Voldemort had never intended for Barty Crouch Jr. to die. Or rather, he believed that even in a battle against so many Aurors and members of the Magic Corps, a powerful Wizard like Barty Crouch Jr. could not possibly be killed.
If he were that useless, Voldemort would never have trained him as his successor.
He had only meant to let Barty Crouch Jr. suffer a little and recognize the strength of the Magic Corps on the battlefield. With Barty Crouch Jr.'s intelligence, he was sure to start reflecting on the position he ought to hold in the Magical Congress.
Once he saw reason, he would become the most loyal and useful subordinate of Speaker Tom Riddle.
In Voldemort's eyes, the only truly troublesome person at the scene was Severus Snape, who had somehow suddenly figured out how to perform group Resurrection.
The subordinate who had betrayed him.
Oh~
Voldemort could more or less guess what had happened.
After all, in his long life, he had never seen so many people grow so rapidly. Viewed over a longer span of time, it was easy to see that the variable was his good Apprentice, Anton.
But so what if Snape had grown? Voldemort still thought little of him.
Yes, he even thought little of Grindelwald, that old predecessor.
Surely the Dark Lord himself didn't have to deal with a minor figure like Severus? No matter how powerful the man became, he was destined to face Voldemort's most capable subordinate, Barty Crouch Jr.
It would make a good warm-up.
Voldemort considered the fallout from this incident and plotted the next steps the Magical Congress should take.
Being Speaker of the American Magical Congress was nowhere near enough to satisfy his ambition. It was only the beginning.
Just then, he slowly came to