Questioning Crouch Jr And Harry Questioning Dumbledore!

Veritaserum, a common method used by the Ministry of Magic to interrogate some recalcitrants.

It is said that as long as someone drinks three drops, even Voldemort will tell all the secrets in his heart.

In fact, this thing is not as reliable as imagined and there are various methods to resist or trick it. However, it is more than enough to deal with the problem at hand.

Dumbledore stretched out his wand and said a spell to Barty Crouch Jr.: "Renervate!"

Barty yawned, as if he had just woken up. When he opened his eyes, he found himself sitting on a chair.

There was Dumbledore standing in front of him, and before he could stand up and fight back, the Veritaserum came into play.

"Barty Crouch Jr, how did you escape from Azkaban?"

"It was my mother who saved me..."

Just like Lucas remembered, old Barty used his seriously ill wife and polyjuice potion to deceive the blind dementors.

Crouch's wife died in Azkaban wizard prison for her son. And Crouch Jr spent the next 13 years under the Imperius Curse and being guarded by their house-elf.

Just when Barty Jr was talking about the experiences of these years, the curious Harry also came behind everyone.

When he saw everyone's unsurprised expressions, he guessed that Dumbledore may have already thought of the way Barty Crouch Jr used to escape.

At this time, Dumbledore asked aloud again: "Apart from your father and the house elf, does anyone else know that you are still alive?"

"Yes, Bertha Jorkins, she came to my father to ask him to sign a document, but my father was not at home, and Winky let her in, she overheard my conversation with Winky.

"That's why my father cast a powerful Memory Charm on her, even at the cost of damaging her mind..."

Under the effect of veritaserum, Barty Jr unreservedly told how he broke free from the Imperius Curse during the World Cup.

And how he launched the Dark Mark into the sky.

Gradually he talked about how Voldemort came to the Crouch house to rescue him.

"That day, my master came to see me. It was my father who opened the door, and then he was controlled by the Imperius Curse."

"Master told me that he had learned what had happened to me from Bertha Jorkins, he had captured Bertha by chance, and by torturing her, he broke my father's memory charm."

"Master not only learned the news about the Triwizard Tournament, but also came to know that Mad-Eye Moody would become the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"So a brilliant plan came up. He asked me if I would venture into Hogwarts to bring him the indispensable thing for his resurrection, Harry Potter!"

An excited smile appeared on Barty Jr's face. Even under the influence of Veritaserum, he talked about it with pride.

In front of everyone, he told how he and Wormtail attacked Alastor Moody, and how to pretend to be Moody to complete a series of follow-up things.

Especially when it comes to the Triwizard Cup, his expression was indescribably happy.

"Dumbledore really trusted Mad-Eye Moody, I didn't even ask for it, and he took the initiative to hand over the task of arranging the Triwizard Cup to me."

"I turned the Triwizard Cup into a portkey and sent Harry Potter to my master. My master will definitely give me a reward!"

After saying these words, Barty Crouch Jr passed out again.

Lucas found a bunch of keys in Crouch Jr's pocket, turned around and came to the big trunk in the room.

There were seven locks on it.

He opened the first lock, and there were only some spell books and quills for writing inside.

He closed it and reopened the second lock. What appeared inside this time was a silver invisibility cloak, and some sundries.

He repeated the above actions, and opened the third, fourth, fifth and sixth locks in turn.

This kind of magic trunk is the most troublesome, because if you want to open the last lock, you can only open all the previous locks.

The last lock was opened, and a sort of dungeon appeared inside, about three meters deep from the ground.

Inside the dungeon lay a scrawny man who was missing a leg.

Lucas drew out his wand, stared at the people in the dungeon and pulled him up with magic.

The real Alastor Moody appeared in front of everyone.

After a year of being trapped inside the trunk, the old Moody's condition was very bad.

After some inspection, Dumbledore said, "He's been under the Imperius Curse and was knocked out."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Moody's head: "The only reason he's alive is probably because Jr needed his hair for a whole year, I hope Alastor wakes up and doesn't blame us for not saving him sooner."

