... Jon even had some doubts about the medicinal materials inside, because they had been left for too long, and they might have gone bad.

But he didn't care, since Jon had put aside the content about the potion a little since the veritaserum was configured.

...

During a divination class at the end of May, Professor Sprout suddenly appeared in the classroom.

She told Jon to go to the Quidditch pitch at five o'clock this Sunday afternoon, where Mr. Ludo Bagman would tell the warriors what the third project was about.

Professor Sprout also encouraged Jon to take it easy on the third project.

Then she let Jon go back to divination class.

Professor Trelawney took a displeased look at Jon who returned to the classroom, and then pretended to be mysterious and predicted that there would be a death before the end of this semester.

It's a pity that both Hufflepuff and Gryffindor students have recognized her true colors after a year of divination.

No one paid attention to her prophecy, and everyone just laughed.

...

On Sunday afternoon, Jon left the Hufflepuff common room and walked across the hall; just in time to bump into Harry Potter, who was being driven down the stairs.

The two headed to the Quidditch pitch together, Harry still wondering what to see next.

But when they came to Mrs. Hooch's cottage, they were both quite surprised.

The Quidditch pitch was no longer flat and smooth. It seems that someone has built countless long low walls here, and these low walls are intricate, winding and extending in all directions.

Ludo Bagman and two other warriors are waiting for them here.

Fleur gave Jon a bright smile, and Krum nodded back at them.

"Well, what do you think?" Bagman said with a dejected look on his face, "it's going well, isn't it? In another month, Hagrid will make them twenty feet tall. Don't worry... well, I think you can probably guess what we're going to do here?"

"Is it a maze?" Krum said gruffly.

"That's right!" Mr. Bagman said, "It's a maze. The third item is very simple and clear. The Triwizard Tournament Cup is placed in the center of the maze. Whoever is able to touch it first will get full marks. "

"Should we just go through the maze?" Fleur said.

"There will be some obstacles, such as Hagrid's animals, or some spells..." Bagman continued to explain: "As before, enter according to the score; Mr. Hart will be the first, followed by Krum Monsieur, Miss Delacour, and Mr Potter!"

Then, Bagman seemed a little impatient, and left in a hurry after saying this.

The four warriors watched the labyrinth which was still under construction.

Jon and Fleur left here, and the two returned to the castle talking and laughing; since the second project, Fleur's attitude towards Jon has been pretty good.

Harry wanted to go back to the castle, but was held back by Krum.

Krum whispered a few words to Harry, and then, relying on his mighty muscles, pulled Harry to the Forbidden Forest.

Jon knew that Krum was asking Harry about Hermione, so he didn't stop them.

...

I ate something in the lobby. After eating, it was almost seven o'clock.

Jon hurried to Dumbledore's office on the eighth floor. There were only a few weeks left in this semester, and his "confinement" times were few.

It's rare that the stone monster isn't sleeping at this point...

Because someone was trying to break into Dumbledore's office.

"...can you open the door?" Harry Potter said angrily, his face was full of anxiety: "I really need to see Professor Dumbledore, it's very important!"

The stone monster raised his head coldly and ignored him at all.

Harry kicked it hard, which did nothing but hug the toe in pain.

"What's wrong?" Jon walked over and asked calmly.

"Jon..." Harry glanced at him, the anxiety on his face did not disappear at all: "I have to see Professor Dumbledore...Mr. Crouch appeared near the Forbidden Forest...he seems to have gone crazy... "

Jon realized what was going on, and he took a few steps closer, ready to help Harry open the door.

But it seems that he doesn't need his help...

At this time, behind the stone monster, the stone wall full of words opened quietly, and Dumbledore stood there, wearing a long green robe, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

"Is something wrong?" he asked, looking from Harry to Jon.

Jon waved his hand, indicating that he was just passing by.

"Professor... Mr. Crouch is here - in the forest, he wants to talk to you... Crouch, he's not quite right... He, he's out of his mind... He said he wanted to remind..." Harry gasped and shouted, "Krum stays there looking after him..."

"Lead the way ahead," said Dumbledore without hesitation, and hurried off along the corridor with Harry, leaving Jon alone beside the monster.

From a distance, I heard Harry saying intermittently:

"...Mr. Crouch said he had done a terrible thing...and mentioned his son...and Bertha Jorkins...and--and Voldemort...as if Voldemort had grown stronger It's..."

Jon looked at their retreating backs, thought about it carefully, and decided not to follow.

He glanced at the stone monster.

The stone monster, who had a cold face just now, immediately lowered his head and showed a husky smile.

"Sugar quill..." it took the initiative to speak.

"Well, sugar quill!" Jon said hastily.

The Golem stepped out of the way, and Jon hurried in.

Just a few seconds after walking in, the big bright red bird bumped into it.

Fox also seemed to know that Dumbledore would not be back in a short time, and its eyes were fixedly waiting for Jon's purse.

Jon took out a few herbal medicine packets from his pocket, looked at the Phoenix who was devouring it, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

"Poor thing... how poorly Professor Dumbledore feeds you..."