Chapter Eighty-Three: Rov: Do You Want to Die, Crouch?

Following the house-elf Twinkle, the three of Rove walked into the tent.

It is both a living room and a study.

The walls are lined with bookcases, and there are two tablesβ€”a large desk in the center of the room, and a round table with a lamp in the center and a star around it to display the latest newspapers in various languages.

Next to the desk is a filing cabinet, each drawer marked with gold lettering.

"Hey." A wizard threw up his hands and exclaimed joyfully, "Your Excellency is coming!" ”

Rove immediately recognized Ludo Bagman, sitting on an old-fashioned leather couch and wearing a voluminous Hornets Quidditch robe.

Barty Crouch sat across from him, his body straight even in his own home, and he wore a spotlessly crisp suit and tie.

Sparkle served three more cups of tea before leaving, Sirius asked with a smile:

"Hey, Ludo, why are you here?"

"I've come to Barty for something, Sirius." Ludo said with a smile on his face:

"The Minister of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic came, but we didn't understand what they were saying, so I came to Barty for a translator, he speaks about a hundred and fifty languages...... What are you here to do? ”

Crouch also looked at the three of them curiously, he had come to the camp yesterday and had received a letter from Scamander in the evening saying that he was coming to visit today.

The two had met on the floating dragon ship to Berlin, and Scamander was considered his savior...... Crouch didn't refuse.

But Crouch didn't expect that Rove also brought Blake and Lupin to visit.

"I'm coming to Mr. Crouch to catch up." Rove sat on the sofa and said with a polite smile: "By the way, I want to talk to him about an old case." ”

Hearing the word "old case", Crouch frowned and said solemnly:

"If it was about Peter and Sirius, it was true that I was too arbitrary to go to trial. I think I've apologized, though. ”

"Rove, Sirius...... Let this matter pass. Ludo also became a peacemaker, and said to the mud:

"Barty has lost his position as director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation and has been duly punished."

"Yes, Sirius has only been imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years, and Mr. Crouch has lost his position as Director." Rove smiled and said:

"It's a bit too much."

Hearing that the young man was so yin and yang, Crouch's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and he said coldly:

"So, what do you want to do to be satisfied with me completely relinquishing my position in the Ministry of Magic?"

"That's a good proposal!" Rove gave him an appreciative look, leaned back in his chair, and said with a smile:

"But it's not good enough, I think I can send you to Azkaban and lock you up for twelve years, fair?"

Crouch's face was ugly, and Ludo sighed secretly, lamenting that Rove was too young.

Crouch is an ancient pure-blood family that is related to many high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic, and Barty himself has been in the Ministry for decades...... Deeply connected.

A year ago, when the Sirius case broke out, Fudge had no choice but to suspend Barty for investigation in the face of raging public opinion, and finally returned to the Ministry of Magic without any pain.

A year later, no matter how much you want to settle old accounts, you can't let Barty go to Azkaban...... Even if Rove just got two Merlin medals, it's just like the sky!

"I just kidd." Rove burst into laughter, breaking the awkward silence, and hehe:

"Mr. Crouch, we're not really here for the Sirius case, it's another old one."

Crouch was not in the mood to joke, and his voice became colder and colder: "What case?" ”

"The case of your son, Barty Crouch Jr." A smile tugged at the corner of Rove's mouth and said, "I suspect he's the same as Sirius...... All wronged! ”

These words were earth-shattering, not only Ludo was dumbfounded, but even Crouch was stunned.

For a long time, Ludo was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and stammered, "Rove, you...... You...... Any idea what you're talking about? ”

"Of course I do." Rove smiled, took a leisurely sip of tea and said, "I have proof." ”

Crouch stared at Rove, his eyes bulging outward. "What evidence!"

"When I heard Sirius talk about the past, he said that Barty Crouch Jr. had twelve at Hogwarts. LS certificate, and also won the special contribution award to the school. Rove sighed:

"Your son has achieved success in his studies, he has grown up in a good family environment, and you have a great father like you, who obviously has the best future...... How did he become a Death Eater and go down the wrong path? ”

"Enough!" Crouch roared and got up from his chair, his voice filled with exasperation.

"Oh, don't worry, Mr. Crouch, I'm not done yet." Rove stood up and paced slowly around the room:

"The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong, the more I think about it, the more I can't sleep, and I go out for a walk in the camp at night, and guess who I see?"

"Who do you see?" Ludo asked with bated breath and full attention.

"I see ......" Rove lowered his voice and said with a smile on his face, "Barty Crouch Jr." ”

The whole tent fell silent again, and Crouch's face became stiff, every line stood out, and there was some horror in his eyes.

"It'sβ€”can't beβ€”can't be," Ludo said in one pause, "the boy is dead, died long ago in Azkaban."

Rov, how could you possibly meet him? Is it a ghost? ”

"Not a ghost." Rove said with a polite smile, but his gaze was fixed on Crouch's eyes.

"It was little Barty who was alive, and he told me that he was not dead, that he had been rescued from Azkaban.

He also discussed Quidditch with me for a while, and he thought the final would be won by Ireland......"

Ludo's face was stunned, as if he was listening to a terrifying ghost story.

"Enough!" Crouch yelled, each syllable oozing with cold rage.

"Maybe Scamander is hinting that I got my son back home?"

"Yes, that's what I meant." Rove said in a slightly mocking tone:

"You're so clever, Mr. Crouch, to understand what I mean so quickly."

Then there was a very oppressive silence, and Ludo seemed frightened, and he stammered:

"Rove, Mr. Crouch...... No...... Definitely not that kind of person......"

Crouch suddenly drew his wand.

But Rove was faster, and he swung his punch right in the cheek, knocking him to the ground with a thud, and then raised his wand to Crouch's head.

He looked contemptuously at the man who had been only one step away from the minister, and said coldly:

"Do you want to die, Barty Crouch?"

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