Together [HP]

"Hello, Professor Moody, or should I call you Mr. Barty Crouch Jr.?" Jacqueline asked with a smile, seemingly not aware of her danger at all.

"Jacqueline Graham!" Moody looked completely out of control, looking down at Harry and Jacqueline and grinning grinningly.

"It is very well done, Graham! The Dark Lord failed to kill you, you two! And I did it for him, how will he reward me. I gave him you, Harry Potter , you were what he needed most for his resurrection, and then he killed you for him. And you, Graham, your family is what the Dark Lord wanted most! And all his helpers failed, and only you are left , killing you, I will get more honor than any other Death Eater, and I will become his favorite confidant... closer than his son..."

"Maybe." Jacqueline raised her eyebrows, and she hugged her chest. "Just, Mr. Crouch, don't you want to know? Don't you want to know why your master sent you to Hogwarts?"

"Because the Dark Lord and I have a lot in common," laughed Moody, "and he knows my allegiance! He knows that we both had very disappointing fathers... extremely disappointing. We all inherited a father in disgrace." We all happily...very happily...killed our own father to ensure the Dark Lord's reign!"

"You're crazy," Harry couldn't help saying, "You're crazy!"

"You're wrong." Jacqueline shook her head regretfully, "And it's ridiculously wrong," she said as she glanced at the magic mirror. Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape were about to leave the door Now, she just had to insist a little longer, "He wanted you dead, he knew Dumbledore would find out, he never wanted you back, you were just one of his outcasts. But Harry was right ,"

Jacqueline looked at the magic mirror, and Dumbledore had already raised his wand outside, "You're a madman, good luck." She said with a smile, and then knelt down with her head in her arms.

"Dizzy!" A dazzling red light, accompanied by the loud sound of wood breaking, the door of Moody's office was rushed open.

Moody fell flat on his face.Harry was still staring at the spot where Moody's face had been, seeing Albus Dumbledore, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall looking at him through the magic mirror.Jacqueline rose from the ground to see the three of them standing in the doorway, with Dumbledore in front, wand in hand.

In that moment, for the first time, Jacqueline fully understood why it was said that Dumbledore was the only wizard Voldemort was afraid of.The look on Dumbledore's face when he looked at the unconscious Mad-Eye Moody was so terrifying that Jacqueline could not have imagined it.Without a kind smile, there is no spark of happiness in the eyes behind the lens.Every wrinkle on that old face was filled with cold anger.A power radiated from Dumbledore, as if he were burning with heat.

He walked into the room, slipped one foot under Moody, and turned him over, exposing his face.Snape followed in, looked at the magic mirror on the wall, his face was still looking into the room in the mirror, then he looked at Jacqueline, Jacqueline was sweating profusely, she suddenly wished she had just Hit and passed out.Professor McGonagall walked straight towards Harry.

"Come on, Potter," she said softly, her thin lips quivering as if she was about to cry, "come with me...to the hospital..."

"No." Dumbledore said firmly.

"He will stay, Minerva, because he needs to understand," said Dumbledore simply. "Understanding is the first step in acceptance, and only after acceptance can heal. He needs to know who made him go through what he is today." The ordeal of the night, and why it happened."

"Moody," Harry said, but he still couldn't quite believe it. "How could it be Moody?" He looked at Jacqueline. "You, you called him just now, little Crouch?"

"That's certainly not Alastor Moody," said Dumbledore quietly. "You don't know Alastor Moody, Harry. The real Moody won't take you from me after what happened tonight." As soon as he took you away, I knew it, so I followed. As for you, Jacqueline, when did you know he was a fake?"

"I just figured it out, Headmaster." Jacqueline bent slightly towards Dumbledore, "Now can I ask you to check the keys on him?" She said, picking her chin at the box beside her, "I just Locked Miss Hermione Granger in."

Professor McGonagall was taken aback and his eyes widened.

Bending down, Dumbledore drew a curved bottle and a bunch of keys from the stunned Moody.Then he turned to Professor McGonagall and Snape.

"Severus, please go get your most powerful veritaserum, and go to the kitchen and find a house-elf named Winky. Minerva, please go to Hagrid's house, his pumpkin There's a big black dog in the field. You take that dog to my office, tell him I'll be there in a minute, and then you come back here."

