Vol 2 Chapter 550: Kakalov

Ron looked around and looked for Krum, and the question was answered almost immediately.
At this time, they had already reached the table of Slytherin, only to see Kakalov rushing to his students.
"Well, go back to the boat." He said, "Wickdor, how do you feel? Take the medicine on time? Are you full, do you want me to send some heated wine from the kitchen?"
Krum shook his head in a gloomy face and put the fur cape back on.
"Professor, I want to drink some wine," another male of Demstrom said eloquently.
"I didn't ask you, Poliac." Kakalov said sternly, his gentle expression of his father disappeared. "I noticed that you poured the food on your robes again." Hurry and get clean, you nasty boy"
Kakarov turned and led his students to the door.
They happened to walk to the door with Ai, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Colin, Ginny, Fred, and George.
Everyone stopped and let Kakalov go first.
"Thank you." Kakalov said casually, glanced at them.
Suddenly, Kakalov was completely stunned and his eyes stopped on Harry.
He turned his head back to Harry and stared at him as if he didn't believe his eyes.
Demstrom’s students followed the headmaster and stopped.
Kakalov’s gaze slowly moved to Harry’s face and stared at the scar.
Demstrom’s students also looked at Harry curiously, and they could see a few people’s faces with a sense of enlightenment.
The boy who was covered with soup stains on his chest licked the girl next to him and pointed Harry's forehead without any disguise.
Krum also looked at Harry with his gaze, and then fell to Ai and Hermione.
Ai and he looked at each other and felt that Krum’s eyes seemed to have some strange emotions.
Perceive that Ai looked at himself again, Krum quickly rushed his head to the other side.
This is really strange. They had already met at the Quidditch World Cup last time. Why did Krumm hide from himself? !
"You are" Kakalov said slowly.
"Yes, he is Harry Potter." There was an angry voice behind them.
Kakalov turned sharply, and Mad-Eye Moody stood there.
His heavy body leaned on the crutches, and the magical eyes glared at Demstrom's principal.
Kakalov’s face became pale, revealing a terrible expression mixed with resentment and fear.
"It's you!" he said, staring at Moody, seemingly unsure that he really saw him.
"It's me." Moody said sullenly. "Unless you have something to say to Potter, Kakalov, or you will go forward quickly, and you have blocked the door."
At this time, half of the students in the auditorium were waiting behind them.
The people behind rushed over the shoulders of the people ahead to see what caused the traffic jam.
Professor Kakarov did not say anything. He waved his hand and walked away with his students.
Moody kept staring at him until he couldn't see it.
His magical eyes stared at Kakalov's back, and his incomplete face showed an extremely disgusting expression.
In the face of Kakarov, even if it is a fake Moody, Carresis's reaction is a little too excited.
Ai thought for a moment, separated from the crowd, and said that they would go to Gabriel with a greeting and then go back.
But in fact, he followed Moody from the remote side stairs to the third floor office where no one was.
"Kid, I reminded you, we better have less contact!" Carresis said with a grin.
At this time, they are standing in the dark and dull corridors, even if they are very close, they can see each other.
"Do you seem to have a hatred with Kakalov?" Ai asked directly, ignoring the other party's reminder.
"The guy who is in the Nordic region has no trouble for me and my people in the Nordic region. It is my own business. I will solve it. You only need to know that Kakalov is very dangerous and should not be looked at by his appearance. Deceived." Carresis said in a low voice, "He is a Death Eater."
"It used to be that he had betrayed Voldemort, but it is undeniable that he is really dangerous." Ayton gave a moment and continued to ask, "However, it should not be the focus of our current attention. Have you found that person tonight? Is it possible to be Batty Crouch?!"
"Batti Crouch is obviously controlled. I have seen it with my own eyes, but I am not sure if he is the one who faked it. I repeat it again. He does not believe me. He did not tell me his plan!" Resis whispered, "I just came in to attract everyone's attention. This is the task that Voldemort gave me. It is also a punishment for my last failure. Well, if you don't want me to be discovered immediately, then quickly leave. Here, go back to sleep!"
Ai turned and left, it seems that Carresis knows no more than him.
When Ai returned to the common room, the little wizards gathered all there to discuss the Goblet of Fire.
Fred and George are marketing their ageing agents, and a bunch of people are around them.
It seems that if the ageing agent does work after tomorrow's verification, they seem to be planning.
Hermione ignored them, holding thick books in her hands, and kept recording what was going on.
Ai called a greeting and went back to his bedroom alone.
He took out the map of the live point, laid it on it, and tapped it with a wand.
Ai quickly searched for the name of Little Batty Crouch. At the Dumbledore office, he saw Dumbledore, Kakarov, Maxim, and Batty Crouch, Ludo Ba. Geman is there.
The five of them seem to be talking about it, because Little Batty Crouch and his father's name are repeated, so it is not certain whether he is.
Ai finger gently slides down and slaps over the familiar names.
Everyone in Booth Barton lives in their carriage and is heading for the neighborhood.
Demstrom’s students have already returned to the boat. On the map, the location of the lake is a white mist, covering everyone’s name, and everything is invisible. The ship is powerful. Protecting the magic makes the live map lose its effect.
It seems that Demstrom still needs to find another chance to verify.
Ai carefully searched it again before collecting the live map.
He looked at the ceiling and thought about it again. If he was a little Batty Crouch, how should he act? !
Voldemort, Carrex, Kakalov, Little Batty Crouch, Batty Crouch, the faces of several people kept spinning in his mind, he had a feeling that this incident seemed to It will not develop in the direction of its own expectations (to be continued).
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