In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 277

   Chapter 277 275. Interrogation

   "Mr. Weasley?"

   Little Barty asked lightly.

   Percy nodded, and he took a deep breath.

   "Yes, I'm Percy Weasley."

   Little Barty gestured to him, the chair opposite him, the chair that only prisoners in the magic world could sit on.

   "You should know who I am, don't be too nervous, we just want to consult you with some questions, after all, in some respects, you are the real professional."

  His polite words reassured Percy a little, but his tense body never relaxed.

Following Barty's instructions, Percy obediently sat on the iron chair opposite him. The iron chains on the armrests were very cold. Even if Percy's hands were handcuffed, the coldness had almost penetrated in his flesh.

   Little Barty picked up a piece of parchment that looked like a certain file from the desktop in front of him. He glanced at a certain line of the parchment and looked up at Percy's eyes.

   "Jon Green. This is the name you reported to Auror when you first came to the Ministry of Magic last September, saying that he was directly related to the case at Hogwarts Castle early last year?"

  Hearing Barty Jr.'s first question, Percy breathed a sigh of relief again, and he said calmly.

"Yes, sir, at that time I reported to the Auror that after the case at Hogwarts Castle, it was Jon Green and the other two professors who brought those mushy, mudblood students back to the carriage , Dumbledore announced to everyone that it was Jon who was able to rescue these people."

   Little Barty listened to him retelling the confession at the time, looked down at the document in his hand, and continued his words.

"At that time, Auror's judgment was that a third-year student could not achieve that level anyway, so it was speculated that this student named Jon Green was just a smoke bomb released by Dumbledore and really sneaked into Huo Someone else at Castle Gwartz?"

  Hearing him talk about it, Percy became a little agitated, and he raised his volume.

"I have emphasized with the Aurors who asked me about this matter that Dumbledore generally would not lie to students, especially since such lies would bring unnecessary danger to Jon Green, so there is a great deal of Probability is not a smoke bomb, at least Jon Green made a major contribution in that case, but they didn't pay attention to it! Have you found any new evidence?"

  Jr. Barty put down the documents in his hand, his face was obviously uglier than before.

   "You will not be held accountable for this matter, and these Aurors will also be punished for their dereliction of duty, but we still have more important things to understand."

   He stared at Percy, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

   "Tell me all the information you know about Jon Green, his habits, his preferences, his personality, and his social interactions at school."

  Under the gaze of this line of sight, Percy's breathing couldn't help but become rapid.

He felt that the matter was not simple. If it was just the Death Eaters who discovered the clue that Jon had sneaked into Hogwarts Castle, then the person interrogating him here today should not be Barty Jr., he should be sitting in the Auror command The office of the Ministry, and chat with Lucius Malfoy over tea.

   Then there may only be a bigger problem happening! And this question is about Jon Green!

  Percy didn't hold back, he told everything he knew about Jon.

   But in fact, when he defected from the Hogwarts carriage, Jon stayed in the carriage for a total of one year, and in the first grade, Jon did not show any outstanding deeds.

   At that time, he was learning Occlumency and ring-related magic with Slughorn in private. Even if Jon and Ron were not at the same level, Percy at that time might not be able to remember Jon's name.

   And after Jon's second year, he was not at school until he took Hermione and the others back to the Hogwarts carriage, and Percy had no way of learning about him.

So the information that Percy can provide is very limited. At most, it can let Barty know that Dumbledore didn't pay much attention to Jon in the first grade, but he disappeared for a while in the second grade. It was only after the days when Hogwarts Castle was infiltrated that there were major changes.

   Little Barty looked disappointed, and Percy also noticed the disappointment on his face, and the calmness he had always maintained became uneasy.

   "Mr. Crouch, can I know what Jon Green did?"

  He spoke cautiously, as if he was afraid of causing Little Barty's displeasure, but even so, Little Barty stood up from the chair annoyed.

   "Don't ask what you shouldn't know!"

  He no longer maintained the minimum politeness before, reprimanded Percy violently, then raised his wand and swung at the iron door.

The door was suddenly opened, and Barty Jr. walked out quickly, and Percy also stood up, but before he could leave the iron chair, the pair of shackles on the armrests suddenly rose by themselves, A "click" sounded, and he controlled his hands!

   "Take out his memory about Jon Green for me to keep on file! Then call that idiot Lockhart over, and I also changed the memory of this interrogation."

  After hearing this order in the interrogation room, Percy slumped back to the iron chair with a pale face. Soon, two of the three Death Eaters who brought him here also walked in.

   They looked at Percy, who was already slumped in the chair, without showing any sympathy. The witch in the lead just drew out her wand.

   "Is there anything else you want to say? Soon your memory of us and this interrogation will be gone."

  Percy breathed heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the witch.

   "Jon Green what the **** did he do!"

  The witch and her companion looked at each other, and she said indifferently while pointing the tip of her wand at Percy's temple.

   "You shouldn't know this, but Lockhart is coming over soon, so it's okay to tell you. Your former classmate, he killed Lord Labastan Lestrange!"

  The moment Percy heard these words, his whole body froze suddenly, and his eyes became disintegrated.

  A silver thread of light was pulled out of his brain slowly and forcefully!

   Damn it, it's still 6,000 today, and I have to write two two-in-one tomorrow!

  (end of this chapter)

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