Snape and McGonagall might have found these instructions strange, but they didn't show it.The two immediately turned and left.Dumbledore walked up to a box with seven locks, inserted the first key into the lock, and opened the box. Inside was a pile of spell books.Dumbledore closed the box, inserted the second key into the second lock, and opened it again. Hermione walked out of it immediately, shaking all over, "Principal Dumbledore, it's me, it's me!" brought Jacqueline here."

Dumbledore raised a slender finger to stop her, then put the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth keys in the interstellar lock, opened the box, and the things that appeared each time were different.Finally he put the seventh key in the lock and lifted the lid, and both Harry and Hermione screamed.

The bottom of the box turned out to be a big pit, like a basement.On the floor about three meters deep lay a person, skinny as a stick, as if asleep.It's the real Mad-Eye Moody.His wooden legs were gone, the magic eye was hollow under the eyelids, and several strands of his gray hair were missing.Harry and Hermione looked at Moody sleeping soundly at the bottom of the box, and at Moody unconscious on the office floor, in amazement.

Dumbledore climbed into the trunk and fell gently beside Moody, who was sleeping, leaning over to look at him.

"Knocked out, Imperius Cursed, very weak," he said. "They need to keep him alive, of course. Harry, throw off the fake Moody cloak, he's freezing. Need to turn him in." To Madam Pomfrey, but there is no danger to her life yet."

Harry complied.Dumbledore threw the cloak over Moody, covered him tightly, and climbed out of the box.He picked up the curved wine bottle on the table, unscrewed the cap, turned the bottle upside down, and a stream of viscous liquid spilled on the floor of the office.

"Poison Potion," said Dumbledore, "see how simple and ingenious it is. Moody is notorious for drinking only from the curved decanter he carries with him. Of course, you should have thought of all that." Come on, Miss Graham." Dumbledore looked at Moody in the box and said, "Look at his hair, it has been cut for a year. If you don't mind, would you like to tell me how you are tonight did something?"

"I did suspect that he was a fake from a long time ago, Principal." Jacqueline nodded, "But the specific reason, which involves our family, I can't tell you, Principal."

Dumbledore nodded to her and let her continue, "Tonight, during the game tonight, I suddenly had a very strong premonition, so I went to Miss Granger." Jacqueline calmly Said calmly, "Then we made a theory together that we think can explain what happened this year." Jacqueline said and looked at Hermione, "Miss Granger suggested that I tell you this theory and stop the game .”

"But you didn't," said Dumbledore.

"I haven't." Jacqueline nodded slowly.

Harry felt a breath in his throat, and if, if she had gone to the headmaster then, perhaps Voldemort would not have come back to life, and Digory would not have died.

"We don't have any proof, Headmaster. I don't think you would suspect a former Auror, a professor, just because of a student's theory."

"So, you decided to come here with Miss Granger to find evidence?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

Harry looked at them, wondering how they managed to keep their peace of mind now, they seemed to be discussing something that had nothing to do with him, but Digory was dead!There is also an Auror imprisoned.And now there was a Death Eater lying on the ground.

"It was me, Professor, who brought her here," whispered Hermione. "I thought we'd be able to find more Polyjuice Potion here."

Dumbledore glanced at the two of them, and Jacqueline saw the smile flickering on the corner of his mouth, she shook her head, thinking that she must be dazzled, "You two have indeed experienced a lot tonight, I want you to Say, no less than Harry."

"We can go back to our lounge now," Jacqueline said hastily.

"No," Dumbledore pulled out the chair in front of the table and sat down. "I hope you two can stay, if you are still interested in making sure your theories are correct." He said, staring at the floor Get on unconscious Moody.

The three of them stared at him too.Looking at it, the face of the person on the ground changed, the pain gradually disappeared, the skin became smoother, and the mutilated nose grew and shrunk.The long gray hair was shortening, becoming a pale yellow.Suddenly, with a clang, the wooden leg fell aside, and a real leg grew out.Then the magic eye popped out of its socket, and a real eye took its place.The magic eye rolled on the floor, still spinning around.

