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Levin's "selfish" behavior greatly disappointed many boys, and the number of bystanders finally decreased significantly.
After all, no one can stand being blinded by the flashing lights at a crucial moment.
Levin was very satisfied with this.
He plans to use this spell extensively in the live streaming system thereafter.
For example, the live broadcast of the next match,
Rather than having the contestants personally swim under holy light to become eye-catching figures,
It would be more effective to apply the holy light to the live stream.
As time went by, the secret of the golden egg was no longer a secret.
The six warriors all knew the key to the project, so they gathered together by the lake. Soon, news that the second game was related to the Black Lake spread throughout Hogwarts.
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The picture shows Furong in a swimsuit.
The much-anticipated swimsuit episode is back!
I wouldn't use [Great Holy Light] on everyone, but I don't know if Shen He can handle it.
Chapter 364 Percy's Tale
As the Warriors practiced day after day by Black Lake, the day of the competition drew ever closer.
On the penultimate day before the match, Levin was informed that there would be a referee meeting regarding the second inning.
So Levin made his way to the empty classroom that had been prepared specifically for the Triwizard Tournament.
Levin spotted an old acquaintance, Percy Weasley, the third son of the Weasleys, waiting at the classroom door.
Upon seeing him, Percy flashed a fawning smile.
“Hello, Mr. Green, you’re here for the meeting too.” He greeted Levin. “Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman are inside.”
You don't hit someone who's smiling, especially since Levin has a good relationship with the Weasleys.
Even though he looked down on Percy, he still waved to him.
Just as Levin was about to go in, Percy stepped forward:
"Mr. Green, could we speak in private before we go in?"
"What's wrong, Percy?"
Levin was somewhat curious about Percy's sudden request.
At first, he thought the other person wanted to ask him for a favor, or wanted to curry favor with Jaina again.
The two arrived at the corner of the stairs.
"Percy, let me give you a heads-up."
Levin said to him seriously, "The relationship between my sister Jaina and your boss Crouch has been tense lately. If you want to talk to me about anything, you'd better think twice."
"If your boss finds out about your little tricks, your good days are over. Don't forget, you're his personal assistant; he holds your life and death in his hands."
Percy seemed not to hear Levin's reminder and said to him, "Mr. Levin Green, I've come here to have a frank talk with you. Although I am now Mr. Crouch's personal assistant, deep down I actually lean more towards Ms. Proudmoore's ideas. I made that clear when I first met her, and that has never changed."
Levin only believed half of what he said.
In his eyes, Percy's declaration of loyalty and his intention to switch sides with Jaina were most likely genuine.
But to say that he genuinely believes in Jaina's teachings is something only a fool would believe.
Even if he did express this view when he met Jaina—that a beast of power like him would never truly believe in any person or ideology except for his own status.
He may have expressed support and approval for Jaina at the time, but I believe his reaction after meeting Crouch was similar.
However, Levin didn't care. He didn't need to listen to what Percy said; he just wanted to see what the other man did.
Percy pulled a notebook from his pocket and handed it to Levin with both hands:
"This is my sincerity!"
Levin took the notebook, but didn't open it. He just looked at the cover and asked curiously, "What's inside?"
A hint of smugness flashed across Percy's face: "These are just some small observations I've made about Mr. Crouch's daily life."
He paused, then continued, "In fact, when I first came under Mr. Crouch's command, I always wanted to work diligently for him. But then I accidentally discovered that Mr. Crouch's behavior was a bit strange, as if he were secretly plotting something. From that moment on, I knew that I couldn't leave this matter unresolved; I needed to report it to Ms. Proudmore and Mr. Fudge."
I think you don't realize that Mr. Crouch is doing bad things, but rather that his position is unstable.
In fact, Crouch's position had already become precarious after Sirius's trial, when he was publicly humiliated.
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But it wasn't until after the World Cup night that Gianna and Fudge's political alliance began its attack on Crouch's party.
Around that time, Percy Weasley, who had just become Crouch's assistant, discovered that he had jumped onto a sinking ship right at the start of the story.
All of this is probably what he's doing in order to jump ship.
“And inside this…” Levin’s fingers lightly traced the cover of the notebook.
