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Sitting in the chair and watching my father leave, I feel that I am not getting better slowly-there are intermittent buzzing in my ears, and for a long time, I can't tell whether the pain has stopped or my body is actually falling into it. Got numb.The movements of all the people around seemed slow to my eyes. Professor McGonagall handed a glass of water to my mouth. I looked at it for a long time before reaching out to take it, almost knocking it over my robe .

"Moody." I heard Harry mutter still incredulously, "How could it be Moody?"

"That's not the real Alastor Moody." Dumbledore used the large bunch of keys to open the box in the office. I wanted to look over like Harry and Mr. Potter, but I found it difficult to move my own. Physically, my senses are dulled.All I could hear was Harry's exclamation, as if Dumbledore's voice came from far below: "The real Moody was stunned by them and held in this box with the Imperius Curse - that arc Polyjuice in a shaped bottle, seamless plan, no one will doubt it, because Moody only drinks from his own bottle - Jaime, throw down the fake Moody's cloak, Alastor looks frozen , but not life-threatening."

"Drink once an hour." Dumbledore climbed out of the box, sat on the chair and looked at the unconscious fake Moody on the floor with hale eyes. Gewartz directly cast the Unforgivable Curse on the students, and I think he didn't take his medicine on time either."

Gradually, the face of the comatose person on the ground began to change, the twisted and terrifying scars gradually disappeared, the blue eyeballs were squeezed out and spun around on the floor, and the wooden leg fell aside to be replaced by a real one.The eyeball whirled to my feet, and I couldn't help turning my head to the side and retching as I watched it.

"Albus." Professor McGonagall said worriedly, "I don't think it's a good idea to let Alice stay here. She's only 14 years old and just got the Cruciatus Curse..."

"It's okay." I drank a few sips of water and forced myself to continue to look at the man on the ground. He has completely changed now, with light yellow messy hair and pale face, but one of his sleeves is empty and uncomfortably deflated go down.Neville's eyes widened; he seemed to recognize who it was.

"Crouch!" Mr. Potter stood there dumbfounded, "Barty Crouch Jr."

"Oh my god..." Professor McGonagall was also dumbfounded, "I don't understand, didn't he die a long time ago?"

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, and Dad appeared at the door, and he also showed a shocked expression when he saw the person lying on the ground.

"Severus, potion."

Dad handed Dumbledore a small bottle of clear liquid, and helped Dumbledore drag the unconscious man on the floor up and let him lean against the demon mirror.Dumbledore poured three drops of the potion into the man's mouth, then pointed his wand at him and whispered, "Resuscitate!"

The man opened his eyes, but the eyes were glazed, the cheeks were slack, and the veritaserum potion had taken effect.Dad seemed to have used a lot of effort to force himself not to take out his wand and cast some spells on him. He walked to my side with a gloomy face, and reached out to touch my forehead that was constantly sweating.

"Just tell me if you want to leave, okay?" He squeezed my wrist lightly.

"Well." I answered him in a low voice, and turned my head away. At this time, under the guidance of Dumbledore, Crouch Jr. began to tell in a flat tone how his seriously ill mother asked his father to use the method of stealing He brought out Azkaban.Veritaserum made him lose his basic emotions as a human being, and he could only state the reality in a tone without any ups and downs—he calmly described how his mother died in Azkaban instead of him, and that he was cast by the Imperius Curse by his father Imprisoned at home, Bertha Jorkins, who broke the truth of the matter, was given a powerful forgetting spell by Mr. Crouch.

"But my father is gradually aging." He said dully, his eyelids trembling unnaturally, "I can gradually regain a little consciousness, but I can't show it, I can't resist him without a magic wand, I need to wait for the opportunity. Father can't refuse Any access to power, it kept him very busy, most of the time I was looked after by a house elf who took pity on me and would secretly show me the newspaper, where I read that Peter Pettigrew had been captured."

"I feel angry." But his tone was like a pool of stagnant water, "I read that report over and over again until I memorized them, the group of Aurors were attacked, Peter has no such ability, my master It’s in Albania. I saw hope, and I wanted to find an opportunity to go to Albania to help my master. This belief gave me the strength to resist my father. He began to realize that he might not be able to control me, so he began to no longer trust Winky. He would put an invisibility cloak on me and force me to stay in his sight whenever it wasn't working hours."

