"WOW, this is really shocking. I never expected that the prisoner would be our Director of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation Department, Mr. Barty Crouch."
"But if you think about it, you can understand. If you can teach an evil Death Eater like Barty Jr., what kind of good person would you be as a father?"
Barty Crouch Sr. was a strict man and serious in his work. More than ten years ago, when Voldemort was leading the Death Eaters, he advocated the use of tough measures to deal with him. He gained the trust of most people in the wizarding world and was a role model for almost all wizards.
Jealous of evil, hate and hate black magic, the nemesis of black wizards
Even though he had the stain that his son was a Death Eater, he killed his relatives and sent his son to Azkaban himself.
For this reason, he was also transferred from the position of Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation. At the same time, he also lost the power to compete for the Minister of Magic.
Throughout Crouch's life, it was remarkable.
Even Fudge, who was also a competitor, only guarded and suppressed him, and had great trust in his character.
But it was such a person who summoned the Dark Mark more than ten years later.
Could he be a Death Eater?
But this is incredible.
Barty Crouch Sr. lay there without any intention of refuting, as if he completely acquiesced to this statement.
'If the main criminal was Barty Crouch Sr., who were the accomplices? '
Terrifying thoughts arose in Fudge's heart, and he stretched out his trembling hands and pointed at the captured masked wizards.
"They. Who are they?"
Lifting the mask revealed familiar faces.
"Andy?!"
"Alola?!"
"Tisma?"
At least twenty of the thirty-eight masked wizards are employees of the Ministry of Magic. Although there are no officials such as directors or directors, many of them hold important positions.
"This, this, this."
Minister Fudge pointed at these wizards and could not say a complete sentence for a long time. His forehead was constantly secreting beads of sweat, which soon covered his entire face.
Even the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic and the Aurors who were following him had very ugly expressions.
Are there Death Eaters lurking in the Ministry of Magic?
The only one with a normal expression was the lion-like head of the Auror Office - Rufus Scrimgeour.
But this is because his face was injured during the war and caused facial paralysis.
what to do?
What else can be done?
All we can do is catch him! Judgment!
This matter must not be covered up, and there is no way to cover it up.
The Ministry of Magic is not the only one around. Because the black demon marks in the sky have been dispersed, many wizards have returned to the camp.
Many wizards saw Old Barty Crouch and those wizards.
It would be fine if there were only English wizards, but many of the 100,000 wizards were wizards from other countries.
"Screengeour, have your men guard them. See you in the Wizengamot in three days."
Fudge made the arrangement with a bitter look on his face.
When Scrimgeour's name was called, he only felt that one person was as big as two people. Obviously, this was not a good job.
There are a lot of people involved
"I will give you an explanation. Mr. Dursley, I will visit you when he has time. Now go back to the Ministry of Magic."
Fudge hurriedly explained and left with the Ministry of Magic.
Dudley smiled and watched him leave.
Some people may say that 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 the purpose of Fudge doing this, but Dudley knows that the guy did it on purpose.
What Fudge did seemed stupid, but in fact he was excluding dissenters.
Just as Dudley said, Fudge found him that night.
"Mr. Dursley, you will help me, right?" Fudge looked at Dudley pleadingly.
If it were just one or two, it would be okay, but if twenty positions were lost in one fell swoop, even an organization as large as the Ministry of Magic would not be able to withstand such a blow.
"Of course. You are our important minister."
Dudley looked at Fudge sincerely, and this look made him very happy.
"Minister Fudge, you can still do this in terms of details."
For Dudley, it was really a piece of cake for Dudley to deal with the downsizing of the Ministry of Magic, which was a headache for Fudge.
Although the number of wizards is rare, compared with ordinary people, the number of wizards alone is actually not many, at least more than the sum of demihuman races such as centaurs, giants, vampires, and banshees.
And not everyone can enter the Ministry of Magic.
This is the situation where there are too many monks and too little talk.
Again, if you don’t do it, others will.
So Dudley naturally arranged a group of 'seniors' to join the Ministry of Magic.
"One more thing, Secretary Fudge."
"Mr. Dursley?"
"I think Mr. Crouch may have been under the Imperius Curse. You'd better check here."
Dudley pointed to his brain.
"Being controlled by the Imperius Curse is easier to accept than having a heroic, tough director become a Death Eater."
"No matter what, he can no longer be your competitor, can he?"
"You can also get a powerful helper. Believe me, Mr. Crouch is more capable than most wizards."
After hearing this, Fudge only thought for a moment, then showed a smile like a blooming chrysanthemum, with all the folds on his face: "Of course, Mr. Dursley, you are really my best partner."
Being able to regain a powerful subordinate with little effort is a good deal no matter how you think about it.
Three days later, the Wizengamot
The Quidditch World Cup case goes to trial as scheduled.
Thirty-eight wizards were sentenced to different punishments according to the crimes they committed. Of course, all staff working in the Ministry of Magic lost their jobs without exception.
Death Eaters are absolutely not allowed or possible in the Ministry of Magic.
No matter what the truth is, at least that is what is claimed.
So these people must not stay.
They are just small staff anyway, so give up if you give up, as long as you can maintain the reputation of the Ministry of Magic.
Next is the trial of the main criminal in this case-Barty Crouch Sr.
Before announcing the verdict, Minister Fudge asked to test whether the other party was under the Imperius Curse.
So the Ministry of Magic invited top therapists from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.
After all, he is the director of several key departments in the Ministry of Magic. He is a powerful person, and his attitude toward wizards cannot be as casual as those of the previous wizards.
After examination by the therapists, a conclusion was finally drawn.
It was determined that Barty Crouch Sr. was in a state of being under the Imperius Curse, and it was very serious. The caster forcibly controlled it, causing a certain degree of brain damage to his brain.
After discussion among the members of the Wizengamot Congress, Barty Crouch Sr. was ultimately not escorted to Azkaban. Instead, he was relieved of all positions in the Ministry of Magic and fully accepted treatment from therapists.
After the treatment results are available, the real criminal will be found.
(End of chapter)
