Chapter 320: Barty Crouch II
My thoughts drifted a little farther away.
In short, a Ministry of Magic without the constraints of power naturally cannot control the expansion of power.
Naturally, the institutions of power would not be willing to spit out the power they had won during the war years.
For example, the Aurors would not voluntarily relinquish the three unforgivable powers that they could use without responsibility.
On the one hand, the war has just ended, and the fleeing Death Eaters are still dangerous, and on the other hand, the power itself is a spontaneous expansion of power that is not influenced by the will of individuals.
Today, the Auror Office informed the Aurors that they could use the Killing Curse, and tomorrow they will fight for the use of the Dementor.
The day after tomorrow, they will need the permission of the Ministry of Magic to use even the slightest inhumane interrogation method against the criminals.
The day after tomorrow, they even want to omit the trial.
Like Mad-Eye Moody, he has always been sarcastic about this kind of vain judgment.
In his opinion, what the Aurors wanted was to hunt down the Death Eaters everywhere without any restrictions, forgive them for that, it was Merlin's business, and all the Aurors had to do was send them to Merlin, and if they caught them in the living room, they would kill them in the living room, and if they caught them in the toilet, they would drown in the toilet, so that all the problems could be solved in the end.
And that's the attitude of the Auror office.
Other subordinate agencies of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, such as the 'Strikers' at the time (Elite Aurors, special forces of the wizarding world. Magical Law Enforcement Scouting Team, Wizengamot, Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, etc.
They are all growing like crazy, which is a bit like the CIA during the Cold War in the United States, because of their own functions, they can easily inflate themselves.
As Minister of Magic, Millicent Bagno has actually lost de facto control of this increasingly powerful institution, and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement has completely fallen into the personal hands of Barty Krach.
This is also the reason why, after Barty Crouch Jr.'s exposure was exposed, Barty Crouch's reputation plummeted and he was transferred to the Department of International Magical Exchange.
Because the Minister of Magic will not tolerate a subordinate who is more prestigious than himself, and a disobedient department.
And the people, who have already made up their minds, are not very willing to accept a warmonger as a minister.
Therefore, the prestige on the surface is only the calm surface of the Black Lake, and the deeper undercurrent down is invisible to Barty Crouch, who is now blinded by the limelight.
The purge of him began long ago.
"This trial doesn't really mean anything to Barty Crouch at all, and it will only have the opposite result." Miss Granger continued blandly.
"Why?" Harry and Ron asked, puzzled.
"A show." She said, "Although it may increase its prestige in a short period of time, it also exposes his cruel and ruthless side to the public, and it makes it clear to the Minister of Magic that he has absolute say in a department."
He is challenging the bottom line of the current Minister of Magic.
Millicent Bagnor had only been Minister of Magic for less than two years, how could she have given up power so easily.
Not everyone is Professor Dumbledore. β
Miss Granger looked at Barty Crouch's power-hungry face, and she felt a sincere look of disappointment.
Owen was right.
The Ministry of Magic sucks.
It would be better for the Ministry of Magic to be placed under the British Cabinet and under the direct management of the Prime Minister.
Anyway, the Minister of Magic doesn't need to go to the battlefield to face the enemy.
It didn't even matter if he had magical abilities or not, he just needed to be able to run the country.
So Mr. Prime Minister is more than capable of doing the job, isn't it?
I heard that the new Prime Minister of the Labour Party had just cracked down on a group of terrorists hiding in the British Isles, who had caused a horrific massacre on the North Island.
Hundreds of innocent Muggles from all over Europe lost their lives.
So far, it has become famous.
There is a tendency to become the most prominent prime minister of Britain since Churchill in World War II.
By the way β what's the name of the new prime minister?
Hermione frowned, the Daily Prophet naturally wouldn't report anything about the Muggle Prime Minister.
However, it seems that Barty Crouch has been deflated at the hands of the Prime Minister, and the Daily Prophet has published an article mocking the Minister of Magic, with the Prime Minister's name in it.
Jim Harry?
"Ahh Harry and Ron said in unison.
This provoked Miss Granger to glance at them.
In the moment of eye contact with them.
She remembered Owen's words.
"What I like most about them (Harry, Ron, Justin, etc.) is that they have a stupid look in their eyes, which proves that their heads are completely untainted by knowledge. With an empty head, a few casual words of agitation can shed blood for some noble slogan.
Especially Harry.
The name of the savior is a good thing!
He is a divine sword on the road to reform the Ministry of Magic, only the Minister of Magic can hold it, I am lazy, leave it to you, in the future to deal with those corrupt officials, pure-blooded dark wizards, only he can move forward. β
Although Hermione didn't agree with the second half of Owen's sentence, the first half - she looked up at Harry and Ron again.
He was right.
"This is just a memory of Professor Dumbledore, it is part of the history of the past, and you can clearly guess from the results of the present and extrapolating the source."