Percy smiled mysteriously. "Here are my notes on Mr. Crouch's work. They not only cover his work, but also some... special clues."
Levin's curiosity was piqued, and he opened the notebook to browse.
After reading only a few pages, he looked up at Percy in surprise.
He thought Percy was being far too modest.
This notebook not only meticulously records Barty Crouch Sr.'s work, but also details his daily routines and eating habits, such as what time he got up, when he ate, what he ate, how many meals he ate, what drinks he drank, how many times he went to the toilet... even including his favorite toilet paper brand.
It's even more detailed than Barty's own diary.
Percy, seeing Levin's reaction, said with some pride, "The best part is yet to come; I've already compiled it."
As he spoke, he proactively turned to the last few pages of Levin's notebook.
Percy began to explain: "Actually, his abnormality is quite simple. I've noticed that Mr. Crouch has recently lost interest in official business and has delegated most of the work to me. But strangely, even though he has no work to do, he acts unusually busy, always with a furrowed brow, and looks exhausted every day."
Percy paused for a moment, then continued, "Besides, they used to have a house-elf named Sparkle, but it disappeared after the Quidditch World Cup. I suspect Mr. Crouch may have sent it on some kind of mission."
Percy's voice trailed off, but his tone was filled with excitement: "I reckon there are quite a few people like us who have been won over by him. They're definitely plotting something big behind the scenes, and that target is very likely Minister Fudge!"
Levin could sense a deep excitement in his tone.
After all, if Barty really was plotting against Fudge as Percy suspected, Percy, the informant, would certainly be richly rewarded by Fudge.
Unfortunately, Levin knew very well that Barty the Elder was working so hard entirely to find his son, Barty Crouch Jr.
However, Percy's records do serve as clear evidence that Barty Crouch Sr. secretly released his son and knew about it throughout the entire process but failed to report it.
Although it wasn't as useful as he had imagined, it wasn't completely useless.
As Levin thought this, his hands continued moving without stopping, as he put the notebook into his pocket.
Percy saw this and was delighted, knowing that his information had been useful.
He tried his best to hide his joy and feign nonchalance. However, his expression was somewhat distorted by the inner conflict and excitement he felt.
Levin chuckled as he looked at Percy's faded school uniform robe, then pulled a heavy bag of gold coins from his pocket and placed it on the table.
“You’ve done a great job. Here’s your reward,” Levin said. “Here’s one hundred gallons. Take this and go to Tovan’s tailor shop to order a decent suit. After this is done, Minister Fudge’s future assistant won’t be able to do without a good outfit.”
Upon hearing this, Percy bowed deeply and repeatedly expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Green!"
His eyes sparkled with excitement, and his anticipation for the future was palpable.
He knew very well what this meant.
One hundred Galleons was indeed a lot for a Weasley like him.
After all, his father, Mr. Weasley, only earned a little over one hundred Galleons a month.
For a greenhorn like Percy, one hundred Galleons was an enormous sum he had never seen before.
But in reality, compared to the actual reward, one hundred gallons is nothing.
Percy valued Levin's words the most.
"Minister Fouché's assistant"
This could be seen as a compliment, but it could also be taken as a political promise by Levin.
"If things go well, I will recommend you to be Fudge's assistant."
Although he was still an assistant in the end, everything was different.
Because the person he's about to become his assistant is the Minister of Magic!
This is the true reward for his actions.
As expected, siding with the victors was the right thing to do!
Percy felt a deep sense of pride.
Chapter 365 The Stubborn Crouch
Levin had seen Percy's reaction all too well.
This ambitious Weasley is indeed a valuable fellow.
In fact, he could have easily brought him under his command and, if managed well, made him a capable official.
But he still intends to recommend him to Fudge.
It's not that Levin looks down on him.
A person who can obtain 12 OWL certifications is a talent anywhere.
Rather, he felt that in the near future, he would be able to play a greater role by staying with Fudge than by staying under Jaina's command.
Just like his role under Crouch now.
"Anyway, keep it up, Percy."
Levin waved and walked into the classroom under Percy's respectful gaze.
Upon entering the classroom, which served as a meeting room, Levin discovered that Dumbledore and the other two headmasters were not there.