Chapter 387 Scoring, the Mark of a Death Eater

Dumbledore squatted by the lake, apologetically treating the injury on the arm of the mermaid leader, and then returned to the judges' seat to discuss scoring with other judges.

A few minutes later, Bagman's voice sounded. He put his wand against his neck and used the sound-enhancing spell to amplify his voice to ensure that everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now announce the scores of each warrior in the second project.

Miss Delacour showed excellent use of the Bubblehead Curse and successfully rescued the hostages in the last minute of the time limit. We give her 42 points."

"That's a bit high for me." Fleur shook her head self-deprecatingly, "If it weren't for someone's help, I wouldn't even be able to pass the Grindylow level."

"Uh..." Aaron touched his nose a little embarrassedly, "Didn't I remind you that there are dangerous creatures in the Black Lake? Don't you know that Grindylow usually likes to hide in the water plants?"

"Bad luck." Fleur Rong said depressedly, "I encountered a giant squid on the way down, and accidentally ran into the seaweed while dodging."

"Tsk! It's really tragic."

"Viktor Krum used Transfiguration, although it was not complete, but he also returned with the hostages within the specified time.

He was the third one to come out, and we decided to give him 45 points."

"Harry Potter took Gillyweed and achieved amazing results.

He was the first to complete the task within the specified time and rescued the hostages. After the referee's discussion... 47 points."

Hermione and Ron were very excited and laughed happily.

But Harry lowered his head with a guilty conscience. He knew how he got this score. The origin of Gillyweed was somewhat shameful, especially Snape's cold eyes in the audience made him feel uneasy.

"Cedric Diggory, he also used the Bubblehead Curse and completed the task within the specified time limit, so we also gave him 47 points."

The Hufflepuff students cheered enthusiastically, and everyone clapped their hands excitedly.

In their opinion, Cedric should be the first. Harry Potter just ate a precious herb and did not show his ability at all.

"Finally, it's Aaron Gaius." Bagman's tone was a few points higher. "We all saw his performance. He used a high-level magic to stay in the cold black lake without getting wet. He wanted to save two hostages and made a smart choice. In the end, he chose to help the fourth warrior and rescued her from the siege of Grindylow.

Although it exceeded the stipulated time limit of one hour, his performance was impeccable. The judges decided to give him forty-nine points."

The Slytherin students shouted excitedly, Fleur and Hermione clapped hard, and Luna cheered for him.

"Finally, the third event of the Triwizard Tournament will be held in the evening of June 24.

The warriors will know the content of the competition one month in advance. Thank you for your support."

Bagman's voice stopped here, and the audience left their seats one after another. Cedric, Fleur and Krum also decided to go back and have a good rest.

Aaron took Abe back from Adrian, and then looked at her with resentment, "Are you satisfied now?"

"Very satisfied." Adrian clapped his hands, "You made a choice, but the way you chose it was unexpected to me."

"You are really my sister." Aaron smiled bitterly.

"Cousin."

"Okay! Cousin, how are you going to torture me in the next project?"

"You will know when the time comes, but the last level will be more exciting than the first two projects combined. If it doesn't work, our agreement will be invalid.

But you'd better be mentally prepared, because that means Klia will visit you after your vacation."

Aaron:......

This is really unexpected.

"What I don't like most is giving up halfway."

"Wait and see, do well." Adrian patted his shoulder, smiled and turned away.

Aaron gritted his teeth and took several deep breaths before suppressing the urge to curse.

"That..." Harry called out behind him a little stiffly, with a look of fearlessness on his face, "Let's go and see Professor Snape."

"Hmm?" Aaron looked surprised, "I have to admit that you are a little more courageous than I thought. I thought you would keep dragging it out!"

Harry smiled awkwardly. He did have this idea at first.

Aaron didn't like trouble. As long as he could drag it out for ten days or half a month, he would gradually forget about it.

But it's not possible now. Professor Snape's face was terribly dark just now. He must know that his gillyweed was stolen.

If he took the initiative to admit his mistakes, with Aaron's help, he wouldn't be punished too badly.

Otherwise, when Snape came to the door, he would have a hard time. After all, Potions Class was a hurdle they couldn't avoid. It would be too easy for Snape to punish him.

The two entered Hogwarts Castle, turned dozens of times in the long corridor, and stopped in front of Professor Snape's private storage room.

Aaron was about to knock on the door when Karkaroff's voice came from inside.

