"My wife begged me to get my son out, oh, of course I wanted to get him out, but he had made a terrible mistake and there was nothing I could do. Crouch sighed.

"At that time I thought he was a stain on my life, a shame on me. ”

"My wife is dying due to grief, and she wants her life to be exchanged for my son's. ”

Crouch paused.

"I agreed. He said, as if he had made a lot of determination. "He's my son after all. ”

Many people in the audience took a breath of cold air.

"I'm kind of with people who deal with Dementors a lot, I know them, they're a bunch of blind people, my wife and I go to see him, and they only smell a healthy person and a dying person walking into Azkaban, and when we leave, another healthy person and a dying person leaving Azkaban. ”

"You left your wife and son behind. I don't know where the words came from the long table.

"Yes. Crouch nodded numbly, and the more he remembered, the more he seemed to fall into pain, and remorse gradually appeared on his wrinkled face.

"My wife never forgot to drink the compound decoction, and until she died, she kept the same appearance as my son. ”

"Sorry motherly love. Dumbledore closed his eyes tiredly and shook his head.

There are some things, even if reason tells you that they are wrong, but emotion still prevails and prompts people to do something wrong, and in the mother's view, she only knows that she has sacrificed to save her son, but she does not know what the consequences will be.

"After that, I regretted it, I was an executioner, I killed my wife indirectly, even if it was my wife's own free will. After that, I fell into endless self-blame and chagrin. ”

"I have almost no intention of working, even if the tasks in my new position are very heavy, but I have to force myself to work so that others will not see that I am abnormal. ”

But I can't do it all the time, and my only remaining conscience tells me that I have to deal with the rest of my son's life, or at least to make sure that he doesn't do any more wrongdoing, and that may be the only remedy I can do to atone for my sins. ”

"I made him wear the invisibility cloak all day long, and used many spells to control him to prevent him from going out to do evil again, and he passed through many years smoothly. ”

"Except for the Dementors, it's no different from prison. Crouch suddenly bent down and coughed violently.

"It wasn't until the preparations for the Quidditch World Cup began, that my house-elf interceded with me for my son, and he convinced me, and she told me that my wife certainly didn't want to see her sacrifice in exchange for a walking dead son, as I said earlier – my son was no different from being in prison for those years. ”

"I agreed. Mr. Crouch's tone returned to numbness.

That was the beginning of all tragedy, and if he had been in Azkaban at the time, perhaps it would have ended best for him, for everyone. Crouch said sadly and remorsefully.

"He broke free of my Imperius curse and fled, and I'm still not sure if the commotion at the Quidditch World Cup was his doing, I want to catch him and keep an eye on him again. ”

"I don't have that chance. The man shook his head dejectedly and said with a wry smile.

"One night, there was a knock on my door, and the man was Lord Voldemort. As soon as Crouch finished speaking, there was another sound in the auditorium.

It sounded so bizarre, like a joke.

Oh, and think about it, the horror story of you staying at home, not showing up for more than a decade, and everyone deducing that the demon who has been dead for many years knocked on the door of your house.

Crouch's tone, however, didn't seem like a joke at all.

"He took control of me with the Imperius Curse. ”

At this time, there were many gasps from the audience.

"It's horrible. Professor McGonagall cupped her forehead, feeling a little dizzy.

"That'...... So. Percy stood up from the stage, pointed at Mr. Crouch, and said in disbelief.

"You should be right, since the first match of the Goblet of Fire, I have lost my freedom, not because I am seriously ill as the outside world says. ”

"Even though the Imperius Curse was able to control my mind almost completely, the Dark Lord still felt at ease with me, so he tried to avoid me in public to avoid being exposed. ”

Percy sat back in his seat in a dejected manner, his face that had been swaggering was now gloomy, and his eyes seemed to have lost their brightness, and he seemed to have been greatly struck.

"He was very weak, I could feel it, because he didn't have a formed body at that time, he was in swaddling clothes, like a baby, but he looked quite ugly, but even so, he easily subdued me. ”

Many people at the long table began to tremble, they could not understand the feeling, but they could use their imagination to try to understand.

"He's still as arrogant and arrogant as the outside world, he thinks that magic is superior to everything, maybe it's a bit of a boast, but I want to say that I'm free from Voldemort's Imperius curse. ”

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"It's incredible. A student shouted.

"He was arrogant and probably never expected his magic to be lifted. Crouch said slowly.

"It's just that at that time, my mind was no longer conscious, he didn't want to use the Imperius Curse to control me, that kind of control was sometimes unnatural, it could be discovered, so he wanted me to give in from the bottom of my heart and surrender to her, he used the Heartbreak Charm to torture me, oh, it was unimaginable pain. Crouch said lightly.

"Because there are so many people who go crazy with the Mind Curse, I have temporarily lost the ability to think rationally, but the only instinct and conscience I have told me that if I want things to be reversed, I have to tell Dumbledore everything, he is the only one who can stand up to the Dark Lord. ”

So I wandered all the way to Hogwarts. ”

"I was unkempt and embarrassed, and few people recognized me. ”

Hermione in the audience had been quietly listening to Crouch's story, looking down in thought, when suddenly, she raised her head, and her eyes flashed with wisdom.

"And you really attacked Krum?" she asked, standing up.

Krum's eyes widened in front of the stage, and he didn't stop thinking about it, if this man's words were true, then maybe his attack was excusable.

Nobody can afford to deal with a madman, can they? And it sounds like he's had a pathetic experience.