"Severus, please go find Madam Pomfrey and Minister Fudge, and tell him there's a fugitive from Azkaban here."

Professor Snape turned and walked out.

Madam Pomfrey was the first to arrive and seeing the appearance of Mad-Eye Moody, she exclaimed Merlin several times in succession.

When old Moody was taken away, Dumbledore looked away again at Professor McGonagall who had also arrived at some point.

"Minerva, please stay here and watch Barty Crouch Jr, I'll send Harry and Lucas back."

Getting a positive response, Dumbledore and Lucas escorted Harry to the headmaster's office on the seventh floor.

Just when he was about to enter the office, Harry, who was silent for a long time, suddenly asked: "Professor Dumbledore, did you already know that Teacher Moody is Barty Crouch Jr in disguise?"

Dumbledore didn't answer right away. After the three of them entered the office along the stairs, he said, "That's right."

Harry's eyes darkened, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

"Harry, are you okay?"

Sirius had already been waiting in the Headmaster's office early on.

Seeing his godson appear, he hurried forward to check whether the other party was injured.

"I'm fine, Sirius, I just feel stupid, not only being scammed by the fake Professor Moody, but even the person I trust was UNWILLING TO TELL ME THE TRUTH!"

In the last part of his words, Harry exhausted all his strength and roared loudly.

Facing his questioning, Lucas just rolled his eyes, then asked a house elf to bring him some black tea, and sat aside to watch the show slowly.

It is not his responsibility to appease Harry.

When he looked at the old bee… sure enough, he had already walked towards Harry.

"Harry, your performance tonight has already exceeded our expectations. When you faced Voldemort, you were even braver than many adult wizards in the past."

"You have shouldered the burden of an adult wizard, and we have higher expectations for you. Now, you need to go to the infirmary to treat your wounds and have a good night's rest. How about it?"

If it was Harry from before, he would definitely nod his head in agreement without hesitation.

But this time it was different.

Hearing what Dumbledore said just now, Harry, who had suddenly become clever, immediately analyzed something else from the Headmaster's words.

"Professor Dumbledore, how did you know I was facing Voldemort? Were you there?"

Sirius looked at Dumbledore in surprise, and seeing that he was silent, he walked next to his godson to show his attitude.

"Dumbledore, were you at the scene just now? If you were at the scene, why didn't you make a move and let Voldemort be resurrected?"

Looking at the godfather and godson in front of him, Dumbledore felt a headache incoming.

Lucas was right, it was really troublesome for these two to be together.

Before he could answer, Harry said with a straight face: "I think there are some things that I should know."

"After all, I am the one who participated in the Triwizard Tournament, and I am the one who will have to face Voldemort!"

This was what Harry was most dissatisfied with.

He took risks, he faced life and death threats left and right, but in the end he found himself as nothing more than a puppet.

It turned out that all this was designed by others and he only needed to complete the tasks that everyone has assigned for him step by step.

The moment he learned the truth, his heart seemed to have been hit violently. His heart, which was not very strong to begin with, suddenly became fragmented.

At this moment, he didn't know whether he could still trust the old man in front of him. He was even more afraid that every word the other party says is deceiving him.

Facing Harry's displeasure, Dumbledore was silent for a few minutes before he said: "Harry, we didn't tell you, it's for your own good."

"For my own good? If it's really for my own good, you should have told me the plan sooner, right? Only when I understand the complete plan can I better cooperate with you, isn't that good?"

Pfft~!

Lucas, who was on the sofa calmly drinking tea, sprayed the tea in his mouth because of the laughter.

He saw all three of them looking at him, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, I just remembered a very interesting story."

"Lucas Grindelwald, you have nothing to do here!"

Hearing Harry's angry reprimand, Lucas shrugged and put the teacup in his hand on the round table.

"It's nothing to do with me? I think the most ridiculous person here is you!"

As Lucas stood up from the sofa, the terrible magic pressure pushed against the godfather and godson duo.

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