[HP] Marriage relationship

"——I want to explain our program of activities for this school year. Before that, please allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don't know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic , this is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of Sports and Sports at the Ministry of Magic."

Ludo Bagman was clearly popular and much easier to get along with than Barty Crouch, at least he gave Dumbledore a nice wave of his hand when he was introduced.

And Barty Crouch just put on a serious expression, also wearing wizard robes, but compared with Dumbledore's long white hair and beard beside him, his short toothbrush beard and beard The scrupulous center part with pomade looks very awkward.

"Draco, do you still remember your hairstyle before?" Blaise looked at Draco winkingly, looking a little gloating, "Fortunately, you have given up pomade, if you continue to use it, then you should be in middle age Almost like a Crouch haircut."

"Shut up, Blaise." Draco glared at him.

"Malfoy." Alan tugged at Draco's sleeve.

"What's the matter?" Draco's expression turned into tenderness in an instant, so fast that Blaise almost took his fierce eyes just now as an illusion.

"That—Barty—," Alan repeated the awkward surname 'Crouch' in English with difficulty, and managed to get it right after Draco corrected him, "What department is he from? I didn't hear clear."

"The Department of International Cooperation is mainly dealing with foreign affairs, coordinating and coordinating matters related to the Ministry of Magic around the world, and cooperating in organizing various types of exchange activities. This Trifinal Competition involves wizards from three countries. He needs to be here. Hmm—" Draco thought for a moment, then continued: "Protect some of your rights."

Because Lucius has a relationship with the Ministry of Magic and often goes there for meetings, Draco is also very clear about the various departments of the Ministry of Magic.In fact, his goal was to enter a certain department after graduation, such as the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures, but thinking about it, Lucius would not agree.

Places such as the Goblin Liaison Office and the Werewolf Control Bureau really do not conform to Malfoy's aesthetics of doing things.

"Equity?" Alan repeated the word, and said Barty Crouch's name several times in his mind, and also wrote down the department he was in, maybe it would be used someday.

"For example, when you were at Hogwarts—no, you were attacked on the British territory, or other things, such as the accident of the three-final match, these are all Crouch's responsibility," Draco pouted. , "But my dad said that this man is very old-fashioned, and he personally sent Barty Crouch Jr.—his son to Azkaban."

"They will form a panel of judges together with me, Professor Karkaroff and Madam Maxim to judge the achievements of the warriors."

As soon as they heard the word 'warrior', everyone became distracted. Even the wizards of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang raised their heads with interest and looked seriously at the real-time translator in front of Dumbledore.

Filch brought up a large wooden box inlaid with jewels. The box looked very old and dirty. It seemed to be covered with a layer of dust. When it was placed on the table, it made a 'pop' sound, and smoke immediately rose around it. Effect.

Fleur Delacour immediately covered her mouth in disgust, and Audrey squinted her eyes, and finally turned her gaze from Krum to the high platform.

"You should understand, after all, the Trifinals have been suspended for hundreds of years." Draco said, seeing that Alan's gaze was still on Filch's tuxedo with green mold stains, he sighed a long time, and said sadly: "Filch was an accident."

"Yeah." Alan nodded, watching Dumbledore tap the wooden box three times with his wand, and took out a rough-carved wooden goblet from inside. I don't know if it was because of the dust outside the box or the smoke effect. This goblet looked very worn out, and even the blue-white flame dancing inside was a bit dusty.

Draco was beginning to regret why he hadn't invited Alan to the palatial Malfoy Manor when he first came to England, but put him through a bad Quidditch World Cup first, and then made him notice Fei Wilkey's moldy tuxedo, this will undoubtedly solidify Alan's impression of the entire British wizarding world, and it is a negative impression.

Dumbledore raised the wooden goblet for everyone to see, explained the rules of the competition and the precautions for registration, and then placed it on the triangular stool in the foyer until tomorrow night, which is Halloween Until now it will be here, waiting for all students who are willing to participate in the competition.

"——In order to ensure the safety and fairness of the competition, I will draw an age limit around it, and no wizard under the age of seventeen will be able to cross this age limit..."

After he said this, the whole dinner was over, and everyone started to walk down the auditorium, towards the two doors leading to the foyer.

"Will you sign up, Alan." Draco asked, remembering that Alan's 17th birthday had just passed.

"Of course." Alan stood up and unfolded the cloak on the back of the chair, ready to put it on, and said lightly, "This is the reason I came to Hogwarts."

Draco laughed softly, helped Alan spread out the cloak, and tied a beautiful bow with a flick of his fingers. He leaned into Alan's ear and whispered, "Isn't it because of me that you came to England?"

Alan just trembled slightly when Draco's breath touched his ears, he didn't agree, but he didn't deny the statement either.