The headmaster of Durmstrang was extremely anxious, and his tone was not only anxious but also full of fear.

"This is a mark, Severus, you and I both know what it means.

You must have noticed that it has never been so obvious since..."

"Hide quickly." Snape said viciously, "If you don't want to face it, you can try to escape. I will try my best to deal with it for you.

I'm not in a good mood today. Let's talk later, Karkaroff."

The door suddenly opened, Aaron kept knocking on the door, and Harry stood behind him stiffly, sweating nervously.

Karkaroff saw someone outside and hurriedly pulled down his sleeves, but Aaron clearly caught the pattern on his left arm and couldn't help but secretly smack his lips in his heart.

Dark Mark, the mark of the Death Eaters.

The Dark Lord has disappeared for more than ten years, and you still keep this mark until now. This loyalty can really stand the test of time!

"Aaron, do you... have anything to do with me?"

"A little, but it seems that we came at the wrong time."

Karkaroff's mouth twitched, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and quickly left Snape's private storage room.

"Now you can tell." Aaron shrugged and let Harry Potter behind him out, "He has something to do with you, professor."

"Potter." Snape gritted his teeth and sneered, "Congratulations, you performed well in the Black Lake.

Gillweed, is it?"

"Yes, sir."

Snape nodded, "A genius idea, but a little bold."

He turned and walked into the storage room and climbed up a ladder, "That is a precious herb, Gillyweed, which cannot be found in ordinary gardens, nor can this."

Snape came down from the ladder with a small crystal bottle in his hand.

"Know this?"

Harry shook his head, "It's not pumpkin juice anyway."

"This is truth serum, just three drops will make you reveal your innermost secrets."

"Professor." Aaron interrupted, "The Ministry of Magic doesn't allow this stuff to be used on students."

"Don't I know?" Snape said unhappily, "I just want to tell Mr. Potter not to steal things from my private storage room in the future, otherwise I might accidentally drop it in someone's pumpkin juice."

"Sorry, sir." Harry said very humbly, "I stole the gillyweed, I apologize to you."

"Humph! Still honest, but not completely honest."

Harry's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Snape had discovered that Dobby had stolen the gillyweed. Just when he was feeling uneasy, Snape's next words reached his ears.

"The gillyweed is harmless, but the African bush snake skin and lacewings are also missing.

You and your friends are preparing Polyjuice Potion, right?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." Harry frowned. He admitted that there was gillyweed, but Polyjuice Potion really had nothing to do with him.

"Wait! I will find out the reason."

Harry thought he was wrong before, and he always felt guilty when facing Snape.

But when he heard this, he was filled with anger, thinking that Snape just wanted to put the blame on him, and those materials might be placed on the counter and were not stolen at all.

Harry glared at Snape coldly, turned around and left without saying a word.

"He has a bad temper." Snape said disdainfully, "It seems that our savior has become arrogant after successfully passing two projects in the Triwizard Tournament."

"Uh... Professor Snape, is there a possibility that he just stole the gillyweed?"

"Who else could it be except him? Gillyweed, African bush snake skin, and lacewings were stolen on the same day."

Aaron blinked and stopped speaking for Harry.

He didn't think that Harry and his friends stole the materials for preparing Polyjuice Potion, because there was no need. The theft might just be a coincidence. After all, Hogwarts has never lacked students who like to play pranks.

But he didn't need to explain, because Professor Snape's prejudice against Harry Potter was not ordinary.

"Professor, I'd like to ask, what was your relationship with Professor Karkaroff in the past?"

Hearing this, Snape's face immediately darkened, and he said coldly: "This has nothing to do with you, don't ask around."

"I saw it." Aaron said with interest, "There is a Dark Mark on his arm, a Death Eater, right?"

"Shut up."

"I won't tell anyone, you don't have to worry so much." Aaron said seriously, "My respect for you will not change because of your previous identity."

Snape took a deep breath and looked at him seriously, "I really want to cast a forgetfulness spell on you."

"Excuse me." Aaron smiled and said, "You...may not have that ability."

"Okay! I used to be in the same camp as Karkaroff. Are you satisfied with this?" Snape said helplessly, then pulled open his sleeves. There was a same Dark Mark on his arm. "Like Karkaroff said, this mark has never been so obvious. This is a sign of some kind.

Add to that the Dark Mark at the Quidditch World Cup. I'm afraid the day when the mysterious man makes a comeback is not far away.

Forget what you heard and saw. This is not something you can get involved in. Do you understand?"

Aaron:......