Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 289 Barty Crouch Assaulted

Hera couldn't help sucking in a breath of cold air. He wiped his eyes and carefully observed the Marauder's Map. He almost lay down on the table. He stared at the name firmly, his eyes slowly showing horror.

"Damn Barty Crouch, why did he come here?" Hera was very sure that there were now two Barty Crouches on the Marauder's Map. There was no doubt that one of them was Barty Jr., but the other...
"Didn't he be controlled by Wormtail with the Imperius Curse? How did he appear at Hogwarts?" Hera hurriedly turned out a black robe, took the Marauder's Map and hurried out.

At this moment, Barty Crouch was stumbling through the Forbidden Forest. He was almost at Hogwarts, and he could already see Hagrid's cabin. His head was a little confused. He couldn't remember what day it was, and he didn't know why he had to come to Hogwarts, but he knew one thing—he had to see Dumbledore!

He must see Dumbledore today!
He looked like he had been adrift for days, his robes were torn at the knees and bloodstained, and his face was scarred, unshaven, gray and haggard.His otherwise neat hair and beard needed washing and trimming.

He came out from behind a tall oak tree in a trance, and there were two figures in front of him, one of whom he knew was Harry Potter, and the tall and thin figure next to him did not.

"Isn't he a referee?" Krum asked, staring at Mr. Crouch. "Isn't he from your Ministry of Magic?"

Harry nodded. "But as far as I know, the Ministry of Magic has temporarily replaced Mr. Richfar Heilig. I heard that his physical condition is not very good recently."

"Obviously, he has a mental problem." Krum looked puzzled. He looked at Mr. Crouch as if he was looking at a lunatic on the side of the road.

In fact, Mr. Crouch's appearance is strange, but the strangest thing is definitely his behavior.

He seemed to be talking to someone, but only he could see that person.He kept muttering and gesticulating, like a crazy homeless man, and he still had the appearance of a legal elite before.

Harry hesitated for a moment, then ventured slowly towards Mr. Crouch.Crouch didn't look at him, but kept talking to a nearby tree.

"... Beaver, after you finish this matter, send an owl to Dumbledore to confirm the number of students participating in the Tournament in Durmstrang. Karkaroff sent a message saying that there are twelve"

"Mr. Crouch?" said Harry carefully.

"...and then send an owl to Madam Maxime to deliver a letter. What would she do with a professor in the Triwizard Tournament? But since the number of Karkaroffs has increased to twelve, let's do this, Beaverge, okay? Okay? Okay."

Mr. Crouch's eyeballs popped out, and he stood there, his eyes fixed on the tree.Muttering silently.Then he staggered a few steps to the side and fell to his knees with a plop.

Hera had already reached the foyer, and he tried hard to see the scenes at the edge of the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest clearly, but he couldn't see clearly because of the heavy night.He could only vaguely see a figure running towards the castle.

"Oh, Hera, what's the matter with you? What happened, why are you in such a hurry?" Dumbledore's greasy voice came from behind Hera, and at the same time there was a crackling sound of chewing. He seemed to be eating cockroach piles - damn, how could anyone like to eat such a disgusting thing?
It's just that Hera has no time to think about these unimportant issues.Harry was about to arrive at the castle, and he could even confirm that the figure running towards the castle was Harry. He had to tell the story of Mr. Crouch in front of Harry first, otherwise he couldn't explain why his first reaction was to secretly go to Crouch instead of discussing it with Dumbledore-this would make Dumbledore doubt him greatly!
damn it!It seemed that he couldn't hide it anymore, Hera shook her heart, and took out the Marauder's Map directly from her arms.

"Professor Dumbledore, I saw a very strange thing, and I want to confirm it with my own eyes." Hera opened the Marauder's Map. He walked in a hurry and did not have time to unlock the Marauder's Map, so Dumbledore could see the content on it intuitively.

Dumbledore put down the pile of cockroaches, chewed a few times, and swallowed all the candy in his mouth.

"what is this?"

"Sorry, professor, please allow me to explain to you later when I have time, and please take a look at this first." Hera pointed to a corner of the map, on which the names of Krum and Barty Crouch were clearly written.

"It seems that we need to leave soon." Dumbledore said without hesitation, holding the Marauder's Map, and leading Hera to stride towards the direction marked on the map.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Harry slipped. He thought he would find Dumbledore in the headmaster's office, but unexpectedly, he ran into them in the hall—yes, and Hera.

"Professor!" Harry stopped in front of Dumbledore without waiting for Dumbledore and Hera to speak, "Mr. Crouch is here—in the forest, and he wants to talk to you!"

He had expected Dumbledore to ask some questions, but Dumbledore asked nothing.This made him breathe a sigh of relief, but Hera's next words made his heart lift again.

"Harry, we already know this, and we are heading there." Hera tugged on the robe so as not to accidentally step on the edge of the robe and fall, "Thanks to your Marauder's Map."

"Um???"

"What did Mr. Crouch say, Harry?" asked Dumbledore as they hurried down the marble stairs.

"Said he wanted to remind you. Said he did something terrible and mentioned his son and Bertha Jorkins and - Voldemort seemed to say that Voldemort got stronger"

"Really?" said Dumbledore, quickening his pace, and hurried out into the darkness of night.

Hera's face darkened. It seemed that the matter of Little Barty could not be kept secret. It was a gamble. If Mr. Crouch really told everything, it would be difficult for him to gain Dumbledore's trust again.

"He's behaving erratically," said Harry, walking briskly beside Dumbledore. "He didn't seem to know where he was. He kept talking, as if he thought Richfar Heilig was there, and then he changed all of a sudden and said he wanted to see you. I asked Viktor Krum to keep him in check."

