Ch 686-690

"What the **** are you talking about? Does Mr. Crouch have a son? Why does he put Harry's name in the Goblet of Fire?" Seamus couldn't understand Ivan's words at all, and spoke confusedly. Asked.

But Ivan didn't mean to explain, his attention had been attracted by the names of the headmaster's office.

After a few glances at the map, Ivan turned his head to look at Harry, and said solemnly. "Go! Let's go to Professor Dumbledore now. He happens to be in the office. I will explain the matter about Barty Jr. on the way to you later!"

Harry nodded and didn't change his clothes, so he ran out of the bedroom with Ivan in this pajamas.

"Wait for me! I'll go with you too!" Ron hurriedly shouted, and immediately followed.

On the way to the principal's office, Ivan Shun took a brief account of what happened the other day, and now there is no need to hide it.

After listening to Ivan's story, Harry and Ron were both shocked and unable to speak for a while. After a while, Ron seemed to have recovered and stammered.

"You mean Professor Moody was controlled by the Imperius Curse before? How is this possible? He is a legendary Auror and has caught so many dark wizards!"

Harry also couldn't believe it. He had seen Moody's performance during this period of time. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the best Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor, not to mention Moody's treatment of himself. Last time, he kindly said something to help him smash Malfoy.

"Harry, have you forgotten? The more wise the dark wizard is, the better at composing lies, such as Professor Quirrell in the first grade. Who would believe that he did so many bad things if he didn't show his feet? Reminded.

Harry and Ron were speechless, but quickly and gloomily asked why Ivan didn't tell them earlier.

Especially Harry was struggling with this. He thought that since Voldemort wanted to arrest him, he should at least have the right to know, but now that Barty Crouch Jr. is dead, he just knew it was. The other party intends to frame himself.

"In the beginning, I was just guessing, if I said it in advance, but in the end I accidentally guessed it wrong, wouldn't it be embarrassing..." Ivan shrugged and explained it in confusion.

Harry planned to ask again, but the entrance to the principal's office was already near, so he had to hold the temporary doubt in his mind.

"Chilled lemon juice!" Ivan said to the huge stone beast in front of the door.

In order to report things in an emergency, Dumbledore has informed him of the import and export orders of the principal's office in recent months.

The huge stone beast rumbling, moved slowly to give way to a passage, and Ivan and the others immediately walked up the spiral staircase.

Before they could enter the principal's room, the fierce quarrels came out first.

Harry and Ron vaguely heard the voices that seemed to be Fudge and Umbridge.

Ivan was not surprised at all, he had already seen the names of these two men and some Aurors on the map.

Walking upstairs, Ivan did not expect to see a bunch of people standing in the principal's office.

The one at the head is Cornelius Fudge, the current Minister of Magic, who will be pointing at the corpse of Barty Crouch Jr. on the ground, frowning and speaking.

"Albus, so you came to me this time, just to tell me that this scorched corpse is Mr. Crouch's son Batty Jr.? That died in Azkaban more than ten years ago. Death Eater?

And he also planned a conspiracy, put Harry's name in the Goblet of Fire, intending to use this game to send Harry to the mysterious man? "

Fudge looked at Dumbledore with a look that you seemed to be teasing me, like a patient with severe Alzheimer's.

However, Dumbledore didn't mean to be joking at all, he spoke very seriously.

"I know you might have a hard time accepting this, Connelly, so I have asked Aristo to invite Batty over, and he will tell you if all this is true!"

"I don't think you think that Batty is willing to take the risk of staying in Azkaban for a lifetime, lying and deceiving you? This is more ridiculous than the things I told you, isn't it?"

Dumbledore's words were extremely sharp, and under his gaze, a heavy pressure enveloped everyone's heart.

Fudge lost his former composure. He looked around in a panic, as if expecting someone to stand up and refute Dumbledore's words.

But all the Aurors cringed, even Umbridge, who was the most active on weekdays, didn't move. Her mouth seemed to be sewn on, and she was closed tightly, unable to speak.

