I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Standing in the tent, Fudge stared blankly at little Barty, and then at his father old Barty, completely dumbfounded.

Fudge really wanted to slap someone hard to prove that he wasn't dreaming.

But looking around, even Umbridge, who was usually the smallest birdie, hid far away, not wanting to be hit by him.

After all, this kind of thing is fun in bed, but it is insulting in public.

Fudge had nowhere to vent his emotions, so he could only stare at Barty Crouch Jr.

A person who has been dead for thirteen years has actually "resurrected" again. Who will believe it... Hey, wait, why are these words so familiar, it seems to have been said last year!

The Fudge is going numb.

First Peter Pettigrew, then Bar Tickrouch, these damned Death Eaters, resurrected in turn... How about playing? !

If the stimulation continues, if one day Rove suddenly tells him that Voldemort has also been resurrected... Fudge feels that he may not be shocked, and even wants to laugh!

Compared with the irritable Fudge, Dumbledore seemed much calmer. After he quietly listened to Barty Crouch Jr.'s explanation, he asked:

"Barty, is he telling the truth?"

Crouch didn't speak, Dumbledore just looked at him calmly, didn't say anything, just waited quietly.

After being silent for a while, Crouch nodded slightly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Yes, I did all that, Albus... I took my wife and went to Azkaban, and Ayesha took Polyjuice Potion instead of Barty Jr."

"Dementors have no eyes, they just smell a healthy man and a dying man walking into Azkaban, and a healthy man and a dying man leaving Azkaban... don't know , In fact, the bag was dropped."

"Ha!" Fudge laughed in a mocking tone:

"I always thought that the great Barty Crouch hated evil, had a tough personality, never compromised, and even regarded reputation as more important than life. I didn't expect that he was also a sanctimonious guy."

"I can't help it." Crouch said bitterly, "After Little Barty was arrested, Ayesha has been immersed in grief, and her body collapsed very quickly. No amount of treatment can cure her."

"That night, she begged me and said that it was a terrible and cruel thing for her son to die in Azkaban like this. She wanted to replace Barty Jr. with herself...I said she was crazy."

Crouch murmured softly, more like talking to himself than speaking to the few people present.

"Ayesha told me... She was going to die, and she had such a wish before she died, begging me to help her... If I don't agree, she will never forgive me."

Crouch's eyes snapped open, and there was deep pain in his hoarse voice.

"My wife and I have been separated for half of our marriage and fought for the other half because of work, but I've always loved her.

Before she died, she had such a wish... In the end, my emotions overwhelmed my reason, and I abandoned all honor... But I don't regret it. "

"Then you and your damn son will stay in Azkaban forever!" Fudge said viciously.

Crouch was not afraid, but heaved a sigh of relief. This lie had been with him for thirteen years, and it still often harassed him in his dreams. Finally, he could sleep soundly.

He looked at Rove, who was drinking tea a little far away, 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 an Oblivion Charm on her, permanently damaging her memory, and you... ruined her life. "

Crouch sat dazedly on the sofa.

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Rove, Dumbledore, and Fudge, out of Crouch's tent together.

"Unexpectedly, Crouch would do such a thing." Fudge was still chattering.

"By the way, Rove, how did you find out that Barty Crouch Jr. is still alive?"

Rove had already responded to this problem. He took out an eyeball from his pocket and said softly:

"I stumbled upon Barty Crouch Jr. while I was researching it at camp."

"Mad-Eye's magic eye...why is it in your hand?" Fudge was surprised.

"It's not Mad-Eye's magic eye." Rove shook his head, "This is the magic eye I bought from Borgin Burke, but it was broken at the time."

"I can confirm this." Dumbledore said, "When I was in Berlin, Rove asked me how to fix 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 just now.

Umbridge saw a few people chatting, she hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help interrupting the three of them, saying in a coquettish voice:

"Mr. Fudge, according to the time, the Quidditch World Cup finals will start at 7:30, but it's almost 8:00 now... Everyone is waiting for you!"

Fudge's face changed drastically, because of Crouch's matter, he actually forgot about the World Cup.

He said anxiously: "Quick...quick...let's go to the stadium!"

"You go." Dumbledore said, "I'll take Crouch back to the Ministry of Magic first."

"OK!"

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In the Quidditch stadium, deafening roars could be heard, like a pot of sticky porridge boiling.

This is the final of the Quidditch World Cup. It was really outrageous that the game was delayed for half an hour!

Therefore, nearly a hundred thousand wizards hissed and shouted, forming a huge noise.

As tonight's narrator, Ludo Bagman, sat in the top box, waiting for Fudge, while vividly describing the scene of Crouch's capture.

"When Rove said that Barty Crouch Jr. was still alive, Crouch was shocked, and he immediately drew his wand..."

"And then?!" Ginny hurriedly asked.

Ron, George, and Fred also listened intently.

"It was too late to say it, but it was too late, Rove punched Crouch in the face and knocked out all his teeth!"

Listening to Ludo's words, Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Barty Crouch Jr. still alive?

Harry had heard from Sirius not long ago that he had passed, so he didn't listen to Ludo any more, and instead focused on the Malfoy family.

Harry was surprised to find that Draco Malfoy hadn't come to the final!

This is very unusual! !

"Ludo, Minister Fudge is here!" Arthur Weasley reminded suddenly.

"Is it finally here?" Ludo stood up, walked to the door of the box, looked towards the ground, and saw Fudge and his party standing in the center of the stadium.

Fudge, who arrived in a hurry, didn't have time to go to the top-floor box. He directly pulled out his wand, pointed at his throat, and said out of breath: "The voice is loud!"

Then, his words echoed through the stadium like thunder.

"Let's get started... Ludo!"

Ludo got the order, and his voice echoed throughout the stadium, resounding to every corner of the stands.

"Ladies and gentlemen... welcome! Welcome to watch the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup!"

The audience finally stopped cursing, but burst into cheers and applause.

"Okay, without further ado, please welcome the mascot of the Irish national team!"

Seeing that Rove was about to walk towards the box along the stairs, Fudge hurriedly grabbed him and laughed loudly:

"Rove, just stand here and go up after watching the mascot's performance. This is the best place to watch it. It has a better view than the top floor box... There will be a surprise soon."

Rove nodded, followed Fudge to stand in the center of the field, looking towards the sky.

Immediately afterwards, with a "whoosh", a huge thing flew into the stadium, like a big comet.

It circled the stadium before splitting into two smaller comets, each heading towards a set of goalposts.

Suddenly an arching rainbow appeared across the field, connecting the two large, shining balls.

The crowd erupted in exclamations of "whoops, whoops," as if they were watching a fireworks display.

At this time, the rainbow disappeared, and the shining balls connected and blended with each other, forming a huge, dazzling...

Green Skull!

Rove stared at the green skull in astonishment, what kind of...surprise? !

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(Thanks to "Book Friends 20230306220833687" for the reward.)