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Chapter Forty-Five:
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡

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❝ 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞...𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. ❞

─────" 𝐌𝐚𝐝-𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 "


















"It comes down to this," said Hermione, rubbing her forehead. "Either Mr Crouch attacked Viktor, or somebody else attacked both of them when Viktor wasn't looking."

"It must've been Crouch," said Ron at once. "That's why he was gone when Harry and Dumbledore got there. He'd done a runner."

"I don't think so," said Harry, shaking his head. "He seemed really weak — I don't reckon he was up to Disapparating or anything."

"You can't Disapparate on the Hogwarts grounds, haven't I told you enough times?" said Hermione.

"Okay... how's this for a theory," said Ron excitedly. "Krum attacked Crouch — no, wait for it — and then Stunned himself."

"And Mr Crouch evaporated, did he?" said Hermione coldly.

"Oh yeah..."

"Sunshine," Harry nudged the girl who seemed out of it.

"Huh—What?" Accalia blinked a few times and looked over at him.

"Are you okay?" Ron looked her up and down. "You seem off."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Accalia smiled tightly.

It was daybreak. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and a very reluctant Accalia, had crept out of their dormitories very early and hurried up to the Owlery together to send a note to Sirius. Now they were standing looking out at the misty grounds. All four of them were puffy-eyed and pale because they had been talking late into the night about Mr Crouch.

"What did, uh—What did Mr Crouch actually say, again?" she asked again.

"I've told you, he wasn't making much sense," said Harry, looking worriedly at Accalia. "He said he wanted to warn Dumbledore about something. He definitely mentioned Bertha Jorkins, and he seemed to think she was dead. He kept saying stuff was his fault...He mentioned his son."

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