bioinnovel Chapter 274 Calm and Tranquil
Chapter 274 Calm and Tranquil
Chapter 274 Calm and Tranquil
In view of Bassheda Bablin's extremely irresponsible personal remarks,
Belvina decided to unilaterally sever ties for three days as a warning.
During the three days after breaking off relations with her best friend, life at Hogwarts was uneventful, with no further incidents.
The heat of the Triwizard Tournament has temporarily subsided, and the mountain of homework from all subjects has piled up. Students are busy studying and doing their homework, and no longer glare at Dumbledore with gritted teeth.
However, the topic of Defense Against the Dark Arts remained incredibly popular, and the students' discussions about Professor Moody surged forth like a flood bursting its banks.
Most people discussed the Unforgivable Curse with a tone of awe, unable to imagine what would happen to them if these three inhumane dark magic spells were used on them.
Spiders that died cleanly and decisively, spiders tortured to the point of convulsions, and spiders manipulated into tap dancing...
Professor Moody, the Spider Killer, successfully broadened the students' horizons, instilled a sense of awe, and even caused physical discomfort in some students.
Neville and Ron, for example, both showed signs of discomfort in class; one was reminded of his parents, and the other was frightened by a spider.
And then there's Harry, the scarred boy, who also developed resentment after class.
This wasn't the first time Harry had witnessed the Unforgivable Curse; Belvina had used it in front of him last summer.
Unlike Professor Moody who used spiders as targets, Belvina at that time did not have a target for her spell, so she did not leave a deep impression on Harry.
During this Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Harry witnessed the spider lose its life in an instant, inevitably reminding him of his parents, who also died from the Killing Curse.
At the same time, Harry recalled the fear the Dementors had instilled in him, forcing him to vaguely remember the most painful day of his life.
Therefore, it's only natural that Harry would have a negative reaction to Moody and his Defense Against the Dark Arts, and there's no need to be overly critical.
Putting aside the uneventful Hogwarts, nothing else happened outside the school either.
Sirius Black and Lupin have packed their bags and set off for the European continent. They expect to return to England within a month.
At the Ministry of Magic, Bob Gordon began investigating Bertha Jorkins's social connections, secretly searching for people and things related to Jorkins.
This task is difficult and involves a huge amount of work. Jorgins has worked for too many departments and involved countless people. It is feared that it will be difficult to find useful clues in a short period of time.
Fortunately, Percy Weasley could help share some of the workload, and the events that occurred during Jorkins's tenure at the International Department of Magical Cooperation...
It can be handed over to Percy for investigation and collection.
In addition to assisting with the investigation, Percy was also carrying out his regular job, traveling between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic every day.
According to Percy's observation, Buddy Crouch, who remained in his post, behaved normally, and nothing suspicious was found at the moment.
Barty Crouch, who shamelessly stayed at the Ministry of Magic, was not overwhelmed by the heavy workload; on the contrary, he handled it all with remarkable efficiency.
He arrives earliest and leaves latest every day, and he seems to enjoy his work immensely, as if he has no concept of fatigue.
With the Director taking the lead in opening up new avenues, the atmosphere within the International Magical Cooperation Department has been completely transformed. Everyone, from top to bottom, has followed suit and started engrossed in the activity, even more so than the squid on the sizzling hot plate.
Under the shameless leadership of Barty Crouch, the department's work efficiency has been soaring. With nearly two months to go before the official start of the Triwizard Tournament, the fire dragon has already arrived in England.
Upon learning of the changes in Sili, Belvina was speechless, unable to find the right words to describe her feelings.
Barty Crouch works tirelessly at the Department of International Magical Cooperation every day, while Belvina Black enjoys a life of leisure at Hogwarts. It's obvious who the good guy is.
However, Belvina was only slightly surprised by Crouch's "power grab," and then adopted a submissive posture.
She appeared to have let go of her prejudices against Barty Crouch and no longer doubted his decision to remain in office, but that was not actually the case.
Since someone was willing to take on all the responsibilities and dedicate themselves to the Ministry of Magic, Belvina was happy to relax and wait with a clear conscience for someone to die.
As long as we strictly control the details of the Triwizard Tournament, we have nothing to fear from Barty Crouch's ill intentions or deliberate sabotage. We might even be able to turn the tables on him and catch him red-handed.
The more you do, the more mistakes you make; the less you do, the less mistakes you make.
This is the experience Belvina has gained from her limited life experience.
The more Barty Crouch does, the more he tries to assert his presence, the more likely he is to reveal his true intentions for remaining in office.
Belvina, who was at Hogwarts, was not flustered at all. She even thought about moving a stool and grabbing a handful of sunflower seeds. Why not appreciate the festivities and the monkey show?
The next day, the first weekend of the new school year quietly arrived.
Although the sun has already risen into the sky, the ancient castle remains in a dream, reluctant to wake up.
Belvina was the same; if it weren't for the unbearable hunger, she probably could have slept in bed forever.
Belvina, who refused to get out of bed, tossed and turned like a worm, before finally sitting up reluctantly.
With her dark eyes half-open and half-closed, she first drank a large glass of water to moisten her parched throat, and then walked into the bathroom in a half-asleep state.
