Chapter 229: Acting in 1971 and Confirmation
Looking around, Aisen remained silent, gazing intently at the desolate suburban landscape, then turning back to look at the vibrant life rising from the depths of the town.
After taking a deep breath, Aisen made up his mind, his thoughts turning as he activated the dormant Time Travelpower within him.
His vision shifted, and Aisen himself fell into a silent darkness, then in just an instant, his surroundings brightened considerably.
January 1, 1971, still behind the Reggie family's villa, Aisen's figure appeared out of thin air.
As his vision changed, he was already in another Space-Time.
A cool breeze blew gently from the suburban plains, bringing the familiar scent of soil.
Looking from afar, the entire Altrincham town seemed to have gone back in time, becoming dilapidated. Of course, it wasn't that exaggerated, but there was still a slight difference compared to the environment Aisen lived in during his childhood, deep in his memory.
After all, with a time difference of twenty years, Altrincham town at this moment was indeed not as clean and tidy as it would be later.
As for the three-story villa in front of him, it was beyond Aisen's expectation; it looked considerably "newer" overall.
Hmm, it's not surprising, actually.
You see, at this time, Reggie Allen and Iris Derry had been married for less than three years. The newly built villa was naturally much "newer" than it would be twenty years later.
It was an exceptionally calm morning. The sun had just risen but was blocked by a passing cloud.
Aisen, standing outside the villa, fell into deep thought.
Although Aisen had returned to 1971 with the purpose of interfering with the Reggie family, he needed to think carefully about how to do it.
He couldn't just directly kill the Reggie couple, could he?
For Aisen, although this couple was annoying, they didn't deserve to be put to death.
With God's Perspective activated, the scene inside the entire villa was reflected in Aisen's mind. Young Reggie looked exceptionally tall and strong, with a rather rugged face.
On the other side, Iris was playing with her child Barry, a smile occasionally appearing on her face. When she smiled, dimples appeared, revealing her beauty, which was quite stunning.
After silently praising her, Aisen thought of a way to interfere with their family.
When Barry was at school, the reason he was so aggressive and liked to bully others seemed to be because his mother, Iris, was a little too doting on him.
If he made some changes to her, wouldn't that make Barry's future life a little harder?
As his thoughts turned, the corners of Aisen's mouth curled slightly, and then he cast Obliviate on Iris.
Obliviate sounds like it's meant to make the target forget a certain memory. Of course, that's not wrong; Obliviate does have that function. But in fact, it also has a very important function, which is the modification and addition of memories.
When casting the spell on Iris, Aisen didn't make her forget any memories, but he significantly strengthened a notion of 'hoping for his child to become a dragon' deep within her memory.
After using magical means to change Iris in this way, Aisen could basically predict the consequences.
Before, Aisen knew very well that Barry's grades at school were very average. But because of his parents, Barry didn't care, which is why he could afford to bully others at school.
But after these actions, Aisen didn't believe he could still be idle.
With such a strict mother, Barry shouldn't be so arrogant in the future, right? Smiling, Aisen withdrew his gaze and prepared to return.
However, before returning, Aisen paused.
He suddenly thought of a question: If Barry became a good student because of his mother's change, would he still bully others at school? If not, wouldn't that also indirectly change the trajectory of his own life!
"No, no, the risk is too great!" Aisen muttered, casting the spell again to restore Iris's previous memory.
Or should he just leave some scars on their family, like changing objects? That seems more straightforward and direct.
After thinking for a long time, Aisen found that this method seemed to have the least risk.
However, isn't it a bit too much to sneak around and do these little tricks? As this thought just surfaced, Aisenrecalled the bad attitude their family had towards others in the town in the past.
Immediately, a hint of mockery appeared on Aisen's face. Shameless me, how could I care about such a small matter? If anyone is to blame, it's only because they themselves have done too much evil.
Immediately, Aisen cast a spell to cut two wounds on the backs of Reggie and Iris. Then, before they could feel the pain, he cast a spell to heal their wounds.
Of course, Aisen did not completely heal their wounds as before, but left two very obvious scars.
To prevent them from using other means to remove the scars, Aisen also specially used magic to "protect" the scars.
After completing these actions, Aisen glanced around, then didn't linger, directly activating the power within him and returning to the present.
At the end of July 1994, Aisen's figure reappeared near the Reggie family.
As his vision shifted, returning to his own Space-Time, a sense of inexplicable security filled Aisen's heart. Perhaps it was an illusion, but Aisen always felt much more at ease.
Looking up, many people were walking on the streets of the town in the distance, full of life as usual.
With God's Perspective activated, the Reggie family's villa was reflected in his mind, and Aisen saw the Reggie couple again. Compared to twenty years ago, their appearance had changed greatly, both becoming much older.
Only from their skin tone and hair color could he vaguely see the shadow of their youth.
Without thinking too much, his gaze focused directly on their backs, but he did not find any trace of scars. Obviously, the tricks Aisen played in 1971 did not leave any traces on their bodies.
In other words, when Aisen returned to the Space-Time before 1972, it was indeed not the past of his world, but another parallel world.
"So, even if I go back to the past before 1972 and mess around happily, I don't have to worry about changing the current history?" Aisen muttered, a smile appearing on his face.
Smiling and shaking his head, Aisen slowly walked towards the center of the town.
A few minutes later, Aisen crossed the street and arrived at the entrance of a dark building. Two ribbons were hung outside the door, one red and one blue, looking particularly eye-catching.
A stand stood in front of the ribbons, with a plaque nailed to the stand, on which was written "Bunt's Shop".
This kind of small town shop would sell common items for the town residents, and also sell some snacks and so on. It was a place Aisen often frequented as a child.
"Hey, Aisen, long time no see! I heard your family moved to London and opened a film and television company?" As soon as he entered the door, a rough voice rang out.
"That's right! Old Bunt, how's business these past few years?" Aisen nodded.
This was a middle-aged man around fifty years old, with a full beard that matched his rough voice perfectly. Perhaps because it was already summer, he wore a short-sleeved shirt, exposing his thick arms, giving a fierce sense of impact.
"Not bad!" Old Bunt chuckled and opened a bottle of orange juice, handing it to Aisen. "The town has developed very quickly these past few years, and business has been much better!"
Aisen took the bottle, took a sip, and nodded without saying anything.
For the Muggle World, this world is like this. As time goes by, the level of technology is constantly developing, and people's living standards will naturally improve.
However, when the internet wave hits, who knows in what direction this town will develop.
"By the way, Aisen, are you planning to move back to the town this time?" Old Bunt looked at Aisen, obviously very curious why he suddenly returned.
"No, I can't come back for the time being because of my work outside." Aisen shook his head. "I walked around outside the town a few times and thought it would be a good place for filming locations."
"Oh, do you really think so? That's great, I hope you can promote our town more in the movie then!" Old Buntshowed a very exaggerated smile.
"Of course!" Aisen shrugged.
There's nothing wrong with filming locations, after all, it's the place he used to live. By then, he can just hand it over to his company to shoot.
Chapter 230: Hermione's Invitation
From time to time, people entered Bunt's shop to buy things. Old Bunt greeted them back and forth, his face full of smiles.
Some of them, seeing Aisen, would come over in surprise to say hello, and some would come up to chat for a couple of sentences. It could be seen that the residents living in this small town lived relatively peacefully.
"Aisen, I heard you're developing markets abroad, didn't you go to the World Cup this year?" Old Bunt seemed to think of something and suddenly asked.
"World Cup?" Aisen was startled, looking at Old Buntwith a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"That's right, I heard from my boy that you played football quite well during university and almost made it into the school team!" Old Bunt didn't notice the change in Aisen's expression.
Aisen's expression froze, and only then did he realize the other person was talking about the World Cup, not the Quidditch World Cup. He found it amusing inwardly but shook his head without showing it.
"Uh, I'm actually not that interested in football. Otherwise, I would definitely have made the school team, right? Besides—this year the England Team seems to have missed the World Cup, right!"
"Hmm, you're right, the England Team has completely fallen, they can't even get into the final round, it's too disappointing!" Old Bunt's indignant look made Aisen find it quite funny.
But honestly, I don't know if it's a curse of bad luck, in the Muggle World, the England Team missed the World Cup, and in the Wizarding World, the England Team also missed the Quidditch World Cup.
This is truly—
A consistent lineage!
After chatting briefly with Old Bunt, Aisen turned and left.
...
Time always slips away inadvertently, and before you know it, there are only a few days left until the Quidditch World Cup final begins.
