The Marvelous Uses of the "Spirit-Calling Casket"

"Mr. Crouch..." Wizet said. "My plan is simple... I'll prepare a 'medium' and establish a connection between that 'medium' and Mr. Barty Crouch Jr."

"When the time comes to activate the 'medium,' Mr. Barty Crouch Jr. will, in his sleep, tell the 'medium' all sorts of information about Voldemort."

"Very ingenious... using dreams." Barty Crouch Sr. murmured. "At least on the surface, it sounds like a good idea..."

"However! Please don't forget that I said earlier—the Dark Lord is highly skilled in mental magic. I believe you are all well aware of that."

"We have already experienced Voldemort's mental magic firsthand," Wizet said, Hokey the House-elf appearing in his mind.

Hokey had been a victim of Voldemort's mental magic. When Wizet had altered Hokey's memories, he had already witnessed Voldemort's skill in that area.

"If we used ordinary 'mediums,' Voldemort would indeed be likely to notice. But I was fortunate... I obtained an exceptionally special 'medium'..."

He took the Spirit-Calling Casket from his pocket. As he gave it a gentle squeeze, the Spirit-Calling Casket spewed out a cloud of black mist.

Barty Crouch Sr. stared at the black mist. Aside from the strange sense of unreality emanating from its shifting form and presence, he found it somewhat familiar.

Only when the black mist fully took shape, revealing a bald head and noseless face, did he say uncertainly, "The... the Dark Lord?"

"Not entirely..." Wizet explained simply. "I obtained it by accident when I encountered Voldemort before."

"Yes..." Dumbledore picked up another scone, confirming Wizet's explanation. "Wizet has encountered Voldemort several times."

Barty Crouch Sr. nodded, raising his assessment of Wizet by another level.

No matter how Wizet had done it, being able to strip something off the Dark Lord after encountering him was an extraordinary feat.

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