Barty Crouch Jr., who watched the whole time, was silent, he was so excited about the Knicks casting the Imperius Curse that he didn't even notice what was flowing into his body.

Dumbledore told him that he had only known about it. Going back and interrogating the real Moody reveals that there is something big wrong with the Knicks.

But it was too late, and Dumbledore warned him not to engage in any psychic docking with others.

Afterwards, he cast the Imperius Curse on his father, Barty Crouch, and did not feel anything out of the ordinary. I think maybe it's an excuse that Dumbledore doesn't want him to use to cast the Imperius Curse on his students.

Until he had just seen Snape make the gesture of putting on a monocle.

That elegance, that calmness, and a smile, everything is wrong.

Snape was notoriously procrastinating, he couldn't do that kind of move, let alone smile like that, and it was clear that something had just influenced or controlled Snape.

Barty Crouch Jr. denies the possibility of a few people acting in his heart, there is no need for this.

If you really find out his identity, you don't need a few people to act, Dumbledore throws a spell to defeat him, and then whether it is a dementor or a truth elixir, Voldemort's mission will be exposed.

Let's just say that it's all true.

I thought that Nicks had just come into contact with magic and made potions that were not available in the wizarding world. A potion that can make a squib have the ability to cast spells, a potion that can restore youth and lifespan, how can this be a formula that a ten-year-old imp can discover, and it is normal to have a terrifying thing behind him to guide him.

Now the thing had reached him, but he couldn't detect the other's presence. Maybe you should write to the owner and ask if the owner knows about it.

Barty Crouch Jr., who was cranky, didn't notice that the Knicks had adjusted to the pain of a split soul and slowly stood up.

"How are you feeling?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's not a big problem, part of his soul is torn apart, it doesn't hurt as much as it just now, and the professor did take him away." Nicks replied through gritted teeth.

Dumbledore: "Moody, take Nyx to Madam Pomfrey, her potions will make Nyx feel better."

"Okay." Moody opened the office door and waited for the Knicks to get out.

The soul tear was very painful, and the Knicks felt like the world was spinning and it was hard to think.

After taking a few steps forward, he felt that the ground was full of potholes, as if there were traps everywhere, and he felt strange that he didn't find any pits when he came in.

In Moody's eyes, the Knicks walked staggeringly, not walking in a straight line, as if he were a drunkard.

Walking to the door, the Knicks almost fell, but it was Moody who pulled him in time to get him on his feet.

Snape wondered, "Moody, did he do the same when you used the Imperius Charm?"

"No, I thought he was normal, just unsociable. Now it seems that he was too quiet to be as happy as everyone else." Moody replied.

Snape nodded, and when Knicks and Moody were out, he asked Dumbledore, "Dumbledore, do you think the Knicks are out of threat?"

"I think you succeeded, Severus." Dumbledore said, "As for the Knicks, it needs to be seen, but this is a good start."

On the other side of the stairs, Moody said to Nix, "I know an expert in souls who can help you get rid of the pain of torn souls."

Nick was not in his right mind, and casually said, "Can he come to Hogwarts now?"

"No." Moody emphasized, "At least not recently, I am afraid that I will not be able to enter Hogwarts before the Triwizard Tournament." 藲礿尛裞網

"What then?" Nicks asked.

"You can go to him, I'll take you with me, talk to Dumbledore, he'll let him go, and can help you heal the soul tear." Moody said.

Knicks was about to say yes, but something was wrong in his heart and he said, "What's his name?"

"Ah, this, his name is better not to be said at Hogwarts."

"What......" Nicks suddenly became alert, even if his brain hurt excruciatingly, he found that something was wrong, whose name it was

Can't say it at Hogwarts, an expert in souls, healing soul tears, plus Barty Crouch Jr., only one person meets.

Voldemort!

If he didn't know that Moody was pretending to be Barty Crouch Jr., he would have believed it, and if he really went past Moody's, it would have been miserable.

Voldemort will take the mind first and get all kinds of potion recipes. Then know what the future holds.

Nicks couldn't imagine the future of wizarding in that situation.

Regardless of what will happen to Draco Malfoy, Harry is dead, and the day Voldemort will be resurrected is when Harry dies.

Knowing the future of Voldemort would never give Harry a chance to resurrect.

That's not all, he'll be cast a Imperius Curse and come back to help Barty Crouch Jr. on his mission.

Thinking of this, Knicks was covered in a cold sweat, and his brain was a lot clearer.

"What's wrong with you? Is it starting to hurt again? I think it's necessary to talk to Dumbledore now, and we'll go now and heal your injuries sooner." Moody's asked.

Nicks immediately shook his head, "No, thank you, Professor, I'll talk about it tomorrow, I just want to lie down and sleep now."

"Really, don't you really need to? You must know that it is better not to delay this kind of thing, it will leave sequelae." Moody's threatened.

Nix made an excuse to delay: "Professor, I'm afraid my current state is not suitable for phantom shifting, under normal circumstances, phantom shifting will make me dizzy, and now I am afraid that something will happen to me with phantom shifting, so forget it, wait until I get better."

"Does apparition make you dizzy?" Moody asked.

"Yes, Professor. Professor Lupin apparitioned me as if he had thrown me into the washing machine, which was very uncomfortable." The Knicks lifted Lupin.

"Washing machine?" Moody's wondered.

"A Muggle appliance for washing clothes." Nicks explained.

"Alright, go to the school infirmary first, Madam Pomfrey will take care of you, and I'll come back tomorrow." Moody's felt that he could not be in too much of a hurry.

The school infirmary was empty, and Moody dropped the Knicks here and left. Madam Pomfrey had given Nicks a sleeping potion, and she didn't have much to do with soul tearing. Just tell the Knicks that the pain will slowly decrease over time.

Nicks drank the potion and fell asleep after a while.

When he woke up the next day, he saw Neville binge-eating Hesse by his bedside. Tifa and Luna were also there, and they were pleasantly surprised to see him wake up.

"Brother, you're awake. Are you alright?"

Without waiting for Knicks to answer, Neville said, "I've said it all, he's fine, it's just that the stuff in his head is gone."

It dawned on the Knicks that Neville was the best healer. He'd just drunk the Doctor's potion, and he was able to sew up his soul, the only thing was that Neville was too stupid and had a better chance of messing up than curing.