"WOW, it's really surprising, I never expected that the prisoner would be our director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, Mr. Barty Crouch."

"But it's understandable to think about it, what kind of good person would be a father to teach an evil Death Eater like little Barty?"

Barty Crouch Sr., a straightforward and serious person, won the trust of most people in the wizarding world more than ten years ago when Voldemort led the Death Eaters for advocating the use of tough means to deal with them, and was a model for almost all wizards.

Jealousy, disgust and hatred of black magic, the nemesis of dark wizards

Even though he had the stain that his son was a Death Eater, he killed his relatives and personally sent his son to Azkaban.

To this end, he was also transferred from the position of Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to the Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, and also lost the power to compete for the Minister of Magic.

Throughout Crouch's life, it is remarkable.

Even Fudge, who is also a competitor, only embankments and suppresses him, and has great trust in his character.

But this is such a person, more than ten years later, he actually summoned the Dark Demon Mark.

Could it be that he was a Death Eater?

But it's incredible.

Barty Crouch Sr. lay there in place, without the slightest intention of refuting it, as if he had completely acquiesced in the statement.

If the main culprit is Barty Crouch Sr., who will the accomplices be? ’

A terrible thought rose in Fudge's mind, and he reached out with a trembling hand to the captive masked wizards.

"They. Who are they? ”

Lift the mask to reveal familiar faces.

"Andy?!"

"Alola?!"

"Tisma?"

At least twenty of the thirty-eight masked wizards were members of the Ministry of Magic, and while there were no officials such as a director or director, many of them held important positions.

"This, this. This."

Minister Fudge pointed at the wizards, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time, and beads of sweat continued to secrete on his forehead, which soon covered his entire face.

Even the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic and the Aurors who followed him had very unsightly faces.

Death Eaters lurking in the Ministry of Magic?

The only one with the usual face was the lion-like Auror chief of staff, Rufus Scrimgeour.

But this is because his face was paralyzed due to injuries sustained during the war.

What to do?

What else can I do?

Can only be caught! Trial!

This matter must not be covered, and it cannot be covered.

It's not just their Ministry of Magic around, as the Dark Mark in the sky has been dispelled, and many wizards have already returned to the camp.

Quite a few wizards have seen Barty Crouch Sr. and the wizards.

If it's just the wizards of England, it's fine, many of the 100,000 wizards are wizards from other countries.

"Scrimgeour, let your men watch them, and see you in Wizengamot in three days."

Fudge made arrangements with a bitter face.

Scrimgeoiard, whom he called by name, only felt that one head and two were big, and it was obviously not a good errand.

The number of people involved is a bit large

"I'll give you an explanation, Mr. Dursley, I'll visit you when I have time, and I'll go back to the Ministry of Magic now."

Fudge hurriedly explained, and left with the rest of the Ministry of Magic.

Dudley smiled and watched him leave.

Some people may say, Fudge clearly guessed the identities of these people, why did he expose them in public? Isn't this digging a hole for yourself?

Others may not know what Fudge is for, but Dudley does. The guy did it on purpose.

Fudge's approach may seem stupid, but in fact he is excluding dissent.

As Dudley said, Fudge found him that night.

"Mr. Dursley, you'll help me, won't you?" Fudge looked at Dudley with a slight pleading.

If it's one or two, it's okay to say, losing twenty positions in one go, even if it's as large as the Ministry of Magic, it's a bit impossible to withstand this kind of blow.

"Of course. You are our important minister. ”

Dudley looked at Fudge sincerely, and the look made him very useful.

"Minister Fudge, you can do this in the details."

For Fudge's headache, the Ministry of Magic's attrition was really a gesture for Dudley.

Although the number of wizards is scarce, compared to ordinary people, the number of wizards alone is actually not a lot, at least more than the subhuman races of centaurs, giants, vampires, and banshees combined.

And not everyone in the Ministry of Magic can get in.

This is the case with more monks and less porridge.

Again, the same sentence. You don't do it, some people do it.

So Dudley naturally installed a group of 'seniors' into the Ministry of Magic.

"One more thing, Minister Fudge."

"Mr. Dursley?"

"I think Mr. Crouch may have been under the Imperius Curse, you'd better check out his here."

Dudley pointed to his brain.

"Being controlled by the Imperius Curse is much more acceptable than turning a valiant and tough director into a Death Eater."

"He's no match for you anyway, is he?"

"You can also get a powerful helper, and trust me, Mr. Crouch is more capable than most wizards."

Fudge only thought for a moment, then smiled like a chrysanthemum blooming, and the folds of his face opened, "Of course, Mr. Dursley, you are really my best partner. ”

If you don't accept the effort, you can regain a powerful subordinate, and it is a good deal no matter how you think about it.

Three days later, Wizengamot

The Quidditch World Cup case went on schedule.

Thirty-eight wizards were punished differently according to their crimes, and all of the staff in the Ministry of Magic lost their jobs.

Death Eaters are not allowed or allowed within the Ministry of Magic.

Whatever the facts, at least the claims are true.

So these people must not stay.

Anyway, it's just a few small staff, and if you give up, you give up, as long as you can maintain the reputation of the Ministry of Magic.

What followed was the trial of Barty Crouch Sr., the main culprit in the case.

Before the verdict was announced, Minister Fudge asked to check whether the other party had been caught by the Imperius Curse.

So the Ministry of Magic brought in the top healers from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

After all, he is the director of several key departments of the Ministry of Magic, and he is a powerful faction, and his attitude towards him cannot be as casual as those wizards before.

After the therapists' examination, the final conclusion was reached.

It was determined that Barty Crouch Sr. was in a state of Imperius Curse, and it was very severe, and the caster forcibly controlled it, causing some damage to his brain.

After discussion among the Wizengamot councilors, Barty Crouch Sr. was not escorted to Azkaban, but was removed from all his positions in the Ministry of Magic and fully treated by the healers.

Wait until the results of the treatment are available, and then find out the real culprit.

(End of chapter)