After washing up, her hunger intensified, and Belvina put on her coat and left the room.
Walking down the silent staircase, a magnificent marble staircase soon comes into view.
The auditorium was almost empty on the weekend, with only a few early-rising students sitting around. Some looked energetic, while others were yawning.
Belvina, infected by the yawning, felt sleepy again and couldn't help but want to yawn. Fortunately, her rumbling stomach sent out a distress signal in time, so she didn't turn around and leave.
The house-elves prepared a sumptuous breakfast early in the morning, including oatmeal, bread, fried sausages, fried bacon, tomato beans, and more.
Belvina wolfed down her food at an astonishing speed, as if she were about to participate in a competitive eating contest.
By the time the number of students in the auditorium had gradually increased, she had finished breakfast and was leisurely sitting there drinking coffee.
After a cup of rich coffee, the drowsiness was finally driven away, and Belvina walked out of the auditorium with her hands behind her back.
As she walked out, she wondered what she would do next. The weather was nice today; should she invite Bassheda, with whom she had just rekindled their friendship, out for a walk?
Just as Belvina was determined to go out for a walk, Harry, Ron, and Hermione showed up at her door, thwarting her plan to get away for a while.
Professor Blake, once again transforming into a caring older sister, had no choice but to lead the three back to the fifth floor to resolve their conflict.
Yes, the Gryffindor trio is in trouble again, but this time the problem is not serious and has not jeopardized their friendship.
In the warm and bright office, Harry, Harry, and his two friends sat neatly in a row, side by side on the sofa.
Harry and Ron looked helpless, while Hermione turned her head away, her profile showing her displeasure.
"Tell me, what's wrong with Ren again?" Belvina said, putting down three cups of hot tea.
It's unclear when exactly, but Belvina has become quite adept at coaxing children and handling them with ease.
At this moment, Harry and Ron both looked at Hermione, it seemed that this problem was caused by Miss Know-It-All again.
Come to think of it, girls are generally more sensitive and thoughtful, while boys usually don't pay as much attention to details. And Harry and Ron happen to be carefree, so it's understandable that problems arise.
Hermione didn't hesitate; she took a clicking box from her robes and placed it on the table.
Seeing this, Belvina picked up the box, held it to her ear and shook it gently twice, producing a clicking sound.
Next, she opened the box and found about fifty medals of different colors, all uniformly inscribed with: SPEW.
"Vomiting?" Belvina said in confusion, picking up a badge and examining it closely.
Sure enough, besides "vomiting," Belvina couldn't think of any other meaning. Why would she make a badge that said "vomiting"?
Upon hearing Belvina's question, Harry and Ron simultaneously revealed a knowing smile, as if they had expected Belvina to say something.
Hermione sighed and explained helplessly, "It's not vomiting, it's the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association."
"What is it?"
House-elves Rights Promotion Association?
Rights and home-loving elves have nothing to do with each other; the two are practically unrelated.
Belvina looked at Hermione in disbelief, and what Hermione found most unacceptable was that Belvina even casually picked at her ear.
"The House-Elf Rights Promotion Association," Hermione said, emphasizing each word, "is dedicated to the well-being of house-elves and prohibits wizards from cruelly mistreating them."
Oh no, Hermione must be sick, and seriously so.
Ignoring the terminally ill Hermione, Belvina looked at Harry and Ron and said solemnly, "How long has she been in this condition? What did Madam Pomfrey say? Should we go to St. Mungo's? Have Mr. and Mrs. Granger been notified?"
"I am not sick, Professor Blake!"
Hermione interrupted Belvina's incessant chatter; if she were allowed to continue, Hermione's seven-day mourning period would probably be over by now.
"I've been researching the issue of house-elves lately, and I've discovered they're constantly being treated cruelly, even tortured! What I find most unbelievable is that no wizard has ever objected to this!"
"What a kind and good girl, it's just that her kindness is misplaced," Belvina said softly. "Do you know anything about house-elves?"
With just one sentence, Belvina's attitude was made clear.
Ron, seizing the opportunity, quickly said, "You should try to persuade Hermione. She seems to have gone mad, saying she wants to start some kind of association and recruit members!"
Harry chimed in, "Yeah, Hermione even made Ron the treasurer and me her secretary, and she's going to hold a general meeting!"
"That's right, you have to pay two silver coins as a membership fee!" Ron continued. "Who would pay to join such a boring association!"
Harry and Ron poured out their grievances, vying to complain about Hermione's tyranny.
However, Hermione remained unmoved, her expression growing increasingly resolute, as if she had found a cause she could dedicate her life to.
Once she realized Hermione wasn't joking, Belvina immediately abandoned her spectator mentality and became quite serious.
"Tell me your initial plan, or short-term goal," Belvina said seriously, as if she were considering the feasibility of a house-elf rights advocacy group.
Hermione was overjoyed upon hearing this and glanced at Harry and Ron with delight.
Ron shook his head and sighed. He didn't know what Belvina was thinking, but he knew Hermione's association was unlikely to succeed.
Harry, on the other hand, reacted indifferently. He knew Kreacher, and he didn't believe Belvina would support the Rascals' Rights Promotion Association.