Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan said this alarming fact, but apparently did not believe it when he saw Sirius and Mr. Weasley's expression.

“Buddy helped his son escape from Azkaban?!” Mr. Weasley was surprised to say, "How is this possible that he would not do such a thing? ”

He looked at Ivan worried and turned his head to Sirius.

Mr. Weasley had a panicked look on his face and had no idea what to do.

Looks like he wants two people to shout Happy Fool's Day at him together.

“Ivan, I thought you knew Crouch's nature!” Sirius continues to try to persuade, "Believe me, he refuses to excuse his son from the trial at Wesengamo, let alone break the law to help him escape! Anything that threatens his reputation must be thrown aside, and he has no father at all. ”

“But you also said that Crouch was harsh, why didn't he do it if there was a way to get his own son out without being seen?! ”

“That's Azkaban, the most heavily defended witch prison!” Sirius is impatient, "you'll see what's going on there. How did Crouch get a living man out of there under the guard of thousands of Dementors? ”

“Dementors don't have eyes, they can't see around, they can only feel the smell of life, which is the main reason why you managed to escape.” Ivan couldn't resist, “Crouch said, masking the dementors with a little trick. ”

“What trick?” Sirius asked, frowning tightly.

“Compound soup!” Evan whispered, "He used compound soup to make his wife look like a son, and the psychedelics couldn't see, they could only smell a healthy man and a dying man walking in and smelling a healthy man and a dying man leaving. ”

Mr. Weasley and Sirius did not speak after Ivan finished.

Their faces were so shocked that they seemed to want to find loopholes in the plan, but after a long time of reflection, they found no way to refute Evan.

“Do you have proof?” Sirius asked.

“No!” Ivan shook his head, and he really had nothing to prove, "If you were willing to search Crouch's house, use vomit on him, or examine his wife's grave, there might be some gain. ”

“Crazy, totally crazy! Mr. Weasley said," Anyone who dares to propose to do these things to the most powerful senior officials in the Ministry of Magic will either go home immediately or be sent to a hospital for examination. With all due respect, for safekeeping reasons, I think you should take a look as well. ”

“All right, Arthur! Sirius said heavily," Ivan is just too stressed, and if we get cursed too, we're not going anywhere better than him. ”

“But...”

“These are your reasoning, a crazy reasoning!” Sirius said, looking seriously at Ivan, as if he'd known him for the first time, "Ivan, if I hadn't known you very well, I'd have thought you'd be upset by Voldemort's curse. ”

“We'd better not talk about it!” Mr. Weasley whispered, "Buddy Crouch helped his son escape from prison, which is crazy enough to think about. ”

“But what I just said is really possible.” Ivan said.

To be honest, he's a little upset.

There was no way to convince Sirius, Mr. Weasley and others that the positive image of Buddy Crouch was too deep.

Keep talking, it's just to make people doubt themselves.

Preliminary disclosure of these is just a matter of self-concern and only allows time to prove everything.

Since everything can't be contained in the buds, we can only think of ways to do it next semester.

By then, things will be easier with the help of a living point map.

“These things you say can happen, but I'm still saying that you don't know Buddy Crouch, he won't do this, he's sure...”

“Don't let your guard down, anything is possible! ”

At this point, an old sound rang behind Ivan in the wooden gate.

The door was opened and Sirius flashed behind him, pulling out his wand as quickly as possible, looking forward with vigilance and quickly releasing it again.

Evan poked his head out and saw an old man standing at the door.

He wore a long crutch and a black travel cape.

Ivan was surprised when he saw the other person's face and took half a step back.

This face is like carved on a decaying piece of wood. The sculptor has only one vague concept of what a face looks like and is not very good at using a carving knife. Every inch of skin on that face seemed scarred, his mouth like a big, skewed mouth, and his nose was missing where it was supposed to stick up.

And the most horrible thing about this man is his eyes, one of which is tiny, black, and bright; the other is big, round, like a coin, and a bright blue.

The blue eye kept moving, turning up, down, left, and right, completely irrelevant to the normal eye.

Then, the blue eyeball rolled over and went into the man's head, and all he could see was a big white eyeball.

Ivan was stunned by this strange look and stared at each other.

Almost instantly, he knew who this guy was, MadEye Moody.

Moody looked at Ivan and Sirius and walked over with a cane.

“Blake, I read your recent report, so you're not guilty!” He reached out one hand, which was as scarred as his face.

“Yes, I have been proven innocent!” Sirius shook his hand and he moved closer.

“Your family tradition is not very good, although Dumbledore is willing to believe you, but I can think so!” He rudely said, turning his eyes to Evan again.

“I'm sorry I eavesdropped on your conversation, but if you want to sneak up on a high-ranking Magic Ministry official next time, it's better not to choose this place. ”

His normal eyes stared closely at Evan, and that blue eye kept spinning around his eyesore for a moment, "But I must say, I just heard a wonderful reasoning, it was wonderful, I haven't heard that reasoning in a long time! ”

“Thank you!” Ivan subconsciously replied.

“Little man, you have the potential to be proud, I look good on you!” He reached into his travel cape, pulled out an arc-shaped bottle and drank a large sip.

As he lifted his arm for a drink, the cloak dragged up a few inches on the floor, Ivan saw a few inches of wooden carved legs underneath, and a claw-shaped foot underneath.