A Change That Wasn't Necessarily a Bad Thing

Voldemort had still wanted to explain a few things, but Barty Crouch Jr. had helped explain everything in such a certain tone that Voldemort instead did not know what to say.

"Master, since that map can identify people..." Barty Crouch Jr. took the initiative to break the deadlock. "And I inherited this shameful name... perhaps it can be of some use?"

"As far as I know... an event like the Five Champions Tournament requires coordination from the International Magical Cooperation Department, and Old Barty Crouch... happens to be the Head of the International Magical Cooperation Department."

"When I was imprisoned by that man, I learned from his drafts... that he would also serve as a Referee for the Five Champions Tournament, which means... he will also appear at Hogwarts."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved in a faint smile. "They won't be on guard against the name 'Barty Crouch'..."

"Barty, I have already lost too much. I do not wish to lose another loyal servant. So... how confident are you?"

Hearing Voldemort say this, Barty Crouch Jr. shed tears again and said nasally, "I am one hundred percent certain! I understand that man too well!"

"In truth, in everyone else's minds, I already died in Azkaban. And that man treated me as a disgrace, as a prisoner guilty of the most heinous crimes..."

"At least after I escaped, no Wizard tried to arrest me, and there was no news about me in any of the newspapers either."

"He only loves the power of the Ministry of Magic! Cold and heartless! He cannot compare to you at all, Master! Even if I went missing, he would absolutely never confess to the crime he committed and mobilize the Ministry of Magic to hunt me down..."

He gently