"Okay, it's perfect." Draco tidied up the somewhat messy ponytail for the last time, looked at Alan's cool and outstanding appearance with satisfaction, and quietly wrapped his arms around that slender and flexible waist. Seeing that Alan did not resist, his tone was also It became ambiguous, "Where do you live at night? Do you want to experience Slytherin's bedroom?"

But Karkaroff, who is very good at destroying the atmosphere, quickly answered this question for Alan. With his mellow, sweet and greasy voice, through a large group of Gryffindor students who walked to the long Slytherin table , "Go back to the ship, all of you, with your chief. How are you, Viktor? Have you had enough to eat? Shall I send someone to the galley for some warmed wine?"

Krum shook his head, put on his cloak and walked not far from Alan, surrounded by several other Durmstrang students.

"Principal, I'd like some brandy." Lütso shouted hopefully.

"I'm not talking to you," Karkaroff snapped, his paternal air disappearing, and he muttered, "Go back, Alan, and take care of them."

Lu Zuo shrugged in disappointment, and Apresh immediately patted him on the shoulder, gloating: "Retribution."

She obviously still remembers the fact that Lu Cuo caused her pet snake to be confiscated.

Draco was a little disappointed, but he had no intention of revealing his relationship with Alan, so he walked away before all the students in thick cloaks surrounded him.

Blaise was grinning, and passed by with a hot Slytherin girl in his arms. Draco was upset when he saw his breezy face in a blink of an eye, and directly stretched out his hand to hook his neck and dragged her aside.

"Hey! Draco." Blaise yelled strangely, watching the beauty he had just met twisted her waist out of sight, almost crying without tears.

"Let's talk." Draco smiled, making Blaise's skin crawl.

"Huh——" Draco compared his height with Blaise's, and remembered how he approached Alan's ear without tiptoe just now, and said doubtfully, "I seem to have grown taller."

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On the other side, Alan, who was leading Durmstrang's students, happened to walk to the door at the same time as Harry, Ron, and Hermione.Harry stopped and let Alan and his party go first.

"Thank you." Alan glanced at Harry casually, paused for a moment, and slowly moved his gaze down to the scar on Harry's forehead.

Durmstrang's students followed behind Alan, and they also stopped, looking at Harry curiously, with an expression of sudden realization gradually appearing on their faces, only Krum silently said Say hello to Hermione.

But both Ron and Harry were in a daze, not even aware of Krum's existence.

Lu Zuo stared at Harry's forehead openly, and poked Apresh beside him to signal her to watch it together.

"Chief, this is Harry Potter, that Harry Potter." Someone said something behind.

The wizard's voice wasn't too low, at least Harry caught it and noticed that it was about him, but they were speaking German and he couldn't understand anything except hearing his own name twice.

But Alan's expression didn't change at all, and he still maintained that indifferent appearance. A pair of deep black eyes carefully looked Harry up and down, and found that there was nothing outstanding about Harry other than his thin stature. characteristics, turned around without interest, and led a group of Durmstrang wizards hula la away.

In the gap between his turns, the cloak was rolled up and closed again, and Harry saw a pair of legs wrapped in black cloth that seemed to be getting straighter and slender, and his riding boots clattered on the marble steps. , Every blow felt like a knock on his heart.

"He's so good-looking." Harry came back to his senses after returning to the dormitory, and said to Ron in a daze.

In fact, no matter how beautiful Alan's outline is, he can't see everything clearly in the dark, but his pair of sharp black eyes are like cheetahs, coupled with the sense of domineering brought by the powerful strength and the arrogance of the top French family, the whole person's The temperament directly surpassed a large number of wizards of the same age.

In particular, he was the only wizard in Harry's memory who viewed his scars without any extra emotion, and who didn't otherwise overreact to discovering his identity.

"That Beauxbaton's witch is much better than him! And what's the name of that one, who went to Slytherin to strike up a conversation with Krum," Ron muttered, "Speaking of which, I actually saw Krum Say hello to Hermione, and I must ask her what's going on tomorrow."

"He's not the same as them at all," Harry said with a dreamy smile on his face, lying on his side on the bed, his back turned to Ron, "He looks like a very powerful wizard, what do those people call him?" Look, I don’t understand, it seems that I have to look for Hermione tomorrow too.”

"What do you want her for?" Ron sat up all of a sudden, looking at Harry warily.

"—suggest some books," said Harry. "I'd like to learn some German."

The author has something to say:

Thank you little angels for commenting and collecting, I love you~~~

To be honest, this is the article I want to write the most, because I can see Ni Meng’s comments in every chapter, and my heart is sweet and warm when I comment, o((≧▽≦o)

After thinking about it, I decided to mention the ferret incident after the start of the game, and I wanted to write about it willfully. Don't stick to the original work too much, after all, Alan is an existence like a hang-up.