β.β
Harry and Ron pursed their lips with hollow, blank eyes - guess?
Guess what?
Guess what's going to eat tonight?
On the other side, the trial on Karkarov continues.
He's been spitting out several names in a row.
Antonin Dolokhov, Evan Rozier and many others.
But they were all refuted by Crouch one by one.
He has been in prison for six months.
The Death Eaters who were still active in the outside world were caught and captured, and those who were killed were killed, and the few he knew were very unlucky to be in these two ranges.
"I'm so happy!" Karkaroff's eyes widened, and he hurriedly smiled flatteringly, saying: "They all deserve to die!" It's deserved! β
"Hehβhe's so happy." Harry sneered, for Karkaroff's expression had a noticeable pause, from frustration to flattery, turning his face faster than turning a book.
"He's missing a few cards." Hermione's face became more and more ugly, because the names that came out of Karkaroff's mouth were all the most heinous dark wizards, and each of them had almost all the blood of dozens of Muggles on their hands.
These people were all published in the Daily Prophet in later generations, especially last year, when the Death Eaters were raging, and the newspapers listed all the crimes of the Death Eaters.
She'd read those reports.
It can only be said that people like Bellatrix, Rodolphus, and Anthony are evil by nature, cruel and easy to kill, and they can be regarded as human beings, and there are still others, which are purely humanoids.
What they do only proves the diversity of the human species.
"Maybe it's a good idea to use a truth potion." She gritted her teeth.
"Huh?" Harry and Ron looked at her in surprise, how did they feel that Hermione in front of them was becoming more and more European.
The two of them looked at each other.
They all saw similar assertions in the eyes of the other party.
Especially this year, her style of action has gone against the same as when she was in second grade.
"Anything else?" Crouch continued coldly.
"It's-yes! And also! Karkaroff's tone was really starting to panic.
Clearly, he was beginning to worry that his information would be useless to the Ministry of Magic.
He glanced at the door in the corner, and the two Dementors were no doubt standing behind the door.
Turning around and shivering.
Harry saw that fine beads of sweat had grown on his forehead, and his eyes became terrified, and he kept looking at the door leading to Azkaban behind him, and the two Dementors in front of it.
"And, and Traverse!" Karkaroff panicked, "He assisted in the murder of the McKinnons!" By the way, there's also Mulsebe, who specializes in the Imperius Curse and forces many people to do horrible things! Lukewood, a spy who provides useful information to mystery men from within the Ministry of Magic! β
As he said Lukewood's name, there was a whisper all around.
"Luke Wood!" Mr. Crouch nodded at one of the witches sitting in front of him, and she wrote on the parchment, "August Lukewood of the Department of Mysteries?!" β
"That's him!" Karkaroff said eagerly, "He's delivering information to the mystery man, and he has access to the Department of Mystery Affairs......"
"Okay, the Travers and Murseber you mentioned are what we already know." Crouch's voice was inaudible as joy or loss.
"Karkarov, if that's all, you'll be sent back to Azkaban, wait for us to decide......"
"Don't!" Karkaroff cried out in despair, but he could hear that his names had clearly not fed the power-hungry guy in front of him.
"Wait a minute, I still have it!"
In the firelight, his pale skin flushed slightly, a clear agitation, the scars of being restrained in his chair as he struggled.
"I still have, I know a name!"
Karkaroff's eyes were fixed on Barty Crouch. It's like a bloodthirsty snake coiled around a person's neck, ready to give the other a bite at any time.
"I know this man was part of the roundup, and that he also used the Drill Heart Charm." Karkaroff's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his voice gradually increased, "Tortured the Auror Frank Lombard and his wife. β
"Name! Say his name! Crouch asked eagerly. The eyes are even hotter than Karkarov's.
"Barty Crouch !!"
He yelled!
Then the entire courtroom fell silent.
Everyone looked at Barty Crouch, the head of the Division of Magical Law Enforcement on the judgment seat.
"The !! of the Two"
There was an uproar, and then the courtroom in front of the three of them suddenly dissipated like smoke, and everything was gradually disappearing.
They could only see themselves, and their surroundings turned into a whirling black mist.
Soon, however, the trial chamber reappeared.
Only this time the atmosphere suddenly changed, the three of them looked around, and found that the wizards around them seemed to have changed positions, and it was obvious that the two memories were not coherent, and they certainly did not happen on the same day.
The room was silent, and a weak woman appeared beside Crouch.
She clutched a handkerchief in her trembling hands and covered her mouth, sobbing incessantly.
And the face of the famous director of magic was no longer haughty now, and now they could only see a haggard, gray, and twitching of a green tendon on his temple.
"Bring it in!" His voice echoed through the silence of the courtroom.
Everybody looks at the door!
The door with the key to Azkaban.
The door in the corner of the room opened again, and six Dementors walked in with four men.
The Dementors put four men into four chained chairs in the center of the dungeon, and one of them, a stocky man, stared blankly at Crouch; The other, thinner man, looked a little more nervous, his eyes glancing straight at the audience.