"Although my resistance didn't make me free, it consumed a lot of my father's energy, coupled with the heavy work of the Ministry of Magic, he finally followed the advice and asked for leave to go to St. Mungo's and took me with him. This is my By chance, I took advantage of one of his negligence and escaped to the upper echelons of St. Mungo's, hoping to snatch a wand from any wizard I encountered. But I accidentally heard Dumbledore and the The Boy Who Lived conversation, I heard the prophecy - I was found after hearing only the first few words, I realized that I couldn't be caught by Albus Dumbledore, I ran into It was dangerous to kill the Snape daughter, but she distracted Dumbledore and I was not caught."

"Father caught me, and he was furious. He made up his mind not to let me leave his side for half a step. For this reason, he began to shirk some work, but he had to attend an occasion like the Quidditch World Cup. So he made a very careful I gave Winky a lot of strict orders, and Winky couldn't help me anymore. But it doesn't matter, I don't need to rely on a house elf anymore, I know what I'm doing, what I have to do, I see my There's a wand in front of me, in a boy's pocket—it's so easy to steal it, I'm wild with joy. But I can't do it lightly, and I can't let Winky see it, or anyone around me, and it's everywhere. Ministry officials and Aurors, I can't follow in Peter Pettigrew's footsteps."

"I was waiting for my chance, but when I got back to the tent I heard the voices of the Death Eaters—the ones who never suffered, the ones who talked and talked about getting out of Azkaban, who were free and didn't seek my master, but Will use his power to make jokes. But it doesn't matter, my father went out to save the Muggles, and I will be free soon, but Winky realized that something was wrong with me, she tied me to her side by magic and wanted to find my father, for many years Controlled I can't even stand up to a lowly house-elf."

"But I'm going to make those people pay. I used my stolen wand to launch the Dark Mark into the air. But before I could see how the cowards reacted, I was hit by Stunning spells being cast everywhere by wizards from the Ministry of Magic. I was hit. My father found out that Winky was unconscious, so he naturally knew that I was nearby, guessed that I did all of this, and he chased Winky away because she didn't like me."

A distorted smile appeared on his face: "However, I know that my master will definitely return. The prophecy I heard said that nothing can stop his return. He didn't know my existence at first , I guess he is just attached to Bertha Jorkins, looking for a chance to control senior officials of the Ministry of Magic. My father is worried that someone will break the Amnesia on Jorkins, and has been trying his best to find her in private after she disappeared, so In this way, my father brought my master home in person—my loyalty made me recognize him at a glance, and I was his most loyal servant."

"Unknowingly, my father was cast with the Imperius Curse by the master. I suggested to the master that he can use my father's body, but the master has other plans. He wants a body that is completely his own. Bertha Jorkins is too conspicuous, with my help, the master barely has the strength to survive alone, I let him rest at home to cultivate, and I will do for him whatever he needs."

"And what did you do?" Dumbledore asked.

"We tortured Bertha Jorkins and my father and learned about the Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts. Jorkins died soon after, and I buried her in the Backyard. I also told the master about the half-heard prophecy, he made a perfect plan after thinking for a long time, he asked me if I would take risks for him, this is my dream, to prove myself to him, I He is his most valuable servant, and I am willing to dedicate everything to him."

"How did Voldemort understand what you said?" The name made everyone present shudder, but Dumbledore looked calmly into Crouch's eyes.

"The master reflected on himself. He said that he might have made a mistake about Neville Longbottom. This mistake cannot be repeated. This time we will solve all possible problems. He wants to prove to everyone that he is invincible " Little Crouch replied, "I don't quite understand what he's talking about, but he told me that the so-called remaining candle refers to Harry Potter, the son of the Auror. But it doesn't matter, there is one more It's just people, we can kill them together. He needs the bones of his father, the flesh of his servants and the blood of his enemies. The first two are easy. We chose the grave of the master's father, and I cut it down without hesitation. He gave his own hand to the master. He also needed the blood of Potter and Longbottom, saying that it would be safe, so he wanted to arrange someone to be an internal response at Hogwarts. Neville Longbottom is too conspicuous, if he is moved Dumbledore will immediately become vigilant, but Harry Potter is different. Everyone in the Ministry of Magic knows that James Potter's son is outgoing, active and unruly. It is very suitable for him to win the Triwizard Cup at the end. But first—”

"You need Alastor Moody," said Dumbledore, his eyes full of anger, but his voice kept a restrained calm."

"I controlled Moody together with my father. It was very risky, but very successful. Arthur Weasley didn't have any suspicions. I locked Moody in a box and came to Hogwarts. Everything went smoothly. Except for that Lily Snape who wanted to catch up with me, and I fooled her by pretending my temper was getting worse. I kept asking Moody questions, learning about his past, his habits, from the Potions teacher Stealing woodsnake skin from the office to make Polyjuice Potion. That map almost ruined the day, but I convinced Potter he was seeing my father."

