The Ingenious Use of the "Soul Guiding Box"

"Mr. Crouch..." Vizet said. "My plan is very simple... I'll prepare a 'medium' and have that 'medium' establish a connection with Mr. Barty Crouch Jr."

"When this 'medium' is activated, Mr. Barty Crouch Jr. will speak to it in his sleep, giving all sorts of information about Voldemort."

"Very clever... through dreams." Old Barty Crouch murmured, "At least, it sounds like a good idea..."

"But! Please don't forget what I said earlier. The Dark Lord is highly skilled in Mental Magic. I think you should all be well aware of that."

"We've already had a taste of Voldemort's Mental Magic," Vizet said, the figure of the House-elf Hao Qi surfacing in his mind.

Hao Qi was a victim of Voldemort's Mental Magic. When Vizet had modified Hao Qi's memories back then, he had already experienced Voldemort's accomplishments in that field.

"If ordinary 'mediums' were used, it would indeed be easy for Voldemort to discover them. But I've been very lucky... I obtained an extremely special 'medium'..."

He took the "Soul Guiding Box" out of his pocket. As he gently pinched it, the "Soul Guiding Box" spewed out a cloud of Black Mist.

Old Barty Crouch stared at the Black Mist. The shape it shifted into, and the aura it gave off—apart from a strange sense of unreality—also seemed somewhat familiar to him.

Only when the Black Mist had completely taken shape, revealing a bald head and a noseless face, did he say with some uncertainty, "The... the Dark Lord?"

"Not entirely..." Vizet briefly explained, "I obtained it by accident from Voldemort when I encountered him before."

"Yes..." Dumbledore picked up another scone and confirmed Vizet's explanation. "Vizet has encountered Voldemort several times."

Old Barty Crouch nodded, and his evaluation of Vizet rose another level in his heart;

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