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor.Snape returned with Winky, and Professor McGonagall followed closely behind.

"Crouch!" Snape stood dumbfounded at the door, "Jr. Barty Crouch!"

"God." Professor McGonagall stood there blankly, staring at the man on the ground.

Scruffy Winky poked her head out from Snape's feet.She opened her mouth wide and let out a piercing scream.

"Master Batty, Master Batty, what are you doing here?"

She threw herself on the young man's chest.

"You killed him! You killed him! You killed the master's son!"

"He's just stunned, Winky," said Dumbledore. "Get out of the way, Severus, is the potion here?"

Snape handed Dumbledore a vial of clear liquid, the Veritaserum he had mentioned when he threatened Harry in class.Dumbledore stood up, bent down and dragged the man on the ground, so that he sat against the wall under the demon mirror.In the demon mirror, Dumbledore, Snape and McGonagall were still looking at them.Winky was still kneeling there, covering her face with her hands, trembling all over.Dumbledore opened the man's mouth, poured three drops of the potion, and then pointed his wand at the man's chest and said, "Resuscitate quickly!"

Crouch's son opened his eyes, his eyes glazed over, his cheeks slack.Dumbledore crouched in front of him, face to face with him.

"Can you hear me?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

The man's eyelids trembled a few times.

"I can hear you," he whispered.

"I wish you would tell us," said Dumbledore gently, "how you came to be here, and how did you escape from Azkaban?"

Crouch Jr. took a shaky, deep breath, and spoke in a deadpan tone.

"My mother saved me. She knew she was going to die and begged my father to get me out as the last thing she could do for her. My father loved her even though he never loved me. He agreed. They came to see Me, give me a Polyjuice Potion with my mother's hair in it. Mother has a Polyjuice Potion with my hair in it. We swapped looks."

Winky shook her head, trembling all over.

"Stop it, Master Batty, stop it, you will cause trouble for your father!"

But Little Crouch took another deep breath and continued in a flat voice.

"Dementors are blind. They smell a healthy man and a dying man walking into Azkaban, and they smell a healthy man and a dying man leaving Azkaban. My father secretly I took it out. I pretended to be my mother, so that no prisoner could see through the door."

"My mother died not long after she was in Azkaban. She never forgot to drink Polyjuice Potion. When she died, she looked like me and was buried as me. Everyone thought it was me."

The man's eyelids quivered.

"What did your father do to you when he brought you home?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"Pretend my mother died. There was a secret funeral, the tomb was empty, and the house-elves nursed me back to health. My father was going to hide me and control me, and he had to use quite a few spells to keep me under control. I After recovering my physical strength, I only want to find my master...to serve him again."

"How did your father restrain you?" Dumbledore asked.

"The Imperius Curse," said little Crouch, "I was held by my father, and forced to wear the Invisibility Cloak from morning to night. I stayed with the house-elf all the time. She was my caretaker. She sympathized with me, Convincing my father to give me special treatment sometimes as a reward for doing well."

"Master Batty, Master Batty," Winky covered her face and sobbed, "You shouldn't have told them that we would be in bad luck..."

"Has anyone found you alive?" asked Dumbledore softly, "except your father and the house-elves?"

"Yes," Little Crouch's eyelids fluttered again, "a witch in my father's office, Bertha Jorkins. She came to my house with a document to sign for my father. My father was not at home, and Winky took her into the house, and then went back to the kitchen to attend to me. But Bertha Jorkins heard Winky talking to me, came over to check, and from what she heard she guessed who was under the cloak. When my father came back , she asked him to his face. He cast a very powerful Amnestic Charm on her, which made her completely forget what she had discovered. The spell was so powerful that my father said it permanently damaged her memory."

"Why does she want to meddle in my master's private affairs?" Winky sobbed, "Why doesn't she let us go?"

"Tell me about the Quidditch World Cup," said Dumbledore.

"Winky convinced my father," said Little Crowe, still in the same monotonous voice, "and she talked him into it for months. I haven't been out in years. I like Quidditch. Let him go," she said, He can wear an invisibility cloak, he can watch the games. Let him get some fresh air. She said my mother would want me to go. She told my father that she saved me so that I could be free, not put under house arrest for life .My father finally agreed."

