Reincarnation Bloodstone Takes Form, Even Two to One Favors Me

Barty Crouch Jr. was immensely pleased with himself. There was not the slightest hint of panic on his face; he was brimming with confidence.

Although none of those on the other side were much weaker than him, and Abufus and Aaron possessed strength far beyond his own, they had the numbers. If they swarmed them, even if they could not bury them under sheer numbers, they could at least trap them for a while.

Besides, Gabrielle Delacour, their hostage, was still in his hands. Aaron would be wary of hurting her and would not use his full strength lightly.

As long as they held out until his master dealt with Hogwarts' resistance forces, these people would be nothing more than meat on the chopping block—merit delivered right to his doorstep.

"The situation is already very clear," Barty Crouch Jr. said. "The master personally set up an anti-Apparition barrier in the Forbidden Forest. You cannot escape.

For the sake of all our past dealings, surrender!

I will plead for you before the master and grant you a dignified death. If you are lucky, you might even leave behind an intact corpse."

"Tut, tut, tut! You're fucking arrogant." Aaron looked at him with pity. "Just how much confidence has that mistaken understanding given you?"

Barty Crouch Jr. froze for a moment, then sneered. "I would also like to know where your confidence comes from."

"Do you remember the person who broke into Malfoy Manor to free the prisoners?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s expression changed, and he felt a faint ache in his chest.

But he quickly calmed down. This place was under a barrier set up by the Dark Lord. Apparition was impossible.

Besides, Aaron had already summoned Abufus and the others through that so-called White God Mark. He could