Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

There were no more clues for the time being, so Amanta had to tell Harry about what she had just seen with Little Barty and Winky.

Draco explained their identities and backgrounds to Harry.

Harry frowned more and more as he listened.

"You mean... the gray-haired Mr. Crouch who was talking to Fudge just now. His son faked his death and escaped from prison many years ago, but now he shows up here in broad daylight and wants to find Moody to ask where Voldemort is?"

"It's not swaggering." Amanta corrected, "Since Barty has been hiding for so many years, he must be very proficient in tracking and anti-tracking techniques. What's more, he asked Winky to follow Moody all the time, and even Moody didn't realize who was following him."

"If it weren't for the fact that little Barty had just heard the news and rushed over, and he was in a hurry and had to scold the house-elf, I'm afraid I would have been discovered by him a long time ago."

After listening to Amanta's words, Harry continued to frown and began to think.

"What about Moody? I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't think he has been killed by little Barty..."

Harry took a breath of fear.

Amanta shook her head.

"I don't think so. From what you told us just now, Moody should have disappeared around the time Harry and I disappeared, which was during the first half of the dance, and little Barty just got here a while ago."

Harry nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, the time doesn't seem to match up... But if Moody wasn't at the dance, where did he go? Oh, you just said you left the dance at that time--"

Amanta continued, "Yes, so... I have a bold guess. Since Moody came here to the dinner just because of us - Harry, you also said that he was staring at us while we were dancing."

"So, did he choose to follow me when I left the dance?"

Draco raised his eyebrows: "If that's the case... If Moody is really following you, then Moody is probably aware of Barty Jr.'s situation."

"If that's the case, he might take the initiative or tell the Ministry of Magic's Aurors about this information," Amanta analyzed. "Little Barty probably won't make a big move at the ball, but Moody might not."

Draco's face turned serious when this matter was mentioned.

"Whatever the case, I don't want them to mess up the ball - this is about the reputation of Malfoy Manor."

Amanta agreed, "So, we'd better find them before Moody takes action, and it would be best if we could bring Barty Jr. to justice. It's not a good idea to let a dangerous Death Eater like him wander around -"

"Speaking of this... I don't think I've ever mentioned something to you - my good aunt and little Barty were sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban because they tortured Neville's parents to insanity."

Draco said sarcastically.

Judging from his tone, he seemed to feel ashamed to mention this matter - which was not surprising. After all, although Draco's aunt, Bellatrix, was Narcissa's sister, Narcissa had never become a Death Eater.

After weighing the family relationships, Narcissa was more concerned about the situation of Lucius and Draco, but Bella was still fanatically following Voldemort, and many conflicts occurred between them - and the sisterhood gradually broke down.

The main thing is... it is too shameful for Malfoy that two distant relatives are both in Azkaban - probably only a Death Eater as loyal as Bella would think it is an honor to be in prison for Voldemort.

But this incident made Harry extremely united in his hatred of the enemy.

He had heard about Neville's story at Hogwarts a long time ago, not to mention that the experiences of Neville's parents were very similar to those of his parents.

"Damn it... I just found out that he is the murderer who tortured Neville's parents! He must be caught!" Harry said angrily.

Amanta began to think.

She looked around - there were so many guests wandering around the ball, where on earth should she start?

It would be too slow to search for the guest list and check it one by one.

Not to mention that people in the party were walking around, and many of them were strangers that they were not familiar with.

If she rashly asked about their identities, it would definitely alert them, but if she didn't ask, they wouldn't be able to identify many of them.

It would be better to start with people related to Moody and Batty Jr.

"Harry, do you remember what old Barty looked like?"

Harry raised his head and recalled it, then nodded: "I roughly remember it."

Amanta instructed, "Then find old Barty at the ball first, but don't alert him - keep an eye on his position, make sure he hasn't come into contact with anyone, and check to see if Moody has returned."

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Harry immediately turned and walked towards the crowd.

"Draco, please call Dobby." She looked at Draco.

Draco immediately snapped his fingers and called out Dobby's name, and Dobby appeared in front of them with a "poof".

Amanta instructed Dobby again, "Dobby, take a few house-elves and look for Malfoy Manor to see if there are any suspicious people. First, it would be best to find Moody, and second, find Barty Jr., a suspicious thirty-year-old man."

She thought for a moment and added, "Moody is a man with a lame leg and a magic eye after losing one eye. Little Barty is from the Crouch family and has an abused female house-elf with him."

Dobby's eyes wandered between their serious expressions, and he seemed to understand something, so he opened his big green eyes and nodded solemnly.

"Dobby understands! Dobby will definitely rescue that abused house-elf!"

"Do not……"

Before Amanta could finish her words, Dobby snapped his fingers in a hurry and disappeared.

She spread her hands helplessly.

"Well, that's fine... I hope Dobby doesn't mess it up."

"Then Draco..." Amanta looked up at Draco, "Since little Barty is also considered a distant relative of yours, you must know someone who has some blood relationship with him or may know him. Draco, you can go and see if their behavior is unusual."

Draco heard her words, but instead of running out to carry out the mission as excitedly as Harry, he raised an eyebrow at her.

"Amanta, why are you the one giving us orders?... Have you forgotten one thing? I am basically in charge of this banquet."

"Hmm? Do you have any other clues?" Amanta asked casually.

She was pinching her chin, thinking about how to quickly find the suspicious person among the crowd.

Batty Jr. has two choices.