Fudge stepped back anxiously, until he stood in the crowd, he seemed to feel more relieved.

But what followed was an angry mood, and Fudge took the pressure as Dumbledore's provocation to himself, and said forcefully.

"Albus... To be honest, I don't know what you are doing... Barty Jr is dead long ago, and two Aurors watched him get buried in the ground with their own eyes!

The same is true for the mysterious man. He had already died that night. Everyone in the magical world knew this. He would never come back! forever and always! "

Fudge roared hysterically, every word seemed to be forced out of his mouth.

Dumbledore's expression became more and more disappointed, and he opened his mouth to continue to persuade him, but before then a familiar voice rang first.

"No, you are wrong, Mr. Minister!"

The sudden words interrupted the conversation of several people, and everyone heard the reputation.

Harry, who was stuck in the door, struggled to get rid of the two Aurors who were blocking him~www.mtlnovel.com~ and bravely stood in front of the crowd.

Ivan was helpless by his recklessness, but he still followed. He chose to be there at this time just to listen to some useful information, rather than specifically as a target.

"Oh, Mr. Potter, and... Hals, why are you here? Albus didn't tell me. He would invite you two to testify." Fudge narrowed his eyes and said flatly, Ivan The timing of waiting for someone to come was a bit too coincidental.

As for Ron at the back, he was directly ignored by Fudge, he only remembered that it was supposed to be a Weasley kid.

"Voldemort is still alive, Mr. Minister! I saw him with my own eyes!" Harry's first words shocked everyone present.

Fudge froze completely, and the Aurors also looked a little nervous.

But Harry didn't mean to stop at all, he continued eagerly. "He is coming back soon, planning to slaughter a Muggle village to restore his power. If we can't stop him in time, then everything is over!"

Harry's words were like dropping a depth bomb in the calm black lake, making the atmosphere in the principal's office agitated.

Dumbledore frowned, staring at Harry without speaking.

Fudge's expression on the side was almost distorted, and he interrupted Harry's words angrily. "Nonsense! You will never have seen him, you must be lying!"

"I didn't, sir..." Harry eagerly wanted to explain, but before he could say a few words, he was interrupted by Umbridge.

"You just said you knew the mysterious man's plan, Potter?" Umbridge demanded.

Harry nodded blankly.

"This is the biggest lie! If, as you said, the mysterious man is still alive and planning a secret plan, then how did you know the news?" Umbridge's words are very harsh, a pair of poisonous snakes. Normal eyes stared directly at Harry.

"Voldemort said it himself!" Harry responded loudly. "I had a dream. In the dream I became a snake and sneaked into a small room. Voldemort was staying there. He was talking to Peter Pettigrew..."

Before he could finish speaking, Umbridge laughed mockingly. "A dream?"

"Ah, it seems that things can't be clearer..." Fudge's mouth also raised a sneer smile, he turned to look at the Aurors, and said.

"Everyone heard that? Mr. Potter intends to tell us that he has had a few nightmares these days and dreams of a mysterious man trying to murder him. This may scare him so much that he has to sneak into the principal's room in the middle of the night. Seek comfort..."

Hearing this, several Aurors laughed one after another, and the solemn atmosphere in the principal's room was swept away.

"This is not the first time, Mr. Minister! I also dreamed of him last time. He wanted to send someone to catch me, and then Barty Crouch Jr. threw my name into the Goblet of Fire!" Harry stammered to excuse.

Fudge didn't even pay attention to what Harry was saying, and scolded impatiently. "Listen, kid! This is not a place to play, and I don't have so much time to listen to your ridiculous dreams. The Ministry of Magic has more important things waiting for me to deal with..."

"Also... Albus, I think you may need to take a good rest recently, lest your mind become too awake. I can't believe that you would have a nightmare of a child!" Fudge looked at Dumbledore. , Said quite dissatisfied.

"Sometimes dreams also bring some indications... Connelly!" Dumbledore's expression was still calm, but there was an unspeakable power in his eyes looking at Fudge, which made every word of him deep. Deep in everyone's mind.

