Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

"Crouch..."

Anriel suddenly fell silent for a moment.

"He is... a person who is pitiful but not worthy of pity, hateful but seemingly unworthy of being hated by others..."

Barty Crouch.

A complicated man and his complicated life.

Iron-blooded, resolute, and power-hungry...

In that era when everyone was in danger and worried all the time, people like Crouch and Scrimgeour, even if their practices and methods were not correct, were needed by the public.

"I want to hear your story."

Luna looked up at Anriel with a smile in her eyes:

"Tell me about this complicated man and his complicated life."

"what……"

Anriel was not too surprised, as Luna's thirst for knowledge was sometimes not much weaker than Hermione's.

"Of course, no problem... But I need to give the tickets to our little friend first..."

Anriel pointed in the air, and a wisp of gray mist floated there, curled up into a ball.

Anriel pulled out a ticket, handed it over, and stuffed it into the gray mist.

Then the gray mist disappeared, carrying the tickets with it.

"It's a little trick called the Messenger. If you want to learn it, I'll find a chance to teach you."

Anriel took Luna back to the house to tell a story.

Tell a biography of a person who has become a thing of the past.

......

Barty Crouch is a tough, power-hungry guy.

I don't know if he is well aware of the truth that good will prevail over evil, or what, or if he still insists on his own justice in his heart...

In short, he has never supported Voldemort, and has always shown himself to be firmly on the side of the Ministry of Magic.

Based on what I "saw", even before Crouch died, before he took his last breath, he never gave in and was a tough guy.

Crouch was probably a staunch supporter of fighting violence with violence. After all, when he took office as the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the forces of the Dark World were rampant.

Moreover, Crouch allowed the Aurors under his command to kill people. Some prisoners could even be sent directly to Azkaban without trial and suffer endless imprisonment.

But you have to know that during that period, the dark forces had become the most terrifying sword of Damocles hanging over people's heads. People didn't know who would die in the next second, and who around them they could trust in times of crisis.

They were afraid that they would fall into the hands of the dark forces and suffer inhumane torture.

therefore……

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, violence for violence.

The approach advocated by Crouch undoubtedly ensures the value of people's emotional catharsis to the greatest extent, and also brings Crouch a considerable amount of support.

But... things always turn around...

......

Anriel paused subconsciously and looked at Luna.

The girl listened with great interest.

To be honest, Anriel's narration is definitely not mentally normal -

He described the torture of life imprisonment in Azkaban as enjoyment, and called Crouch's resignation, which was obviously unfavorable to the politics at the time, a turning point.

But Luna was oblivious - she seemed to understand.

I understood the teasing in Anriel's tone.

And recognize it...

Never mind, this is fine too.

Anriel continued.

"Crouch's son is a Death Eater."

Luna let out a small cry of surprise.

"So now the question is, a family educates their only child, but instead educates a Death Eater... can such a father continue to win the trust of the public?"

"I can't..."

Luna answered subconsciously.

"Bingo~"

Anriel snapped his fingers.

“So, Crouch’s position now is Director of the Department of Magical International Cooperation.

But this matter is not over yet.

Before Crouch was transferred to the Department of International Magical Cooperation, I don't know whether it was out of venting his anger or a dying backlash from his sense of justice...

He threw his only son - his own biological son - into Azkaban to live with the Dementors, or it could be said that this was what he deserved. Given the social opinion environment at the time, after Voldemort's fall, as long as one was a Death Eater, it would be a sure thing to throw him into Azkaban and sentence him to life imprisonment until he died.

Oh, right……

His son is also named Barty Crouch.

Anriel showed a hint of sneer on his face.

"It's a shame for the family, isn't it? Now comes something more interesting...

After being demoted and imprisoning his own son in Azkaban for a year, Crouch actually agreed to the request of his terminally ill wife...

A sickly woman was used to exchange the sickly boy in prison.

Luna opened her mouth in surprise, but said nothing.

"Is it ridiculous?

Anyway, I think it's quite ridiculous.

Of course, I'm referring to Crouch, not the mother who was willing to pay any price for her son.

I don't know how Crouch, who regards power as supreme and only power can change everything, can balance work and family, take into account his wife's emotions, and create a happy family life.

In short, although this behavior means that he really loves his wife...

But I think he and his wife weren't actually that harmonious.

Then, for the sake of his wife's last words, he released a Death Eater who was supposed to be tortured, abandoning all the hard work and perseverance of his first half of life."

Although Anriel didn't say the last sentence, his Luna already understood it.

For Barty Crouch, it is not only unworthy, but also ridiculous - he has lost his integrity in his later years.

Anriel laughed softly:

"Besides, his son is a genuine, die-hard Death Eater...

He also has a very good brain and strong abilities.

After he was arrested, he cried and made a fuss in the courtroom, shouting to his father, "Save me." He acted like a rebellious teenager who had gone astray.

But in fact?

This guy is very scheming, has a firm belief, and has extraordinary abilities that far exceed those of ordinary Death Eaters."

There was an inexplicable hint of appreciation in Anriel's tone.

"You sound as if you are short of people..."

Luna rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Anriel is indeed short of manpower now, but he also knows that what Luna said is that he is not short of elites now.

Although Luna had never actually seen Regulus do anything, from just a few words, she could guess Regulus's reliable ability to do things.

In terms of wisdom, there is also a thousand-year-old fox.

In addition, after actually seeing the resurrection process of the Resurrection Stone, Luna was sure that Anriel would never be short of elites.

"Relax, I just dug a hole in Voldemort's corner, and it's a very rare one, the mentally stable one - at least to me.

So I'm unlikely to recruit Crouch Jr., even after he dies."

Anriel waved his hand casually.

Luna nodded, and squeezed into Anriel's arms again, and together with him, quietly looked at the sunset in the distance.