v2 Chapter 425： witty and brave little Barty

I was spotted by Grindelwald and went to Hogwarts Chapter 425: Witty and Brave Little Barty

In the dark dungeon, Barty Crouch Jr. was tightly bound to an interrogation chair, his clothes smelled of decay, his thick beard almost covered half of his face, and his cheekbones were prominent. It's like someone who hasn't had a good meal in years.

Because he was locked in a dungeon without sunlight all the year round, Barty's face was terrifyingly pale, and his long yellow hair was lifeless, like withered grass on the snow.

"Here's your master, Barty Crouch Jr."

After the man in black robe said these words, Barty's child hole trembled like an earthquake, he raised his head in disbelief, and then stretched his neck hard to see the scene behind him across the man in black robe .

Voldemort, who was being held in his arms, let out an inexplicable, sinister laugh. His voice was weak, but it was indeed the one Barty was familiar with.

"Barty..."

The black-robed man stepped aside, and Voldemort was carried to Barty Jr.

Barty Jr.'s eyes widened, his eyes full of great shock and incomprehensible worry.

"Lord, master, my esteemed master..." Little Barty murmured.

Voldemort gave a hoarse "ha" before revealing his terrifying yet weak form.

Little Barty Tong Kong Juzhen asked almost subconsciously, "Master, master... what happened?"

Voldemort snorted coldly: "Barty... You can recognize me, which makes me both happy and disappointed. The joy is that you are still loyal, even if your master temporarily loses some of his power, you can still remember me and recognize me. , which is much better and stronger than those traitors who say they are loyal..."

"And the disappointment is..." Voldemort's voice became cold, "Barty, how on earth did you become so stupid? That kid named Sean Wallup pretended to be me, and then you were so naive , foolishly believed him? It made me confused, sad, angry..."

"Where's that Barty I can trust? Where's that scheming, vengeful, cold and cruel little Barty Crouch? You've fallen into the same realm as those idiots."

Barty's mouth opened and closed, but no words came out, only the sound of bubbles and meaningless "ah um" in his throat.

The black-robed man glanced at it, then said with a sneer, "Voldemort, your faithful servant seems to be the only one left."

Little Barty lowered his head and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The man in black continued: "When we began to infiltrate the British Ministry of Magic, we found that someone had taken a step ahead of us - in front of us, and took control of the new minister Barty Crouch."

"Oh, I remembered that this little Mr. Crouch was equally commendable. He used his Unforgivable Charm very well. Mr. Minister talked to so many people every day and participated in various meetings every day. And in this kind of Under the circumstances, no one has found out that he has been controlled by the Imperius Curse."

"I have to say, Mr. Crouch's Imperius Curse is very accomplished, of course—" the man in black robe laughed gloomily, "How could someone who can cast the Unforgivable Curse on his father not be good at black magic? "

"He saved us a lot of trouble, and the task of controlling the minister went smoothly - after all, he was already under control..."

"We quickly emptied the power of other high-level British Ministry of Magic, either to control, to seize power, or to isolate, and it didn't take long for the entire British Ministry of Magic to be ours."

"And then we found this Mr. Barty Crouch Jr—"

The man in black robe floated to the side of Voldemort and Barty Jr. He looked at Voldemort's frail appearance and sneered: "This gentleman, this gentleman who controlled his minister's father, we even thought he was at first. It's my own."

"After all, you've been working with us for so long, and it's only natural to tell your most loyal cloth some things - and then what?"

The man in black robe turned his head and glanced at the little Barty who was bowing his head and said nothing: "He thinks we are the enemy, ha, he thinks that the returnees are just trying to rob his great master's achievements."

"This lunatic, pretending to cater, when our defenses were the most relaxed, took the lives of three people with a life-suppressing spell, stunned at least five people, and then blew up half the living room of a manor - if it wasn't for me He also kept an eye on it, and he could even get out of it that night."

As he spoke, the mockery of the black-robed man's voice became stronger and stronger.

"Do you know what he's going to do if you let him go, Mr. Voldemort?"

"Huh, go run away, go after his master, that, Sean Wallup!"

"His loyalty to you is touching, but unfortunately, he chose the wrong person for his allegiance - Sean Wallup pretending to be you and intimidating the Death Eaters, Mr. Voldemort, this servant of yours Impeccable indeed, but he's taken Sean Wallup for the real you!"

The black-robed man became more and more excited. It seemed that Barty did cause them a lot of damage when he was about to escape, and they didn't seem to ask anything after locking Barty for so long.

"We've imprisoned him for so long, huh, we didn't get any news, he's as stinky and hard as old limescale in the bathroom—he thinks he's allegiance to you, he thinks he's doing the best The loyal thing is to be against us, with your collaborators of Mr. Voldemort!"

"Excellent Occlumency, the ability to reject Veritaserum's rodless deformation, and even true and false echoes and disguise, he almost deprived the returnees of their patience for thousands of years, and I even wanted to dig him directly. look at the brain."

The man in black robe snorted coldly: "If it wasn't for the fact that he is the loyal subordinate you desperately need, this little Mr. Barty should have been lined up at the gate of **** by now."

The man in black robe said a lot, as if he was complaining and venting. Of course, if this scene fell in the eyes of a caring person, they would definitely think that the man in black robe was suppressing Voldemort's momentum.

He wanted to turn collaborators into subordinates.

