Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Noon, Ministry of Magic.

Even if it was not the first time they saw this face, or they had already heard about such a strange person from rumors, the employees of the Ministry of Magic still looked at Mu En frequently.

"Mu En?!" came a familiar voice.

He turned his head and saw a man in simple clothes and red hair walking quickly from the other end of the Golden Hall of the Ministry of Magic.

"Good afternoon, Arthur."

"Good afternoon, why do I see you here? Is there anything going on at school?" Arthur seemed to have just returned from running foreign affairs outside. He took out an old hand towel and wiped his sweat, and the two of them walked into the elevator together.

"What floor are you on?"

"Fifth floor." Mu En nodded: "It seems that you are very busy recently?"

"It's like this. The minister wants to make some achievements quickly in various departments." Arthur said softly, even if they were the only two in the elevator.

This topic was obviously not suitable to discuss here, at least Arthur thought so. He asked instead: "What do you want to do on the fifth floor? Do you need help?"

"Well, some small things." Mu En smiled at his kindness: "I think it should be handled relatively cleanly."

"Okay, by the way, have you had lunch?"

"I've used it." Mu En nodded, and the elevator quickly reached the fifth floor. He pressed the brim of his hat: "Then I'll leave first."

"Okay, come to my office when you have time. I'm still very free at noon. I'm on the second floor, Department of Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Items." Arthur nodded.

Fifth floor, International Magic Cooperation Department.

There are three departments here. Although Mu En didn't know where Old Batty was, she didn't spend much time looking for it by following the single-person office.

Knocking on the door, a dull voice came.

"Please come in."

Mu En opened the door and walked in. The man sitting at the desk raised his head and looked at the visitor in surprise.

Mu En was also sizing up the other person. Old Batty's short black and gray hair was meticulously combed, and he had a mustache on his upper lip. Judging from his appearance, he was a serious and serious guy.

"Professor Jones?" Old Batty asked with some uncertainty.

"It's me. I'm visiting you rashly, so don't bother me." Although Mu En apologized slightly, she naturally leaned back on the sofa.

Old Barty was very dissatisfied with this scene.

"Director Crouch seems unwilling to put down his work at noon?" Mu En glanced at him, and the other party had not put down the quill in his hand even now.

"This is my position and my responsibility." Old Batty nodded, finally having a good impression of the person in front of him.

"Don't you have the slightest idea about your child?" Mu En asked again.

Old Barty finally put down the quill in his hand, stood up from his desk, and sat across from Mu En.

"How should I put it? In short, I have forgotten his existence." Old Batty said: "I know you may not believe it, but I really don't want to discuss things about him anymore. If I have time, even if At the very least, I hope to use this time to work on the latest trade rules with the United States, which may bring benefits to thousands of households."

"You said in your reply to me that you respect the law, so you never visited your son after he was imprisoned." Mu En just unfolded the letter and read it again.

"Yes."

Mu En raised her head with a relaxed smile on her lips: "So, I said your son escaped from prison. Don't you feel at all that the laws and rules you respect have been violated?"

"Well, to be honest, yes!" Old Barty pursed his lips and said helplessly: "But, first of all, I don't believe this conclusion. The majesty of Azkaban is inviolable, and I can't imagine what ability he has to escape from prison.

Or maybe I believe what you said and my son's bones or tomb were not found in Azkaban, then I can only say that he was lost at sea and died in the storm. "

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because he hates me." Old Batty said: "If he really comes out, I can't sit here and talk to you. He is a guy who only thinks about himself, and he resents me for putting him in prison. , hindering his continued service to his master."

"I heard that your career has been hindered since him?" Mu En said instead.

"Is it an obstacle?" Old Batty smiled: "My way forward has been cut off. No one wants to believe me. They all say I am crazy."

"Do you serve Fudge?"

"Fudge?" Old Barty thought of Fudge's half-dead look recently. Is he serving Fudge?

You know, if it hadn't been for Barty Jr., the person sitting in that position now would definitely not be Fudge, but him, Mr. Barty Crouch.

And he will make the whole of Britain great again!

He has this confidence.

