Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

Everyone's eyes followed their fingers and looked at the vegetation in the distance.

Crouch narrowed his eyes and didn't quite believe what the two said.

"Then what else did you see?"

"It was as if someone was chanting a spell."

"Spell?" Crouch's suspicious eyes had already told everyone.

At this moment, he was suspicious of the two teenagers in front of him.

Mr. Weasley stepped forward at this moment.

"Mr. Crouch, he is Harry Potter, do you think he will cast the Dark Mark?"

"No, of course not."

The golden sign of Harry Potter successfully dispelled Crouch's suspicion.

In fact, everyone present understood.

The Dark Mark of this scale is absolutely impossible to be cast by an underage wizard.

And the only capable Lucas on the scene, this is absolutely impossible to be a Death Eater.

Everyone looked at the vegetation not far away again.

Looking at the dark environment over there, some Ministry of Magic staff retreated.

"Forget it, it's probably already Apparated and escaped.

This sentence has been recognized by most people.

But there was a voice that didn't think so.

"Maybe the person who cast the Dark Mark is still hiding there? The vegetation is very dense, and it is very easy to hide a person.

The speaker has a Brown beard and a pair of round glasses.

Both Harry and Ron knew this guy.

Cedric's father, Amos Diggory.

A man who likes to show off his son.

Amos separated the crowd and walked cautiously into the vegetation.

See his figure disappear.

Everyone's hearts became tense.

Everyone was afraid that someone would really emerge from the vegetation.

Suddenly, Amos' exclamation came from inside.

"Merlin, how is this possible!"

It can be heard from the surprised tone that Amos seems to have discovered something remarkable.

This made everyone present extremely curious!

"Who? Amos, who have you got?"

When Barty Crouch said this, his eyes were slightly nervous.

He was afraid that the person Amos had caught inside was his own son.

But I thought that before I left, I had ordered Shining to be optimistic about the other party.

Crouch's heart slowly fell back into his stomach.

Accompanied by light footsteps.

Amos Digory emerged from the vegetation.

In his arms was a small creature with long ears and big eyes.

The people present are very familiar with it, the house elf.

Any wizarding family with a little history will have these little guys.

"Merlin's beard, how is this possible!"

Mr. Weasley exclaimed and looked at Barty Crouch.

The other party's gaze was dull at the moment, and his skin, which was originally very white, had now completely lost all color.

For who cast the Dark Mark.

Crouch already knew it in his heart.

It's just that he can't say it.

So he looked at the elf in Amos' arms.

"Winky?"

Colleagues from the Ministry of Magic also looked at Crouch at this moment.

Everyone is not blind.

The pillowcase the house-elf is wearing has the Crouch family crest prominently on it.

"Impossible!" Crouch said in disbelief.

Then he walked towards the vegetation in the distance.

Seeing this, Amos persuaded: "It's useless Mr. Crouch, there's nothing there anymore.

Crouch ignored it and insisted on walking into the vegetation to investigate.

Others may just think Barty Crouch is having a hard time accepting the outcome.

But Lucas does.

The other party probably wanted to enter the vegetation to confirm whether his son was hidden inside.

House-elves? To most wizarding families, they're nothing more than slaves.

Who cares if a slave lives or dies?

The wildly shaking vegetation confirmed Lucas' guess.

Others were a little embarrassed when they saw this.

Especially Amos Diggory.

He looked at the unconscious elf in his arms and whispered: "This is too embarrassing, the house elf of the Barty Crouch family, it actually..."

"It's not going to work out, Amos." Mr. Weasley interrupted.

Barty Crouch was a strong contender for minister.

He's not bad at the Ministry of Magic.

Especially after Dayi killed his relatives, although his official career was affected, he gained the favor of everyone in the Ministry of Magic.

Arthur · Weasley is one of them.

"Amos, you should understand that a house-elf cannot cast the Dark Mark, it doesn't have a wand!"

"It has, Arthur!"

Seeing the wand appearing in Amos' hand.

Mr. Weasley opened his mouth, but eventually fell silent.

Now even he couldn't find any reason to excuse Winky.

Just then, Crouch walked back from the vegetation.

Seeing the wand in Amos' hand, he said with a cold face.

"Let's listen to what Winky said first.

"Recover quickly!"

The spell hit Winky, and it quickly awoke from a coma.

I saw wizards all around me.

Winky folded her big ears.

It seems to be very afraid of being here.

Amos Digory wasn't going to wait for a pixie to ease his mood.