One option is to change his appearance and become a stranger. After all, there are many people at the ball who don't know each other, which makes it easy for him to blend in with the crowd. But the disadvantage is that if he checks the list and there is no corresponding person - he will be exposed.

Another option is to use the Polyjuice Potion to transform into another person, but this method has a most troublesome disadvantage. He has to knock him out before transforming into the person, then drag him out and hide him, and then change into his clothes - and the dress is relatively complicated, so it will take him a long time to do this. Unless he has already put on the dress when he comes, and pray that no one has noticed what this person is wearing before.

"I have a list of all the guests entering today."

Draco held his head high in triumph.

"I know, but if it's just a list, it'll be hard for us to find out who they are - after all, we don't know these people." Amanta explained with a little disappointment.

Draco curled his lips and said, "You are still imagining with Muggle thinking. The list of the wizarding world is not that simple."

"Hmm? What's that like?"

Amanta immediately became interested.

Draco proudly pulled out a thick hardcover manual from his family crest ring.

“As each person enters the restaurant, this guest book automatically records not only their name, but also how they look and what they are wearing when they enter.”

"Look." Draco turned to the last page, on which was written Barty Crouch's name.

Amanta looked at the golden cursive letters "Barty Crouch" on the roster and sighed, "...The name Barty Crouch is really a cheat - if we don't pay attention, we will just think it's old Barty, after all, they have the same name for both father and son."

"It says: Barty Crouch, grey striped suit, dark red shirt, black mules, light yellow curly hair..."

Draco pointed to the list and read.

But suddenly there was a commotion in the party.

Many people suddenly looked out the window and screamed. Awakened by their voices, many drowsy wizards and witches also got up from the sofa and looked out the window blankly.

Amanta also followed their line of sight and looked out the several-meter-high glazed window.

Under the light of a bright moon, you can vaguely see several Thestral carriages driving towards here in the night sky.

A team of pitch-black Noctilucents glided in the night sky in an orderly and unified manner.

Harry also saw the carriages, he put down what he was doing and walked towards Amanta and Draco.

These carriages were completely black, and it would be difficult to spot them at night, but under the direct moonlight, the huge "M" logo on the side of the carriage reflected golden light.

——So Amanta and the guests saw it almost at first sight.

But unlike the Malfoy's "M", this "M" logo is designed to be extremely simple. The only feature that distinguishes it from ordinary letters is that there is a glowing wand standing upright in the concave part in the middle of the "M".

Obviously, this is——

"The Ministry of Magic carriage!" Draco exclaimed.

"Ministry of Magic?" Harry said in shock. "So many cars? Is Malfoy Manor on fire? Wait - is that Moody?"

He whispered the last sentence and tugged at Amanta's sleeve, perhaps to inquire whether his judgment was correct.

Amanta simply shrugged and patted Draco on the shoulder.

"I'm afraid your desire not to mess up the party—has failed."

She simply found an empty seat and sat down, pouring herself a glass of tomato juice.

Anyway, the people from the Ministry of Magic are here - there's no need for them to get involved in this matter anymore.

The only trouble is that they might seal off the entire Malfoy Manor and restrict the personal freedom of all guests until they find Barty Jr.

She waved at Harry and Draco, inviting them to sit over.

"Judging from the situation, Moody probably notified the Auror Office directly - maybe the entire office, or even the entire Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

Harry plopped down next to her.

"I always feel like...something big is going to happen today."

"Big deal? I think next... we can sit here and watch the battle of wits and courage between the Aurors and Barty Jr. Of course... the most troublesome people the Aurors have to deal with should be Fudge and Barty Sr. They will not admit that Barty Jr. escaped from prison."

Harry asked in surprise: "Fudge? Isn't he the Minister of Magic? How could he..."

Amanta leaned on the sofa, shaking the tomato juice in her hand.

"Didn't you read the Daily Prophet? Fudge is getting more and more confused now. In order to maintain his position, he will never admit that such a thing happened during his tenure. This is the first recorded escape from Azkaban."

Draco sat down beside them.

"Amanta's analysis is correct. I can't tell that you know a little about the Ministry of Magic." He nodded in agreement. "As for old Barty, let alone him, no matter what the outcome of this matter is, as long as there is evidence that young Barty is still alive, he will definitely not be able to escape responsibility."

Many of the visiting guests have already recognized that this is the Ministry of Magic's carriage.

They were mostly sober now and started talking to each other.

"It seems to be... the Ministry of Magic? What happened?"

A tall woman with a puzzled look on her face walked to the window.

"So many carriages...but the Minister of Magic and several directors are clearly here?"

Several people shouted, and then looked out into the crowd, trying to find Fudge and several of the Ministry's directors so they could ask them what was going on.

A man in a top hat complained, "Oh my god... I'm not going to find you! I swear, my boss's harassment fly syndrome has nothing to do with me--"

"I clearly paid back the three thousand Galleons I owed Old Lotter!" A short and fat man extinguished his cigarette in horror.

Some people panicked and tried to Apparate or leave through the fireplace.

But they all failed.

Malfoy Manor had originally been cast under an anti-Apparition spell, and judging by their reactions - it seemed that the link to the Floo Network had been temporarily severed.

Fudge pushed through the crowd in a daze and walked towards the window, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his small gray eyes immediately opened wide.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?... Even I, the Minister, don't know. I think there has been a lack of control over certain departments recently. They even dared to break into the party at Malfoy Manor... How audacious."