Help Me Kill Someone!

Many people say that Crouch possesses an imposing presence that commands respect without needing to be angry.

This is normal. As a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic, although he was marginalized, he was still a director in charge and held considerable power.

Having been in a position of authority for a long time, coupled with his strictness, he naturally exuded a special aura.

Many of his subordinates would tremble involuntarily when they spoke to him, and he could easily detect if they lied, even without using Legilimency.

The subordinates were all like this, and the young wizards would be so frightened that their legs would go weak.

This is a kind of cowardice under pressure, and Crouch was very good at using this method to interrogate others.

But the boy in front of him greatly surprised Crouch.

The sightings of Albania Auror, the destruction of the forest, the deaths at the Prancing Pony Inn... with so many things happening together, Crouch was certain that William and Hermione had definitely been to Albania.

They rescued Bertha from Albania!

But when faced with questioning, William still demonstrated remarkable composure:

He remained calm and composed, his logic was clear, and he even lied openly.

But even if you know he's lying... do you have proof?

William could easily bring in a Minister for Magic and a Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement... to give him false testimony!

Yes, ministers and directors from other countries risked their reputations to give false testimony for a minor wizard!

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, but only heard about it... Crouch would definitely have slapped the person who said it across the face.

Crouch was utterly shocked by this influence.

He then realized that he was not facing an ordinary young wizard, but someone who had received:

A wizard who has received the Order of Merlin, the France Medal of Valor, the Italy Order of Magic, First Class, and the Venice Doge's Medal...

For an ordinary person, receiving one medal is a lifelong honor, but this guy... takes medals like they're water!

It's no exaggeration to say that the Stark ' global influence is already catching up with Dumbledore's!

He is only fifteen years old.

To be honest, Crouch admired Stark, very much so... He even couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if he were his son!

Not that rebellious son!

Crouch loosened his collar.

This situation was unexpected, and he needed to change his strategy.

Sitting across from Crouch, William could clearly sense that the high-ranking official from the Ministry of Magic was no longer as aggressive as before.

"Mr. Stark, please forgive my lapse in composure just now," Crouch said softly.

"You are a genius of the United Kingdom, and I certainly won't hold you accountable because of a few words from other countries."

But you should know that Bertha used to work in my department.

Crouch's voice suddenly became very low.

"Bertha's memory has always been excellent, but one day, she suddenly started forgetting things; her memory was failing her."

William nodded slightly; he had discovered this long ago.

Crouch continued:

"I still care about my subordinates. After observing them many times, I've finally confirmed that she's most likely been subjected to a powerful form of Memory Charm."

Crouch's gaze hardened again.

"Bertha is the kind of person who likes to pry into secrets; she must have discovered something important."

But her brain was severely damaged, and I couldn't find any information about it.

A year passed, and her condition did not improve. I transferred her to the Department of Magical Games and Sports, where the pressure was less, hoping she could rest and recuperate.

William crossed his arms, carefully considering Crouch's words. Logically, they seemed perfectly logical.

"You might not know," Crouch said, his eyes darkening.

"Our Department of International Magical Cooperation and Department of Magical Games and Sports are jointly hosting this Quidditch World Cup."

But at the most crucial moment, Ludo gave the Department of Magical Games and Sports a day off. And Bertha herself got into trouble at this time.

I doubt..."

Crouch sighed deeply and said seriously, "Bertha seems to have remembered something; the person who used the Memory Charm has attacked her again."

"You mean... it's Ludo Bagman's?" Hermione asked with a strange look in her eyes.

"No... Miss Granger." Crouch shook his head.

"That idiot Ludo wouldn't dare take a vacation so casually; it was secretly instructed by someone with more power."

On the surface, they're targeting me, but it's actually a feint; they're deliberately targeting Bertha.

William nodded; he finally understood. Crouch was implying that this belonged to... Minister Fudge.

