MTL - In This Hogwarts Without a Savior-Chapter 376 374. Dirty blood

   Chapter 376 374. Dirty blood

  The moment he saw Little Barty, Asia's whole body froze.

   At the corner of the stairs, very few students passed by, and now there are only two of them alone.

   "K, Professor Crouch"

  She could only lower her head and call out the title of professor, and then there was no more action, let alone rejection.

  Not to mention Asia, who is cowardly by nature, even a random pure-blood student can only act submissively in front of Little Barty.

   Little Barty obviously didn't think about the possibility of Asia's rejection. After speaking, he turned and walked towards his office.

   And Asia could only follow behind him with a pale face.

At this time, the girl had already thought of the worst possibility. In this castle, no matter if they are pure blood or mixed blood, contacting those enslaved "mudbloods" in private is a major violation of school rules, let alone Said that during the Triwizard Tournament, I went to contact Dumbledore's group.

  Not long after I met Hermione and returned to the castle, I was blocked by Little Barty, and Asia didn't think there was any other possibility.

   Soon, in Barty Jr.'s office, Asia stood opposite the Professor of Charms from the Pure Blood Academy.

Compared with Snape's vice-principal's office, Barty Jr.'s professor's office is much more refined. In addition to the books and materials that look precious, there are also some restrained colors and well-crafted workmanship on the bookcase. Fine porcelain and carvings.

  There are soft cashmere carpets on the floor, and gorgeous crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.

  Compared with Barty Jr.'s office, Snape's office can be called shabby.

   "I heard that you have been very close to those people on the edge of the Forbidden Forest recently?"

   Little Barty looked down at the collected homework for Charms on his desk, picked up the parchment, and asked casually.

However, after hearing his question, Asia's whole body trembled violently, her face turned from pale to pale, and her two slender hands grabbed the robe in front of her uneasily, even the sound of breathing They all held back, unable to speak a word.

"Don't be nervous, of course I can understand you doing such a thing, Freud and those people think you are very displeasing and want to kick you out of school, and that trash from the Flint family actually wants to use that The persecution of several girls made you ask him for help in the end, so that he can handle you better, and after teasing you, you don’t have to worry about being responsible, and you don’t need to be afraid of being punished because your family knows about it.”

  Listening to Batty Jr.'s light talk about the situation he was facing, Asia's pale face did not show much despair and tension at this time, but gradually revealed a kind of numbness.

   Numbness to oneself, to the future, to everything experienced today.

   Little Barty casually marked the homework he was correcting with an a, then raised his head and glanced at the girl standing there with her head down, like a lifeless rag doll.

"When encountering such a thing, you actually know it yourself. Even if you finally succumb and are willing to succumb to that trash of Flint, getting his temporary asylum will not help at all. Freud's jealousy will only become more serious. Wang Sheng, the two of them have decided on their marriage since they were young, and sooner or later they will become a family. And by that time, Flint will definitely not risk offending his other half to protect you, that When you include your parents, the best result is to lose all the jobs and income in the wizarding world, and become a beggar in Knockturn Alley. Of course, the high probability result is that there will be no Cornell in the future British wizarding world De family."

  He put down the homework in his hands and raised his head.

"So you have actually chosen to endure Freud's torture, right? No matter what you will experience, at least you will be the only one who bears the consequences in the end and will not implicate your family. It is a brave decision, really brave, Kang Ned."

This gentle encouragement and acknowledgment made Asia's body tremble slightly, and Batty Jr. told her everything she had thought in her heart before. She no longer had such dead numbness, but remembered a soft sob , looking at Barty Jr. with some disbelief in his reddened eyes.

   Little Barty's smile is very friendly, like a spiritual mentor who rescues a lost girl, it is so heart-warming.

   "K, Professor Crouch"

  Acia once again called out Little Barty's voice tremblingly, this time with hope in her voice.

  She thought of Professor Greengrass, and thought of those professors who, although they were pure blood, still taught them in front of them and never showed their pedigree contempt.

  Jr. Barty's words sparked hope in her heart. Perhaps the previous rumors about Professor Crouch were all wrong?

Just like the untrue rumors about Hermione and the others circulating among the students, maybe Professor Crouch was actually misunderstood. In fact, he has never looked down on any mixed-race students. He is just as he has always been. Gentle and polite, is a professor who really cares about every student?

  However, the second she raised her head full of hope, a heavy object hit her head heavily!

  The huge force made Asia stagger and almost fell to the ground, and the violent stinging pain from the top of her head continuously stimulated her from the blackened eyes and nearly lost consciousness, and regained her consciousness.

"boom!"

  The heavy book that hit Asia's head fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

Asia stared blankly at Crouch, whose gentle smile still remained undiminished. Scarlet blood permeated her pale golden hair, slowly slid across her cheeks along her forehead, and finally converged on her chin. beads.

   "Why.Professor"

  The girl could only ask this question helplessly and at a loss.

  The smile on Barty Jr.'s face didn't diminish in the slightest. Instead, it seemed that the smile became more and more cheerful because of seeing the changes and reactions of Asia.

"Why? No reason, Conrad. You are indeed brave, but since you have already made such a brave decision, why did you accept the help of that mudblood in the end? As long as you refuse her, this matter will soon reach its ultimate goal. A good result? Flint gave up his fantasies about you, Freud completed his revenge and kept his own marriage, and you, as the most fundamental trouble, will be solved. How good it is, why don’t you follow what you have already done? Make a decision and choose to do it? Why do you still have the illusion that you can live safely in the end? Think that little mudblood can save you?"