One day in mid-August, Aisen accidentally received a letter from Hermione. Besides wishing Aisen well for the holidays, the content was an invitation for him to go watch the Quidditch World Cup final together.
Aisen, who hadn't originally planned to join the fun, suddenly felt it wouldn't hurt to go take a look.
Moreover, it is said that over one hundred thousand Witch will be watching the Quidditch World Cup final live.
To be honest, since Aisen entered the Wizarding World, the most Witch he had seen was only a few hundred or a few thousand, and that was at different times. Suddenly encountering over one hundred thousand Witch, Aisenalso became curious about how spectacular that scene would be.
So, some time before the match began, Aisen specifically booked a ticket.
Early that morning, Aisen arrived at an official designated entrance for the Quidditch World Cup via the fireplace.
After the sense of teleportation pressure disappeared, Aisen's vision shifted, and he arrived in a swampy area that looked particularly desolate and was shrouded in mist.
Because it wasn't fully light yet, there was still a hint of darkness lingering around. Surprisingly, perhaps because the moon was still hanging alone on the horizon, the figures of people coming and going in this area were relatively clear to see.
Looking back, in a distant dark forest, figures would appear out of thin air from time to time. Some of them were wearing Witch robes of various colors, while others were simply dressed in Muggle clothes.
Shrugging his shoulders, he followed the crowd towards the site and could see a corner of the grounds stretching out of sight, packed with all sorts of colorful tents.
If he were in the Muggle World, Aisen would definitely think that such tents were used by homeless people. But here, it was clear that the Undetectable Extension Charmhad been cast inside those tents, making the space inside astonishingly large!
In front of the area packed with tents, stood a stone house, and a person stood at the door of the stone house, who seemed to be the site manager, Mr. Roberts.
"The bludger, and the quaffle, must all be checked again!" A figure was talking loudly about something.
"Obliviate—" A Witch wearing breeches descended from the sky and, after landing at the stone house door, directly cast an Obliviate on the site manager.
Shaking his head, Aisen walked towards the area where the tents were gathered. Looking at the various tents, Aisen couldn't help but feel emotional; magic was simply too convenient.
However, looking at the appearance of these tents, Aisen's expression became a little strange.
Some Witch tried their best to make the tents look like Muggle tents, but added chimneys and pull ropes outside, making them look even more peculiar.
And some tents looked very exaggeratedly used a lot of striped silk, even luxurious enough to have several peacocks tied at the entrance.
In particular, Aisen also saw a tent that was actually made to look like a four-story building, which seemed especially exaggerated.
At the far end near the woods, there was an open space, where two extremely simple tents were set up. Judging from the style of these two tents, well—it seemed—
"It's you, good morning, Aisen!" A balding head poked out from behind the tent and waved a greeting after seeing Aisen.
"Arthur! What are you doing?" Turning to the other side of the tent, Aisen found Arthur Weasley squatting on the ground, holding a matchbox and gesturing something.
"Hmm, nothing, just lighting a bonfire." Arthur's face showed a smile. "Of course, we don't plan to use magic. I mean, since we've come to Muggle territory, we have to do it ourselves using Muggle methods, right!"
Uh, as long as you're happy! Aisen nodded without showing any change in expression and said nothing.
Time slowly passed. Under Aisen's gaze, Arthur picked up a match and struck a flame. Before he could bring it to the kindling, the flame was blown out by the breeze on the open field.
After repeating it several times, Arthur's forehead gradually became covered with a layer of sweat. Aisen, unable to bear watching any longer, silently cast a spell to fix the airflow in this area.
Subsequently, Arthur finally lit the bonfire.
"Ha, finally succeeded!" Arthur stood up with a face full of smiles. "Muggle are really too smart, I really don't know how they knew this could light a fire."
"Professor Aisen, you're here!" A voice sounded, and Aisen turned to look.
He saw another tent open, and two little beauties emerged from inside, they were Hermione and Ginny.
Not having seen her for over a month, Hermione had grown quite a bit taller. Her fluffy brown long hair was tied back, making her look especially youthful and energetic. Hmm, in another month, Hermione would be fifteen, right?
"Hermione, and Ginny, good morning!" Aisen smiled and nodded at the two of them.
"Professor, did you just arrive?" Hermione said, looking around as if searching for something. "Where is your tent?"
"Hmm—yes, I just arrived." Aisen said, looking at Hermione's cute appearance, raising an eyebrow and giving her a meaningful look. "I don't need a tent, have you forgotten? I can sleep for as long as I want in the Dream World!"
As soon as Hermione thought of the days she was pulled into the Dream World by Professor Aisen to study and have fun, she showed a look of sudden realization. After glancing at Aisen, her face immediately turned red.
"Ron, Harry, can you go get some water from the camp over there?" After gathering the kindling, Arthur lifted the tent flap and called inside.
"Coming, Dad!" Ron's voice came, and then he and Harrycame out of the tent one after another. They were holding a kettle and a stew pot respectively.
"Professor Aisen!" Harry and Ron, seeing Aisen, came forward in surprise to greet him.
Aisen looked at them with a smile, stepped forward, and patted them on the shoulders. Then, the two walked through the tents towards the other side of the camp.
Subsequently, the sun gradually rose, causing the mist to slowly dissipate. In front of Arthur's two tents, many campers inside the tents woke up one after another.
The entire area suddenly became lively.
Some Witch, like Arthur, wanted to light bonfires outside their tents. Some Witch secretly looked around, then quickly waved their wands to light the bonfires, while some Witch held matches in a daze, seemingly not believing they were useful.
Some children came out of the tents, riding toy flying brooms, flying low around the tents.
Others waved short wands, seemingly wanting to cast a powerful Charm. But before the children could do anything, they were pulled up by their parents and given a beating.
After a while, Harry and Ron slowly walked back, carrying the water kettle and stew pot full of water.
"Why are you two so slow?" Arthur took the kettle and stew pot from their hands and placed the stew pot over the bonfire to heat up.
"Met some acquaintances!" Ron said, a look of excitement on his face.
"Oliver Wood joined Puddlemere United after graduating from Hogwarts and became a reserve player!" Harry said excitedly, seeming extremely interested in this.
Chapter 231: The Top Box
Arthur started boiling water to cook, and Aisen, who was free, was invited by Hermione to sit in the tent.
"Hermione, how was your holiday?" In a room in the tent, Aisen and Hermione sat facing each other.
"It was alright, it's just that not being able to cast spells outside of school is pretty bad!" Hermione pouted, glanced at Aisen, then lowered her head, blushing.
Aisen's eyes flickered slightly, "Underage Witches and Wizards can't cast spells outside, well, that is pretty bad. However, this rule is largely to protect Little Wizardsfrom causing some magical accidents--"
"I know all that--" Hermione pursed her lips, "It's just, I want to make some things that require magic?"
Whether it was a illusion or not, when he saw Hermioneagain, Aisen found that Hermione's attitude towards him had become much more intimate. Well--, it wasn't exactly intimate, but she seemed to be less guarded around him?
After some conversation, Hermione's holiday life was just as Aisen had guessed: completing her homework, reviewing for the next school year's lessons, living a very regular life.
However, a few days ago, Ron's family invited Hermioneto watch the Quidditch World Cup match. So Hermionewent to Ron's house and stayed with Ginny for a few days.
And Hermione, after remembering Aisen, also extended an invitation to him.
"What things?" Aisen's face showed a curious expression. Could it be that Hermione's academic prowess was about to make strides in Alchemy?
"It's--, a Double-sided Mirror!" Seeing Aisen's expression, Hermione said, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Double-sided Mirror! Uh, if I remember correctly, you can buy a Double-sided Mirror directly in Diagon Alley, right!" Aisen's mouth curled up slightly.
"I know, but I want to make a Double-sided Mirror myself and use it to communicate with Professor." Hermione said while looking at Aisen, a hint of infatuation in her eyes.
Hearing this explanation, Aisen was momentarily speechless, but for some reason, he felt quite pleased inside.
"Alright, I'm looking forward to you making a Double-sided Mirror, and I'll be sure to carry it with me then!"
After saying that, he reached out and rubbed Hermione's head, making her so shy that she immediately covered her face with both hands.
...
Half an hour later, after Arthur finished cooking, he called everyone over.
Harry, Ron, Fred, Percy, Bill, and others gathered around and ate heartily. Fried eggs, boiled sausages, etc., the food Arthur prepared was surprisingly abundant.
Hermione and Ginny sat together, seemingly talking about things between Little Girls.
From time to time, some Ministry of Magic officials passed by and greeted Arthur.
