Chapter 390: The Disease Is Strange, and I Have Been Drinking Compound Decoction for Half a Year

Outside Hogsmeade, the four saw a familiar ominous sign, a big black dog.

"Hello, Sirius." Harry greeted.

The black dog walked up to Harry eagerly, sniffing his schoolbag, and gradually wagging its tail.

"Hey! It's starving!"

The black dog nodded slightly, without denying it.

The life of a murderer on the run is not easy. It's okay to hide somewhere else. Although it's a bit hard, it's okay.

But Hogsmeade is a wizard village. His wanted poster has been posted here for a long time. Most people recognize him. In order not to attract other people's attention, he didn't even dare to enter the village.

This resulted in him having almost no food source, and he had no food every day.

The black dog turned around and was about to take them to his hiding place.

"That's not necessary." Aaron handed him the invisibility cloak directly, "Change back first, it will be more convenient to eat."

The black dog got into the invisibility cloak and changed back to human form in a short while, with only one hand exposed outside, and took Harry's backpack over.

The sound of chewing food came from the side, and Sirius said while eating, "I'm almost starving to death. I've been catching mice these days."

"At least I didn't starve to death." Aaron said, "There are many stray dogs that starved to death."

"Don't make such a joke." Sirius said speechlessly, "I came back this time because things are becoming more and more complicated. I don't feel at ease if I don't come here in person."

"Look at this."

Two copies of the Daily Prophet were thrown out by him, and the four people immediately came over to take a look.

One was titled "Barty Crouch's strange illness", and the other was titled "The whereabouts of the witch in the Ministry of Magic is still unknown."

"Is there any connection?" Hermione asked.

"Crouch is ill, and that's something everyone knows." Ron said, "Percy is doing a lot of things for him now. He is Barty Crouch's personal assistant."

"Excuse me, I don't see what's wrong with it." Aaron frowned, "As a public servant, isn't it normal to take sick leave?"

"That's true for other people." Sirius drank pumpkin juice in big gulps, "But Barty Crouch is different. He has never taken a day off because of illness.

But this time he not only took a leave, but also took a month in a row."

"In that case... there is indeed a problem."

"The problem is not just that, Bertha Jorkins has been here until now. She has not been found yet. She is Crouch's subordinate, and she knows the news of the Triwizard Tournament. "

"Crouch also fired Winky." Hermione said indignantly, "That's his house-elf, and Winky is working at Hogwarts now."

"Barty Crouch's wife and son died long ago, and he is alone.

But now he hasn't seen anyone for a long time, no one knows about his illness, his subordinates have been missing for a long time, and the servants have been fired. What a coincidence that they all know the news of the Triwizard Tournament. "

"You mean..." Harry's face changed slightly, "Voldemort..."

"Don't say his name." Ron said hurriedly.

"Okay! The You-Know-Who learned about the Triwizard Tournament from Crouch or someone related to him, and then secretly arranged for someone to put my name into the Goblet of Fire."

"It's very possible." Sirius said, "but we need to confirm it.

Ron, your brother is Crouch's personal assistant. Please ask him if he has seen Crouch recently."

"I'll try my best!" Ron scratched his head, "Percy respects Crouch too much."

"In that case, it's not necessarily that Karkaroff put my name into the Goblet of Fire." Harry frowned, "He is one of the three headmasters, and he must have known the news of the Goblet of Fire in advance."

"So the situation is complicated. Karkaroff used to be a Death Eater. Although he didn't get imprisoned in Azkaban by betraying his companions, it is not ruled out that he wants to return to the You-Know-Who.

He may act on his own and want to use your life as a gift, or it may be The arrangement of the mysterious man allowed him to atone for his sins.

But it is also possible that the mysterious man arranged for someone else to throw your name into the Goblet of Fire. "

"It makes no difference, they all want to kill me." Harry laughed at himself, and then seemed to think of something, whispering: "Maybe it was Snape."

"Impossible." Aaron retorted bluntly, "Although Professor Snape's attitude towards you is a little...different, he will never hurt you."

"That's right." Hermione agreed, "Dumbledore believes in Snape. If he wants to hurt you, he has many opportunities. In the past few years..."

"The Dark Mark has not appeared in the past few years!" Harry interrupted her helplessly, "He didn't hurt me before, maybe because the mysterious man lost power, and he couldn't act under Dumbledore's nose, so he could only make things difficult for me in various ways.