"It seems you don't like him very much." Mu En smiled.

"Professor, stop talking nonsense, this is our minister." Barty smiled pretending to be embarrassed.

"Haha." Mu En just gave the other party a smile, then took out a ring and placed it on the coffee table.

"Personally, I really want to change the minister."

This is a large ring with a skull face. It is made of silver. Many details have been oxidized and discolored, giving it an ancient look.

He had seen this ring before, on Rufus Scrimgeour's finger.

"Five hours! After five hours, it will be back in my hands, unless..." Mu En stood up.

“Think about what you should and can do.”

After that, he turned and left.

boom--

The door was slowly closed, leaving old Batty alone in the room.

"Scrimgeour." Old Barty slowly picked up the ring, spread it in his hand and kept observing it, his expression full of disbelief.

If there really is such a chance.

"No, no, Barty, think about it, why did you want to become an official of the Ministry of Magic in the first place?" Old Barty threw the ring down and let it spin on the coffee table.

He would not succumb to Voldemort back then, and he definitely won't do it now.

Thinking about it, he stood up decisively, returned to the table, and continued his work.

"Article 3 of the Regulations on the Trade Agreement on Special Magical Creatures, relevant magical creatures must have relevant health certificates from internationally recognized sources."

Looking at the complicated regulations, his mood gradually became more and more confusing.

If nothing changes, he should be sitting in the highest office now, letting others be subordinate to him, and let others serve him.

if

He couldn't help but look at the ring over there. The skull on the ring was pointed at him, and there seemed to be some kind of light shining in the empty eye sockets, piercing his heart.

He was in a state of confusion all afternoon.

The office bell rang and the afternoon had passed.

"When did Jones come?" Old Batty didn't know why this thought came to his mind.

He came just after noon.

Five hours.

Thinking about it, his eyes turned involuntarily to the ring on the coffee table again. The ring was like a pill soaked in water, emitting wisps of mist, and it seemed that it would dissipate in the air soon.

Then he stood up and stared at the ring.

After a moment, he picked it up and put it on his ring finger, and the mist dissipated.

"Director, good afternoon."

"Yeah!" Old Barty nodded, came to the elevator, walked into it, and descended slowly.

"Wait a minute, have you seen the director's handbag?"

"he is off from get off work?"

"It seems so. It's unbelievable."

In a village in Zhou County, London.

Using the Floo Network in the Golden Hall, Old Barty quickly returned to the Crouch Mansion, a three-story luxurious mansion passed down from generation to generation of the Crouch family.

After putting down his handbag, he didn't rush to rest. Instead, he turned around and walked out of the house and walked in another direction.

"Twinkle!" He knocked on the door and shouted when he came to a house that could be seen everywhere in the village.

After a while, he saw that no one had opened the door. He stretched out his fist and hit the door impatiently: "Come out, Twinkle!"

But there was still no sound from the door.

"The Alajo Cave opens—"

There was a small muffled bang accompanied by smoke at the door lock, and then he quickly pushed the door open.

The room was in chaos.

A short figure was lying on the ground with blood underneath him.

"Twinkle!!" Old Barty walked over quickly, only to see that the house elf who had served the Crouch family for who knows how many years was out of breath.

"What happened? Where is Barty?!"

"Master." There were bloodshot eyes in the shining eyes.

"The master asked Shining to take the little master to hide here first, so as not to be found at home. Little master Shining found a knife from here, little master. He broke away from the master's control."

"What?" Old Batty's voice appeared in disbelief: "He broke free from the Imperius Curse, Twinkle! I order you not to lie!!"

"What?!" Another voice sounded out of nowhere, startling old Barty.

He glanced left and right, then anchored his gaze on the ring in disbelief.

"You put the Imperius Curse on your biological son?!" The skull opened and closed its mouth and spoke, making a sound of grace.

At the same time, something black like thick asphalt quickly separated from the ring.

If there are any acquaintances from the Greek Ministry of Magic who saw this scene, they would be familiar with it. Mu En once used this trick to sneak into the cultural relics storage room of the Greek Ministry of Magic.