Cuthbert Mockridge, Head of the Goblin Liaison Office, Gilbert Wimple, a member of the Committee on Experimental Charms, Bode and Croaker from the Department of Mysteries, and so on.
With Arthur's introduction, Aisen got a rough understanding of some people from the Ministry of Magic.
However, Croaker, is that the one who has done particularly in-depth research on time? Aisen looked thoughtfully at the male Witch with thinning hair.
However, when encountering some Ministry of Magicofficials, Aisen noticed that Percy Weasley would always stand up and extend his hand. Especially for some senior officials, like Barty Crouch Sr., the Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Percywould even bow.
Well, Aisen thought it was right to be polite and respectful to one's superiors, but Percy's attitude seemed a bit obsequious. Anyway, Aisen felt a little awkward watching it.
"Professor Aisen, which team do you think will win?" On the other side, Fred was stuffing sausages into his mouth and asked Aisen.
"What's wrong?" After collecting his thoughts, Aisenfound that everyone was looking at him.
"Fred and George just made a bet with Ludo Bagman, betting that Ireland will win! But Viktor Krum of Bulgariawill catch the golden snitch." Ron exclaimed.
"That's right, we bet thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, and three Knuts!" Fred nodded and looked at Aisen.
"That's our savings we've saved for a long time!" Georgesaid in a low voice.
Awesome!
After thinking that to himself, Aisen put on a thoughtful look, as if considering which team would win. But in reality, he was digging into the depths of his memory for the result of this Quidditch match.
Aisen pondered, and gradually a strange expression appeared on his face.
This, if his past life memory wasn't wrong, it seemed that Ireland really won, and the golden snitch was indeed caught by Krum of Bulgaria.
Fred and George really guessed correctly?
"Well, I agree with Fred and George, Ireland will win, and Krum will catch the golden snitch!" Aisen raised an eyebrow and said slowly.
"Ha--, what's this called? Great minds think alike!" Fredand George laughed and cheered.
"Professor Aisen, you think so too?" Ron looked at Aisenwith a surprised expression, as if he didn't understand why Aisen would think that.
Seeing Ron's posture, Aisen immediately understood. It seemed that this kid Ron was a fan of Krum.
"Well--, Quidditch is a game of seven people, not a one-man show, isn't it?" Aisen said to Ron lightly.
After dinner, everyone started strolling around the campsite.
Perhaps it was the Quidditch World Cup period, so there were many vendors in the campsite, which made the Little Wizards have a great time. It could be seen that everyone was laughing, and the gathered excitement permeated the entire campsite.
After dusk, the night covered the entire campsite like a curtain. Specks of starlight twinkled in the sky, bringing a hint of light.
At this time, all the Witches and Wizards forgot their disguises, and they used various kinds of magic to decorate their tents.
"I saved up my pocket money all summer just for this--" Ron said while buying a green tall hat decorated with clovers flying in the wind, a green rose-shaped badge, and a small statue of Krum, the Seeker for Bulgaria.
And Harry's attention was on a stall filled with Omnoculars. According to the vendor, these Omnoculars could not only replay the footage in slow motion but also analyze the match situation.
Uh, Aisen suddenly felt that this thing was very similar to a VAR video assistant referee.
Harry waved his hand and bought three Omnoculars, giving one each to Ron and Hermione. And Hermionebought a lot of match handbooks, and gave one to everyone, including Aisen.
A sudden burst of gongs and drums sounded, and dense, colorful lanterns suddenly lit up on the trees, illuminating the road to the stadium.
"Ha, time is almost up, let's go in quickly!" Arthur Weasley called everyone to walk towards the stadium.
Excited cheers sounded around, and the crowd surged towards the stadium.
When Aisen walked out from the other side of the woods, he saw a huge stadium.
After having their tickets checked by the Ministry of MagicWitch at the entrance, everyone walked up the stairs all the way to a box on the top floor.
The box was located at the highest point of the stadium, and looking out, one could see the towering golden goalposts not far in front. On the other side, a black board hung in mid-air, on which glowing words occasionally flashed and then disappeared.
These were advertisements for the Quidditch World Cup. Apparently, whether in the Muggle World or the Wizarding World, some shrewd businessmen would place advertisements at the stadium.
"Dobby?" A surprised voice sounded.
Aisen turned his head and saw Harry looking back at the seats in the back row of the box, with a surprised expression on his face. Following Harry's gaze, a short figure appeared before his eyes--it was a House-elf.
Clearly, Harry had mistaken it. This should be the House-elf Shanshan. So, if nothing unexpected happened, Barty Crouch Jr. should be sitting next to her. However, he was covered by an invisibility cloak.
Speaking of Barty Crouch Jr., he was also an amazing person. After being replaced at home from Azkaban by his mother using Polyjuice Potion, he was kept imprisoned at home by his father.
Even to prevent him from running around, his father even placed the Imperius Curse on him to control him. But because of the House-elf Shanshan's pleading, Barty Crouch Sr., feeling soft-hearted, agreed to let him come here to watch a Quidditch World Cup.
As a result, Barty Crouch Jr. broke free from the control of the Imperius Curse, not only secretly took Harry's wand but also cast the Dark Mark.
Of course, that would only happen if Aisen didn't interfere. As for now? Aisen's mouth curved up slightly, and he glanced almost imperceptibly at the side of the House-elf Shanshan.
Chapter 232: The Match
Some thoughts ran through his mind, and Aisen sat in his seat, lost in thought.
Actually, for Aisen, it would be very easy to just go to the back and pull off Barty Crouch Jr.'s invisibility cloak. Not to mention he wasn't carrying a wand on him; even if he had one, with Aisen's strength, he could still play with him in the palm of his hand.
So, should Aisen meddle and directly expose Barty Crouch Jr.?
If Aisen remains indifferent, Barty Crouch Jr. will definitely cause some trouble in the future. But whether he can meet Voldemort again is uncertain. After all, without Peter Pettigrew's help, Voldemort definitely cannot be resurrected.
Since that's the case, even if Barty Crouch Jr. causes trouble, it's no big deal.
If Aisen directly exposes Barty Crouch Jr., the consequences are basically predictable. For one thing, he will certainly not have the chance to cast the Dark Mark into the sky.
Of course, afterwards, Barty Crouch Sr. will probably also be completely ruined.
"Is that a House-elf?" Ron asked in a low voice, "They're really strange fellows, aren't they?"
"Dobby is even stranger," Harry said emotionally.
Collecting his thoughts, Aisen saw the two sitting upright in their seats, holding their Omnioculars and starting to adjust them. Apparently, the conversation between Harryand the House-elf Shanshan was already finished.
"Oh right, Harry, isn't Sirius coming?" As if he thought of something, Aisen suddenly looked at Harry.
"Well, we wrote to invite Sirius, but Sirius said he has something very important to do!" Ron hurriedly explained.
"Yes, he said he'll be especially busy this summer!" Harrynodded.
Aisen nodded calmly and said nothing more. As for whether to expose Barty Crouch Jr., Aisen felt it was better to wait until after the match.
Time slowly passed, and over the next half hour, Witches kept entering the box one after another.
Arthur Weasley kept shaking hands with some people, while Percy frequently stood up to greet some people; they seemed to be some officials from the Ministry of Magic.
Especially when the Minister of magic Cornelius Fudgewalked into the box, Percy even dropped his glasses on the ground because he bowed too low.
Behind Cornelius Fudge was the Minister of magic of Bulgaria, Oblansk.
After seeing Harry Potter, Fudge acted as if he had made an amazing discovery and eagerly introduced him to Oblansk.
Just as Aisen thought everyone would settle down and watch the match properly, the Lucius Malfoy family walked into the box.
After stepping into the box from the staircase, Luciusintroduced his wife Narcissa to Minister Fudge and then turned his attention to Arthur.
For their family, the Weasley family being able to sit in the top box definitely meant they had bought quite a few valuable things to afford the tickets.
However, in front of the Minister of magic, Lucius didn't dare to act too presumptuously, so he sarcastically glanced over Arthur and the others before walking to his seat.
"There will be a performance by the team mascots before the match, Professor Aisen!" Hermione seemed unaffected, instead grabbing the match program and saying excitedly to Aisen.
"Well, that should be quite worth seeing!" Aisen replied with a smile.
Turning his gaze towards the direction of the stadium, he could clearly see that the various preparations were basically complete.
Then, the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports, Ludo Bagman, rushed into the box.
"Is everyone ready?" Ludo Bagman said, then looked at Cornelius Fudge, "Minister, can we start?"
"Start when you say, Ludo!" Fudge smiled and nodded at him.
