Last year, Crouch Jr. relied on Voldemort's divine power from the Dark Mark to break free from the Imperius Curse.

He immediately wanted to welcome his master back, but Voldemort demanded that he act as stealthily as possible and not make a big noise.

This made little Crouch difficult, he didn't have a wand in his hand, and he couldn't even beat the house-elf Twinkle.

Soon, however, Voldemort and Wormtail returned to England.

Killing and controlling old Crouch is too easy to go wrong, after all, he is also an old man who came in blood and fire, and his combat power and resistance to the Imperius Curse are very strong.

So they chose to turn the tiger away from the mountain.

When Crouch Sr. was not at home, they unknowingly infiltrated Crouch's mansion, knocked Flashy unconscious, and rescued Crouch Jr.

After Crouch Jr. escaped, Crouch Sr. remained silent as expected, and just searched silently with Flash.

At this time, Voldemort sent Wormtail to prepare a stand-in - Ludo. Bagman.

The unlucky man was chosen by Voldemort and, after being controlled by the Imperius Curse, drank the Polyjuice Potion and transformed into little Crouch.

Crouch Jr. also drank the Polyjuice Potion and turned into Ludo, and the two of them entered the interior of Hogwarts with one of them, and the other turned into a moving target, running abroad to attract the attention of Crouch Sr. and lure him to hunt him down.

Old Crouch didn't dare to delay after discovering the clues of his fake son, resigned, took Shining Flash, went abroad with him, bit tightly, and pursued all the way.

Ludo took full advantage of his role as a professional Quidditch player, riding a broomstick and occasionally apparition to throw Crouch Sr. away.

ran back and forth like this, and the old Crouch slept in the open for nearly a year, almost giving the old bones abroad.

In the end, it was Ludo's Imperius curse that gradually wore off, and the old Crowwizard finally caught him with a confused face.

Upon discovering that he had been tricked, Crouch Sr. immediately returned to England with Ludo.

By this time, Voldemort had been resurrected, and Crouch Jr.'s crazy performance had been watched by hundreds of young wizards.

Crouch Sr. was captured, calmly disarmed by the Aurors, and brought to Scrimgeur.

"That's how it happened, I don't hide anything." Crouch Sr. calmly recounted what had happened over the past year.

Scrimgeour nodded, a hint of helplessness on his lion-like countenance.

Crouch Sr. was obsessed with work, but neglected to discipline his son, and in the end, he was completely driven out of power because of this son.

"Mr. Crouch, I personally have a great deal of respect for you." Scrimgeour untied the restraints from his hand, "But you did break the laws of the Ministry of Magic and must be punished. ”

"I know the laws of the Ministry of Magic, and I should go to Azkaban."

"No, no, there are no more Azkabans." Scrimgeour pondered for a moment, "I think house arrest is the appropriate punishment. ”

Crouch Sr. frowned, he also knew that Azkaban had been blown up, but it would not be difficult to build another prison.

In the law, house arrest is a light punishment second only to fines, and his actions should be spent in prison for ten years.

"I don't understand." Crouch Sr. spoke directly.

"Dumbledore needs a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, and this man has to be strong in mana, and—" Scrimgeour stared at Crouch Sr., "hate Voldemort. ”

"I'm not alone."

"They'll all continue to fight the Death Eaters on the battlefield, and you're not old enough to fight head-on, but the experience you've gained is more valuable as you get older."

Old Crouch pondered for a moment, then spoke: "I have a condition. ”

"What?"

"If I have the chance, I want to catch my son with my own hands." Crouch Sr. said, "His mother traded her life for his life, and although he is still obsessed, I must respect his mother's last wish to save his life." ”

Crouch Sr. thought he would be rejected and thrown into prison.

But when Dumbledore arrived, things were easily settled.

The father of the Death Eaters with mixed feelings, Barty Sr. Crouch became the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

"Did I explain it clearly enough?"

Harry nodded, and Sirius, who had been informed by Dumbledore, appeared in his bedroom unnoticed, and listened to Crouch Sr. explain with him.

"We don't have much time and we have to adopt unconventional teaching methods." Old Crouch drew his wand and stood across from Harry, "You stand by the bedside, Mr. Harry. ”

"Why..."

"Regent!"

Sirius looked nervously at the two of them, and the next second Harry fell on his back on the bed.

It felt like someone had hit someone with a red-hot iron drill through the ear and stirred it twice.

Chased by Aunt Maggie's pit bull and hid in a tree, locked in a small black room, and used as a punching bag by Dudley...

The painful childhood of this house came flooding back to his mind, and Harry writhed like a fish out of water.

"Enough!" Sirius roared.

Old Crouch looked at him indifferently, still with words in his mouth.

"I've said enough!" Sirius drew his wand, but Crouch Sr. waited a moment and saw that Harry was indeed powerless to resist, so he stopped chanting the incantation.

Harry was knocked down in pain, and it took him a long time to get back to his feet with Sirius' support.

Touched the mouth and nose, there was no bleeding.

"I'm using the Dementor with all my might, and Voldemort is only stronger than me, understand?" Old Crouch said coldly, "He will not show mercy to anyone, and I must be equally merciless to you, or his thoughts and feelings will be watched by him at will!" ”

"Feel the pain and resist with all your might! Then remember this feeling of defiance, preferably every time. ”

"After you have a certain level of self-preservation, we will learn the theory and make up the basics."

Sirius glared at old Crouch with what could be described as resentment, and Harry tapped him on the shoulder to back away and stand firm again.

"Please get started."

"Regent!"

Harry fell to his knees this time, and Crouch Sr. was a little disappointed, he felt that this immortal boy was nothing special, and that he expected too much of him.

Harry, who was kneeling on the ground, gradually clenched his wand at this time, and subconsciously cast a disarming spell on Crouch.

Crouch dodged the spell, a little surprised in his heart.

It's only the second time, isn't this kid's will too strong?

Harry coughed twice, and stood up again under Sirius' worried gaze.

"Come again!"

"You're doing a good job, I think you need to rest." Crouch Sr. couldn't help but speak.

"It's a lot easier than Kano's training. I don't want to watch people fight anymore, at least don't hold back. Harry pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, "Come on, without causing me permanent damage, with all your might..."

"Regent!"

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