After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

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"Who are you?" Barty Crouch Jr. said to Narcissa with gritted teeth. He was not afraid of being caught, but not now. The master's plan was not yet complete! The master needed him!

How could this woman be Narcissa Malfoy? It's not like he hasn't seen Narcissa Malfoy before, but she definitely doesn't have such strength!

Moreover, the way this group of people appeared was also very strange, two Harry Potters, what kind of magic is this?

"I'm Narcissa Malfoy, but not the one you know." Narcissa would not explain so much to a dying person. It was more like she was explaining to everyone present than to Barty Crouch Jr.

She didn't intend to hide it. After all, they wouldn't be staying for long, a month at most, and they would go back when the time was up. There was nothing wrong with letting them know; it was a gesture of goodwill and also a deterrent.

"Another world..." Barty Crouch Jr. muttered to himself, he lowered his head and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Hahahaha...hahaha!" Little Barty raised his head, his expression frantic. "If it weren't for you! If it weren't for you! I wouldn't have been discovered! It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter...the great Dark Lord will eventually return!"

So what if it's another world? How could the Dark Lord lose? It was just a fluke that they discovered his identity. They must be completely unaware of the Dark Lord's plans!

And with the help of this group of people, maybe Harry Potter will become the champion even without his help. Then! That will be when his master returns!

The more Barty thought about it, the more it made sense. The Dark Lord would definitely come to save him! He'd been to Azkaban before.

Apparently, he thought they would just put him in Azkaban, after all, they were decent people, weren't they?

"Well, goodbye, Mr. Barty Crouch Jr." Narcissa smiled as she did when they first met.

"No, please wait!" Albus Dumbledore sensed something was wrong and tried to stop him. The rising blue flames made his pupils constrict, and he stopped involuntarily.

Barty Crouch Jr. was burned to ashes in the fierce fire without even making a sound.

"No! Son!" Barty Crouch's eyes were red as he stood up suddenly and roared in a rare display of anger. He pointed his wand at Narcissa with a ferocious look.

"You have no right to do this! Barty Crouch Jr. will naturally be dealt with by the Ministry of Magic! You..."

"Oh? And then you'll find someone else to drink the potion and die in his place? Last time it was your wife, this time? Could it be you?" Narcissa didn't take Barty Crouch seriously at all. In a calm tone, she revealed Barty Crouch's last fig leaf.

"You...how could you..." Barty Crouch could barely hold his wand steady. He felt as if everyone's eyes were on him, filled with surprise, disgust, or fear.

"Besides, I'm not from your world, and your laws are useless to me. And... those rubbish in the Ministry of Magic are no match for me. If you don't believe me, just come and try." Narcissa rarely showed an arrogant look.

Her words caused an uproar. This was too... too cool!

Many boys and girls were attracted by her confident attitude and felt an inexplicable admiration for her.

Albus Dumbledore had been observing, and his eyelids twitched when he heard Narcissa's words. Alike, so alike.

Both his actions and words were very similar to an old acquaintance of his - Gellert Grindelwald.

He glanced at his younger self and saw that he looked calm and unsurprised.

What was that world like? Didn't he understand himself? Even if he were his counterpart, he shouldn't have turned a blind eye to someone who looked just like Grindelwald.

Unless he'd never met Gellert or he was out of his mind.

Impossible. Albus Dumbledore first rejected the first point. He believed that no matter what world he was in, he would meet Grindelwald and get to know him... and fall in love with him.

That must be the me in that world whose brain is broken.

Dumbledore sneezed, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Albus Dumbledore. Old man, are you saying bad things about me?

Albus Dumbledore looked away guiltily, then his expression became serious.

He looked at the expressions of fear, admiration, and awe in the auditorium, and knew that he had to stand up.

"Hello, Mrs. Malfoy, everyone. I believe you have no ill intentions, but your presence did give us a little scare. Perhaps we can go to another place. I'm also very curious about what happened to Harry and the others."

Albus Dumbledore knew that the Great Hall was not a good place for conversation, as it was crowded and gossipy. Moreover, although this group of people appeared with Harry Potter and the others, it was still unknown whether they were enemies or friends.

"Of course. Draco, Harry, Ron, Hermione, can you wait for us here for a while?" Narcissa did not intend to bring the children with her. Besides, she believed that even if she was not here, no one would dare to touch Draco and the others.

"Okay, Mom." "Okay, Aunt Cissy." "No problem, Aunt Cissy." "Don't worry, Aunt Cissy," the children assured one after another. The four of them were no fools. After studying with Narcissa Grindelwald and the others for a long time, they knew some things by heart.

Narcissa and Dumbledore followed Albus Dumbledore to the Headmaster's office, along with Severus Snape, Barty Crouch, and the Headmasters of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

The other three deans stayed here at the behest of Albus Dumbledore, both to keep watch and to provide surveillance.

They watched them leave with concern, then turned their gaze to the children still standing in the center.

"Harry... everyone, why don't you sit down first." Professor McGonagall had a complicated expression on her face. She put on a stiff smile and said to them.

Harry and his friends were the first to take action, and they didn't feel embarrassed at all.

She naturally walked towards Slytherin and sat next to Pansy Parkinson and the others.

Harry Potter and the others were still immersed in the information and the shock brought by Narcissa. They followed Harry and the others in a daze, and sat down next to Harry and the others while Professor McGonagall was hesitant to speak.

When they came to their senses, they found that they were already trapped in a snake den. The scrutinizing eyes of the little snakes from all directions made them feel very uncomfortable.

Draco smiled and greeted Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini, who had been secretly observing them.

Pansy tried to hold it back, but couldn't. "Draco?" She greeted Draco uncertainly. She was quite accepting of Draco and his companions from another world. After all, with magic, anything was possible.

She looked carefully and saw that the people in the two worlds were indeed different. Harry and Draco from the other world were obviously more refined and good-looking, as if they had been beautified. It thought of the cell phone in the Muggle world, so it should be said something like this, right?

But what’s amazing is that when people from the two worlds stand together, everyone will immediately think they are the same person and won’t pay attention to their appearance.

"Hmm? Hello, Pansy from this world." Draco naturally took the pumpkin juice that Harry handed to him.

"Um...ah, hello." Pansy Parkinson's face was frozen. Was she seeing things? Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy? They? Were they so close?

"Excuse me, are you from Slytherin?" Blaise Zabini asked Harry. Although he saw the school uniform on Harry, he still couldn't believe it.

"Yes. I grew up with Draco. Wherever he is, I'm there." The eavesdropping snakes couldn't help but gasp. Really? Slytherin's savior? Growing up with Malfoy? My whole family was shocked!

And after this statement...some girls started looking at them strangely.

"Really? Haha, haha, that's pretty good." Blaise Zabini knew the answer would be outrageous, but he didn't expect it to be this outrageous.

"We're all good friends: me, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Pansy, Blaise, Theodore, Neville, Cedric, Fred, and George," Draco said seriously. He quite liked the expressions on their faces, but it got a bit boring after seeing them too much.

Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini struggled to process the news.

"You're making such a fuss." Ron curled his lips, feeling that no matter what they did, these people looked like they had seen a ghost. It was okay to watch it a few times and find it quite interesting, but watching it all the time was a bit annoying.

The little snakes around: We are not making a fuss, the difference between the two worlds is too big.