Outside the Durmstrang Headmaster's Office, a rapid knock sounded.
"Come in!" Barty Crouch Jr.'s cold voice rang out.
A Durmstrang professor pushed open the door, his face full of anxiety. "Deputy Headmaster! Another student has had an accident!"
"Another piece of trash incapable of comprehending the wonders of magic?" Barty Crouch Jr. raised an eyebrow and asked impatiently. "Details? Did he blow himself to pieces like Alexei?"
Voldemort and Herpo entered the Headmaster's Office without a sound. Floating behind Voldemort was a Durmstrang student.
The student's condition was bizarre. His skin looked as though all the blood in his body had been drained, then ink had been injected to make up for it, leaving it covered in dense, strange black patterns.
The professor noticed this, and his face turned deathly pale at a visible speed.
He tried his best to keep his voice steady as he spoke rapidly. "It's fifth-year Grigory Vladimirov! His soul seems to... seem to have disappeared!"
The moment Voldemort entered the Headmaster's Office, Barty Crouch Jr. had already risen to his feet, instinctively bending his knees to salute.
Only when he saw Voldemort lightly shake his head did he straighten again and question the professor in an annoyed tone. "What do you mean?"
"It's like he received a Dementor's Kiss..." Although the professor tried to remain calm, his body could not help trembling as he described Grigory Vladimirov's condition.
"He's lost his emotions, his memories... no! There's nothing left at all! It's like he received a Dementor's Kiss... only an empty shell remains."
"Useless scum!" Barty Crouch Jr. sneered, his disgust and contempt unmistakable.
"His talent is too poor, so he couldn't set foot on the true 'path of magic.' Then he—"
"Deputy Headmaster!" The professor clenched his fists, his face flushing red. It was as