A Change That Isn't Necessarily Bad

Voldemort had originally wanted to explain a few things, but Barty Crouch Jr. had finished the explanation for him in such a certain tone that Voldemort no longer knew what to say.

"Master, since that map can identify people..." Barty Crouch Jr. took the initiative to break the awkward silence. "And since I inherited that shameful name... perhaps I can make use of it?"

"As far as I know... an event like the Five-Wizard Tournament requires coordination from the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and Barty Crouch Sr... happens to be the head of that department."

"When I was imprisoned by that man, I learned from his drafts... that he would also serve as a judge for the Five-Wizard Tournament. Which means... he would appear at Hogwarts as well."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, a faint smile curling his lips. "They won't be wary of the name 'Barty Crouch'..."

"Barty, I have already lost too much. I do not wish to lose another loyal servant. So... how certain are you?"

Hearing Voldemort say this, Barty Crouch Jr. began to cry again. Speaking through a nasal voice, he said, "I am one hundred percent certain! I know that man far too well!"

"In everyone else's eyes, I already died in Azkaban. And that man sees me as a disgrace, as a prisoner guilty of unforgivable crimes..."

"At least after I escaped, no wizard ever tried to arrest me, and there was never any news about me in the papers."

"He only loves the power of the Ministry of Magic! He is cold and heartless! He cannot compare to you at all, Master! Even if I disappeared, he would never admit to the crimes he committed, nor would he mobilize the Ministry of Magic to hunt me down..."

He let out a soft