"Ahem, Sonorus—" Ludo drew his wand and pointed it at his throat, and his voice spread to every corner of the stands.
The 422nd Quidditch World Cup final officially began. However, before the official match started, the mascots of Ireland and Bulgaria still had to perform.
"Veela—" Arthur Weasley's surprised voice rang out.
Aisen looked in the direction of the sound, and a look of surprise couldn't help but appear on his face. A hundred excessively beautiful women were dancing on the field. Their skin glowed softly, and their hair fanned out behind their heads.
An invisible wave enveloped Aisen's heart, as if trying to seize Aisen's heartbeat, firmly attracting Aisen's gaze. The power accumulated in the Dream World pulsed slightly, and the feeling of confusion immediately dissipated.
Aisen's eyes immediately flickered.
With a quick glance, Aisen found that many people in the box were lost in it. Even Ron and Harry were the same.
"Professor Aisen—" Hermione's slightly anxious voice sounded, and then when she saw the calm expression on Aisen's face, a hint of joy appeared, "Look at Harry, what's wrong with him?"
What else could it be? Of course, he was tempted by the Veela! Thinking that he himself had almost been lost in it just now, Aisen's brows furrowed.
Fortunately, the Dream World he opened with the Dream God Spell was powerful enough; it could not only be immune to Legilimency and Obliviate, but it seemed it could also be immune to the temptation of Veela.
However, I have to say, the appearance of those Veelawas indeed astonishing enough. Completely not the same species as humans!
After the music stopped, the Veela left the field.
"It's nothing, they were tempted by the Veela!" Aisen said, waving his hand, and two points of silver light appeared, then like lightning, they drilled into Harry and Ron's heads.
Subsequently, Harry, who had one leg propped against the box wall, and Ron, who was in a diving pose, immediately shivered and completely sobered up.
Before Hermione could say anything, a large wave of angry roars suddenly erupted in the stadium. Obviously, most of the male witches in the stands were enchanted. They didn't want the Veela to leave, so they roared angrily.
Harry and Ron, who had come back to their senses, seemed a little disappointed. Ron even tore off the clover on his hat.
"You'll need it when Ireland's performance is over," Arthur said with a smile, snatching Ron's hat.
Hermione made a loud tutting sound, glanced at Harryand Ron, and then quietly moved closer to Aisen.
Next, under Ludo's commentary, the mascots of Irelandappeared. They were a group of Irish Leprechauns, and each Leprechaun was carrying a small golden or green lamp.
These Irish Leprechauns formed the shape of a clover, flying and circling around the stands, causing people to exclaim.
However, what Aisen found rather strange was that they were actually scattering coins towards the stands.
Not only Arthur and Ron, but even Hermione crawled under the seats and picked up a handful of gold coins.
After the mascot performance ended, the Quidditchplayers from Ireland and Bulgaria entered the field one after another. Then, the President of the International Quidditch Association, Hassan Mostafa, served as the referee, and after blowing the whistle, the match officially began.
The Trio all looked towards the field with their Omnioculars, while Aisen simply activated his God's Perspective and could project the entire stadium into his mind.
The match began, and Mullet of the Ireland National Quidditch Team passed the quaffle to Troy, then to Moran, then to Dimitrov, and then back to Mullet...
After observing for a while, Aisen knew that he had underestimated the intensity of national-level Quidditchmatches.
Aisen's reaction speed far exceeded that of ordinary Witches, so he could see the flight paths of every player in the sky from his God's Perspective. But judging from the skills and speed shown in this match, their level was definitely not something the Little Wizards at Hogwartscould reach.
Previously, when the England Team lost to the Transylvania Team by a large margin, Aisen thought that if Harry and the others played, they could score more than ten points. But looking at it now, Aisen had to admit that Harry and their level was still far off.
"Troy scores!" Ludo Bagman's loud voice suddenly rang out, "10:0, Ireland leads!"
Cheers and applause immediately erupted in the stands, and even Ron and Hermione couldn't help but cheer. They jumped up and down excitedly, waving their arms constantly.
Aisen couldn't help but sigh, with just one goal, the atmosphere of the entire stadium suddenly became exceptionally intense.
The match continued, and as Aisen watched the Quidditch players flying on the field, his heart rate actually sped up a bit. The players from Irelandcoordinated flawlessly and had excellent chemistry. Within just a few minutes, they quickly scored two more goals.
Looking at the crazy fans on the field, Aisen suddenly understood why Quidditch was so popular in the Wizarding World. To be honest, in this kind of atmosphere, it's indeed very easy for personal emotions to get carried away.
Chapter 233: Chaos
The players from both teams constantly weaved through the field, each advancing towards the opponent's goal.
When Ireland scored a goal, the Irish Leprechaunswatching from the sidelines would rise into the air, forming sparkling shamrocks. And when Bulgaria scored a goal, those sulking Veela would laugh and dance.
Krum of Bulgaria was indeed an excellent Seeker, but everyone on Ireland was excellent, and they coordinated too well.
Thus, after fifteen minutes of intense play, the score difference between the two teams reached 130:10. At this point, Professor Aisen remembered the score between the England Team and the Transylvania Teamand suddenly understood what was going on.
With such a large gap between the champions and runner-ups in this final, the difference between the England Team and the Transylvania Team was not difficult to understand.
A few minutes passed, perhaps because the score difference was too large, the game suddenly became intense. Bulgaria began to use some excessive moves.
Uh, looking at the increasingly angry players from both teams, Professor Aisen couldn't help but widen his eyes. Bulgaria's Beaters, Volkov and Vulchanov, swung their bats wildly, seemingly trying to knock the opposing players directly off the field.
When Bulgaria's Dimitrov collided with Ireland's Moran, nearly knocking him off his broomstick, the field gradually lost control.
Ireland was awarded a penalty on the field, but the Irish Leprechauns and the Veela off the field started fighting. Even when officials from the Ministry of Magic entered the field, they couldn't separate them.
For a time, the field was extremely chaotic.
This—
Professor Aisen was instantly dumbfounded. This was the World Cup; weren't powerful and effective measures prepared in advance?
The game continued. After Ireland took the penalty, they scored two more goals. Then, the golden snitch was spotted by the Seekers of both teams. After a diving chase, Krum of Bulgaria successfully caught the golden snitch.
However, unfortunately, although Bulgaria caught the golden snitch and ended the game, they still lost to Ireland by 10 points.
"Why did he catch the golden snitch when Ireland was leading by 160 points?" Ron bounced around in his seat. "He's too stupid!"
"He knew they could never catch up!" Harry cheered, raising his hands. "Ireland's Chasers were amazing. Krumobviously had to end the game based on his own situation, that's all—"
Well, putting aside the conflicts on the field, this was indeed a very exciting match. Professor Aisen couldn't help but clap his hands several times.
After the match ended, Ireland was constantly cheering, while Bulgaria had gloomy faces. Ireland's mascots flew up again and started scattering coins. On the other side, the Veela were all looking glum and dejected.
Afterwards, Ludo Bagman had the winning Ireland and the losing Bulgaria come up to the top box. Ireland was there for the award ceremony, while Bulgaria was there for some encouragement.
Before leaving the box, the brothers Fred and Georgereceived the gold coins they won from betting from Ludo Bagman. Under Professor Aisen's special attention, he also noticed that Harry's wand was quietly taken out by a hand.
Barty Crouch Jr.? Just as Professor Aisen was about to act, he remembered some things from the depths of his memory and let him steal Harry's wand.
If he remembered correctly, he would also cast the Dark Mark later.
Thoughts swirling in his mind, Professor Aisen's lips curved slightly upwards.
The crowd gradually exited the stands, surging towards the tents in the campsite. As if the game hadn't ended, discussions about the match analysis constantly came from the surging crowd.
Hoarse singing echoed in the passage illuminated by lanterns. Professor Aisen looked up and saw the Irish Leprechauns flying in the air, cackling with laughter.
Returning to the front of the tent, everyone was temporarily unable to sleep. They gathered in a circle around the bonfire, still discussing the match. Especially Arthur and Charlie, who were even arguing fiercely.
Professor Aisen sat aside, smiling as he watched them argue, occasionally sipping milk. Perhaps because they were too focused during the match earlier, Hermione and Ginny, who were nearby, started yawning.
Bang—
Ginny leaned on the small table and knocked over a cup of hot chocolate onto the ground. Seeing this, Arthurstopped arguing with Charlie and started telling everyone to go inside and sleep.
"All right, hurry back to sleep!" Professor Aisen patted Hermione's head. Hermione nodded, yawning, and groggily crawled into the tent with Ginny.
