Chapter 85 The Dark Mark
Standing in the tent, Fudge looked at Barty Jr. blankly, and then at his father Barty Sr. He was completely dumbfounded.
Fudge really wanted to give someone a slap in the face to prove that he was not dreaming.
But looking around, even Umbridge, who was usually the most lovable person, was hiding far away, not wanting to be beaten by him.
After all, this kind of thing is fun in bed, but it's insulting in public.
Fudge had nowhere to vent his emotions, and he had no choice but to stare at Barty Crouch Jr.
A person who has been dead for thirteen years is actually "resurrected" again. Who would believe it... Hey, wait, why are these words so familiar? It seems like I said them last year!
The Fudge people are going crazy.
First Peter Pettigrew, and then Barbarouch Jr., these damn Death Eaters were resurrected in turn... How about playing? !
If the excitement continues like this, if one day Rolf suddenly tells him that Voldemort has been resurrected... Fudge feels that he may be calm and even want to laugh!
Compared to the irritable Fudge, Dumbledore seemed much calmer. After quietly listening to Barty Crouch Jr.'s explanation, he asked:
"Barty, is he telling the truth?"
Crouch said nothing, and Dumbledore just looked at him calmly, saying nothing, just waiting quietly.
After a while of silence, Crouch nodded slightly and said in a hoarse voice:
"Yes, I did all that, Albus... I took my wife with me and went to Azkaban. Ayesha took Polyjuice Potion to replace Barty Jr."
"Dementors have no eyes. They only smelled a healthy person and a dying person walking into Azkaban, and they smelled a healthy person and a dying person leaving Azkaban... and they didn't know. , in fact, it was a package swap.”
"Ha!" Fudge said with a mocking tone:
"I always thought that the great Barty Crouch was ruthless, tough, uncompromising, and even regarded his reputation as more important than his life. Unexpectedly, he was also a sanctimonious guy."
"I can't help it." Crouch said with bitterness. "After little Barty was arrested, Ayesha has been immersed in grief. Her body collapsed very quickly. No matter how she treats it, she can't be cured."
"That night, she begged me and said how terrible and cruel it was for her son to die in Azkaban when he was still young. She wanted to replace Barty Jr. with herself... I said she was crazy."
Crouch whispered softly, more like talking to himself than to everyone present.
"Ayesha told me...she was going to die, and she had this wish before she died, asking me to help her...if I didn't agree, she would never forgive me."
Crouch's eyes suddenly opened, and there was deep pain in his hoarse voice.
“My wife and I have spent half of our marriage separated and the other half fighting because of work, but I’ve always loved her.
She had just such a wish before she died... In the end, my emotions overcame my reason, and I abandoned all my honor... But I have no regrets. "
"Then you and your damn son will stay in Azkaban forever!" Fudge said fiercely.
Crouch was not afraid, but instead breathed a sigh of relief. This lie had been with him for thirteen years and still harassed him in his dreams from time to time. He could finally sleep well.
He looked at Luo Fu, who was sitting a little further away drinking tea, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Mr. Scamander, I apologize for my previous rudeness."
Rove shook his head and said calmly: "Crouch, you shouldn't apologize to me, you should apologize to Bertha Jorkins.
You cast a forgetting spell on her, causing permanent damage to her memory. You...ruined her life. "
Crouch sat sluggishly on the sofa.
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Rolf, Dumbledore and Fudge walked out of Crouch's tent together.
"I can't believe that Crouch would do such a thing." Fudge was still chattering.
"By the way, Rolf, how did you find out that Barty Crouch Jr. was still alive?"
Luofu had already dealt with this problem. He took out an eyeball from his pocket and whispered:
"I was working on it at camp and I happened to see Barty Crouch Jr."
"Mad-Eye's magic eye...how come you have it in your hand?" Fudge looked surprised.
"It's not Mad-Eye's magic eye." Rolf shook his head. "This is the magic eye I bought from Borgin Burke's store, but it was already broken at the time."
"I can confirm this," Dumbledore said. "When we were in Berlin, Rolf even asked me for advice on how to repair it."
It turned out that the discovery of Barty Crouch Jr. was just a pure coincidence... Fudge breathed a sigh of relief. He almost thought that the boy knew everything.
Umbridge saw several people chatting, but she hesitated to speak. Finally, she couldn't help interrupting the three of them, and said in a low voice:
"Mr. Fudge, according to the time, the Quidditch World Cup final will start at half past seven, but it is almost eight o'clock now... everyone is waiting for you!"
Fudge's expression changed drastically. Because of Crouch's incident, he actually forgot about the World Cup.
He said extremely anxiously: "Quick... quick... let's go to the stadium!"
"You go ahead." Dumbledore said, "I will take Crouch back to the Ministry of Magic first."
"OK!"
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Inside the Quidditch stadium, a deafening roar could be heard, like a pot of sticky porridge boiling.
This was the Quidditch World Cup final, and it was delayed for half an hour. It was indeed a very outrageous thing!
So, the boos and shouts of nearly 100,000 wizards formed a huge noise.
As the commentator of tonight, Ludo Bagman sat in the top box, waiting for Fudge, while vividly describing the scene of Crouch's capture.
"When Rolf said that Barty Crouch Jr. was still alive, Crouch was shocked and immediately drew his wand..."
"Then what?!" Ginny asked hurriedly.
Ron, George and Fred were also listening attentively.
"As soon as he said it, Rolf punched Crouch in the face and knocked out all his teeth!"
Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy listened to Ludo's words, looked at each other, and saw shock in each other's eyes.
Barty Crouch Jr. is still alive?
Harry had heard about what happened from Sirius not long ago. He didn't listen to Ludo's words anymore, but instead focused all his attention on the Malfoy family.
Harry was surprised to find that Draco Malfoy didn't come to watch the final!
This is unusual! !
"Ludo, Minister Fudge is here!" Arthur Weasley suddenly reminded.
"Is he finally here?" Ludo stood up, walked to the door of the box, and looked down at the ground. Sure enough, he saw Fudge and his group standing in the center of the stadium.
Fudge, who had hurried over, had no time to go to the top box. He directly pulled out his wand, pointed at his throat, and said breathlessly: "Loud voice!"
Then, his words resounded throughout the stadium like thunder.
"Let's get started... Ludo!"
Ludo received the order, and his voice also echoed in the stadium, loudly reaching every corner of the stands.
"Ladies and gentlemen... Welcome! Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Final!"
The audience finally stopped cursing and burst into cheers and applause.
"Okay, enough chit-chat, please welcome the mascot of the Irish national team!"
Fudge saw Rove preparing to walk down the stairs to the box, so he quickly grabbed him and laughed loudly:
"Rove, just stand here and watch the mascot's performance before going up. This is the best place to watch, with a better view than the top box... There will be a surprise later."
Rove nodded, followed Fudge to stand in the middle of the field and looked up at the sky.
Then, with a "whoosh", a huge thing flew into the stadium, like a big comet.
It flew around the stadium, then split into two smaller comets, each rushing towards a set of goal posts.
An arched rainbow suddenly appeared across the stadium, connecting the two flashing balls.
The crowd burst into exclamations of "Ahhhh", as if they were watching a fireworks show.
At this time, the rainbow disappeared, and the flashing balls connected and blended with each other, forming a huge, dazzling...
Green skull!
Rove looked at the green skull in astonishment. This is a fucking...surprise? !
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