"Otherwise, how do you explain the Dark Mark raised in the Quidditch Cup this year? Peter Pettigrew's escape is also a very obvious omen!

The fact is that Voldemort has got the help of Pettigrew, he has become stronger, and he is planning to become stronger! "

"Enough, don't talk to me about this!" Fudge interrupted Dumbledore's words sharply, his face rose to purple-red, and an anger rose from his heart.

"Do you still want to tell me that this kid has the gift of a prophet? And Peter Pettigrew is dead, the Dementor killed him, right in front of me, I know all this better than you! The dark mark that day was just It's just an accident. The Aurors have received some news, and they will catch the troublemakers sooner or later!"

Fudge refuted every word of Dumbledore with the sharpest words.

He simply couldn't understand why Dumbledore wanted to arouse people's panic. Obviously, the magic world is very peaceful now. The Dark Lord's wreckage has been happening more than ten years ago, and those extreme Death Eaters are also Was imprisoned in Azkaban.

As the Minister of Magic, he has been painstakingly maintaining this peaceful scene over the years, and he has devoted countless efforts to this!

Fudge even suspected that Dumbledore was deliberately trying to create a crisis. After all, everyone knew that he was the only person afraid of the Dark Lord. In this way, Dumbledore could take the opportunity to raise his voice and give himself the Minister of Magic Get it down.

The atmosphere in the principal's room remained stalemate like this, no matter what Dumbledore said, Fudge's faith could not be shaken.

Ivan, who was watching, shook his head secretly. He knew very well that unless Voldemort was resurrected and appeared in front of them, Fudge would not be able to accept the reality. Instead, he would stubbornly feel that this is Dumbledore's political trick. The purpose is to compete with oneself for power.

After the negotiation for a while, Fudge flicked his sleeves angrily and left, but at this moment, there was another sound of footsteps outside the door.

"It should be Batty here!" Dumbledore said, guessing, turning his head and looking at the door.

Fudge stopped.

As Dumbledore had expected, Crouch quickly walked in from the door, and Moody followed him with a cane.

After entering the door, Moody's blue magic eye swept around in the principal's room, noticed the expressions on the faces of Fudge and Dumbledore, and grinned and spoke.

"It seems that your talks are not going well?"

"Connelly doesn't agree with me..." Dumbledore replied, raising his brows.

"How do you want me to believe you, Albus?" Fudgefu said angrily. "The Ministry of Magic is a place for proof~www.mtlnovel.com~ You can't expect me to tell those Aurors—Magic Harry Potter, the world's savior, had a dream, so they had to spend time and effort to find the mysterious man who had been dead for more than ten years!"

"Not only that, a lot of evidence has always been placed in front of you, Connelly! It's just that you insist on not believing it!" Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"Evidence? Where is it? Why didn't I see it?" Fudge said with a sneer, then he turned his gaze to the ground again.

"Or, do you mean this scorched corpse with a blind face? No one can prove that he is Barty Crouch Jr.!"

"I can prove it!" Crouch, who had been silent for a long time, took a few steps closer, and he was also looking at the corpse covered with white cloth, with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Connelly! He is my son. I can't make a mistake, and there is no need to lie to you... Besides, I think you should listen to Albus's advice carefully. If there is anything you don't understand , I am happy to answer for you..."

"No, I don't think it's necessary! You're arrested now, Batty!" Fudge said coldly. He waved his hand, and Umbridge immediately surrounded him with people.

In the face of the tough law enforcement Auror, Crouch didn't mean to resist, but he was relieved, and he extended his hands to let a few people shack him, and even asked casually.

"It seems that you finally figured it out, Connelly, are you planning to arrest me on charges of favoritism?"

"It is suspected of murdering Bertha Jorkins! She has been missing for almost a year, and you are the last to see her!" Fudge said sharply.

Crouch's expression instantly froze, and he looked at Fudge in disbelief. "I think Dumbledore should have explained it to you. I just used a powerful oblivion spell on Bertha Jorkins, and then she went all the way to Romania, the mysterious man..."

