Crouch in Trouble

With Ron finally letting out a satisfied burp, the battle for snacks came to an end.

Ron's ears turned red again, ashamed of his rudeness.

At the same time, he discreetly put away the remaining sandwiches and placed them on the other side.

Harry, on the other hand, was comfortable with Ron's frankness. He was unlike the other Wizarding World and frivolous wizards, and didn't see himself as the Chosen One at all. But there was one more person, who was he?

At this point, Ron, in an attempt to change the subject, began talking about the Daily Prophet.

"Harry, have you heard of Crouch?" Ron asked.

"No, who is he?" Harry said.

"This first has to do with Bertha Jorkins. My dad said she was always a troublesome person, but she had a great memory."

"After graduating, she worked for the Daily Prophet for a short period before joining the Ministry of Magic. However, because she was too gossipy and meddlesome, she was transferred from one department to another within a few months, causing more trouble than she did."

"Finally, Ludo Bagman, who had previously organized gambling, took her in, and she has been working in the Department of Magical Games and Sports ever since."

"I heard that she discovered the escaped Little Crouch, a Death Eaters, while delivering documents, and was then caught by Barty Crouch, who cast a powerful Obliviation Charm on him."

"But recently, for some reason, she suddenly regained her memory and hurriedly went to Madam Bones to report this matter." Ron said in surprise, while Ryan smiled slightly and remained silent.

"And then, aha, that despicable Little Crouch. is back in Azkaban, Barty Crouch probably won't escape either!" Ron said excitedly.

"Death Eaters? Voldemort's minions?"

"Azkaban?" Harry asked.

Ron was so frightened he couldn't breathe.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"You called out the You-Know-Who's name!"

"I knew it all along, out of everyone, it was you..." Ron said in a tone that was both shocked and touched, as if he hadn't heard Harry's question at all.

"I said his name not because I'm brave or anything."

"It's because I never knew that I couldn't say that name. Do you understand what I mean? I believe I have a lot to learn..."

"I dare say I'll be the worst student in the class," Harry said worriedly, completely forgetting his earlier question.

"No, that won't happen. Many students come from Muggle families, but they learn very quickly," Ron reassured him.

Meanwhile, Ryan was quite surprised, never expecting that the topic Harry and Ron discussed at the beginning of the original story would be recreated at this moment.

At this point, the two of them should have been discussing the invasion of Gringotts.

However, the topic is clearly more compelling than Little Crouch., a Death Eaters should have died in Azkaban.

Then, the cubicle door was pushed open again, and three boys came in.

"Aha, I've found you."

"Red hair, freckles all over his face, yeah, it's Weasley, you're the one who got Skywalker's gold card, right?" the pale-faced boy said.

"It's you?"

"Please apologize to Ron!" Harry recognized the man in front of him immediately as the pale-faced boy he had met at Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.

"Oh, it's you." The boy squinted.

"I remember you were born into a wizarding family, right? You probably don't know much about it. Once you get to Hogwarts, you'll soon find that some wizarding families are much better than others. You wouldn't want to make friends with someone different, would you?"

"I can help you with this. I'm here. My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." The boy completely forgot his purpose and reached out to shake hands with Harry.

"Harry, ignore him, they're all bad apples, they're all from Slytherin House, the house where the You-Know-Who stayed!" Ron shoved Malfoy's hand away, and then the two chubby boys behind Malfoy were about to step forward, but Malfoy stopped them.

"Oh, I almost forgot, the gold card."

"Weasley, hand over the gold card, and I can give you ten Galleons. That Galleons would probably take your parents half a month of starvation to earn."

"No need to thank me, I'm only doing this for the gold card!" Malfoy said in a condescending tone.

How dare you!

"How dare you blaspheme the great Skywalker with Galleons!" Ron blushed deeply.

"Alright! You're disturbing my reading!" Ryan finally couldn't sit still any longer. Seeing Ron fighting for his honor, Ryan couldn't pretend he didn't exist.

To their astonishment, Malfoy and his two companions suddenly lost their ability to move, were controlled, floated in mid-air, and were then violently thrown out.

Draco Malfoy was surprised to find that he was not seriously injured. After all, in Ryan's eyes, although Malfoy was despicable, he was also a fan of his books.

Malfoy's pale cheeks flushed slightly as he led Crabbe and Goyle away without looking back. Before leaving, he glared at Ryan and muttered something about his father.

"Ryan, how did you do that!" Ron exclaimed in surprise.

"Just read more books," Ryan replied.

Then Hermione Granger had heard the voice, came in.

"What happened?" she asked, looking at Ron was still very agitated.

"It's nothing, someone just wants to buy my gold card," Ron said.

"Have you ever met Malfoy before?" Ron seemed to suddenly remember something. It seemed that for Ron now, the risk of his good friend Harry being stolen away by Malfoy was much more important Hermione. He was still too young.

Harry then told Ron about his encounter with Malfoy in Diagon Alley.

"I've heard about his family," Ron said somberly. "They were the first to return to our side after the You-Know-Who disappeared. My father doesn't believe they were under a spell. He said Malfoy's father sided with the Dark Lords without needing any excuse."

Then his ears turned red again, and he suddenly remembered that Hermione was still there, and asked, "Is there anything we can help you with?"

"You'd better change into your robes quickly. I just asked the driver at the front of the car, and he said we're almost there. You guys didn't fight, did you? We haven't even arrived yet, and you're already causing trouble!" Hermione said bluntly.

Perhaps first impressions are important, because Ron showed none of the impatience he displayed in the original story.

"Thanks for your concern." Ron scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "We need to change our clothes now. By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Hermione Granger. I'm here because those kids outside are so naughty, running around in the hallway. It's not because of any connection." Hermione raised an eyebrow; Ron's attitude clearly surprised her. "Oh, and by the way, you know you have something dirty on your nose?"

"She's definitely shy, isn't she, Harry?" Ron said.

I would like to thank Sleepless Listening to Tides for the monthly pass and other students for the recommendations.