"Winky, you should know who I am! I'm an employee of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

"Now I need you to answer me, did you cast the Dark Mark?"

Winky follows Amos' finger and looks up at the sky.

There was fear in its large eyes.

"I, I don't have Mr. Winky, Winky is a good elf, Winky didn't turn magic."

After saying these words, Winky hurriedly looked at her master.

But when he saw Barty Crouch's cold eyes.

It seems to understand something.

"Winky, it's unbelievable, I let you stay in the tent, but you disobeyed my orders, maybe I should give you a dress?"

Hear what Crouch said.

Twinkle burst into tears: "Don't want clothes, Wink doesn't want clothes, Master, Wink is a good elf, please trust Wink."

The elf's pitiful cries echoed through the woods.

Hermione frowned, leaned closer to Lucas and whispered: "Isn't there a flashback spell? Why do these people prefer to talk here instead of casting spells.

"That's what's wrong with the Ministry of Magic."

The voices of the two were small.

But it was still heard by Amos.

"Ma'am, what are you whispering?"

Amos glanced at Hermione with disdain.

Although it is well hidden by him.

But it was still noticed by the careful Lucas.

Wizards are good at identifying bloodlines.

They can easily tell whether a person is pure-blood, half-blood or Muggle-born with just one look.

Lucas felt that this identification method was even more unscientific than divination.

Hermione didn't think about it that much.

She took a step forward and said to everyone: "As long as you use the flashback spell on that wand, you will know whether that wand casts the Dark Mark.

"Oh? Miss, can I ask you a favor?"

After Amos finished speaking, he handed the wand in his hand to Hermione.

"certainly!"

Hermione drew her wand and brought the two wands together.

"Flash back to the previous curse!"

Green's Dark Mark loomed where the two wands met.

Seeing this, Amos shouted loudly to Winky: "The evidence is solid, elf."

"Quickly tell me, who ordered you to cast the Dark Mark, and where did you get this wand?"

"Sorry, that border is mine!"

Pooh!

Lucas couldn't help laughing.

The savior classmate really wants to join in no matter what the excitement is.

Seeing the famous Harry Potter stand up.

Harry saw many adult wizards staring at him.

Swallowing nervously, he tightly grasped the hem of his clothes with both hands at his side.

"That's my wand. I lost it when I went into the woods."

Everyone was quiet for a few seconds.

Amos looked at the wand in his hand and motioned to Harry.

When he saw the other party nodding in affirmation again, he immediately looked back at Shining and shouted.

"Did you steal Mr. Potter's wand and cast the Dark Mark?"

Winky shook her head desperately.

Bound by the contract, it cannot say anything about its master.

If 380 Guo Xingyan said that he came to the World Cup site this time to guard the little Crouch.

I am afraid that the truth will be revealed immediately.

Because everyone knows it.

Barty Crouch II is an out-and-out fanatical Death Eater.

And the other party should have died in Azkaban many years ago.

pity.

Winky is destined to take the blame for her master.

Crouch's eyes gradually became cold.

He looked at poor Winky and said, "Winky, it looks like I need to send you to Azkaban before you can tell the truth.

Hear Azkaban.

Shining's eyes widened, filled with fear.

Hermione tightened her hold on Lucas' hand.

She couldn't bear it and said: "I also heard a little sound at that time, the sound of chanting a spell is not like Shining."

Lucas looked at the little witch: "Want to help it?"

Hermione nodded: "Unfortunately, I'm just a student now, and I will definitely enter the Ministry of Magic in the future to help elves change their status."

"No need later, I can help you now, just as I also find some people very unpleasant."

After Lucas finished speaking, he looked at the triumphant Amos Diggory.

He will never forget the way the other party looked at Hermione just now.

Just a Common employee of the Ministry of Magic, how dare he look down on his girlfriend?

Let go of the little witch's hand.

Lucas strolled over to the arguing crowd.

"Sorry, I don't understand everyone's approach. Is it so important who casts the Dark Mark?"

"Mr. Grindelwald, that's the Dark Mark." Arthur Weasley said with a frown.

Amos looked suspiciously at the approaching blond boy.

Lucas smiled disdainfully: "So what?"

After all, he waved his wand and pointed to the sky: the bones reappear!"

A green ray of light flew into the sky, and a first-sized Dark Mark appeared in the sky.

Looking at the two Dark Marks standing side by side in the air.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and looked at Lucas with a hint of horror. .