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    Slytherin Code of Conduct 46: Learn to simplify complex problems

    The murderer has not been caught. Whether it is the person who released the Dark Mark or the murderer who killed the Muggles guarding the camping ground, the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic has no clues. It seems that the murderer disappeared after killing someone.  Draco put down the newspaper. He was suspicious of someone, but that was from the news and experience in his previous life - in fact, he should have suspected it a long time ago, right?

    In the previous life, Mad-Eye Professor Moody, their Defense Against the Dark Arts class, was a fake from beginning to end. He was Barty Crouch Jr., the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, who drank Poly Potion Soup and pretended to be him.  ?Crouch¡¯s only son.

    OK, here¡¯s the problem!  Barty Crouch Jr., if Draco remembered correctly, was a Death Eater and a first-level prisoner in Azkaban Prison along with his Aunt Bella and Uncle Rodolphus.

    There has never been news about Barty Crouch Jr. escaping from prison;

    There was never any news of his acquittal;

    Little Barty (he was only nineteen years old at the time) died in prison not long after he was put in.

    ¡°Then why is it that a man who has been dead for more than ten years is still alive and kicking, defeating and imprisoning Mad-Eye Moody, and sneaking into Hogwarts as a teacher?  You know, Mad-Eye is very powerful. He turned out to be a famous Auror. He threw half of the Death Eaters in Azkaban Prison!

    Little Barty got close to Harry Potter, and it was ultimately because of him that he single-handedly contributed to the resurrection of the Dark Lord!

    Draco felt very uneasy. He wanted to persuade himself to believe that the Dark Lord was dead and the dead would not be resurrected, but he could not forget that he in the second grade also believed the same. As a result, the secret room was still opened.  And this time, will the Dark Lord really be resurrected at the end of the semester?  In particular, Draco felt that Tom in the secret room and the Dark Lord's voice coming from the locket those feelings were really weird!

    So if you want to stop this, you have to investigate the death of Barty Crouch Jr. Maybe he escaped from that time. Who died in prison?  Where has he been hiding all these years after escaping?  Draco had no way of knowing all the questions. If he wanted to investigate, the workload would be huge!

    Suddenly, Draco realized that he was too stupid!  He didn't need to think about that at all, just keep an eye on Moody, and with the help of the Marauder's Map - Harry said that the red-haired twins had stolen the Marauder's Map from Filch - he was already on guard in his heart anyway.  , he knows the trump card of everything, through the Marauder's Map, as long as Mad-Eye Moody's name shown on the map is Barty Crouch, he will naturally have the means to bring this obscure discovery to the attention of the Godfather, and  Once Professor Snape suspects him, Barty Crouch Jr. is destined to have nothing to hide. All he can and needs to ask may only be a drop or two of Veritaserum.  Thinking of this, Draco felt relieved for the time being. Anyway, everything would wait until school.

    Draco was here thinking about something with a newspaper, while Harry had been humming a tune beside him, holding his gun and broomstick repair box, waxing and pruning branches. He was finally released from the ban, and after three years of flying ban  , after being suspended, Professor Snape finally showed mercy before the holiday last semester, on the grounds that he would reward him for not making any mistakes that semester!

    Harry was happy but a little unconvinced. In the past three years, except for the first flight in the common room, where had he made any mistakes?  He can win Slytherin more than a hundred points every semester!  Draco saw Harry's angry look in his eyes and thought that it was just the godfather's excuse. It was probably because the two of them had had such a violent conflict last semester, and the godfather wanted to use this method to relieve them in disguise.  An increasingly gloomy atmosphere.

    But Harry was really excited after receiving the amnesty. When he got into the car, he pulled Draco along, holding his broom and excitedly went to Monte's box and claimed that they would all participate in this year's college Quidditch selection. This caused a stir.  There was a small-scale sensation and celebration, and seeing everyone so happy, Draco said nothing - he had once again confirmed from his father that Hogwarts would indeed host the Triwizard Tournament this year -  He had to reconfirm that Harry Potter could enter Slytherin, what else could not be changed in the future?

    When he got off the train, he met the twin Bludgers. It couldn't be said to be a chance encounter, because it was Harry who forced him to run to declare war on the red-haired Gryffindor Bludger, saying that he would compete with them on the Quidditch field.  A matter of life and death'!  Looking at the murderous expression on his face, it was as if he would no longer study joke candies with the twins.  However, Draco took this opportunity to borrow the Marauder's Map from the twins for tonight.

    Whether it¡¯s what he thought or not depends on today¡¯s dinner.

    It¡¯s raining heavily outside, with only a few; "Draco, how do you think the judges can guarantee that the person selected is absolutely fair and that everyone will be convinced?"

