Hogwart’s Bloodline Wizard

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“He is my son Barty Jr., this photo was taken last year, but I think it will not change much now.” Crouch said with emotion.

“Thanks, Mr. Crouch, the information you provided should be very helpful.” After a few glances, Ivan put the photo away.

“No, I was the one who caused you trouble!” Crouch shook the head, said with a wry smile, then looked towards Ivan, hesitated for a while, and asked again.

“Wrahles, take the liberty to ask, why are you so obsessed with finding my son Barty Jr.?”

Crouch is very confused about this.

He didn’t want to justify Barty Jr. when he asked. On the contrary, he hoped that his son would be caught as soon as possible to make up for the mistakes he had committed before.

But Crouch believes that such things should be left to the headmaster and the faculty members. Shouldn’t a child as big as Ivan focus on studying and living?

even more how Ivan is still Hogwarts’ Champion and just won the second game. It stands to reason that it is the time to celebrate with anger and friends.

“Mr. Crouch, Harry is my best friend, and now he is in danger, of course I can’t let it go…” Ivan explained.

There is another important reason Ivan not at all said, and that is that Barty Jr. Crouch intends to send Harry to Voldemort, so that the Dark Lord can be reborn.

In order to stay for a few more years, Ivan thinks it is better to disturb Voldemort’s resurrection plan. This is why he is so concerned.

Is it for friends and a sense of justice in my heart? Crouch looked towards Ivan, the expression is a bit complicated, and he had a similar idea once…

Crouch patted Ivan on the shoulder with emotion, and after a few words of encouragement, he turned and left.

Ivan stopped chatting with Crouch when he had new clues, and walked all the way downstairs to the auditorium.

Entering the hall, Ivan found that he was a little late. The long table of the four houses was full of people. Fortunately, Harry, Ron, and Hermione left a space for himself. Ivan hurried over and sat down. .

“Ivan, where did you go? George and the others held a celebration in the common room in the afternoon, but they never waited for you.” Harry asked curiously.

“I found an empty classroom to practice magic… You know, I don’t like to attend celebrations very much. I might as well read two more books when I have that time.” Ivan said vaguely. I clicked the empty plate in front of him with wand, and a delicious steak appeared in front of him.

“You should have told me in advance. I knew I would not go anymore.” Harry sighed, thinking of the “enthusiastic” Gryffindors in the afternoon, he wanted to find a place to sew down.

Because of Ivan’s absence, most of the young lion’s firepower was transferred to him, and he kept asking him to repeat his dangerous experience at the bottom of the lake, as if he didn’t get tired of listening at all.

George and Fred De even made up his rescue of Ginny into a song of love story, and teased Ginny as his most beloved baby…

Harry kept complaining about George and Fred’s mischief, but Ivan simply didn’t hear what Harry was talking about. His attention had long been on the young wizard who likes to eat sweets.

But Ivan looked around, and soon realized that it was too difficult to find Barty Jr. -Crouch based on the characteristics of eating sweets.

Because most young wizards have a special preference for sweets, if each and everyone is checked, when do they have to find out?

Ivan frowned, very disappointed. He thought he had a key clue that he could use to find out Barty Jr., but now it seems that this clue has limited effect.

Kang Dang~

Just as Ivan was thinking, a crisp sound suddenly came from the hall, interrupting his thoughts.

Ivan turned his head weirdly and looked there, and found that it was the reckless Neville who accidentally ran into Moody who was about to leave the auditorium. There was a knocked over plate on the ground, and the pastry inside was so random. Of scattered on the ground.

“Hug…sorry, Professor Moody…I didn’t mean it!” Neville stumbled and sat on the ground. As soon as he looked up, he saw Moody’s scarred face, and the words were uncomfortable.

“Be careful next time, kid!” Moody said angrily, and picked up Neville, who fell to the ground, and then pierced cane and cast a cleaning spell to pack the broken plates and pastries to In the trash bag.

“Professor Moody is always like this?” Ivan looked at this scene from a distance, thoughts move, and suddenly asked.

“Of course, Professor Moody just looks fierce. In fact, he is very good.” Harry clicked nodded. After most of the semester’s contact, his impression of Moody is getting better and better.

Although Moody tends to be very strict in class, they can always learn a lot of new knowledge in Moody’s Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

“Yes, if Professor Moody can be a little more normal, don’t always suspect that someone wants to murder him, it would be better!” Ron on the side also said with a spit.

“I’m not asking you about this.” Ivan rolled the eyes, “I mean, did you notice that Professor Moody likes to eat some desserts after meals.”

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and then shook the head together. Who should pay attention to this?

Ivan sighed, knowing that he could not count on them, he each minding their own business. In retrospect, he vaguely remembered that during the first time of school, he had seen Moody take some cakes and sweets after the meal. Circle and so on, but I don’t know if this happens often.

“Professor Moody does have a habit of eating dessert…what’s wrong? What do you ask this for?” Hermione said suddenly.

“Are you sure?” Ivan put his hand on Hermione’s shoulder and asked eagerly.

“I listened to the house elf in the kitchen. Sometimes, Professor Moody would go to the kitchen in the middle of the night to prepare them for supper.” Hermione pouted her mouth and said dissatisfiedly, and then it was like opening the conversation box. Same, continue to talk endlessly.

“Those house elf are pitiful enough. They need to be constantly busy during the day. They are responsible for cleaning the entire castle and preparing food for us. At night, they should have a good rest. As a result, they are always disturbed by very late at night. They!”

Speaking of this, Hermione also glanced at Ivan, because from the information she learned, Ivan occasionally went to the kitchen in the middle of the night to force the house elfs to cook.