"Hey, Professor Aisen, do you want to come over here? I still have an extra room—" Seeing that the children had all entered the tent, Arthur waved to Professor Aisen, who was sitting by the bonfire.
"Oh, no need. I'll stay outside for a bit longer—" ProfessorAisen smiled and shook his head, then lowered his voice and continued, "I might Apparate to the Leaky Cauldronin a while!"
"Are you going to continue enjoying Ireland's victory celebration songs?" Arthur pointed to the other side of the campsite and then gave Professor Aisen a strange smile.
Uh—
Singing and crashing sounds came from over there, echoing in the night sky for a long time. Although the fervent atmosphere could still be heard, after it quieted down, it felt irritating.
Bang bang—
"Get away from there—"
"Get lost—"
The sounds of victory celebration stopped, but a sudden, abrupt noise came from the other side of the woods. Arthur's face changed. After glancing into the distance, he hurriedly ducked into the tent.
Professor Aisen's expression turned stern. Opening his God's Perspective, he enveloped the entire campsite scene, reflecting it in his mind.
"Get up! Ron—Harry—Quick, get up, there's an emergency!" Arthur's startled cry rang out. Then Charlie, Percy, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the others scrambled out of the tent.
The crowd ran, gradually surging towards one direction in the woods, seemingly avoiding something.
His vision rapidly zoomed in. Professor Aisen noticed a group of Witches wearing hoods and masks over their faces, moving towards the woods with wands in hand, laughing maniacally.
Four struggling figures, manipulated by this group of Witches, were twisted into grotesque shapes like marionettes.
Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and the others put their jackets on over their pajamas and stared, stunned, at the commotion happening outside, feeling somewhat at a loss for a moment.
"We need to go help the Ministry of Magic maintain order!" Arthur said to the children, rolling up his sleeves. "You lot stay with Professor Aisen and don't run around. I'll come find you after things are sorted!"
After speaking, Arthur, along with Charlie, Bill, and Percy, ran together towards where the disturbance was. Besides them, some officials from the Ministry of Magic also rushed towards that group of Witches.
"Let's go, stick with me and don't run off!" ProfessorAisen grabbed Hermione's hand, pulling her and motioning for everyone to follow.
The colorful lights leading to the stadium flickered, then finally went out completely. In the passage, some figures stumbled along. Tense, anxious voices echoed around, and the cries of small children were heart-wrenching.
"Professor Aisen, what's happening?" Harry, who was following behind Professor Aisen, suddenly asked, his tone full of confusion.
"Hmm, some Witches are causing trouble!" The few of them reached the edge of the woods. Professor Aisenpaused, leaning against a tree. "Stay close to me, don't run around!"
Fred and George, Harry and Ron, and Hermione and Ginny quickly stood beside Professor Aisen, all looking towards where the commotion was happening in the campsite, but they couldn't see anything.
"Oh no, I can't believe it—my wand is gone!" Harry felt in his pocket and then cried out in surprise.
"Are you kidding?" Fred and George sent out bursts of light with their wands and then chuckled at Harry.
"Did you leave it in the tent?" Ron pulled out his wand and cast a beam of light towards a spot further away.
"Could it have fallen out of your pocket?" Hermionelooked at Harry in surprise.
"Possibly!" Harry, with a puzzled expression, turned out his pockets but found nothing.
Rustling—
A sound came from the nearby bushes, immediately attracting the attention of several people.
"Bad Witches everywhere—" she shrieked. "Shanshan needs to get away!"
But her movements were very strange. She looked like she was trying to escape, but it was as if someone was holding her. Finally, she struggled and burrowed into the bushes on the other side of the path.
Chapter 234: Unexpected? Surprised?
"What's wrong with her?" Ron asked, clutching his wand and looking at that direction in surprise. "Why can't she just run properly?"
"I guess she ran away without her master's permission!" Harry said, looking thoughtful.
"But don't you think so?" Hermione said, her face showing anger. "House-elves are treated so unfairly! They are completely slaves!"
Boom—
A roar sounded from that side.
Professor Aisen watched all of this from God's Perspective.
Those masked Witches were clearly a group of bored Death Eaters. The Ministry of Magic officials rushed there, waving their wands and casting various Charms, but they were blocked by the Death Eaters.
They laughed wildly and unrestrainedly, as if they were treating the entire campsite as their own carnival. Professor Aisen led a group of Little Wizards and continued walking towards the other side of the forest.
When they arrived at an open space, Professor Aisenstopped. Seeing this, Harry and the others also stopped.
"Alright, it's safe here for now, just stay here and don't run around," Professor Aisen said, nodding to the group.
"I can earn a hundred bags of gold coins a year! I work for the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures, specifically for slaughtering Hungarian Horntail Dragons!" A loud voice suddenly sounded from the other side of the clearing, attracting the attention of the Little Wizards.
"Bah, you're not!" Another voice sounded. "You wash dishes at the Leaky Cauldron... As for me, I specialize in hunting Vampires and have killed over ninety of them—"
"I'm going to be the youngest Minister of magic in history!" This was the voice of the third Witch.
Pfft—
Harry couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Glancing at the group of Witches, Professor Aisen had a strange smile on his face. This—what time was it, and a bunch of people were still bragging here, wasn't that inappropriate?
"Did I tell you that I invented a flying broomstick that can fly all the way to Mars!" Ron suddenly shouted at the group.
This made Fred and George widen their eyes as they looked at him, then they both gave him a thumbs-up.
Professor Aisen shook his head slightly, then squinted his eyes and continued to pay attention to every movement around him, thinking that it should be starting soon.
"Morsmordre—"
A Charm suddenly sounded not far behind ProfessorAisen and the others. A green light rapidly rose, turning into a huge skull, and then a large python emerged from the skull's mouth, shining with dazzling light in the night sky, embedded in the dark night sky like a new constellation.
"What is that thing—" Harry said in surprise. Screams suddenly sounded from around them, as if everyone understood what those things were.
"Professor Aisen—" Hermione said, her voice trembling slightly. She reached out and grabbed Professor Aisen's arm tightly, her body pressing against him.
"Stay close to me, don't worry!" Professor Aisen's eyes became stern. Seeing the masked Death Eaters suddenly preparing to flee in a hurry, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
After taking out his wand, within the range of God's Perspective, Professor Aisen clearly felt an invisible wind quickly forming with the fluctuations of his thoughts, and then surrounding and enveloping the group of Death Eaters.
Silently, Freezing Spells and Stunning Spells were all cast on the Death Eaters. Then, as the invisible wind surged, it moved along the ground to the side of the Death Eaters, and then roared upwards.
Instantly, the hoods and masks of the Death Eaters were directly blown off and scattered.
Professor Aisen didn't know if it was his illusion, but the scene suddenly became quiet. The Ministry of Magicofficials who were casting spells and attacking were stunned for a moment when they saw the group of people standing still.
Professor Aisen did not hesitate, his gaze quickly shifted to this side, and he also caused an invisible wind to surge, blowing away Barty Crouch Jr.'s invisibility cloak, exposing him to everyone's eyes. Then, Freezing Spells and Stunning Spells silently fell on him, fixing him in place and unable to move.
As his gaze shifted, Professor Aisen saw Lucius Malfoystanding on the other side of the campsite posing, watching the panicked expression on his face, and then he saw Barty Crouch Jr. on this side, who was also shocked.
Then, Professor Aisen smiled and thought to himself, I just want to ask if you're unexpected and surprised!
In his sight, the Ministry of Magic officials approached the Witches who were frozen and had been revealed. When they saw what the Witches looked like, they all showed expressions of incredible shock.
Cornelius Fudge, Barty Crouch Sr., Ludo Bagman, Arthur, and others, they looked up and saw the Dark Mark in the sky, and then they saw the figures of Lucius Malfoy, Dolohov, Jugson, and others.
They were talking about something in shock, ProfessorAisen didn't hear it, but from their expressions, it could be seen how strong their shock was.
Seeing this scene, Professor Aisen couldn't help but frown. Professor Aisen didn't care at all about the fate of Lucius and the others, he just felt that God's Perspectivewas indeed convenient, being able to see everything within a five-mile radius. But the problem was, not being able to hear any sound was still a bit inconvenient.
At that time, I'll develop a new Charm like super hearing, or create a similar magical item!
Hermione, Ron, Fred, and George took out their wands and looked around vigilantly. Perhaps because of Professor Aisen, they didn't panic and run around wildly.
