Barty Crouch Jr. and Voldemort

"Did you truly dream of finding me?" Voldemort stepped forward. "Or were you like those traitors, dreaming that I was really dead?"

Barty Crouch Jr.'s voice weakened. "Master... believe me... believe..."

"Barty, if you want me to believe you, then open yourself completely..." Voldemort said unhurriedly. "Do not conceal anything..."

"Alright..." Barty Crouch Jr.'s voice grew even fainter, while the bluish bruises on his face darkened to blackish purple.

Voldemort raised an arm and pointed at Barty Crouch Jr.'s temple. A wisp of black mist flowed from his finger and entered Barty Crouch Jr.'s temple.

Having sensed this, Dumbledore was finally able to set his mind at ease;

Since the Spirit-Calling Casket could still connect with Barty Crouch Jr., it meant that Barty Crouch Jr. had passed Voldemort's test.

Just as Dumbledore had expected, Voldemort withdrew his finger and made a hissing sound.

Upon hearing Voldemort's Parseltongue, the giant venomous snake stopped constricting Barty Crouch Jr. It retreated behind Voldemort, coiling part of its body around him and pressing its cheek against his.

Voldemort clearly trusted this giant venomous snake immensely. He directly gave up control of his body, leaning against the snake with extreme languor as he let out another series of hisses.

Barty Crouch Jr. sat kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath.

Dumbledore frowned slightly and tried to analyze the Parseltongue Voldemort had just spoken.

Under normal circumstances, the sounds made by snakes were quite faint, and he rarely had an opportunity like this to interpret them.

"Release him... Nagini... he is my most loyal servant..."

"I do not like it too bright... Let us go farther inside..."

"Nagini?" Dumbledore looked at the giant venomous snake, his expression turning complicated.

Through Barty Crouch Jr., he could sense that Voldemort's relationship with this giant venomous snake was far