   "Patter."

  Blood dripped on the white cashmere carpet, leaving a small patch of dazzling blood red.

  Facing Barty Jr.'s questioning, Asia couldn't speak anymore. Her eyes were empty and lifeless like a stone sculpture that had been deprived of her life.

  No one can bear the experience of igniting hope from despair, and then being shattered the next second the hope has just risen.

  Desperate like falling into an abyss.

   Little Batty stood up from his position, and he walked gently in front of Asia with a wand in his hand.

  He stretched out his hand, gently stroking Assian's face stained with scarlet blood.

"What a poor child, Asia, who obviously just needs to accept his fate, yet he is still deceived by those people into thinking that he still has the possibility of getting rid of his fate. Look, they are the biggest scourge, the culprits who undermine the current stability of the magic world The culprit, killing them all and sending them to Azkaban as food for those dementors is the best result for us, isn't it?"

  Asia's eyes were lifeless, facing Little Batty's words, she just looked at him blankly, as if she had become dumb.

   Little Barty withdrew his blood-stained hand, rubbed the sticky blood between the fingertips of his index finger and thumb, then put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. The corners of his mouth showed unabashed sarcasm and contempt.

   "What a dirty bastard."

  He waved his wand, and the scarlet between his fingers disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he raised his wand again and tapped Asia's head.

  I didn't recite the mantra, and I couldn't feel any changes in Asia's whole body, but an inexplicable feeling came from this girl.

   Little Barty approached Asia and whispered in her ear.

"If you know that you are doomed, you must want to give your most precious thing to your most precious friend, right? This is a good thing, little Conrad, this is the best thing, you You can do it boldly.”

  Asia still didn't respond, but Barty Jr. knew that the preparations he needed to do had been completely completed.

  He tapped the girl's head again with his wand, changing her memory after meeting him at the corner of the stairs, then sat back in his seat and continued to grade the students' homework.

   It wasn't until three or four minutes later that Asia woke up in a state like losing her soul, and the blood on her face had almost dried up by now.

   "So have you reflected on your mistakes? Conrad." Little Barty said without raising his head.

   Asia nodded while weeping softly.

   "I, I know I was wrong, Professor, I am not qualified to come to you to sue Miss Freud."

   "You know what you did wrong, and I won't give you any other punishment. Go to the school infirmary and heal the injury on your head."

   "Goodbye, Professor Crouch."

  Asia bowed to Barty Jr., and then left the office. The only thing left here was the shocking scarlet on the cashmere carpet.

  Jon obeyed Dumbledore's words, and took half an hour every day after dinner to learn how to dance with Rozier.

   But to be honest, it's not just a matter of his resistance, he really doesn't have any amazing talents.

   "Pay attention to your steps, Professor Green, don't be so restrained, even if you step on me, I won't blame you for anything."

  Jon certainly knew that Rozier would not blame him for anything, but anyway, facing such an old lady, Jon really couldn't bear to do anything disrespectful to him.

   "I'm sorry, Professor Rozier, I feel like I haven't made any progress after practicing for a week."

   "You're just not proficient. No one is born with something, and dancing is the same. There is still a long time before the dance, so don't apologize for it."

   Rozier comforted.

   "Our teaching today will end here, I should go back and rest."

  Jon politely said good night to the vice principal, and then the two separated from the professor's lounge.

  It's actually still early now, and Jon didn't intend to go to bed at this time, and there was nothing to do in the car, so he came to the driver's seat in front of the car, wanting to enjoy the evening breeze outside.

  Hagrid is not here, he has his own room in the carriage when the carriage does not need to move, and will not stay in the driver's seat all the time.

  So Jon took the wide chair he was sitting on, which to Hagrid was a normal bench, but to Jon it could be called a bed.

   And just as he sat on that "bed" and was about to check to see if Hagrid's hidden snacks were still there, and add a meal for himself, a voice suddenly sounded not far from him.

   "Mr. Green, the master finally asked Dobby to come to you and said that he wants to meet you!"

  Jon raised his head and saw Dobby standing on a tree not far from the carriage. It seemed that he had been there for some time, waiting for Jon to come out.

  Hearing his words, Jon's heart suddenly became interested.

   "What did he tell you?"

  Dobby jumped out of the tree, and then walked to the front of the carriage, right in front of Jon.

"The master said to let Dobby approach Mr. Green without anyone else present, and then told Mr. Green that he would wait for Green with the little master at the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade on the last night of November. Sir's presence."

  Jon asked with interest.

   "Are you sure it's the Pig's Head Bar?"

   "Yes, Dobby remembers correctly, it's the Pig's Head Bar!"

  Jon believes that Lucius didn't know the relationship between the owner of the Pig's Head Bar and Dumbledore, that is, he didn't know that the place he chose was actually the enemy's stronghold?

   "How can he be sure that I will definitely go?" Jon continued to ask.

   Dobby recalled for a while, and then he said.

   "The master said that he will use his original face to see Mr. Green at that time. This is an admission in itself, and it is also handing over the handle to Mr. Green. As long as Mr. Green is a smart person, he cannot refuse."

  Jon couldn't help laughing.

   "I don't know if I'm a smart man, but your master, he must be a smart man, a man who pretends to be smart."

  (end of this chapter)