"The mysterious man killed her?" Fudge first said what Crouch wanted to say, and then continued. "Who knows if you are lying? I would rather believe that you want to push all this to the mysterious person!"

"It just so happens that there is a corpse with an invisible face. I suspect that she is Bertha Jorkins!" Fudge indifferently told the Auror to take the scorched corpse away.

Dumbledore watched the movements of Fudge and the Aurors, with a little anger on his face, he knew he could not count on the help of the Ministry of Magic.

"Ah! I almost forgot..." Fudge led someone to the door, suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look at Ivan. "Halse, if I'm not mistaken, you should have been there at the time, and you just found this corpse, right? So you should follow along and make a transcript."

Ivan laughed at Fudge's remarks. How could he fail to see that Fudge was threatening himself and wanted him to make a false testimony to completely characterize this incident as Crouch's murder of Bertha Jorkins.

Otherwise, it is not that he happened to find the corpse, but that he and Crouch were involved in the murder...

But Ivan is not scared. He is very clear about his reputation in the magical world, and because Dumbledore is here, it is not easy for Fudge to convict himself, so he speaks mercilessly. Sarcastically said.

"I think you need to make up for the relevant knowledge, Minister Fudge!"

"Little Barty died of suicide. You only need to use the flashback spell to test the wand he used to understand this. It has nothing to do with me and Mr. Crouch!"

"In addition, I also need to remind the Minister that even if you can't see your face clearly, professionals can tell the age and gender of a person based on his bones!

The difference between male and female pelvis is the most obvious feature. If you are willing to explain the dead at the scene, you will immediately know that the dead is actually a wizard, not the so-called Bertha Jorkins!

The existing genetic technology of Muggles can also help you confirm his identity. As long as you send it to be tested, the Muggles will accurately tell you that the corpse in front of you is Mr. Crouch's son Barty! "

Ivan analyzed it, then looked at Fudge with contempt and spoke. "Excuse me, do you still have any questions that I need to help answer?"

Fudge was choked directly, and couldn't reply for a long time.

"Halse is right." Moody also said in help at this time. "I heard Crouch said that Auror followed when his son was buried, and I must be able to find the exact burial site of the body. If you don't believe me, you can dig up the grave to take a look and confirm it further!"

"That was all over ten years ago, who will remember the specific location where it was buried..." Fudge shook his head and replied impatiently.

"If they happen to forget, my **** can help them remember!" Dumbledore said suddenly, blocking Fudge's last excuse.

But this also successfully angered Fudge. He looked at Dumbledore, then turned his gaze to Ivan, Moody, and Harry, his expression gradually becoming a little ugly.

"Very good...very good! It seems that you are determined to go against me, right?" Fudge said angrily.

"The only thing I want to deal with is Voldemort! It's not that difficult to find out the truth if you want, Connelly," Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"I will send someone to investigate the whole thing! There is a meditation basin in the Ministry of Magic, and you don't need your help!" Fudge said through gritted teeth, and then looked at Umbridge and the others.

"let's go!"

Hearing that, the Aurors were relieved, they didn't want to stay here for a moment, and hurriedly brought Crouch and Barty's corpses to follow.

When this group of people walked out of the principal's room, the room suddenly became empty.

"Professor Dumbledore, shall we just let them take Mr. Crouch like this?" Ivan is worried that Fudge will kill people directly after he returns. There is a precedent in the original time and space.

"Don't worry, Hals, Batty will be fine." Dumbledore said relievedly.

"If he had the guts to kill Batty, he wouldn't be afraid to be like that!" Moody sneered.

Crouch's identity is very unusual. He is a pure-blood wizard himself. He was formerly the director of the Executive Department. He has a lot of friends at the Ministry of Magic. Fudge must go through a formal trial if he wants to convict him.

Thinking of this, Moody turned to look at Dumbledore, and suddenly asked without thinking. "Regret it? Albus?"

