Hogwart’s Bloodline Wizard

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Seeing that Crouch was willing to be soft, Ivan relaxed, and then used wand to force Crouch to stay away from the fireplace.

However, the meaning of Crouch not at all moving, he couldn’t see Ivan in the invisible state, but guessed Ivan’s identity from his voice, and his words suddenly became tough.

“Wrahles, I don’t know why you are willing to follow Alastor into my office, but I hope you can understand that assaulting a senior employee of Ministry of Magic is not a small crime, enough to make you stay in Azkaban For a while! If you regret it now, you still have time…”

“It may not be us…Stinchcombe who should enter Azkaban!” Moody sneered a few times, “I now accuse you of modifying the game regulations privately, using Confundus Charm on Goblet of Fire and attempting to murder Harry-Potter!”

“I murdered Harry-Potter?” Stinchcombe-Crouch laughed at Moody’s words, “Why do I do this?”

“In addition, do you have a Ministry of Magic search and arrest warrant? Who allowed you to investigate me privately? Investigate the director of an international cooperation and exchange department?” Stinchcombe-Crouch said harshly.

Moody automatically ignored Stinchcombe-Crouch’s words, emphasized, and pointed at Crouch with wand. “I think that letter is proof! Give it to me, hurry!”

Stinchcombe -Crouch said nothing, but looked at Moody indifferently.

The latter became more and more impatient, and took a few steps forward to grab it himself.

At this moment, Stinchcombe-Crouch said suddenly.

“I can show you the letter… there is nothing shameful in it!”

While speaking, Stinchcombe-Crouch passed the envelope he was holding in his hand, and continued angrily. “I hope you don’t regret it!”

“I won’t!” Moody grinned grinningly, snatched the letter over, trembled, and checked it.

“What is written on it?” Ivan hurriedly asked. He also wanted to check it out, but he was worried that Crouch might make some moths while they were distracted.

Moody not at all answered Ivan’s words directly, but looked at Crouch suspiciously, and questioned. “What have you been looking for these months? Or… looking for someone?”

“This is my personal business, I have no obligation to answer you!” Crouch had no instinct to imprison him at all, and his attitude was very tough, he stared at Moody. “You should have finished reading it? That letter couldn’t be more ordinary!”

“That’s not necessarily true, I advise you to be honest, Stinchcombe!” Moody grabbed Crouch’s robe and said fiercely fiercely.

“I don’t believe you will spend such a long time doing something that is not important.

I asked Bagman, and he said that you haven’t seen the silhouette for several months, and he has given him all the affairs of the Triwizard Cup. My friends in the Cooperation and Exchange Department have never seen you return to the Ministry of Magic… Besides, just now I checked the files on your desk and you haven’t touched them! “

“It must be very important and urgent to let you put down these tasks at the same time. I guess you have to do it very secretly, right?”

Moody’s words were sharp, and the big magic eye was staring at Crouch’s expression change.

Ivan on the side was also staring at Crouch, but to his disappointment, no matter what Moody said, Crouch’s expression was extraordinarily calm, without a slight change.

But think about it, Ivan feels normal again. Crouch is the former executive director. He has risen all the way from Auror. The usual methods of inquiry are meaningless to him.

“Have you had enough trouble? Alastor? These all are my personal affairs, it has nothing to do with Potter!” Stinchcombe-Crouch broke Moody’s hand, looked at them, and said sharply. “I want to meet Dumbledore and ask him how he manages his faculty and…students!”

Moody grasped the letter in his hand, that hideous face twitched constantly, and for a while, there was something if you ride a tiger, it’s hard to get off.

“Can you show me that letter?” Ivan asked suddenly.

Moody rolled his head, without hesitation, and threw the letter in his hand.

Ivan reached out and took it, opened the envelope and looked at it for a few moments, and found that the content of the letter was very vague-the sender probably hoped that Stinchcombe-Crouch would be able to allow some time, because I wanted to find it all over England with just one photo Some clues are very difficult…

Ivan had to admit that Crouch was very cautious. This letter didn’t reveal much information at all, but thinking of Crouch’s various abnormalities before, the guess in his mind resurfaced.

“Did you think of anything? Wrahles?” Moody noticed the change in Ivan’s expression and asked.

“You can show that note to our Mr. Crouch!” Ivan said casually, and then each minding their own business picked up the Daily Prophet and planned to confirm it.

Moody was dissatisfied with Ivan’s behavior, curl one’s lip, and took out the parchment with some charred corners from the pocket of the wizard robe and turned it over.

“Recognize? This handwriting?” Moody asked.

At first, Crouch didn’t understand what these two people were doing, but after he saw the scribbled handwriting,

In my heart is filled with the stormy waves.

He tried hard to suppress his emotions so as not to show a weak spot in front of Moody.

However, the work will be broken in the next second.

“Do you know this handwriting, don’t you? It was written by someone you know very well…” Ivan dropped the letter and Daily Prophet on the table, staring at Crouch’s eyes, and said with certainty .

“No, you are mistaken, I don’t have any impression…” Crouch shook the head, the expression on his face was a little unnatural.

“You are lying!” Ivan interrupted Crouch’s words. Under the perception of Legilimens, the fluctuating emotions of the other party were as conspicuous to him as candlelight in the night!

Ivan tried to take a step closer. Crouch’s panic was accumulating bit by bit. He avoided Ivan’s eyes, but the fluttering words still passed to his ears as they were. He dug out the secret hidden in his brain.

“He was lost, right?”

“You have been looking for him in the past few months, looking for him crazy! You are worried that something will happen to him, or something will happen, and you are even more worried that he will be caught by others and affect your career!”

“After all… he is (your son!)”

Ivan couldn’t say the last few words, because Crouch’s emotions had completely broken down, he ignored the wand on his neck, and pulled Ivan up by the collar.

“Immediately…get out of my brain!” Crouch yelled.

“Let go of him, Stinchcombe!” Moody immediately rushed up, pulled Crouch’s hand away, and kicked Crouch to the ground.