    "People will always have selfish motives. You don't think it's really the judges who vote, do you?"

    "What? Wasn't it chosen by the judges?" Harry's hand shook, and the bedpost was knocked crooked by the transformation spell, and he let out a painful sound.

    "The Triwizard Tournament, also called the Goblet of Fire. The Goblet of Fire is a very powerful magical artifact that has been passed down for hundreds of years. After the Goblet of Fire burns, applicants put their names in, and the final result is chosen by the Goblet of Fire." De  Raco made a large and spacious bathtub big enough for four people to roll around in it.

    Harry finished transforming the bedpost, tilted his chin and rolled his eyes, "In other words, the Goblet of Fire doesn't actually know whether you are seventeen or not!"

    "The headmaster said that [they] decided to add additional age restrictions this year." Draco hinted with emphasis.

    "So when you submit your name, just don't let the professors know about it." Harry thought about his invisibility cloak, but then he thought again, a little depressed, "Draco, have many contestants really died in the past?  ?¡±

    "Glory always comes with challenges and dangers." Draco's tone was reasonable.  This time he did not open a window on the wall, but cast a transparency spell or something, which turned the wall into a large piece of crystal, allowing a clear view of the bottom of the black lake outside, as if the house was dotted with huge aquariums.  box.

    Harry kept busy with the curtains and sofa covers, "But people might really die."

    "Harry," Draco turned around with a straight face and was very serious, "Real wizards are never afraid of death. Death is just the starting point of another journey for us. Our survival is a fight for glory and faith.  , so even if we face death, we will die with honor."

    "Oh!" Harry nodded cautiously.

    Ever since the last conflict, Harry had been afraid of Draco's serious look. There was something estranged between them. Harry could feel it, but he didn't know how to break it. "So, Draco, you  Have you decided to participate?"

    "Let's first see what kind of age restriction method Principal Dumbledore has implemented. If you can't break through this restriction, you have no right to talk about competing for the top three warriors." Draco said calmly.

    Yes, Draco wants to participate, why not?  He has strength, pride, and confidence, and well, he doesn't want to admit it, but in fact - he also knows the content of the game!  Why should he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to add a new glory to the Malfoy family?

    ****

    At the beginning of the semester, apart from the Triwizard Tournament and the upcoming visits to Beauxbatons School and Durmstrang College, which replaced Quidditch craze and Hogsmeade weekend outings as the hottest topics among students, academics  In general, there is no change from before.

    Normal classes, such as potions, spells, transfiguration classes, ancient magic texts are still the same as before.

    Those classes that are abnormal ugh!  Still not normal.

    Divination class, tragedy!

    Although the teaching content has changed from the crystal ball to looking at the trajectory of the stars to predict the future, Harry still cannot change the tragic experience of being predicted by the old firefly to predict bad luck in every class.  In fact, Professor Trelawney didn't need to tell Harry about this, because Draco gave up divination; Goyle and Crabbe were dismissed because they failed last semester; Hermione gave up this semester, so sadly  Harry had no choice but to partner up with Ron, and then continued to make up all kinds of bad luck for himself - he had no way to give up, because then the credits would not be enough.

    Care of Magical Creatures class continues to be a tragedy!

    Hagrid didn't know where he got the Blast-Ended Skrewt. The whole class was a nightmare. At the end of the class, Draco cast the Fire Extinguishing Curse on his body no less than twenty times, but a blister was still burned out on his wrist.  Laco was already seriously considering giving up the election. Harry was holding him tightly and wouldn't let go. He didn't want to face these things alone!

    Herbal medicine class is as tragic as ever!

    The herbal medicine class finally changed from caring for strange, poisonous, thorny, and dangerous plants to the same level as handling potion materials. In the first class, they were asked to squeeze the pustules of the tuber of Babo, which were green and sticky with the  Severely corrosive pus on the skin spurts out from the pustules Oh!  Let them go to the toilet to vomit for a while.

    The history of magic, the tragedy from ancient times to the present!

    The only effective way to get rid of the powerful hypnosis in the history of magic class is to use a [closed earplugs to listen to¡ª¡ª], then gnaw at the textbook, and then spend twice as much time in the library to check reference books in order to understand what happened.  The tragic goblin rebellion and the giant war that should have been magnificent.  This is very laborious, but if you don't do this, then not only will you waste an hour in class, but you will also have to make up for the time you slept in class after class.

    Finally, there is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class - in line with the principle of putting the most miserable last.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??The magnificent giant war.  This is very laborious, but if you don't do this, then not only will you waste an hour in class, but you will also have to make up for the time you slept in class after class.

    Finally, there is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class - in line with the principle of putting the most miserable last.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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