Dumbledore was silent. Of course he knew what Moody was asking. The current Minister of Magic Fudge was the one he had recommended...

"If you had happily accepted the position of Minister of Magic~www.mtlnovel.com~ now there will be so many things..." Moody grumbled dissatisfiedly.

After the Wizarding War ended, the Ministry of Magic had sent people to Hogwarts more than a dozen times to ask Dumbledore to be the Minister of Magic, but all were rejected, so Fudge was finally elected.

"It's not the time to talk about this, Alastor!" Dumbledore didn't want to talk more on this topic. He turned the topic and looked at Harry, asking him to repeat his dream experience.

Harry nodded, remembering hard, trying to speak as carefully as possible about everything he saw through the snake's perspective.

Dumbledore pondered for a long time, and his expression became very solemn when he heard that Voldemort was preparing to slaughter the entire Muggle village to restore his strength.

"Do you think that will be true?" Harry asked nervously.

"It's possible that some advanced black magic rituals require death sacrifices." Dumbledore's brows were tightly locked together. Compared with this, what made him care more about was who Voldemort learned about Jie. The news of Batty's death...

"Halse, did you and Miss Granger tell anyone about Barty Jr. during this time?" Dumbledore asked.

Ivan shook his head hesitantly. He was very aware of the importance of confidentiality, so he was usually cautious, and Hermione shouldn't talk about it casually.

And Harry and Ron only learned about Barty Crouch Jr. today, and they were at most half insiders before.

"Albus, it shouldn't be the problem with these kids!" Moody frowned and said in a deep voice. "Little Batty has only been dead for a week. Even if a student happens to learn this news, it will never reach that person's ears so quickly."

Today's Voldemort can be said to be a lonely person, and the source of the news is very closed, so someone must have told him this news specifically.

"Could it be revealed by the Ministry of Magic?" Ivan immediately thought of this.

In his opinion, the Ministry of Magic's intelligence network is similar to a sieve. For example, this year's Top Three Cup was originally a secret event. As a result, many people knew the news in advance before the start of school. From some intelligence analysis, one of the games may be related to the fire dragon...

Therefore, Ivan wondered whether it was the senior officials of that department who had taken refuge in Voldemort and became the inner support of the Dark Lord.

However, just as Ivan was thinking this way, Dumbledore vetoed his speculation. "There is no such possibility. I only told Fudge about Barty Jr. tonight."

"That's weird. According to this, we should be the only people who know the news..." Moody raised his eyebrows, glanced over Ivan and Harry, and then looked at Deng. Blido said again afterwards. "Is it Batty? Or who did he tell?"

Ivan also thinks this is possible. Only Dumbledore, Moody, Hermione, Crouch and himself knew about this before. If they hadn't revealed it, it would have been Crouch!

"I don't think Barty will speak it lightly! Perhaps it was Voldemort's warning magic on Barty Jr. that let him know all this..." Dumbledore interrupted several people's suspicions, now in form Urgently, they need to unite as much as possible instead of suspicion for no reason!

"In short, the most important thing now is to find out the location of the village and prevent the tragedy from happening." Dumbledore added.

"But when England is so big, how can we determine where the mysterious man is going to attack?" Ron asked puzzled.

Harry only knew that the mysterious man was preparing to launch an attack, but he didn't know the specific location of the village at all. He didn't even have a clue, and he couldn't find it.

"Voldemort is now inconvenient to move, and his strength has not been fully restored. He wants to kill a Muggle village but it is not so easy...so he must choose a suitable location to avoid causing a large-scale riot to interrupt the ceremony!" Ivan muttered Muttering to himself.

Muggles are not stupid, and they don't know how to resist and run away in the face of danger. Not to mention people, even if thousands of pigs are thrown into a village, they can't be killed within a few days.

Moody felt that it was reasonable, so he followed Ivan's thinking and continued to analyze it. "So Voldemort will try his best to choose small villages in remote places. There are certainly not too many Muggles living in them. It is more suitable for dozens or hundreds of people, so we can exclude most of the places!"

