[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Someone shouted: "Check everyone's wands here!"

Amy felt quite surprised: "But, I didn't bring a wand!"

Cedric took out his wand and accepted the inspection politely.

Mr. Diggory said: "It is impossible for my son to summon the Dark Mark here! He has just come here. When the Dark Mark appeared, he had not come here yet! Of course, the girl with him Too!"

So, the person checking the wand simply ignored Amy and turned to Fred and George for the wand.

Some people rushed deeper into the woods and suddenly shouted from inside: "Found it! Here!"

Not long after, they walked out carrying an unconscious elf and threw it in front of everyone.

Finding an unconscious elf is nothing, but the problem is that the elf still has a wand in his hand.

Someone recognized it: "Isn't this Mr. Crouch's house elf?"

Anyone who has ever sat in the top box has seen this little elf. It occupied a seat for its owner, but no one ever came to that seat.

"This is my wand!" Harry pointed at the wand in the elf's hand and shouted out without waiting for anyone to ask, and his expression was one of surprise.

"Check this wand!" Mr. Diggory said matter-of-factly, pointing to the wand in the elf's hand.

Someone went over to check, but Amy didn't see what method was used. She just heard him say: "That's right! The Dark Mark was summoned with this wand!"

For a moment, everyone was in an uproar, and even Harry himself didn't believe it.

Hermione wanted to help Harry fight for it: "But it wasn't Harry's fault! His wand was lost! Right, Harry?"

Harry nodded: "Yes! My wand disappeared before escaping from the tent. I don't know if it was thrown on the road or in the grandstand box of the stadium."

Amy was very close to the elf at this time, and she had already covered her nose to prevent herself from sneezing again. But after a few minutes, she didn't feel any urge to sneeze. Confused, she moved forward again, almost touching her nose to the elf's body, but she still didn't sneeze.

"So, am I not allergic to it?" Amy frowned slightly and said to herself. At this time, she had no time to care about what these big shots were discussing.

A man in his fifties or sixties wearing a suit hurried over and hurried into the woods, seemingly looking for something.

When passing by Amy, Amy's nose suddenly itched and she opened her mouth, but she didn't sneeze.

Confused, she followed him by surprise.

"Amy?" George grabbed her.

Fred was also puzzled: "What are you doing with Mr. Crouch?"

"Uh..." Amy turned on the make-up mode again, turning her head and eyes to look around, and finally spotted the bird's nest on the tree in front, and the two gray magpies inside also stretched out their heads, looking impatiently. looking out. So he pointed at the two gray magpies and said, "I'll ask them what they saw."

Fred and George had seen her talking to Charcoal Ball, and the process was quite strange. They thought it would be equally strange to talk to this gray magpie.

Amy waved to the two gray magpies: "You guys, come down! Come down!"

Everyone else was paying attention to the house elf and Harry's wand, but few noticed what Amy did. Of course, she wouldn't have seen the two gray magpies actually fly down with flapping wings, one on the left and one on the right, landing on her shoulders.

"What happened here just now?" Amy asked them in a low voice.

The magpie on the left called a few times in her ear, and the one on the right flapped its wings and called a few times.

Amy frowned slightly: "That stick...oh, are you talking about that magic wand? It's floating in the air by itself?"

Mr. Crouch was groping under a tree not far away, not knowing what he was looking for. Hearing Amy's words, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then started searching harder. Then his expression became even weirder. He stood up in despair, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and staggered out.

The magpie on Amy's shoulder was still chirping, and Amy repeated it even more surprised: "That elf is calling 'Master'? Invisible man?"

"Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about?" Mr. Crouch walked toward Amy angrily, with murderous intent all over his body. He was so frightened that the magpie on Amy's shoulder flew away.

Fred and George immediately stood in front of him, keeping Amy behind.

"Mr. Crouch, what's the matter?" Fred said with a playful smile on his face.

George pointed to the awakened elf outside: "Maybe the things over there are more important!"

Mr. Crouch was stunned for a few seconds, then glared at Amy a few more times before turning around and going out to teach the elf a lesson.

Fred and George put their hands on Amy's shoulders, and talked to each other as they were accustomed to.

"——Is what you just said true?"

"——Did those two birds really say that?"

For a moment, Amy even felt that the two magpies on her shoulders were still there, making the same noise, but not annoying.

"What was he looking for just now?" Amy shook her shoulders to let them go, and then walked towards the place where Mr. Crouch had been groping in various ways.

"A sneeze! A sneeze!" Amy sneezed again, rubbed her nose, and muttered to herself: "Weird! Ah - a sneeze!!!"

So wasn't she allergic to that elf? And the "allergen" is here?

Then she must look for it!

But as soon as she bent down to see what strange things were growing on the ground, she heard Mr. Crouch yell angrily again: "What are you doing? Get out of there... everyone who has nothing to do with it is leaving! Get out of here!" hurry up!"

This elegant old man in a crisp suit was waving his arms with his eyes wide open, completely ignoring his own image.

Seeing this, Arthur was probably afraid that his children would continue to be involved, so he said to Bill who was standing next to him: "Take your brothers and sisters and leave! Harry is probably going to stay here...You guys leave first! This way It will be fine soon!”

Bill nodded and began to arrange his brothers and sisters one by one: "Charlie, you come with me and take Ginny! Ron, Hermione will be left to you! And Fred and George... Take Amy with you!"

Cedric, who had been standing in the crowd for a long time, seemed to want to say something, but he only opened his mouth and nothing came out.

The Weasleys were on the move, as were everyone else, and Wood continued to escort Joy back to her tent.

As Amy walked, she suddenly said: "Strange! The traces under the tree...the shape of the grass that was pressed out, as if a person had been lying there!"