Barty Crouch Jr arrested.

(POV of Barty Crouch Jr) *After the ritual altered his mind. He believed he did all this*

~Past~

After my arrest and imprisonment in Azkaban, I remained patient, knowing that my Lord would come to save me. However, it was my father who rescued me, despite being the one who threw me into Azkaban and kept me under the Imperius Curse. Instead of feeling grateful, I resented him even more, but I managed to break free from his spell because of the stronger Imperius Curse I had experienced from my Lord Voldemort.

Once I was free, I struggled to find a way to locate my Master. I attempted to use the Dark Mark, but my connection was weak. Eventually, I discovered an ancient ritual in the library that involved sacrificing a loyal servant to gain more power or heal oneself. I decided to use this ritual to prove my eternal loyalty to my Master, but I faced a dilemma in choosing which servant to sacrifice. I couldn't offer myself since I needed to continue serving my Master in the future, and the other followers were not loyal enough as they relied on the Imperius Curse to carry out their acts. In the end, I chose to sacrifice ten individuals in Azkaban who remained imprisoned rather than betray their Master.

After burning the book containing the ritual, I enlisted the help of my father, who was now under my Imperius Curse, to sneak into Azkaban and rescue the prisoners. I had to kill a guard, but I managed to stun my colleagues and escape with them through a hole in the wall that I created.

I disguised myself as my father using Polyjuice Potion and roamed the streets and forests, seeking any news about my Master. I was fortunate to meet Peter Pettigrew, who informed me of a shadow figure in a forest in Albania that drained the life from anything that came near it. I believed that this was a calling from my Master, and even fate was on my side.

After locking up my father and securing the prisoners, I embarked on a journey to Albania's forests with Peter. However, things took a turn when Sirius, a blood traitor, saw Peter and became possessed, breaking free from the spells on him and Apparating away with Pettigrew. I was angry at myself for not anticipating this outcome and for not being able to place both wizards under the Imperius Curse. To prevent further problems, I stored my stunned colleagues in a magical trunk.

When I finally reached my Lord's resting place, I discovered that he was in his shadowy state. I informed him of the ritual and he commended me for my unwavering loyalty, promising me a reward. With my Lord's loyal servants bound and gagged, I quickly set up the ritual.

As the ceremony began, I felt a surge of powerful magic that overwhelmed me, and I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I found myself surrounded by Aurors, who seemed completely content with having captured me.

~Present~

An Auror approached and pointed at me, asking in Albanian, "Kush je ti?" (Who are you?)

He continued in Albanian, "Kjo është Toka e Shqipërisë." (This is the land of Albania.)

The Auror informed me that I would be arrested and taken to the ministry for using illegal dark magic. I ignored them since I couldn't understand them and instead looked for my Master. I turned around and saw ashes scattered over the ritual circle while people inspected it.

No No NOOO

"Master! Master! where are you."

Did I kill him NOOOOOOO?

I was going to run toward the circle, but I felt a spell hit me, and I WENT rigid. My Master, did I fail him?

However, I then remembered the Dark Mark on my arm, which reassured me that my Master was still alive. Despite this, I knew I had failed him and wanted to apologize, but the Aurors had already sealed my mouth.

The last thing I heard was the Auror ordering, "Merre atë, dua një pyetje të tërë.." (Take him back, I want a whole interrogation.)

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(POV Voldemort, aka Tom Riddle Jr)

I felt a sense of satisfaction when I detected the presence of my servant's Dark Mark nearby. However, that satisfaction quickly vanished when my magic senses picked up on a ritual being conducted in the vicinity. The amount of magic emanating from the ritual was sure to alert the entire Albanian ministry. Although I was immortal, I was too vulnerable in my current state to fend off any attackers. I made the decision to float to the opposite side of the ritual and leave the area.

I was filled with anger and frustration, wishing I had a body to use the Cruciatus Curse. Due to the ritual, I knew that the Aurors would search the entire forest, and there was a possibility that my servant would be discovered. I realized that I was too weak to stay in the area and decided to leave immediately.

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