A moment later, in Professor Aisen's sight, the Minister of magic, Cornelius Fudge, waved his hand, and then several Witches waved their wands and cast spells to tie up Lucius and the other Death Eaters and take them away.
Then, they turned around and rushed towards ProfessorAisen's direction with more than a dozen Witches.
"Professor Aisen—" Harry said, his face still showing shock. "What's going on? Who is he? Did he kill the House-elf Shanshan?"
Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George also looked at Barty Crouch Jr., who was stunned to the side. Besides Barty Crouch Jr.'s figure, a short figure was lying beside him, which was the House-elf Shanshan.
"The Dark Mark! Harry!" Hermione said, grabbing Professor Aisen's arm and looking at Harry groan. "He cast He Who Must Not Be Named's symbol! Look at his other arm—"
Professor Aisen's gaze swept over, and he saw that after Barty Crouch Jr.'s invisibility cloak was blown away, his left arm was also exposed, and the Dark Mark on it was clearly visible.
Harry and Ron, Fred and George, their faces showed a fleeting look of horror, and then after exchanging glances, they couldn't help but move closer to Professor Aisen.
Puff puff puff puff—
Over a dozen, twenty Witches descended from the sky, surrounding Professor Aisen and the others. At the same time, Fudge, Arthur, Ludo, and others also surrounded them.
"Stupefy—" Without any intention of asking, these Witches simultaneously attacked Professor Aisen and the others.
A series of dazzling, burning red lights flew, twisting and intertwining in the air. Some were bounced into the dark night sky, and some hit Professor Aisen.
Professor Aisen didn't make any movement. He had a sufficient understanding of his body, and he believed that these methods were ineffective against him.
In fact, Professor Aisen's guess was correct. The Stunning Spell, at the moment it hit him, didn't even touch the solidified Armor Charm effect on his body, and was already blocked by Professor Aisen's Witch robe.
Looking down at his Witch robe, Professor Aisen couldn't help but smile.
This purple Witch robe had magical protections such as Armor and Super Armor on it. In Professor Aisen's opinion, it was clearly very satisfactory.
"Stop!" Arthur's voice sounded. "That's Professor Aisenfrom Hogwarts, and my sons!"
"Professor Aisen, Harry—Ron—Hermione, are you alright!" Arthur's voice was a little shaky, as if he was still startled by the previous commotion.
"Move aside, Arthur!" Barty Crouch Sr. said coldly, then surrounded them with Fudge, Ludo, and others.
"Which one of you did this?" Crouch said, his face stern, scanning Harry, Ron, and others with sharp eyes, finally fixing his gaze on Professor Aisen.
Looking at him, it seemed as if Professor Aisen had done all of this.
"We didn't!" Harry couldn't help but speak first.
"We didn't do anything!" Ron said angrily. "Why are you attacking us!"
"Don't lie, sir!" Crouch pointed his wand at Harry and Ron, then pointed it at Professor Aisen, his eyes seeming to pop out. "You were found at the crime scene!"
Professor Aisen looked at Barty Crouch Sr.'s posture and showed a half-smile.
Chapter 235: Are You Stupid, Crouch?
"Barty!" Before Aisen could offer any explanation, a Witchwearing a long woollen shirt whispered, "They are still children, Barty, they absolutely couldn't have cast that mark!"
"Ha— this gentleman isn't a child, is he?" Crouch's bulging eyes stared intently at Aisen, his wand in hand seemingly ready to attack at any moment.
"Hey, that's impossible, he's a Professor at Hogwarts!" Arthur retorted anxiously.
"Barty, you're mistaken, I know him." Cornelius Fudgestepped forward, patted Crouch on the shoulder, and then pointed at Aisen, saying, "That's the Astronomy Professor from Hogwarts—Eisen Turner."
"So, Professor, do you have anything to say?" A Witchwith a short brown stubble beard stepped forward and asked.
Watching this scene, Aisen suddenly found it extremely amusing. They weren't relying on any evidence, only their feelings and whims. It was no wonder they could do something as outrageous as locking people up without trial.
"Mr. Barty Crouch—I heard that when you caught Sirius Black back then, you locked him up in Azkaban without a trial?" Aisen said slowly, giving the other party a meaningful look.
Having his old wound exposed in front of Minister Fudge, Barty Crouch Sr.'s face immediately contorted.
"You—you—" He pointed his wand at Aisen, and faint red light was already emanating from it, as if he were about to attack Aisen.
"Hey—Barty, calm down, we're all watching him, he can't run away!" Fudge hurriedly stopped Barty Crouch Sr., but whether it was Aisen's illusion or not, a hint of a smile appeared on Fudge's face.
Looking at the others, many of their faces were also contorted.
Clap clap—
After rolling his eyes, Aisen clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, then pulled Hermione and the others aside, pointing to Barty Crouch Jr., who was Petrified near another clump of trees not far away.
"Alright, we've seen who cast that mark. Look—he even chanted a Charm at the time, I think many people heard it!"
"Well, that's just wonderful, let's see who he is!" Amos Diggory said, gripping his wand and moving towards him.
The person speaking was Cedric Diggory's father, and also the Witch who had previously asked Aisen if he had anything to say.
"Hey, Amos, be careful—" Several Witches hurried to follow him.
A few seconds later, Amos and the Witches who followed him shouted loudly, their voices filled with disbelief.
"We caught him, he's Petrified, oh my—I can't believe it's him—it's unbelievable..."
"Who is it?" Crouch shouted, then walked over.
The rustling of fallen leaves, the snapping of branches, and the crunching of footsteps came at the same time. Amos and the Witches carried the figure over to Fudge, Ludo, and the others.
When everyone saw the true face of the figure, they froze.
"Oh my—this—impossible—impossible, he was thrown into Azkaban long ago!" The Witch said, her voice trembling.
The others didn't speak. Cornelius Fudge, Ludo Bagman, Arthur Weasley, and Amos Diggory, etc., the Ministry of Magic officials and other employees all looked at Barty Crouch Sr.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
Because the figure being carried over was none other than his son, Barty Crouch Jr. All Ministry of Magicofficials knew that Barty Crouch Jr. was a Death Eater, and had been declared guilty and imprisoned in Azkabanby Barty Crouch Sr. himself long ago.
However, Barty Crouch Jr. not only appeared at the Quidditch World Cup stadium but also cast the Dark Mark, and everyone clearly understood what this meant.
Ruined reputation!
This word popped into the minds of many people present.
Crouch stood motionless, as if frozen, his fiery eyes on his pale face staring fixedly at the figure on the ground.
"This—is—im—pos—si—ble!" He said, word by word.
"It's a bit awkward, but I have to say—" Amos Diggory's voice was very serious, "Barty Crouch's son, I mean, why is he here?"
"I—I know nothing about this!" Barty Crouch Sr., his lips moved, and then he had to argue.
Pfft—
Aisen scoffed, used a Summoning Charm to retrieve the invisibility cloak Barty Crouch Jr. had been wearing, and handed it to Cornelius Fudge.
"Look, what is this? He was wearing an invisibility cloakearlier—" Aisen reminded everyone.
"Professor Aisen—what are you trying to say?" Amos looked over in surprise.
"House-elf Shanshan—" A flash of inspiration struck Harry's mind, and he blurted out something he seemed to have thought of.
"What about House-elf Shanshan?" Everyone looked over, and Ron couldn't help but ask.
"House-elf Shanshan had already taken a seat in the box before the match, have you forgotten? He was next to House-elf Shanshan wearing an invisibility cloak!" Harry's mind worked quickly, he glanced at Fudge and Ludo, and then instantly stated the truth of the matter.
"When she was running just now, someone grabbed her! Because he was wearing an invisibility cloak, we couldn't see him!" Ron said in surprise, a look of sudden understanding on his face.
Cornelius Fudge, Ludo Bagman, and Amos Diggory were all stunned upon hearing Harry's words, then something struck them, and their expressions changed slightly as they all looked at Barty Crouch Sr.
Even other Witches from the Ministry of Magic subtly pointed their wands at Barty Crouch Sr.
For a moment, Barty Crouch Sr.'s face became extremely grim. His face contorted, and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
Clearly, this unexpected encounter directly hit Barty Crouch Sr.'s weak point, leaving him completely stuck.
"Barty, you—" After a moment of silence, Cornelius Fudgespoke.
"I know—" Barty Crouch Sr. interrupted Fudge stiffly, "I fully understand that according to the usual procedure, you will take me to the Ministry for questioning—"
...
Barty Crouch Sr. and his son were eventually taken away by the Ministry of Magic Witches. The forest became completely quiet.
