The Son of Light of the Snake House

Harry, Ron and Hermione shook their heads.

"It's been predicted that he might be the next Minister for Magic," said Sirius. "He's a great wizard, Barty Crouch, with great spells - and a strong appetite for power. Oh, it's never Voldemort's." Supporters." Seeing the look on Harry's face, he said, "No, Barty Crouch always speaks out - he's against the Dark Arts. But many people who are against the Dark Arts..."

Sirius took a breath, and Ron pressed, "What's the matter?"

"It's all cleaned up."

For some reason, the word cleaning is chilling in this context.

"Now imagine that when Voldemort was powerful, you didn't know who was his supporter and who wasn't, who was working for him and who wasn't. You knew he could hold people so tightly that they couldn't help but Do something terrible. You're scared for yourself, your family and your friends. Every week there's news of people dying, people missing, people being tortured... The Ministry of Magic is in disarray and they don't know what to do And they're going to do everything they can to keep the Muggles from it, while the Muggles are dying at the same time. There's a lot of terror... tension... chaos... that's what it was like."

Harry noticed that Sirius seemed to be grabbing the beer mug, and flinched back.He then said: "At first Crouch seemed to be keeping a low profile, then he seemed to be adopting an 'iron blood' strategy against Voldemort's supporters.Aurors get some new powers - for example, they have the power to kill, not just capture.Crouch met violence with violence, and he allowed the unforgivable spell to be cast on the suspect.In my opinion, he has become as ruthless and ruthless as many people in the dark arts.Did you know he has his supporters too - many who think he's doing the right thing, and many wizards clamoring for him to be Minister for Magic. "

Hermione exclaimed: "This is absolutely impossible!"

Ron seemed to appreciate iron and blood methods, and he asked, "Why not?"

"How can you be sure who is the Dark Lord's subordinate and who is not? Are you going to kill a suspicious person when you see it?" Hermione stared at him, as if angry that he couldn't even figure it out.

"What's the problem?" Ron blushed. "The suspect must be something he did—what did that sentence say—I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"

"You don't understand at all! This is an abuse of power! If everything is not in accordance with the law, there will be chaos!"

Sirius looked at Harry, who was thinking next to him, and stopped the two of them: "It's true to use heavy codes in troubled times, but you should check carefully before making a decision. After all, anyone will be suspicious."

Then he continued: "After Voldemort disappeared, it seemed that it was only a matter of time before Crouch became the number one. However, at this moment, a very unfortunate thing happened..."

Sirius showed a grim smile, "Crouch's own son was captured, and he was with a group of Death Eaters who escaped from Azkaban with smooth words. It seems that they are looking for Voldemort and want to make him come back .”

"His son—" Harry interrupted suddenly, "what's his son's name? Do you know him? Is—is he still alive? Now?"

Sirius paused oddly, and the button reappeared between his fingers: "He's dead."

"Dead?" Hermione repeated.

Sirius nodded: "Crouch sent his son to Azkaban, to the mouth of the dementor."

Now the expression on his face is very serious: "I saw the dementors bring him in, and I watched them through the iron bars of the cell door. He was 19 years old at most. They threw him into the cell next to me." A prison cell. In the evening, he screamed at his mother. But after a few days, he was silent...they were all silent in the end...only occasionally screaming in sleep..."

He unconsciously kneaded the button with his fingers, and the gloomy expression in his eyes became extraordinarily serious, as if the blinds behind his eyes were suddenly closed.

"He's not the only one who died," Sirius' eyes became dull, as if another soul was telling the story of his previous life. He seemed to be trying to forget, but the pain was deeply engraved in his heart, hidden in his heart. In the brain, like a demon in the night.

"There most of the people went mad, and many ended up on hunger strike. They lost the will to live. You can tell when a person dies, because the dementors can sense it, and when they do Excited. The boy was sick when he arrived. Crouch was an important official at the Ministry of Magic, and he and his wife were allowed to see their dying son. That was the last time I saw Barty Crouch, He walked past my cell with his wife half-armed. Looks like his wife died soon. Excessive grief. Emaciated and died like the boy. Crouch didn't come to claim his son's body. Dementia Buried him outside the fortress. I watched them do it."

He opened his mouth and couldn't continue, so he picked up the beer glass and drank it down.

"So, just when poor Crouch thought he was done, he lost it all." He wiped his lips with a handkerchief, and went on, "A hero just now, confident enough to be Minister of Magic . . . During the period, the son died, his wife died, the family's reputation was tarnished, and his prestige in the public mind declined sharply. After the boy's death, people began to sympathize with the son more, and asked why a man from a good family His child would take such an evil path? The conclusion is that his father never cared much about him."

Then there was a long silence.Harry thought of the way Crouch's eyes popped out when he looked down at his disobedient house-elf in the woods on the day of the Quidditch World Cup.No wonder Crouch reacted so violently when Winky was caught under the Dark Mark.It must have reminded him of his own son, of the scandalous past, and of his discredited experience at the Ministry.

"Finally, Cornelius Fudge came to power, and Crouch's dream of power was completely shattered... Oh." Sirius stopped abruptly: "That's Jerome?"

"What?" Harry turned his head quickly. Behind the tall and dense greenery, a figure wearing a hood passed by. Glossy silver hair fell from the side, covering the golden right eye.He left quickly.

"It is indeed Daniel." Harry said slowly, "He... what is he doing here?"

"Come to drink? But he's underage..." Hermione muttered.

"Didn't you see his Malfoy sidekick?" Ron asked, "Harry, did you see it?"

"No--"

"Maybe I'm here to meet people." Sirius spoke, and he seemed to understand: "This tavern is quite private, even if you want to meet Voldemort here, it's ok, after all, I'm still a wanted criminal! "

The author has something to say:

The exam is over for now!The last one is four days away!

I want to write a Conan fan, I really like Brother Tou, I think about Brother Toutou (words of tiger and wolf)

And who doesn't like black-skinned male mothers?