"It was very well planned. My father took me and Winky to the top box early in the morning, and Winky could say she had reserved a seat for my father. I sat there and no one could see. We came out after everyone had left. It looks like Shining is alone, and no one will notice."

"But Winky didn't know that I was growing stronger. I started to rebel against my father's Imperius Curse. Sometimes I almost returned to my own nature. Occasionally I seemed to temporarily escape his control. It happened in the top box. Like the big As if waking up from a dream, I found myself sitting in the crowd, watching the game. In front of my eyes was a wand stuck in a boy's pocket. I hadn't had a chance to touch a wand since I entered Azkaban .I stole this wand, and Winky didn't know it. Winky has a fear of heights, and keeps covering her face with her hands."

"Master Batty, you bad boy!" Winky said softly, tears streaming down her fingers.

"You took your wand," said Dumbledore, "and what did you do with it?"

"We went back to the tent," said Crouch Jr., "and then we heard the voices of the Death Eaters. Those who never went into Azkaban, who never suffered for my master, they betrayed him ...they're not in control like I am, they're free to look for him, but they don't. They only play tricks on Muggles. Their voices wake me up. My mind is clearer for the first time in years. I'm very angry , I took my wand and tried to teach these disloyal guys a lesson. My father wasn't in the tent, he went to free the Muggles. Winky was terrified to see me so angry. She tied me to her side with her own magic ...she dragged me out of the tent and into the woods away from the Death Eaters. I wanted to stop her and go back to camp. I wanted to show the Death Eaters what it means to be loyal to the Dark Lord and punish them Infidelity. I shot the Dark Mark into the air with my stolen wand."

"The wizards from the Ministry of Magic came and cast stunners everywhere. A spell was thrown into the woods where Winky and I were standing, breaking the bond between us and knocking us both out."

"When Winky was found, my father knew I must be nearby. He searched the bushes where Winky was, and found me lying there too. He waited until the rest of the Ministry had left the woods, and re-inflicted Imperius on me Cursed, brought me home. He chased Winky away, because she didn't look at me, let me get the wand, and almost let me run away."

Winky let out a desperate cry.

"Now there are only my father and me in the family. Later... Later..." Little Crouch shook his head, with a perverted smile on his face, "My master came to look for me!"

"One night he came to my house in the arms of Wormtail. My master learned that I was alive. He caught Bertha Jorkins in Arnia. He tortured her and made her tell a lot. He told them about the Triwizard Tournament, and told them that old Auror Moody was going to teach at Hogwarts. Master continued to torment her until he broke the Amnestic Charm my father cast. Bertha told him I was from Azka Ben escaped, and my father kept me in the house from my master. So my master knew that I was still his faithful servant, perhaps the most faithful of them all. According to Bertha's information, I The owner of the house came up with a plan. He needed me, and he came to my door at about midnight that day, and it was my father who opened the door."

The smile on Little Crouch's face grew stronger, as if recalling the happiest time in his life.A pair of frightened brown eyes peeked out between Shining's fingers.She seemed too scared to speak.

"Unknowingly, my father was put under the Imperius Curse by my master. Now he is under house arrest and controlled. My master forced him to work as usual, as if nothing happened. I was released , woke up, regained his nature, and gained the vitality that has not been seen for many years."

"What does Voldemort want you to do?" Dumbledore asked.

"He asked me if I would risk everything for him. I would. Serving him, proving my loyalty to him, was my dream, my biggest wish. He told me he needed a place at Hogwarts. He is to guide Harry Potter in the Triwizard Tournament, and do so in secret. He is to spy on Harry Potter and make sure he gets the Triwizard Cup; Portkey, to bring to my master whoever first catches it, but first,'

"You need Alastor Moody," said Dumbledore.His blue eyes blazed with fury, though his voice remained calm.