Dumbledore nodded and nodded, "One more thing to note, Tom is a person who likes nostalgia, so that the location he wants to attack can almost be locked!"

"Do you mean the village where Tom grew up?" Ivan was speechless, and he could naturally guess where Dumbledore was talking about.

But it is just because I know that I feel shocked. People with a little bit of conscience will not go crazy and slaughter the place where they grew up in childhood.

But Voldemort is obviously an exception.

When I was in the second grade, Ivan learned about Tom's bad childhood from the Horcrux diary. Presumably the Dark Lord had no good feelings about it.

"Yes, if Voldemort really intends to cause a massacre, this is the most likely place!" Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

When he was investigating Horcrux some time ago, he visited that village once. It was sparsely populated, facing the sea, and surrounded by mountains and cliffs. Even if something terrible happened, the Muggle government would not be able to support it for a while.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore turned to look at Moody. "Alastor, since Connelly can't count on it anymore, then I'm afraid we can only act on our own."

"It's time to do this, Albus!" Moody grinned. "Do you need me to find them all?"

"No, I'll let Fox be responsible for informing them..." Dumbledore shook his head. Moody is now the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts. He needs to prepare for lessons on weekdays. Contact this kind of trivial matter to Phoenix. Just do it.

"Professor Dumbledore, what about us? What should we do?" Harry hurriedly asked, who had not been able to intervene.

"All you need to do is stay in school and protect yourself!" Dumbledore replied earnestly.

"But..." Harry opened his mouth to retort.

"Your safety is as important as protecting the village, Harry!" Dumbledore interrupted Harry's words. "We can't be sure whether Voldemort is actually planning a massacre, or that it is just a cover. So you must be prepared with both hands..."

Then, without waiting for Harry to respond ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Dumbledore again asked Ivan and others not to disclose what happened tonight, so as not to leak the news again.

"Professor, can I tell Hermione the news?" Ivan asked suddenly. He thought that with Hermione's cleverness, he must be able to extract a lot of information from Harry and Ron, and wanted to hide it from her The difficulty is high.

"Of course, Miss Granger is also a trustworthy person!" Dumbledore nodded.

...

Ten minutes later, Ivan, Harry, and Ron walked out of the principal's room together and walked towards the Gryffindor lounge.

Along the way, several people had a worried expression. Harry and Ron were still immersed in the shocking news that Voldemort wanted to slaughter the village and resurrect.

Ivan sighed helplessly, knowing that his leisurely campus life was about to end before it started, and Voldemort really didn't stop for a moment!

Time flew by, and two months passed in a flash.

However, beyond the expectations of Ivan and others, the magical world was very stable during this period, the school's courses were also proceeding as usual, and everything was so peaceful.

Even when he was in the Potions class, Snape rarely asked them for trouble, but his face was still gloomy, and he didn't know if Dumbledore had arranged another task for him.

As it was approaching the end of the term, the little wizards in the castle became more and more urgent as they were no longer leisurely, so that the originally empty library and lounge were suddenly crowded in the afternoon.

As the Warriors, Ivan and Harry have a heavier burden, after all, they still need to prepare for the upcoming third game.

Just as nervous as the two of them is Hermione, who has been sorting out the spells that may be used in the game these days, and ensuring that Ivan and Harry have mastered them all.

"Professor Moody once said that the location of the last game is in a large maze. They will put some ingenious traps and dangerous magical creatures in the passage of the maze as a test... In addition to other warriors. It is also possible to launch an attack on you!"

Hermione talked to Harry about the precautions of the game, and suggested that he practice the offensive spells listed in the list more these days, and be ready to fight the opponents in the maze.

Harry kept nodding his head, but seemed a little absent-minded throughout.

Ron patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly. "Don't think about mysterious people anymore, Harry! Maybe it's just a nightmare you had. It has been more than two months. If you really want to do it, the mysterious people will already have actions!"

