Big Boss In The Harry Potter World

Just when Harry ran to the main staircase of the castle, Solim, who was lying in the dormitory, happened to see Crouch's name on the Marauder's Map, as well as Krum and Ronald beside him. The Marauder's Map has a shortcoming that is not a shortcoming - it does not display a person's full name. In addition to the surname, it only displays the Christian name, which is the first name, and the middle name is not displayed. Take our headmaster for example, Dumbledore will only show Albus Dumbledore on the map instead of his full name.

The disadvantages of the Marauder's Map, which were not considered shortcomings, caused some trouble to Solim at this time, making him unable to determine which "Crouch" he saw in the first place. Because the full names are not displayed, the names of Crouch and his son are both "Barty Crouch". Now if Solim wants to determine who the person next to Krum is, he must find the other "two" on the map. Seventy-seven" and "Crouch". Fortunately, Solim saw a fast-moving name among the many names on the map——Harry Potter. He was clearly running, which made Solim suspicious.

"Come on, Ashes." Solim stretched out an arm and disappeared in a flash of fire the next second.

"I remember this person is the referee." Krum looked at the crazy person in front of him, "I remember he seems to be from the Ministry of Magic?"

Ronald glanced at Krum and ignored him.

"Mr. Crouch?" Ronald called Crouch's name tentatively, but it had no effect. Crouch was now hugging a tree, muttering something unknown.

"I said, isn't he crazy?" Krum crossed his arms and took a step back.

..... Weatherby, after you finish this matter, send an owl to deliver a message to Dumbledore to confirm the number of Durmstrang students participating in the tournament. Karkaroff sent a message saying that there are twelve......"

Ronald leaned closer and heard the words Crouch muttered.

"Wetherby? Isn't that Percy?"

George and Fred teased Percy over the holidays over this incident, saying that Crouch couldn't even remember Percy's name. Ronald did know who Crouch was talking about Weatherby, but... the Triwizard Tournament had already begun... it was even over before the last event. Crouch was What nonsense are you talking about?

Ronald's meager magical knowledge was not enough to explain to himself the strange state of Crouch in front of him. But since Harry said he wanted to keep an eye on him, Ronald decided to do Harry a favor

Although he didn't want to be with a crazy person.

.....Then send an owl to deliver a message to Madam Maxim. She may also want to increase the number of students. Since Karkaroff's number has increased to twelve... let's do it. Weatherby, can you? Can you? Can you..."

Mr. Crouch's eyes bulged. He stood there, staring straight at the tree, muttering silently. Then, he staggered a few steps to the side and fell to his knees.

The sudden turn of events startled Krum and Ronald, and Krum even sent out his wand.

"Mr. Crouch?" Ronald tentatively took a few steps forward, preparing to help Crouch up.

"Dumbledore!" gasped Mr. Crouch. He rushed over, grabbed Ronald's robe, and pulled him to him, but his eyes were staring directly above Ronald's head. "I want to... see... Dumbledore..."

"Damn old madman!" Ronald tried to break away from Crouch, but Crouch was surprisingly strong and he failed.

"Take me... take me to Dumbledore!" Crouch's eyes were wandering around, but his words were more crisp than before.

"Harry has gone to find the professor! Can't you be quiet?" Ronald was still trying to save his robes from Crouch's hands.

"Don't just stand there! Come and help!" Ronald could only ask Krum for help at this time.

"This guy is crazy!" Krum pointed his wand at Crouch, "He is out of his mind.

"Thank you very much! I also know he is crazy!" Ronald tugged on his robe with both hands, "So - hurry up - come - help!"

"Hiss—" The hem of Ronald's robe was torn into two sections.

"You damn old lunatic!" Ronald got up from the ground in a panic. But then he found that Crouch's condition started to go wrong again.

"Thank you, Weatherby. I'd like to have a cup of tea after you've done that... My wife and son will be here soon, and we're going to a concert with Mr. and Mrs. Fudge tonight." Crouch was now hugging a tree again and starting to mutter.

"Where are you going!" Ronald noticed that Krum was about to run away and shouted quickly, "We need help here!"

"I'm leaving. This is your Hogwarts matter." Krum flinched a little at this time. He could see it now. The mental state of the man in front of him was fluctuating. He couldn't tell when he would start to go crazy. .

Just as Ronald was about to taunt Krum, he saw him fall down without warning. The next second, Ronald didn't even realize what happened, and followed in Krum's footsteps.

A figure appeared at the place where Krum fell. He did not lower his head to look at the two people lying on the ground, but stared directly at Crouch who was muttering.

He reached into his arms with one hand and took out a curved wine bottle, brought it to his mouth and took a sip. While drinking, his eyes did not leave Crouch holding the tree. After screwing on the bottle cap, he recorked the bottle. Entering the arms, the visitor licked his lips:

"Hello, father."

Crouch suddenly paused, panic began to take over his face, as if all his sanity had returned at this moment.

"It's you!" Crouch held the tree with one hand and pointed at the figure with a trembling hand.

"Of course it's me!" The person took a step forward. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves and shone on the person's 5.5-inch face with distorted features. A prosthetic eye was constantly looking around, obviously he was observing his surroundings. Case.

"My dear father, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?" Licking his lips excitedly, again and again, little Barty——now there is no need to refer to him by another name, Now he is Barty Jr., even if he is wearing Moody's skin.

"I should have let you die in Azkaban!" Crouch collapsed on the ground, leaning against a tree. He was extremely weak now. It was a miracle that he could escape here. He had no fighting ability at all.

"Mom will not agree." Little Barty looked at his father with a happy face, "Although I would like to...but unfortunately time does not allow..."

The tip of Barty's wand began to shine with a green halo, getting brighter and brighter. .