Harry had a deep dream, in fact, the overwork had completely emptied his spirit, and the darkness was eternal tranquility.

I don't know how long it took, but Harry woke up.

The warmth and tiredness kept him awake, and he wanted to sleep again. The room was still dim, which made him think that the night had not yet passed, and that he had not slept for long.

Harry heard a whisper next to him.

"If you don't close the door, they'll wake him up. ”

"What are they calling? Nothing else is going on, is it?" Harry opened his eyes, his eyes aching.

Someone removed his glasses, and all he could see was the faint silhouettes of Mrs. Weasley and Bill nearby.

Mrs. Weasley was crouching. "That's Cornelius Fudge's voice," she muttered, "and, Professor McGonagall's, isn't it? What the hell are they arguing about?"

Harry could hear someone arguing as he walked towards the hospital wing.

"It's a pity, but still, McGonagall—" Connelly Fudge exclaimed.

"You shouldn't have brought it into the castle in the first place. Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "When Dumbledore found out—"

Harry heard the hospital door slammed open.

Bill reopened the curtain, and all the other bedside people, looking at the door, didn't notice that Harry sat up and put on his glasses.

Fudge strode into the room. Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape followed.

"Dumbledore didn't come?" Fudge asked Mrs. Weasley.

"He's not here," said Mrs. Weasley angrily, "it's a ward, sir, don't you think you're the best—"

But at this moment the door opened, and Dumbledore hurried into the room.

"What's going on?" Dumbledore said, looking at Professors Fudge and McGonagall, "Why are you bothering these people?, Minerva, I'm surprised - I told you to guard Barty Crouch Jr."

"There's no need to guard him anymore, Dumbledore," she squealed, "and this gentleman has found someone to take care of him. ”

Harry had never seen Professor McGonagall lose control like she did now, her cheeks lit up with anger, her hands into fists, and she trembled with rage.

"When we told Mr. Fudge that we had captured the ghoul responsible for tonight's incident," Snape said in a low voice, "he seemed to feel that his personal safety was in question." He insisted on summoning a Dementor to accompany him into the castle. He took it to Barty Crouch Jr.'s office. ”

"I told him you wouldn't agree, Dumbledore," Professor McGonagall roared angrily, "I told him you would never allow Dementors to set foot in the castle, but—"

"My dear lady!" shouted Fudge, Harry had never seen him so angry, "As Minister of Magic, I have the right to decide whether or not to take bodyguards with me when I visit a ...... that is likely to be dangerous"

But Professor McConaughey's voice overshadowed the rule of law. "The moment that thing entered the room," she screamed, pointing at Fudge with a shudder, "it pounced on Crouch and ......"

Harry felt a chill in his stomach, and as Professor McGonagall tried desperately to describe what had happened, he understood what the Dementors had done—it had given Barty Crouch Jr. a fatal kiss, and it had sucked Crouch's soul out through its mouth—which was worse than death.

"But he's still intact anyway," Fudge cried, "and he's supposed to be responsible for the deaths." ”

"But he can't testify, Connelly. Dumbledore said. He stared fiercely at the rule of law, as if this was the first time he had been seen. "He couldn't give any evidence as to why he killed those people. ”

"Why did you kill them? No doubt about that, right?" exclaimed Fudge, "he's a big madman! From what McGonagall and Severus told me, he seemed to think he was doing this—'the man's will.'" ”

"Duke Voldemort is commanding him, Cornelly. Dumbledore said, "Those men died only to restore Voldemort's full strength, and the plan has succeeded, and Voldemort has returned to their bodies." ”

Fudge stared blankly as if he had been punched in the face.

He blinked in confusion and looked at Dumbledore again, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

He stared at Dumbledore and began to ramble in a hurry, "No...... That man...... Ridiculous. Dumbledore, all right......"

"No doubt as Minerva and Severus told you," Dumbledore said, "we heard Barty Crouch Jr. confess. Under Voldemort's influence, he tells us how he struggled to get out of Azkaban, and Voldemort released him from his father when he learned from Percy Zoggins that he was still alive, and used him to capture Harry, telling you that the plan had worked, and that Crouch had helped Voldemort return. ”

"Attention, Dumbledore," Fudge said.

Harry was surprised to find a bright smile on his face.

"You- you can't really believe those words, you know who's back? okay...... Of course, Crouch may have believed that he was acting on the orders of 'that man' - but take the words of such a madman seriously, Dumbledore......"

"Attention, Connelly, I think I'm reminding you this for the second time. Dumbledore said lightly. "It looks like you don't quite understand it yet. ”

"When Harry touched the Magic Cup of the Three Witches Fighting Tournament tonight, he was sent straight to Voldemort," Dumbledore said calmly, "He saw Voldemort's rebirth with his own eyes, and what he said in my office before was true, but I don't mind explaining it a second time, if you can understand it." Dumbledore glanced at Harry and saw that he was awake.

Dumbledore shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I can't let you ask Harry tonight." ”

Cornelius Fudge's strange smile froze.

He also glanced at Harry, then at Dumbledore, and said, "Are you going to take Harry's words seriously?"

A silence followed, broken by Sirius' siws. He cocked the fur on his neck and grinned at Fudge's teeth.

If he didn't mind, Van Lin would think that Sirius had finally begun to evolve into a mad dog.

Leaving his post without permission, let the queen grin at his boss......

Well......

"Of course I believe Harry," Dumbledore said, his eyes blazing. "I listened to Crouch's confession and Harry's account of what happened after he touched the trophy in March. Both would plausibly explain what happened after Percy Zoggins' disappearance last summer. “