Hera only felt another arrow in her heart, which was already suffering from myocardial infarction. This is a typical situation where the mind is confused by the Imperius Curse. He knew about it, and obviously Dumbledore knew it clearly.

Sure enough, Dumbledore asked alertly, "Really?" His steps got bigger, and Harry and Hera had to run to keep up. "You know who else saw Crouch?"

"No," said Harry. "Krum and I were talking, and Mr. Bagman had just finished talking to us about the third project. We stayed behind, and then we saw Mr. Crouch coming out of the Forbidden Forest—"

Hera's face has completely darkened. Thanks to him modifying little Barty's memory in advance, otherwise he would definitely confess himself, but this is a bit of a headache-if ​​little Barty is discovered by Dumbledore, then he obviously has to help him complete the rest of the plan, otherwise Voldemort's comeback would be a joke?
Beauxbaton's carriage was faintly visible in the darkness, and by the faint moonlight, they could see Mr. Crouch and Krum standing a little further past Beauxbaton's carriage.

"Lumos!" said Dumbledore, lighting up his wand and holding it up in his hand.

This narrow beam of light moved back and forth between the dark tree trunks, illuminating the ground below, and at the same time illuminating Mr. Crouch's face. The moment he saw Mr. Crouch, Dumbledore couldn't help but gasped.

"Barty, what's the matter with you?"

Crouch was still babbling at the tree, as if deciding that it was his man, Mr. Heilig.

"Barty?" Dumbledore asked again, he lowered his body and approached Crouch, "Are you still awake? Can you tell me what happened?"

"He's crazy," Krum said hesitantly, looking down at Crouch. "He's been like this for like 10 minutes."

"Looks like we need some medical assistance, Hera, help me call Madam Pomfrey to my office, okay?" Dumbledore finished sternly, and was about to get up to leave, but his action seemed to stimulate Mr. Crouch, causing him to change his posture suddenly, and hugged Dumbledore's knee, almost dragging him to the ground.

"Don't. Leave me!" He whispered, and Mengdi's eyes popped out, "I escaped, I must be reminded, I must be told to see Dumbledore. It's all my fault, Bertha's death, my son's fault, I told Dumbledore, Harry Potter, the Dark Lord is strong, Harry Potter"

"Relax, I'm here, Batty." Dumbledore patted Crouch on the back lightly, "Don't worry, you'll be safe when you get to Hogwarts, Hogwarts has always protected any wizard who needs help, Batty, you did it, you're here at Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore. Dumbledore..." Mr. Crouch's voice became smaller and smaller. It seemed that this was his last strength. Thinking about it, he was confused by the Imperius Curse. It must have been an extremely difficult journey from his home in London to Hogwarts.

"Let him lie down quietly for a while, Hera, help me to call Madam Pomfrey, I think she has busy work tonight." Dumbledore's voice was undeniable, and Hera seldom saw him with such a serious expression, so she trotted towards the castle immediately.

"Harry, Krum, tell me what's going on here," said Dumbledore quickly. "I want to know what's going on here." His voice was soft and fast, and he looked around the bushes, half-moon mirrors flickering in the dim light of his wand.

"We were talking at the time. Mr. Bagman had just finished telling us about the third project, and then we saw Mr. Crouch coming out of the forest. He seemed a little delirious at the time." Krum's statement was basically the same as Harry's, but it didn't make Dumbledore's expression soften in the slightest.

He raised his wand aloft, pointing in the direction of Hagrid's cabin.A silvery thing spewed from his wand, like a pale bird, flashed among the trees.If Hera was still here, he would have recognized Dumbledore's Patronus as a phoenix.

You must know that the magic world is an extremely advanced magic, but Dumbledore can use it silently, which has to admire his strength.And Dumbledore is even better at casting spells without a wand, which is something that only a handful of people in the magic world can do.

On the other end, Hera rushed into the school hospital. Madam Pomfrey was sitting on a chair watching the latest issue of "Magic Trauma Relief and Recovery" by St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic. She was busy from morning to night, and only now had some time to study.

"Oh, Hera, what's the matter? What made you so flustered? Could it be that some little wizard accidentally hurt himself again?" Madam Pomfrey flicked the journal gracefully and asked with a smile.

Holding the table, Hera took a few deep breaths and said quickly: "Madam Pomfrey, we found Mr. Crouch on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He is not in a good condition, Dumbledore. He needs you!"

"What!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, she didn't care about the periodical at hand, she threw it on the table, walked quickly towards the big medicine cabinet beside her, and asked, "What happened to him. What's his condition now?"

"He looks crazy. He seems to have lived in exile for quite a long time. His condition is terrible." Hera leaned against the table, panting heavily.

"Then he probably needs...the recovery potion, the calming potion, and I need to check on his condition." Madam Pomfrey methodically took out a lot of potions from the medicine cabinet, and she put them all into her medical box.

Soon, they packed up and headed to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.When they came back here again, there were already many people here, Hagrid, Karkaroff, Snape and Moody, that is, little Barty.It's just that Little Barty's complexion looks very bad, his face seems to be cramped, and the corners of his mouth are twitching all the time, which makes his already scarred and hideous face even more frightening.

And Karkaroff's condition was obviously also very bad. He was wearing that smooth and smooth silver-white fur robe, his face was pale and anxious.

"Where's Barty?" Pomfrey exclaimed, she knelt directly on the ground, rummaged through the medical kit and found several medicines, and put them into Mr. Crouch's mouth.

Dumbledore stood up, his cold eyes swept over everyone present,

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(End of this chapter)