But now the Dark Mark has appeared, maybe the time is ripe for him.

The most important thing is... Karkaroff and Snape are old acquaintances. When Aaron and I went to his private storage room, we saw what they were arguing about. "

"It's really interesting." Aaron sneered, "Just because of this, you suspect Professor Snape?

Harry Potter, how many times have you suspected that Professor Snape wants to harm you?"

Harry was speechless for a moment. It seemed that every time something happened, he would suspect Snape, but it was not him every time.

"Uh... I don't think it was Snape who put your name into the Goblet of Fire." Sirius said thoughtfully, "It may be a coincidence that he knows Karkaroff. If he really works for the mysterious man, Dumbledore will never let him teach at Hogwarts."

"Hear?" Aaron rolled his eyes at Harry, "Even if you don't believe Professor Snape, you should always believe Dumbledore!"

"Mr. Black, do you have anything else to tell us? "Hermione asked.

"That's all for now. Find Barty Crouch. He might know something.

And if you write a letter, just send it here so that I can keep up with any abnormal situation. But you can't leave Hogwarts to see me. It would be too dangerous if someone wants to attack Harry."

"Dangerous?" Harry smiled bitterly. "What could be more dangerous than dragons and grindylows?"

"The third project." Sirius reminded solemnly. "The first two projects didn't kill you. The third project is your last chance.

The third project will be very dangerous. You must not be careless."

"Got it." Harry nodded seriously.

"At least you are safe before the third project begins." Aaron teased. "There are more than three months in between, which is enough for you to have a good rest. "

Hearing this, Harry's face showed a trace of embarrassment.

That's what he said, but he didn't dare to think so.

Sufficient time and so on are all illusions. The second project has taught him enough lessons.

If he is not prepared in advance, the third project may really cost him his life. He is not naive to think that Dobby can help him again.

"Okay, you should go back to school.

If you guys talk about me, just call me "cold". "

After the voice fell, the schoolbag was stuffed into Harry's arms, but the food inside was swept away, leaving only a few bones and two empty bottles.

Sirius turned back into a black dog. Harry collected the invisibility cloak that fell on the ground, waved to the black dog, and turned back to Hogwarts Castle.

......

The Temple of the Gods.

Aaron shared his memories with the thought body.

"It can't be Professor Snape, and it can't be Karkaroff. "The thought body said with certainty, "If nothing unexpected happens, Voldemort should have sent someone to sneak into Hogwarts."

"Are you so sure?"

"Remember Professor Snape said that the African tree snake skin and lacewings were missing. It seems that someone is really preparing the Polyjuice Potion."

"You are good at reasoning!"

The thought body rolled his eyes speechlessly and said resentfully: "In addition to taking two elective courses, you practice magic in the Shenming Temple. If it were you, you would inevitably think of other things."

Aaron smiled awkwardly and immediately changed the subject: "The question is who this person is?"

"I don't know." The thought body spread his hands speechlessly, "We don't have any suspects now. This person is very smart and cautious, and there are no loopholes.

He should have imprisoned someone and used that person's hair or nails to continuously make Polyjuice Potion, and perfectly sneaked into Hogwarts."

"What a ruthless person! "Aaron sighed, "This person might have integrated into the school before the Goblet of Fire. If it was the first day of school...

My goodness, I drank Polyjuice Potion for half a year."

"This time will continue to extend. He should not appear before the third project."

Aaron did not comment. The other party put Harry Potter's name into the Goblet of Fire, obviously wanting to kill him with the help of the Triwizard Tournament.

The first two projects had accidents. One was Professor Moody reminding Harry to use the flying broom, and the other was Dobby stealing the gillyweed. But the other party would definitely not be able to hold back in the third project. If he failed again, he might even go down himself.

"Poor Harry Potter, he is so miserable every year."

"We should be thankful that he is still alive. Without this shield, we might have to enjoy similar treatment."

"That's right. His bad luck is his business, and it has nothing to do with me. "Aaron said, but soon a bitter smile appeared on his face, "According to Adrian's request, I have to escort other warriors in the last project, which means I have to protect Harry Potter."

The thought body shrugged, "Even without the eldest sister's request, he can't die."

"I know, but I feel uncomfortable in my heart." Aaron said angrily and helplessly, "And this means that we may have to face the person who put Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire."

"That doesn't matter." The thought body slowed down its tone and said, "As long as we don't face Voldemort head-on, there's nothing to be afraid of. His Death Eaters are no match for us."