"That can't be a dream, Ron!" Harry retorted. "I didn't even know who Barty Jr. was at the time, but I heard Voldemort mention his death. Do you think it's possible?"

"But even if it's true, we can't do anything now. Compared to this, you might as well think about the game for a few days..." Ron said with his mouth curled.

Harry didn't reply, he knew Ron was right.

In fact, the calm over the past two months has gradually caused him to doubt the authenticity of that dream, worrying that his words will make the professors useless.

Thinking of this, Harry sighed and turned his attention to the long list in front of him, which was a long list of magic spells, most of which he had successfully mastered in the past two months, but such as He still didn't know how to use high-end spells like the Iron Armor Curse.

In contrast, Ivan, who is also a warrior, is much more relaxed.

He had mastered all the basic magic on the list in the early years, and the final exam was never a problem for Ivan, so he became the most laid-back person in the entire lounge, holding a prophet in his hand. Read the daily newspaper carefully.

Before the incident of Barty, Ivan became vigilant, and he paid more and more attention to the importance of intelligence. Reading the newspaper has almost become his daily habit, so as not to miss some key news.

It's just that during the recent period, the Daily Prophet's reports are all about the top three matches, otherwise it's just some lace news, there is not much nutritious content at all, even the arrest of Barty Crouch. Without mentioning a word, Ivan guessed that it was probably suppressed by Fudge.

After reading this for a while, Ivan was suddenly attracted by the content of one of the pages when he thought that today was a lot of lace news.

"You can take a look at this news!" Ivan threw the Daily Prophet on the table and said, pointing to a column of news on it.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all leaned forward curiously and took a look.

"Three days ago, a Muggle was attacked by a curse?" Hermione said uncertainly after reading the contents of the news.

"Yes! And the place where the accident happened was in the village by the sea!" Ivan said affirmatively.

Although this is not clearly stated in the Daily Prophet, Ivan can still roughly analyze it based on the familiar background in the photos on the layout.

"It must be Peter and Voldemort who started to act, let's go and tell Professor Dumbledore!" Harry threw down the book in his hand happily and was about to run out.

Ivan stretched out his hand to hold him, and said helplessly. "No, Harry! Don't you think that Professor Dumbledore doesn't know the news yet? Don't forget, the professor has always sent someone to stare there!"

"Maybe Professor Dumbledore drove the mysterious man away!" Hermione guessed.

"That said, isn't the mysterious man's plan ruined?" Ron was very pleased. The previous news that the mysterious man planned to slaughter the village and resurrect him scared him enough.

"How easy is it!" Ivan shook his head solemnly, but he felt that Dumbledore and Voldemort hadn't met yet.

Otherwise, based on Voldemort's current half-dead state, it would never be impossible to escape from Dumbledore's hands, and the Daily Prophet did not mention signs of wizard fighting there.

This means that Voldemort is still lurking in the dark waiting for an opportunity.

There was no action for two full months before, and Ivan thought that Voldemort was probably looking for a suitable time to start, such as...the day when the last match of the Goblet of Fire started!

As the referee of the Triwizard Tournament, Dumbledore will stay at Hogwarts that day to preside over the entire game. Without Dumbledore, Voldemort would be more at ease.

This attack may be a temptation but I don't know how the members of the Order of the Phoenix dealt with it, and whether it exposed their whereabouts and made Voldemort aware of it.

As they were discussing, an owl flew in from the opening of the window. After wandering around in the lounge, he flew straight towards Harry and threw the envelope he was holding on to the table.

Harry unpacked the envelope and pulled out the parchment inside. After reading the contents of the letter clearly, the whole person looked excited.

"Who sent you the letter? What is written on it?" Ivan asked curiously.

"It's Sirius! He said in his letter that in the third game, the Ministry of Magic will invite relatives of the Warriors to watch the game, and he will come to watch that day too!" Harry said with joy, looking very happy. .

"That's good news!" Ivan smiled, but I don't know if Asiah will come. She seems to hate Dumbledore and is always reluctant to enter Hogwarts...