"Wormtail and I did it. We made Polyjuice Potion beforehand and went to his house together, and Moody fought back, loud and loud. We got him down just in time, and shoved him into the darkroom of his own magic box." plucked some of his hair and added it to the potion. I drank the potion and turned into Moody and took his wooden leg and magic eyes. Arthur Weasley came to ask who heard the noise When I was Muggle, I was ready. I made the dustbin circle around the yard, and I told Arthur Weasley that I heard someone break into the yard, and it started spinning."

"Then I packed up Moody's clothes and the Dark Arts detector, packed them in a box with Moody, and set off for Hogwarts. I cast the Imperius Curse on him, but it didn't kill him, I Need to ask him questions, learn about his past, his habits, so that even Dumbledore can't figure it out. I also need to use his hair to make Polyjuice Potion. Other ingredients are easy to get, I get it from the underground classroom Stealing the African tree snake skin, and when the Potions teacher found me in his office, I said I was ordered to search."

"Where did Wormtail go after you attacked Moody?" asked Dumbledore.

"He went back to my father's house and took care of my master while spying on my father."

"But your father escaped," said Dumbledore.

"Yes. It wasn't long before my father started to resist the Imperius Curse as I did, and sometimes he knew what was going on. My master thought he couldn't be allowed out of the house anymore. He forced my father to communicate with the Ministry of Magic, Said he was sick. Wormtail was negligent and let my father run away. My master guessed he went to Hogwarts. My father wanted to tell Dumbledore everything, to confess to him, to admit that he had taken me Something smuggled out of Azkaban."

"My master informed me that my father had escaped. He wanted me to stop him at all costs. I just waited and watched. I used the map I had from Harry Potter, the one that almost broke things." .”

"Map?" Dumbledore asked immediately, "What map?"

"Potter's Hogwarts map. Potter saw me on the map. He saw me go into Snape's office one night stealing ingredients for Polyjuice Potion, but he mistook me for my father." , because we have the same name. I took Potter's map that night. I told him my father hated Dark wizards. Potter thought my father was following Snape."

"I waited for a week for my father to arrive at Hogwarts. Finally one night the map showed my father entering the grounds. I put on the Invisibility Cloak to meet him. He was walking on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. When Potter and Krum came, I waited for a while. I can't hurt Potter, my master needs him. While Potter was running to find Dumbledore, I stunned Krum and killed me Father."

"No!" Winky wailed, "Master Barty, what are you talking about?"

"You killed your father," said Dumbledore, still in a gentle voice. "What happened to the body?"

"Back to the woods and cover it with the cloak of invisibility. I had the map on me, and I saw Harry run into the castle, bump into Snape, and Dumbledore came out. I saw Harry take Dumbledore Out of the castle, I came out of the woods and walked around behind them, and went up to greet them. I told Dumbledore that Snape told me."

"Dumbledore told me to go find my father. I went back to my father's body, looked at the map, and after everyone had gone, I cast the Transfiguration spell on the body, turning it into bones... and then I wore the invisible clothes, and buried it in the freshly dug dirt in front of Hagrid's hut."

There was silence, only Winky was still sobbing.Then Dumbledore said: "Tonight..."

"I offered to put the Triwizard Cup into the maze before supper," whispered Barty Crouch Jr., "and turned it into a portkey. My master's plan worked. He regained his strength, and I will Get a reward that all wizards can't imagine in their dreams." A perverted smile appeared on his face again, and his head drooped.Winky cries beside him.

Dumbledore stood up.He looked down at Barty Crouch Jr. with a look of disgust on his face.Then he raised his wand again, and several ropes whizzed out of the wand, wrapped around Barty Crouch Jr., and bound him tightly.Dumbledore turned to Professor McGonagall and said:

"Minerva, can you stay here while I take Harry upstairs?"

"No problem," said Professor McGonagall.She looked a little disgusted, as if she had been looking at a sick person just now.However, when she drew her wand and pointed it at Barty Crouch Jr., her hand was very steady.

"Severus," Dumbledore said, turning to Snape, "go and fetch Madam Pomfrey, please; we need to take Alastor Moody to the ward. Then you go to the grounds and find Connelly." ? Fudge, bring him to this office. He must want to interrogate little Crouch himself. You tell him, if he needs me," Dumbledore looked up at Jacqueline, "ask him to go to Graham first. Professor Mu's office, and then notify me."