Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 379: Mad-Eye Moody

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Ivan told this shocking fact, but obviously the expressions of Sirius and Mr. Weasley do not believe it.

"Barty helped his son escape from Azkaban ?!" Mr. Weasley said in surprise, "How is this possible, he would not do such a thing."

He looked at Ivan worriedly, then turned his head to look at Sirius.

With a panicked look on Mr. Weasley's face, he has no idea what to do.

It seems that he wants two people to call him a happy April Fool's Day together.

"Ivan, I thought you knew the nature of Crouch just now!" Sirius continued to try to persuade, "Trust me, he did n’t even excuse his son at the Wizengamot trial, let alone violate it. The law helped him escape! Anything that threatens his reputation, he must be put aside, he has no fatherly love. "

"But you also said that Crouch is cruel, if there is a way to rescue his son without being discovered, why doesn't he do it?"

"There is Azkaban, the most heavily guarded prison of wizard(s)!" Sirius said impatiently, "You will know what it looks like when you look at it. How can Crouch be under the guard of thousands of dementor(s), Bring out a living person from there? "

"dementor(s) has no eyes, they ca n’t see the surroundings, they can only feel the breath of the creatures, which is the main reason why you were able to escape successfully." Ivan did not resign, "Crouch only needs to play a little trick. Can blind those dementor(s). "

"What trick?" Sirius asked, frowning tightly.

"Polyjuice Potion!" Ivan whispered, "He used Polyjuice Potion to make his wife look like a son, dementor(s) can't see it, they can only smell a healthy person and a dying person coming in, and another Healthy people and a dying person leave. "

After Ivan finished speaking, neither Mr. Weasley nor Sirius spoke.

The expression on their faces was extremely shocked, and they seemed to want to find out the loopholes in this plan, but after thinking for a long time, they found that there was no way to refute Ivan.

"Is there evidence?" Sirius asked.

"No!" Ivan shook his head, he did not have any evidence, "If you are willing to search Crouch's home, use Veritaserum on him or check his wife's grave, there may be some gains."

"Crazy, completely crazy!" Mr. Weasley said, "Whoever dares to propose to the most powerful senior officials of the Ministry of Magic to do these things, then he will immediately get out of the house or be sent to the hospital for examination. Forgiveness I speak bluntly, for reasons of security, I think you should also take a look. "

"Okay, Arthur!" Sirius said heavily, "Ivan is just too much pressure, if we are also cursed, it must be no stronger than him."

"But ..."

"These are all your reasoning, a crazy reasoning!" Sirius said, looking at Ivan seriously, as if meeting him for the first time, "Ivan, if it's not that I know you well, I will definitely think you were The curse of Voldemort's is distraught. "

"We better not talk about it!" Mr. Weasley whispered, "Barty · Crouch helps his son to escape from prison, it's crazy enough to think about it."

"But what I said just now is indeed possible." Ivan said.

To be honest, he was a little discouraged.

There is no way to persuade Sirius, Mr. Weasley and others. The positive image of Barty · Crouch is too popular.

Going on, it just makes others doubt themselves.

Revealing these in advance is just asking for trouble, and can only let time prove everything.

Since you cannot contain everything in the bud, you can only think of a solution next semester.

At that time, with the help of The Marauder's Map, things will become easier.

"What you said may indeed happen, but I still say that, you do not understand Barty · Crouch, he will not do this kind of thing, he is sure ..."

"Do n’t let your guard down, anything is possible!"

At this moment, an old voice rang in the oak door behind Ivan.

The door was opened, Sirius flashed to block Ivan behind him, pulled out his wand(s) at the fastest speed, looked at the front alertly, and quickly put it down again.

Ivan protruded his head and saw a very old man standing at the door.

He leaned on a long cane and wrapped a black travel cloak.

Seeing the other person's face, Ivan was taken aback and subconsciously stepped back.

This face is carved out of a piece of decaying wood. The sculptor has only a vague concept of how a human face is, and he is not very good at using a carving knife. Every inch of skin on that face seemed to be scarred, and his mouth was like a big, slanted mouth, but the place where his nose should be raised was gone.

And the most frightening thing about this man is his eyes. One of his eyes is small, black and shiny; the other is big, round like a coin, and it is a A bright blue.

The blue eye kept moving without blinking, turning up and down, left and right, completely irrelevant to the normal eye.

Then, the blue eyes rolled over and got into the man ’s head, and only one big white eyeball could be seen.

Ivan was stunned by this strange look, staring at the other party intently.

Almost instantly, he knew who this guy was, Mad-Eye Moody.

Moody looked at Ivan and Sirius and came over on crutches.

"Black, I have read your recent report, so you are innocent!" He stretched out a hand, which was also scarred like his face.

"Yes, I was proved innocent!" Sirius shook hands with him, and the other person moved closer.

"The tradition of your family is not very good, although Dumbledore is willing to believe you, but I think so!" He said politely, turning his attention to Ivan again.

"I'm sorry I overheard your conversation. If you want to secretly say bad things about the Ministry of Magic senior officials next time, it is best not to choose this kind of place."

His normal eyes were fixed on Ivan, and his blue eyes kept turning around in his eye sockets, "but I have to say, I heard a wonderful reasoning just now, very wonderful, I have n’t heard such reasoning for a long time! "

"Thank you!" Ivan replied subconsciously.

"Little guy, you have the potential to become a Auror, I look good at you!" He reached into his travel cloak, took out a curved wine bottle, and took a big sip.

When he raised his arm to drink, the cloak dragged on the ground was pulled up a few inches. Ivan saw a few inches of wooden carved artificial legs underneath, and a claw-shaped foot below. (To be continued.)