These Death Eaters, who had escaped punishment back then by bribing the Ministry of Magic or playing dumb, clearly weren't Voldemort's diehard loyalists. They hadn't immediately chosen to believe Barty Crouch Jr.-after all that talk, he hadn't produced any real evidence. At least have their master show his face and say a few words.
They couldn't stake their entire fortunes and throw themselves into helping him just because he invoked their master's name a couple of times.
So they first pressured Dumbledore through the newspapers and the Ministry of Magic, hoping to judge from his attitude whether Voldemort had really returned. At the same time, they had their children at Hogwarts find ways to trouble Harry and Audrey and force answers out of them.
They had tried it on Harry a few times, but he insisted he hadn't lied.
Audrey was more troublesome. She had displayed astonishing strength during the earlier practical Defense Against the Dark Arts classes. Who would dare use force against her?
Barty Crouch Jr. pressed them harder with every passing day. A few days earlier, he had even sent orders to prepare to coordinate with the goblins in an attack on Hogwarts-good grief, attack Hogwarts?
They hadn't been this crazy even when Voldemort was around!
They would be risking their lives.
But if the orders really came from Voldemort, disobeying would lead to an even worse end.
After much agonizing and discussion, they reached a consensus: confirm it one more time!
One final confirmation!
Hence tonight's invitation.
"So that's what happened."
Edward withdrew his Legilimency. He understood now, but still found it strange. The same question remained: even so, wasn't this incredibly stupid?
A former Death Eater inviting students close to Dumbledore into his home, right under Dumbledore's nose, to confirm whether Voldemort was really alive-however