"What map?" asked Mr. Potter.

"The map in Potter's hand that can see everyone in Hogwarts, I immediately confiscated it. From then on, I have a tool to monitor everyone in Hogwarts, which is very useful. But I caused Sne Pu's vigilance, so I can no longer go to his office by myself, I can only retrieve Winky from the Hogwarts kitchen, she is very willing to continue to work for me, of course she doesn't know what the stolen things are used for. The plan Smoother than I imagined, Potter became the first warrior, I hinted at him the way through the dragon, he successfully completed the first project; the second project I had arranged for Longbottom to tell him the gills The usefulness of sacweed, but his conceit exceeded my imagination, and when I almost thought I had to do it myself, fortunately Snape's daughter helped him (I glanced at my father in fear when I heard this, his face no expression)."

"For the third project, I first proposed to place a large number of portkeys in the maze, so that turning the Triwizard Cup into portkeys would be imperceptible, and Dumbledore would not be able to tell them apart, and then seized Longbottom. Soul curse, cover him with an invisibility cloak and let him follow me. But I can't let Longbottom disappear under Dumbledore's nose, he keeps an eye on this boy anytime, anywhere, I ask Winky to help, one of us knocked out Gryffindor boy, put an Imperius Curse on him and made him drink Polyjuice Potion. Very risky, but I'm on my own, I have no choice but to do it, I just need to buy some time to hand over the real Longbottom It is enough for the master."

"I cleared the way for Potter, stunned Fleur Delacour, cast the Imperius Curse on Krum to attack Digory, let them kill each other...but Digory still didn't intend to give up , I couldn't let him become an obstacle, so I directly controlled him and let him release the fireworks of retirement, ensuring that Potter could touch the Triwizard Cup. When he was teleported, I used the Portkey in my hand to let Longbottom also It was sent to the place where the master was waiting. Even if the remaining candles are lit, my master will extinguish them together, and nothing can stop him from recovering his strength." A perverted smile appeared on his face, "We succeeded, The master is back."

He stopped talking and slowly lowered his head.

Dumbledore stood up and began to arrange the next thing. I felt that I was still shaking. My heart should be beating violently from what I just heard, as if I would not stop until it jumped out of my throat.

"I think it's better for Miss Alice to use some hypnotic drugs to help her fall asleep tonight." Dumbledore said gently, "Severus, although this request is too much, I still hope that you will send her to Pomfret." Come to me after Madam Lei's place, don't forget to inform Madam Pomfrey to come and take care of Alastor, I have just notified Lily with the Patronus, and I think she will be here soon."

"Professor." Harry raised his blood-stained arm and said with difficulty, "I still have a question..."

"Yes, so I hope you and Neville can come to my office first." Dumbledore looked at Mr. Potter, "James, you come here too. Minerva, you stay here to guard Little Crowe Odd, I'll call Cornelius Fudge here, he should need to interrogate him alone."

It wasn't until Dad left that Hermione, Tallus and Ron lifted the curtain from the other bed. I thought they were hurt. Mo, Mrs. Potter has just been called away, and they are hiding there waiting for us.I had just told them that Harry and Neville were safe and that they were still in Dumbledore's office when Madam Pomfrey hurried over with a bottle and goblet.

"The Cruciatus Curse!" She showed a horrified expression, "How dare they...how could they do it! Come on, drink this, I added a little more sedative potion in it, sleep well, sleep for a while—— Don't bother her!"

"What Cruciatus Curse?" Hermione held my hand in panic, "Alice..."

"Let her sleep well, Hermione." Ron put his hand on her shoulder, "Madam Pomfrey is right, let's not disturb her."

I drank several sips of the lavender potion, but I haven't felt the taste yet. Everything around me has become blurred, and all my feelings are going away. My heart seems to have finally recovered its previous beating frequency, as if there is a warm hand It's like stroking my eyelids and urging me to sleep.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, I just feel like I've been sinking slowly, wrapped in something soft and sweet.This feeling of peace still surrounded me until I opened my eyes. The bright sun almost made me unable to open my eyes. I struggled a few times before I got up from the bed. The school hospital was quiet and there was no one there. .I don't know how long I slept, but when I saw a clean robe on the bed, I pulled down the curtain and changed my clothes.

The mysterious man came back, I recall dully, the peace created by the medicine was broken in an instant.I touched the two ugly braids on my head, and subconsciously stretched out my hands to untie them, but my hands stopped in mid-air and then slowly lowered.

Obviously there is still such a bright sun, I look out the window, but there is no doubt that our summer has ended early.