"This experience—" Fred's breathing was somewhat rapid.
"It was absolutely fantastic!" George finished his unfinished sentence.
After experiencing a commotion, the Weasley Twins' eyes gleamed. They seemed to particularly enjoy the incredibly exciting experience they had just had.
"Oh, right, Professor Aisen, where is House-elfShanshan?" After the matter was over, Hermionesuddenly thought of something and quickly looked at Aisen.
"Hmm—maybe she's around, you can look for her!" Aisensaid slowly, deep in thought.
"Harry, is that your wand!" Ron pointed to the wand left on the ground.
"It really is my wand!" Harry picked up the wand with a bewildered expression.
"It seems your wand wasn't lost in the tent, or on the way, but was stolen by that guy when you were in the box!" Ron put his arm around Harry's shoulder, a look of 'so that's it' on his face.
Looking around, and observing the camp area with God's Perspective, Aisen noticed that the commotion was starting to die down.
While searching for House-elf Shanshan with Harry and Ron, Aisen heard Witches nearby discussing the chaos they had just witnessed.
The appearance of the Dark Mark had caused many people to panic, but some bolder Witches were discussing whether Voldemort was about to reappear.
Of course, besides discussing this, more Witches were praising how swift and effective the Ministry of Magic's actions were. After all, many people saw that it was indeed Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, leading a group of people who captured those troublesome bad Witches.
Hearing such discussions, Aisen shook his head somewhat helplessly. He hadn't expected that some unintentional actions would result in the credit going to Fudge. It was truly a strange twist of fate.
"Found her—" Fred and George's voices rang out, and everyone hurried over.
House-elf Shanshan lay on the ground, seemingly having been hit by a Stunning Charm.
"Enervate—" Hermione was quick with a Charm, causing Shanshan to quickly regain consciousness.
Shanshan moved weakly. She opened her large, bell-like brown eyes, blinked hard, and looked around blankly.
She looked around, saw Aisen, and also saw Fred and George, then she saw Hermione and Harry.
Shanshan, are you alright?" Harry asked. "Do you remember what happened?"
"Shanshan—Shanshan—doesn't know!" The House-elfShanshan shrank back, then answered softly after seeing Harry ask.
"How could she—" Ron remembered what Harry had said earlier and couldn't help but curl his lip.
"Master—where is Master? I need to find Master—" Shanshan suddenly interrupted Ron, and with a pop, disappeared directly in front of everyone.
"She—" Hermione looked at the House-elf Shanshan, her eyes, which had been somewhat sympathetic, suddenly froze in place.
"You're still here? Let's go to the tent!" Arthur Weasleywalked over from the side, waving to Harry, Ron, and the others.
Shrugging, Aisen said nothing and walked with the others towards the edge of the forest, in the direction of the camp.
Upon reaching the edge of the forest, a large group of Witches had gathered there, their expressions still revealing traces of fear. When they saw Arthur Weasley, they surged forward as if they had found a breakthrough.
"What's going on over there?"
"Who conjured that Mark?"
"Arthur, could it be—He Who Must Not Be Named?"
"Of course not him—" Arthur waved his hand impatiently. "We don't know who it was, they must have Apparated away. Alright, everyone, please make way, I need to go back to sleep."
Looking at the Witches in the crowd with their varied expressions, Aisen couldn't help but shake his head. Such a large group of people, and all adult Witches, facing a little disturbance, not a single one could stop it, it was truly ridiculous.
After passing through the crowd, the group arrived at the Weasley's tent.
Not far away, some tents were destroyed and smoking. Fortunately, Arthur's two tents were intact.
The whole group squeezed into one tent.
"Dad, what happened?" Charlie's voice rang out. "How are they?"
"Don't worry, I brought them back safely!" Arthur said, leading everyone in and sitting at a small dining table.
Bill had a sheet wrapped around his arm, and blood was still flowing out. Charlie's clothes had a large tear, and Percy's nose was still bleeding.
Looking at the three in surprise, Aisen pulled out his wand and waved it. Streams of white light flowed into their bodies, and their injuries completely healed.
"Oh, thank you, Professor Aisen!" Charlie and the others thanked Aisen with a smile.
"You're too kind!" Aisen smiled and shook his head.
"Did you catch them? Dad!" Bill pulled the sheet off his arm and eagerly pressed on, "The ones who conjured that Mark!"
"Yes, yes, we found Barty Crouch Jr. conjured that Mark!" Arthur said, his face still showing surprise and doubt.
"Barty Crouch Jr.!" Charlie, Bill, and Percy exclaimed almost in unison.
Aisen sat next to Hermione and Ginny, watching Arthur, with the help of Harry, Ron, Fred, and George, recount the events from beginning to end.
After they finished speaking, everyone realized that Percy's face had completely darkened. He was breathing heavily, as if ill, and his eyes were burning with anger.
"Mr. Crouch, he—how could he—" Percy's voice trembled slightly, seemingly unable to believe such a thing could happen.
"His son doing something like that has nothing to do with him, right!" Ron mumbled.
"No—" Arthur pondered, then shook his head, and slowly recounted some things.
After Arthur finished speaking, everyone except Aisenwas stunned. Especially Percy, Aisen noticed that not only was he stunned, but his face was also pale.
"Dad, you mean Barty Crouch personally judged his son and sent him to Azkaban?" Fred and George looked at each other, then said in surprise, "Then why—"
"It must be that Barty Crouch privately released his son—" Ron, having recovered, heard Fred and George's words and curled his lip disdainfully.
"Hmm—this matter requires further interrogation by the Ministry of Magic to know the truth." Arthur waved his hand and then said cautiously.
Harry and Hermione stared wide-eyed, unsure what to say for a moment.
Fred and George nudged Ron's arm, then pointed to Percy beside them. Only then did everyone notice that Percy's face was particularly grim.
"Hey—Percy, listen to me—" Arthur, of course, saw how his son looked, but just as he was about to offer some comfort, he saw him stand up directly, turn, and disappear into the room.
"I'm going to sleep—" After leaving a hoarse voice, Percydisappeared from their sight.
"This is too big a blow for him!" Ron's face twitched. "You don't know, he always talks about 'Mr. Crouch this and that', and now that Crouch has made a big mistake, he definitely can't take it."
"Ron is absolutely right!" Fred and George gave Ron a thumbs-up.
"Right, what did those masked people want?" Harrysuddenly asked in confusion. "They lifted the Roberts family into the air? I mean, what was the point of that?"
"Point? No—there was no point to it!" Arthur chuckled dryly. "It's just that, in the past when He Who Must Not Be Named was in power, they killed Muggles just for fun, I think it's the same today!"
"Then they were pretty unlucky to be all caught at once, weren't they?" Ron said, excitement gradually spreading across his face. "Remember the Malfoy family in the box? I bet Draco Malfoy's dad was one of those masked lunatics! His dad used to be very close to He Who Must Not Be Named!"
"Ron, you guessed correctly!" Charlie, who was next to him, looked at Ron in surprise and slowly nodded.
"Ah—Draco Malfoy's dad really—" Ron didn't expect that he had actually guessed correctly.
Not only Ron, but even Harry, Hermione, Fred, and George showed surprised expressions.
"There was a gust of wind that blew off their hoods and masks and then froze them. Hmm—just like Barty Crouch Jr.. Then we discovered Lucius Malfoy was among them," Arthur said softly.
"Whose doing was that?" Fred asked in surprise.
"I don't know, the situation was chaotic at the time. Those masked lunatics were firing many spells around, and then they were suddenly attacked by a gust of wind. When we looked again, they were frozen," Arthur shook his head, his brow furrowed as if he was also pondering this question.
"Never mind who did it, but they helped you a lot, didn't they?" Ron slapped the table with his hand. "Otherwise, Draco's dad would have definitely gotten away!"
"You're right—" Arthur nodded, his expression conflicted. "However, with something like this happening at the Quidditch World Cup final, the Ministry will likely be busy for a while."
"Dad, will Barty Crouch Sr. be interrogated and sent to Azkaban?" Ron suddenly changed the subject, asking about Barty Crouch.
"This requires further interrogation by the Ministry, why are you asking?" Arthur shook his head slightly.
"I mean, Percy, will he be fired from the Ministry of Magic?" Ron curled his lip. "Everyone knows he spends all his time sucking up to Barty Crouch Sr.—"
"Percy might be investigated, but I believe he'll be fine!" Arthur said with a sigh, a hint of unease in his eyes.
Looking at everyone gathered around the table, Aisenshowed no unusual expression. How to put it? It was thanks to his intervention, actually.
