HP Magic Biography

Harry had a very heavy dream. In fact, overwork completely emptied his mind, and darkness is the eternal tranquility.

After an unknown amount of time, Harry woke up.

The warmth and fatigue made him unable to keep his eyes open, and he wanted to sleep again. It was still dark in the room, which made him think that the night was not over yet, and he hadn't slept very long.

Harry heard whispers next to him.

They'll wake him up if the door isn't closed.

What are they shouting? Surely nothing else happened, did they? Harry opened his eyes, which ached from fatigue.

Someone removed his glasses, and he could only see the blurred silhouettes of Mrs. Weasley and Bill nearby.

Mrs. Weasley was squatting. That's Cornelius Fudge's voice, she muttered. And Professor McGonagall's, isn't it? What the hell are they arguing about?

Harry could hear someone making their way to the hospital wing, making a noise.

It's a pity, but still, McGonagall— said Cornelius Fudge aloud.

You shouldn't have brought it into the castle, cried Professor McGonagall. When Dumbledore found out—

Harry heard the hospital door being knocked open.

Bill reopened the curtains, and all the other people by the bed, looking at the door, didn't notice that Harry sat up and put his glasses on.

Fudge strode into the ward. Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape followed closely behind.

Dumbledore's not here? Fudge asked Mrs. Weasley.

He's not here, said Mrs. Weasley angrily. This is a ward, sir. Don't you think it's best if you—

But at this moment the door opened, and Dumbledore walked quickly into the ward.

What's going on? Dumbledore looked at Fudge and Professor McGonagall and said, Why are you bothering these people? Minerva, I'm surprised—I told you to watch over Barty Crouch Jr.

There's no need to watch over him, Dumbledore, she said sharply. The gentleman has got someone to look after him.

Harry had never seen Professor McGonagall lose control like this, the color of anger showed on her cheeks,

Her hands were fisted, and she was shaking with rage.

When we told Mr. Fudge we had captured the Corpse Eater responsible for tonight's events, said Snape in a low voice, he seemed to feel his personal safety was at stake. He insisted on calling in a Dementor to accompany him Into the castle. He took it to Barty Crouch Jr.'s office.

I told him you would not allow it, Dumbledore, roared Professor McGonagall angrily, I told him you would never allow dementors to set foot in the castle, but—

My dear lady! roared Fudge, and Harry had never seen him so angry, As the Minister of Magic, I have the right to decide whether to bring bodyguards with me, when I visit a place that is likely to be dangerous...

But Professor McConaughey's voice overshadowed that of the rule of law. The moment that thing came into the room, she screamed, pointing shudderingly at Fudge, it swooped on Crouch and just...

Harry felt a chill in his stomach, and when Professor McGonagall was desperately trying to describe what happened, he understood what the Dementor had done—it gave Barty Crouch Jr. a fatal kiss, It sucked Crouch's soul out through its mouth - it was worse than death.

But he's still intact anyway, cried Fudge. He's responsible for the deaths.

But he has no testimony, Connelly, said Dumbledore. He stared at Rule of Law hard, as if this was the first time he was seeing him. He can't give evidence why he killed those people.

Why kill them? There's no doubt about it, is there? Fudge cried. He's a big madman! From what McGonagall and Severus told me, he seems to think he's doing this in order to obey— — the will of 'that person'.

Duke Voldemort ordered him, Connelly, said Dumbledore. Those people died only to restore Voldemort to his full strength. The plan has succeeded, and Voldemort has returned to their bodies.

Fudge stared blankly as if he had been punched hard in the face.

He blinked dazedly, then looked at Dumbledore again, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

He stared at Dumbledore, and began to ramble, No... that man... is back? Ridiculous. Dumbledore, come on...

No doubt as Minerva and Severus told you, said Dumbledore, we heard Barty Crouch Jr. confess. Under Voldemort's influence, he told us how he struggled from Out of Azkaban, Voldemort knew from Percy Jorkins that he was still alive - freed him from his father and used him to capture Harry, tell you, the plan worked , Crouch helped Voldemort return.

Attention, Dumbledore, said Fudge.

Harry was surprised to see a bright smile appear on his face.

You - you can't really believe that, you know who's back? Well, well ... Of course, Crouch may believe he's acting on orders from 'the man' - but to put that one Seriously, Dumbledore...

Attention, Connelly, I think this is the second time I'm reminding you. Dumbledore said lightly. Looks like you don't quite get it yet.

When Harry touched the Magic Cup of the Triwizard Tournament tonight, he was sent directly to Voldemort, said Dumbledore evenly. It's all true, but I don't mind explaining it a second time, if you can understand. Dumbledore glanced at Harry and saw that he was awake.

Dumbledore shook his head and said, I'm afraid I can't let you ask Harry tonight.

Cornelius Fudge's strange smile froze.

He glanced at Harry too, then at Dumbledore, and said, Are you going to take Harry seriously?

Then there was silence, broken by Sirius' barking. He raised his neck hair and grinned at Fudge.

If you don't mind, Fan Lin would think that Sirius finally started to evolve into a mad dog.

Abandoning duty without permission, and then grinning at the boss...

Um……

Of course I believe Harry, said Dumbledore, bright-eyed. I've listened to Crouch's confession, and Harry's account of what happened after he touched the March Unable trophy. Both would make sense of what happened after Percy Jorkins disappeared last summer thing.