Bertha learns some of Fudge's secrets and is then subjected to Memory Charm by him.

But William knew it wasn't Fudge's, it was Voldemort's.

However, Bertha knows someone's secret, which could indeed be Fudge's secret, given his habit of accepting bribes.

Crouch's guess, without knowing Voldemort, is logically sound.

"So, William," Crouch's form of address changed.

"When she rescued Bertha, did she say anything... strange?"

His eyes were shining.

"If there is any, please tell me... I am very worried about Bertha, and also about your safety."

Since that person dared to attack Bertha, you may not be safe.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Crouch," William said with a smile.

"But really, no. When I found her, Bertha was already unconscious. You can wait until she wakes up and ask her."

Crouch remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

"If there's nothing else, we need to go back." William stood up.

"Yes, please let me know if anything happens."

The two figures gradually disappeared into the distance, but Crouch remained seated in his chair, unmoved.

The fire in the fireplace flickered, half of his figure hidden in shadow, half illuminated by the firelight.

The House-elf Winky appeared, and she lowered her head and shrieked:

"Master, should I keep an eye on them?"

Mr. Crouch showed no reaction, as if he hadn't heard Winky's words.

After an unknown amount of time, he shook his head and said, "They may not know the truth from Bertha, but if you go, Stark will definitely find out and arouse his suspicion."

He and that witch named Granger were far too clever and perceptive.

Tonight's conversation was somewhat presumptuous, but Crouch had to insist on the invitation.

It's already strange that Bertha was tortured with the Cruciatus Curse. During the torture, she may have broken her Memory Charm and revealed some secrets.

Crouch had to make sure Bertha didn't say anything strange when they rescued Bertha.

For example... Barty Crouch Jr. Crouch. is still alive.

Crouch couldn't let this get out, or he'd be finished.

His reputation was ruined, he suffered a complete defeat, and there was no possibility of him making a comeback.

Fortunately, he deliberately steered the matter toward Fudge.

Fudge does indeed have many sordid secrets, and he did indeed hint to Ludo to give the Department of Magical Games and Sports a day off.

The real lie... is nine parts truth and one part falsehood.

Even if Stark was intelligent, he couldn't possibly suspect Crouch after Crouch brought up Bertha's unusual behavior.

"How is he?" Crouch suddenly asked.

"Very good, Master Barty... he... is very obedient." Winky raised his eyes, trembling, and looked at Crouch's face.

"Keep an eye on him... Don't let him leave! Otherwise, I'll... kick you out!"

When William returned to the tent, he found that Nicolas and the others had not yet come back.

With the women out, the three of them let loose and went wild.

Based on William's many years of experience, these three were planning to stay out all night!

Nicolas is truly a lone wolf who has corrupted a whole group of people.

Neville was still in the room, not having gone out. He had eaten the Gillyweed and was soaking in the bathtub with Trevor.

This must be what they call mixed bathing.

Anyway, the way Trevor looked at Neville was gentle now, and the indifference he used to show was gone.

It seems it has come up with a bold idea.

Anne, Luna, and Ginny did return, and they hid in their room playing Family Computer.

William, getting carried away with his observations, prepared to offer some expert advice, only to be met with disdain from the three little ones.

Mr. Weasley and Lovegood both got tickets to the final match, not full-length tickets.

They didn't watch the first game, so they're not here now.

The two daughters were left with William without any worries, not even about "Avi, the strange brother of their daughters' classmates".

Okay, if this kind of plot twist happened, Hermione would definitely kill William first.

Her research into the curse was becoming increasingly in-depth, and she was able to answer many questions that even William couldn't answer.

Since everyone had their own things to do, William could only retreat to his room and continue his research on Potions.

As for the people who came looking for him, he ignored them all.

A gentle breeze blew by, and a figure Apparition in his room.

The man was wearing a long black robe and looked about seven or eight parts like William.

--Professor Babbling

Her first words startled William.

"Help me kill someone!"

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