In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

"Mr. Weasley?"

Little Barty asked calmly.

Percy nodded and he took a deep breath.

"Yes, I'm Percy Weasley."

Little Barty gestured to him towards the chair opposite him, which was generally only accessible to prisoners in the magical world.

"You should know who I am. Don't be too nervous. We just have some questions that we want to consult with you. After all, in some aspects, you are the real professional."

His polite words reassured Percy a little, but his tense body never relaxed.

Percy followed Little Barty's instructions and sat obediently on the iron chair opposite him. The iron chains tied to the armrests were very cold. Even when Percy's hands were cuffed, the coldness almost penetrated him. within his body.

Little Barty picked up a piece of parchment that looked like a file from the table in front of him. He glanced at a certain line of words in the parchment and looked up into Percy's eyes.

"Jon Green. This is the name you reported to the Aurors when you first came to the Ministry of Magic last September, saying that he was directly related to the case at Hogwarts Castle at the beginning of last year?"

Hearing Barty's first question, Percy breathed a sigh of relief again and said calmly.

"Yes, sir, I reported to the Auror at that time that after the case at Hogwarts Castle, it was Jon Green and two other professors who brought those mudblood students back to the carriage. , Dumbledore announced to everyone that it was Jon’s credit to save these people.”

Little Barty listened to him repeat the confession at that time, looked down at the information in his hand, and continued what he said.

"At that time, the Auror's judgment was that a third-year student could not achieve that level in any case, so it was speculated that this student named Jon Green was just a smoke bomb released by Dumbledore to actually sneak into the Hall. Is there someone else in Gwarts Castle?"

Hearing him talk about this, Percy became a little excited and raised his voice.

"I emphasized to the Aurors who asked me about this matter that Dumbledore would generally not lie to students, especially such lies would bring unnecessary danger to Jon Green, so this is very important. Probability is not a smoke bomb. At least Jon Green made a major contribution in that case, but they didn't pay attention to it! Did you find any new evidence? "

Little Barty put down the information in his hand, his expression obviously uglier than before.

"You will not be held responsible for this matter. Regarding these Aurors' dereliction of duty, they will also be punished as they should be, but there are more important things we need to know next."

He stared at Percy, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Tell me everything you know about Jon Greene, his habits, his preferences, his personality, and his social interactions at school."

Under this gaze, Percy's breathing became rapid.

He felt that the matter was not simple. If only the Death Eaters had discovered clues that Jon had sneaked into Hogwarts Castle, then the person interrogating him here today should not be Barty Jr., he should be sitting in the Auror command It would be better to have tea and chat with Lucius Malfoy in the Ministry's office.

Then there may only be a bigger problem happening! And this question is related to Jon Green!

Percy didn't hold anything back, he told everything he knew about Jon.

But in fact, when he defected from the Hogwarts carriage, Jon only stayed on the carriage for a year, and in the first grade, Jon did not show any outstanding deeds.

At that time, he was privately learning Occlumency and ring-related magic with Slughorn. If Jon and Ron hadn't been at the same level, Percy might not have been able to remember Jon's name at that time.

After Jon's second year, he was never at school before taking Hermione and the others back to the Hogwarts carriage, and Percy had no way of knowing any information about him.

Therefore, the information that Percy can provide is very limited. At most, it can only let little Barty know that it seems that Dumbledore didn't pay much attention to Jon in the first grade, but he disappeared for a while in the second grade. It was only after the days when Hogwarts Castle was infiltrated that there were major changes.

Little Barty looked disappointed, and Percy also noticed the disappointment on his face, and the calmness he had always maintained became uneasy.

"Mr. Crouch, can I know what Jon Green did?"

He spoke cautiously, as if he was afraid of causing little Barty's displeasure, but even so, little Barty still stood up from his chair in boredom.

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know!"

He no longer maintained his previous basic courtesy, scolded Percy angrily, and then raised his wand and waved it suddenly at the iron door.

The door was suddenly opened, and little Barty walked out quickly. Percy also stood up. However, before he could leave the iron chair, the pair of shackles on the armrests suddenly lifted up on their own. There was a "click" sound and he took control of his hands!

"Take out his memories about Jon Green for me to keep on file! Then call that idiot Lockhart over, and change my memories of this interrogation."

After hearing this order in the interrogation room, Percy fell back on the iron chair with a pale face. Soon, two of the three Death Eaters who brought him here also walked in.

They looked at Percy who was slumped in the chair and showed no sympathy. The leading witch just pulled out her wand.

"Is there anything else you want to say? Soon your memory of us and this interrogation will be gone."

Percy breathed heavily, his eyes bloodshot, and he looked at the witch.

"Jon Green what the hell did he do!"

The witch and her companion looked at each other, and she said coldly while pointing the tip of her wand at Percy's temple.

"This is something you shouldn't know, but Lockhart is coming soon, so it doesn't matter if I tell you. Your former classmate, he killed Lord Rabastan Lestrange!"

The next moment Percy heard these words, his whole body stiffened suddenly, and his eyes became blurred.

A silver ray of light was slowly and forcibly pulled out of his mind!

Damn it, it’s still six thousand today, and I have to write two two-in-ones tomorrow!