Otherwise, like in the original plot, the commotion would have lasted for a long time, and the culprits would have all escaped. In that case, the Ministry of Magic would definitely have become a joke.
As it is now, despite such an incident occurring after the Quidditch World Cup final, at least the Ministry of Magicmanaged to catch all the troublemakers in one swoop.
Although the incident caused a huge uproar and made many people feel scared, now more people might praise the Ministry of Magic's efficiency. After all, the Ministry of Magic's personnel caught a group of troublemakers on the spot.
Therefore, Aisen could predict that on this matter, everyone should not be criticizing the Ministry of Magicoverwhelmingly.
Chapter 237: Influence
"Alright, it's getting very late!" Arthur said, standing up and clapping his hands at everyone. "If your mother hears about this, she'll be worried sick. Let's hurry up and get a few hours of sleep, then find a Portkey to leave here."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all returned to their respective tent rooms to rest.
As for Aisen, after saying goodbye to a few people, he Apparitioned Without A Trace directly back to his secret base in Antarctica.
Lying in his bedroom, Aisen fell into a deep sleep.
Time passed inadvertently, and the subsequent developments were basically as Aisen had expected.
The next day, Aisen went to the Leaky Cauldron.
From what some Witches in the bar were discussing, the events that occurred after the Quidditch World Cup final had spread.
Of course, the most important thing was that the whole sequence of events had basically been clearly explained in The Daily Prophet.
The newspaper featured the headline "Horrific Scenes at the Quidditch World Cup Final," with the article filling an entire page. It was accompanied by a large, clear picture—the glowing Dark Mark hanging above the treetops.
The article's content was nothing short of shocking: Barty Crouch Jr., who had long ago been imprisoned in Azkabanby Barty Crouch Sr., had actually conjured the Dark Mark at the Quidditch World Cup.
The first half of the article described the severe consequences and impact of Barty Crouch Jr.'s actions, and the latter half shifted topic, turning to how Barty Crouch Jr. had been secretly released by his father.
The content on the second page of the newspaper also caused a huge uproar, as it clearly explained how Witches from pure-blood families like Lucius Malfoy, Duolfen Luol, and others had transformed into Death Eaters and cruelly tormented a Muggle family.
Originally, the matters concerning Barty Crouch Jr. and Lucius and his group could have both made the front page of The Daily Prophet, but as things coincided, Luciusand their matters were placed on the second page.
But it must be said, even so, the fact that Lucius and other pure-blood family Witches were Death Eaters also caused a significant stir.
Since the incident occurred very suddenly, and the people who caused trouble were caught red-handed with clear evidence, the Ministry of Magic had no intention of glossing over it.
From the information he learned from the newspaper alone, Aisen could see some very obvious conclusions. That is, the Ministry of Magic directly revoked Barty Crouch's position as Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation.
Not only that, he and his son, Barty Crouch Jr., were also to be publicly tried on October 1st.
Of course, in addition to these two, Lucius Malfoy, Duolfen Luol, Jiagesen, and others would also be tried on that day.
Previously, after Voldemort's downfall, Lucius Malfoyquickly betrayed Voldemort and escaped punishment from the Ministry of Magic by claiming to be under the Imperius Curse.
But this time, he shouldn't expect to fool the Ministry of Magic again.
You know, at that time, Cornelius Fudge had even greeted Lucius warmly in the top box of the stadium.
The fact that Lucius had donated a lot of money to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries made Fudge very happy. So when Lucius introduced his wife Narcissa and son Draco to Fudge, Fudge was quite willing.
But unexpectedly, he turned around and Lucius actually transformed directly into a Death Eater, publicly humiliating a Muggle family. If he hadn't been caught by the Ministry of Magic—yes, that's right, if he hadn't been caught and stopped by the Ministry of Magic, he would have even killed that Muggle family.
...
When Aisen saw in the newspaper that Lucius and others would be tried alongside Barty Crouch and his son, he basically guessed Fudge's thoughts.
It is estimated that Fudge was also badly harmed by Lucius.
If the troublemakers hadn't been caught, the Ministry of Magic led by Fudge would probably have been labeled as 'incompetent' or 'disgraceful' again.
While sitting for a while at the Leaky Cauldron, Aisenalso heard the conversations of the Witches coming and going.
Things were indeed as Aisen had expected; a considerable number of people were discussing the mess between Barty Crouch and his son.
Some believed that Barty Crouch Jr. had secretly escaped from Azkaban and then framed his father. But more people believed that Barty Crouch Sr. had secretly released his son after imprisoning him in Azkaban.
The argument between the two sides ultimately saw the latter viewpoint gain the upper hand.
As for the discussion about Lucius and other pure-blood family Witches being Death Eaters, it was quite ironic. Because many Witches were discussing it with a sarcastic, spectating attitude.
How to put it? Pure-blood families seemed not very popular among the general Witch populace.
However, what surprised Aisen was that Arthur Weasleywas even involved in the matter. Some of the things reported in the newspaper were quite exaggerated, and based on the style, it should have been written by that woman, Rita Skeeter.
There was a passage written above that was quite interesting:
"The Witches were in a panic, holding their breath at the edge of the woods waiting for news, hoping for reassurance from the Ministry of Magic, but unfortunately, they were greatly disappointed."
"Shortly after the Dark Mark appeared, a Ministry of Magic official showed up, claiming that no one was harmed, but refused to reveal more details. Whether his words were enough to quell the rumors that several bodies were carried out of the woods an hour later remains to be seen."
Clearly, that woman Rita Skeeter believed that the Roberts family, who had been humiliated by Lucius and others, had been completely killed. But in fact, after being treated by people from the Ministry of Magic, the Roberts family had Obliviated everything.
However, it must be said that Rita Skeeter's exaggerated style did attract a lot of attention. Next, it's estimated that Arthur will have to go and refute the rumors.
Because, Aisen only stayed at the Leaky Cauldron for two days and saw many people sending Howlers to the Ministry of Magic. Clearly, people were eager to know the truth of the matter.
Aisen observed their actions through God's Perspective. Besides these reasons, many Witches also expressed concern about the safety of the Quidditch World Cup.
To be honest, Aisen understood this very well. The Quidditch World Cup, held once every four years, where people finally spent money to buy tickets to watch the match live, only to encounter an unimaginable major riot.
Thus, the Ministry of Magic naturally became the target of people's venting.
The night before Hogwarts School started, Aisen came to—uh, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Well, this name was just changed by Fred and George during this holiday.
At that time, Aisen rented the shop to show movies from the Muggle World, but unexpectedly the plan was blocked, so he simply had Arthur Weasley open a wizarding joke shop to specifically sell the works of the Weasley Twins.
Perhaps because Aisen was involved, Molly was much more tolerant of Fred and George's 'not doing proper work'. Over the past two years, the joke shop has brought considerable income to the Weasley family.
"Professor Aisen—" As Aisen just pushed the door open and entered, he heard Hermione's surprised voice.
Looking up, he saw Hermione leaning by the window, closing a book titled 'Standard Book of Spells, Grade 4' with a snap, and bouncing towards him.
Smiling at Hermione, Aisen let her grab his arm and walk towards the inside of the shop.
In the shop, on a shelf on one side, Fred and George were taking handfuls of sweets from their pockets and placing them there. Then, the two of them took out a piece of parchment, muttering about something unknown while writing and drawing on it with quills.
On the other side, Harry was still flipping through a book titled 'Broomstick Servicing Kit', while Ron held a copy of The Daily Prophet, grinning exaggeratedly, perhaps at something he saw.
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley held an account book, seemingly calculating the shop's earnings. It was clear they were quite satisfied with this shop located in Diagon Alley.
"Hmm—Aisen, you've come at a good time, the earnings look quite good." Seeing that it was Aisen who came in, Arthur handed the account book to Aisen.
Aisen basically didn't care much about this anymore. With his current methods, making money was truly effortless.
After a brief look, he returned the account book to Arthur. As for his share of the profits, Aisen put it away.
"The Ministry of Magic must have been very busy these past few days!" Seeing a hint of fatigue on Arthur's face, Aisen understood somewhat.
"It's alright, luckily the Ministry of Magic caught those fellows, and things are basically handled now." Arthursaid in a slightly relaxed tone.
Aisen had some understanding of this. Over the past week, the Ministry of Magic must have been under immense public pressure. However, luckily, the scandal involving Barty Crouch and his son, and Lucius, was big enough to basically silence the public.
Therefore, although the Ministry of Magic would be busy for a while, the pressure on Arthur and his colleagues was not as great as imagined.