Soon, a figure wrapped in darkness appeared.

"Jones! You lied to me?!" Only then did Old Barty understand what happened, and he aimed two attack spells at the black figure.

However, nothing works.

A shimmering golden bone emerged from the shattered black asphalt, and a moment later, his entire body completed the transmission.

"If it weren't for special circumstances, I wouldn't want to come here." The asphalt gradually disappeared into the hair, and the silver mane was flying in the air.

"Even more, I won't expose the problem with this ring. I sincerely want to get you to join the team. After all, judging from the previous situation - you are undoubtedly a capable person."

Then, Mu En shook his head, twisted out a bright red feather with his fingers, and then burned it without producing any ashes.

Mu En turned to look at the house elf lying on the ground, and then squatted down: "Tell me, where did little Barty go in all this?"

"Twinkle, don't tell me," the house elf said stubbornly.

Then, a figure appeared, it was Dumbledore. He said nothing, just observed everything happening here, then raised his wand and pulled Winky back from the edge of life.

"Dumbledore." Old Barty looked at the two of them in fear.

"You tell me." Mu En looked at Old Barty.

"I said it." Old Batty looked at Twinkle with an ashen look on his face: "I order you to tell everything without hiding anything. Even if my son gave you any orders before, they are all mine. under the order."

"Master. No"

"Obey orders!" Old Barty roared.

"Then that was thirteen years ago, the nineteen-year-old little master."

"I don't want you to start from here, where did little Barty go? What happened." Old Barty's voice was even hysterical.

"As I said just now, little master. Last night, the master suddenly told me to take the little master out of the house and hide here. In case anyone comes to the house and finds something wrong.

So I brought my little master here. The little master has the master's soul-stealing curse on him, so even if it's just me, I can do this job very well.

However, the little master seemed to realize something. He struggled deliberately to let Shining spill the hot soup on him, and then used a series of methods to deliberately fall and attack himself.

Silly Twinkle, I always thought it was an accident. It wasn't until Twinkle saw the little master holding a knife that I realized what happened.

The little master inserted the knife into my chest and ran away! "

"Where was he running towards?" Old Batty asked.

"Xing Xing doesn't know, he is wearing an invisibility cloak." Xing Xing responded fearfully.

Dumbledore's face sank like water, suddenly disappeared, and then flew into the air.

After a while, he came back again.

"Apparate."

"It's a bit troublesome." Mu En shook his head and then looked at Old Barty.

"Now, can you explain why Barty Jr. is at home and not in Azkaban?"

Dumbledore also looked at him with stern eyes. Their eyes were like two mountains, weighing down Old Barty's breath.

He fell to the ground, his wand rolled away, and he held his head in his hands.

"It's my lover."

"She begged me to release Buddy. A year after he went in, my lover's physical condition deteriorated sharply. Then under her pressure, I got through to the relationship one night, and in an unknown During the visit, Buddy was brought out.

And she drank Polyjuice Potion, transformed into Barty, and died in Azkaban. "

Both Moon and Dumbledore thought of the female skeleton.

"Then what?"

"Then...it's not my fault. We gave him a chance to start over. But...but he never cherished it."

"Why didn't you think of giving him a chance when you were in the trial court?" Dumbledore said: "We all know that the trial was just an excuse to show how much your father hated this child. You The sound of the verdict even overshadowed your son’s voice.”

"I, he, he is a Death Eater, and he is irredeemable." Old Barty said, "But, I still have a chance, don't I? I just respect the law."

"But you brought him out later." Mu En raised the corners of his mouth and his eyes were sharp.

"His career is ruined. What if I give him another chance after his wife dies?!"

"What about the opportunity you gave him?" Mu En continued. In fact, he made some mistakes in this operation, which he would not deny. However, he mainly did not expect that a father could imprison his son for more than ten years and continue to commute to get off work every day as if nothing had happened.

"I can't help it!" Old Batty said hysterically: "His only goal is to find the mysterious man. He is still determined to find the mysterious man. Even...he didn't even try to hide his purpose from me!"

"So you just imprisoned him for twelve years?" Mu En still felt a little stunned.