If they could get those Dark wizards to contribute as well, it would undoubtedly speed up the depletion!
With that thought, Barty Crouch Sr. looked around. Seeing that Percy was not nearby but standing with Arthur Weasley, he called out someone else's name instead. "John!"
Hearing Barty Crouch Sr. call for him, John Dawlish staggered forward.
Having previously been besieged by several Dark wizards, he had barely survived. Even with Phoenix Tears treating his injuries, he still looked somewhat dispirited. "Director Crouch, what are your orders?"
"Take a group of Ministry of Magic employees and persuade those Dark wizards to switch sides!" Barty Crouch Sr. said. "Have them sign Magical Contracts!"
"As long as they are willing to attack Voldemort, when they stand trial in the future, those who have not committed particularly serious crimes can be given leniency!"
John Dawlish nodded firmly, without the slightest hesitation. "Understood! I'll get right on it!"
Barty Crouch Jr. saw all of this. Seeming to understand what Barty Crouch Sr. intended, he asked, "Dad, can I go with Mr. Dawlish?"
Barty Crouch Sr. froze for a moment, his gaze sweeping over Barty Crouch Jr.'s left arm. "You intend to..."
He did not even wait for Barty Crouch Jr. to explain before nodding heavily. "Go do it! As long as it's the right thing, your father will support you!"
Feeling the encouragement in Barty Crouch Sr.'s eyes, Barty Crouch Jr.'s nose stung.
He felt he had been hopelessly stupid. Why had he ever regarded Voldemort as his master? And why had he never been willing to talk to his father?
But he knew full well that now was not the time to dwell on the past. He immediately followed John Dawlish.
"Mr. Dawlish, if you come across anyone who is wavering, please let me