A woman with thick black hair and long eyelashes, looking at her look as if she was sitting on a throne.
She is Bellatrix in her youth.
Bellatrix, 29, has yet to be tortured by Azkaban.
She looked quite pretty, with a thick jaw, thin lips, heavy eyelids and thick long eyelashes, as well as long, thick and shiny black hair.
Her eyes were filled with anger, but Miss Granger could see a hint of sadness in her deliberately crazy demeanor.
Perhaps she was grieving the loss of her master!
β.β
"Oh my God! I didn't even know Barty Crouch had a son! Harry said in surprise.
All eyes fell on the tall, thin boy who looked at the youngest.
Yes, Barty Crouch Jr. was only nineteen years old at this time, and he was not the same age as Bella's group, and the difference between the two was ten years.
"He'd rather not have this son!" Ron snorted, "This is the biggest stain on his life, the whole wizarding world knows that the Crouch family has a Death Eater, and his own son has cut off his future, and he has sent his own son to Azkaban." β
"Is he still alive? That Barty Crouch Jr.? Harry asked curiously.
"Dead!" Ron said, "Having died years ago, my dad had seen a group of Aurors carry his body out of the Ministry of Magic. β
"Dead?" Harry looked into the center of the courtroom, his eyes fixed on the pale young man with pale yellow hair.
He was about the same age as Sirius' younger brother, Regulus.
"Another wretch!" Miss Granger said coldly.
"Yes." Harry and Ron nodded at the same time.
After the Battle of Hogsmeade last year, Owen introduced them to some of Voldemort's most loyal men.
In addition to those who are already dead, those who are alive, the most famous Bella couple (her man was to death by Owen. Barty Crouch Jr. and so on.
The two of them were Voldemort's most loyal men.
Knows far more than the other Death Eaters know.
For example, the two of them knew Voldemort's real name, Tom Riddle, and knew that Voldemort was actually a half-blood, but they didn't care.
They didn't follow Tom because he proclaimed the supremacy of purebloods, and Owen had explained the complicated reasons to the young wizards.
To put it simply, Bella took Voldemort as her lover.
Barty Crouch Jr. treats Voldemort as his own father!
Barty Crouch Jr. looked at Bella: ???
It's not that Owen is being funny.
It was he who really regarded Voldemort as his own father.
This is inextricably linked to Barty Crouch's own son's education, and of course it is more likely that he was sent to Azkaban before he could be corrected in Secondary 2, and since then he has made a big mistake, and hatred has made him unable to forgive his real father again.
In fact, Barty Krach Jr. had a very understandable idea, grateful to Dade for the sudden kindness of a stranger, but blind to the true kindness that had been there for a long time.
Although this has to do with Barty Crouch's rigorous education, look at his grades at Hogwarts to know that he has passed all 12 subjects.
However, this is more about human nature.
People that! He will always humbly express his gratitude for the kindness of strangers, but he will think that those long-term care is a shackle.
Yes, after secretly becoming a Death Eater, Barty Crouch Jr. did have a time when he considered 'free'.
Even though he rebelled against his father like this, he made a big mistake.
The onlookers will not sympathize with him because they know the reason for this.
But there are still regrets.
If he could get a little normal education and become a good wizard with his magical talents, the Aurors would have been a breeze.
At the sight of little Barty, the delicate witch next to Mr. Crouch began to shake back and forth, covering her mouth with a handkerchief and sobbing, looking very sad and sad, and writing all her expressions on her face.
Crouch stood up directly, looking down at the four of them, with extreme hatred on his face.
He spoke clearly, but his body couldn't help shaking, "Your crime is so bad"
"Of course, if you can give up the names of a few of your accomplices." Until this time, this cold-blooded guy was still working for his power.
This made the onlookers extremely disgusted.
Hermione, in particular, clenched her fists and wanted to punch that gentlemanly guy.
"It's disgusting!" She said.
And hearing Crouch's voice, Bellatrix was the one who reacted the fastest.
She opened her mouth directly and said, "Fuck you, are you an idiot?" β
Simple mouth odor, ultimate enjoyment.
All of a sudden, Crouch's face was a lot more ugly.
And this sound also made little Barty Krach, who was pretending to be innocent on the side, almost not hold on.
He was pretending to be completely frightened, trembling, like a child who had done something wrong.
But Bella's scolding made the corners of his mouth rise uncontrollably, and he immediately lowered his head.
Then, in a voice that seemed to laugh rather than cry, he cried out pitifully, "Father, please."
Although he wanted to show the appearance of extreme sorrow, the tone was too strange, like the kind of person who wanted to laugh but held back and didn't mention it in one breath.
"It is a rare act of cruelty in a case before this Tribunal." Mr. Crouch raised his voice, drowning out his son's voice, "We listened to the accusations against you."
(End of chapter)