Voldemort also slowly raised his head at this time, and his wrinkled baby-like, noseless snake face showed no expression, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

"It's just a farce..." said Voldemort coldly at last.

The man in black robe laughed mockingly: "The farce is over, Mr. Voldemort, take back your loyal servant's heart."

Voldemort ignored him and turned to Barty Jr. "Barty, look up."

Barty Jr. twisted uneasily on the interrogation chair, and finally raised his head slowly, but he didn't look at anyone present, and his eyes wandered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Invincible begins with the sacrifice of ancestors"

"Barty, come and tell me, who is the man you swore your allegiance to forever?"

Barty's lips twitched a few times, but the voice that came out was unusually firm: "Of course the greatest Dark Lord, Voldemort, my life, my life, and my honor can all be dedicated."

Voldemort laughed, like an ugly old record player.

"This answer is at least satisfactory to me, Barty, you have done a lot of stupid things, it is not like you at all, but I can give you another chance, not because I am kind enough, but because you are enough loyalty."

"Go and apologize to the returnees, and then I allow you to remain loyal to me and to kiss my robes."

As he said this, Voldemort's voice was full of conceit and pride.

"Really, can you really...my master..." Barty still didn't dare to look directly, but said cowardly.

"Now is the moment when you need people urgently, Barty, one mistake is not enough to make me lose my trust in you, although I am very disappointed in your ability to discern... But I will give you this opportunity and give you a chance to prove yourself. Opportunity."

"That, that's really good..." Little Barty whimpered, as if moved by the benevolent master.

Voldemort stopped the other's whimper impatiently: "Your cry makes me sick, Barty, look up, I will not allow my most trusted servant to become this cowardly look."

"Yes, yes, Master!"

Voldemort glanced at the black robe with pride in his eyes, as if a loyal servant could win him a lot of face.

"Come, look at me, Barty—" Voldemort's voice became illusory and bewitching, "open your brain to me, I want to see your memory, I want to see, that Sean Wallop what did you do to..."

"Okay, okay, master." Little Barty nodded in agreement as if pounding garlic.

He finally raised his head slowly.

And Voldemort got a little closer, and the snake's eyes became illusory and deep.

There was regret, remorse and some excitement on Barty Jr.'s face, which made Voldemort very satisfied. Although they admitted themselves wrong, Voldemort knew that this was not a betrayal.

Part of his soul fragment was absorbed by Kid Wallup, and his yew wand was also in the other's hand. With these and the unique spell in his memory, it was not difficult for that kid to imitate his own appearance.

At the time, he was so weak that he didn't even dare to answer the Death Eaters' calls to be on the safe side.

In this case, Sean Wallup took advantage of it. Although Voldemort was very angry and wanted to kill all these idiots, he was still able to maintain a certain sense of reason.

The object of Barty's allegiance is still himself, that's enough...

As long as I can recreate a new body and restore my previous strength, everything can be solved easily...

Thinking about it, Voldemort looked at Barty Jr.'s face, and he wanted to see what Wallup did, so that his fanatical believers believed in him.

However, his Legilimency did not enter Barty Jr.'s mind unimpeded, and he was blocked.

Then, Voldemort saw a mocking and gloomy face.

"Pooh!"

The expression on Barty's face disappeared, and he spat fiercely at Voldemort in his swaddling clothes.

The saliva fell on Voldemort's face, and he didn't even have a direct attack, but froze on the spot.

Then, Voldemort was furious.

"You know, what are you doing?!"

Without a wand, Voldemort just held out a finger tremblingly, and the green light pierced Barty!

However, the green light was blocked, and it was the man in black robe who shot.

"Can't kill him, he has information on Sean Wallup."

Voldemort said sharply: "You! You lowly worm! How dare you treat your master!"

Little Barty laughed nervously, with sarcasm and foolishness in his laughter, he didn't even care about the passing green light, he was just laughing wildly.

Voldemort gradually calmed down, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Barty laughed for a long time before coming back to his senses. He quickly stuck out his tongue and licked his lips with a twisted smile on his face.

"I told you from the first day you caught me—ha, don't let me betray my master!"

"Ha - I was wondering before, why you dare to claim that you are working with my master, it turned out to be for today's trick."

Voldemort and the man in black were both furious and wished to kill the stupid Death Eater on the spot.

But the little Barty was still mocking the two of them: "One singing and one harmony, pretending to be my master? Hahaha, your research is really deep, and even the most ardent believer like me can't see the flaws - but, the Xiao in your mouth En Wallop, that's my true master, and the great Voldemort has been given a new body."

"You can't be more clear about this matter, do you want me to emphasize it to you?"

"Idiots!" Little Barty was laughing happily, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "You can't get any useful information from me, even if it kills me!"

Voldemort's tiny disgusting body was shaking up and down, as if gasping for anger, and there was even a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Because he couldn't understand what the Wallup kid did to convince Barty Jr. that Wallup was the real Voldemort.

Barty Jr. is still taunting them: "Don't use idiot-like tricks in front of me, being caught by you, this is my huge dereliction of duty, the master will be very disappointed in me - but I will not show up any more. A mistake, hahahaha."

"To shut up!"

Voldemort shouted angrily, and Barty was pressed the mute button. Although his mouth was still opening and closing, he could no longer make any sound.

The man in black robe snorted, and then walked outside.

Voldemort was also carried after him.

The dungeon was closed again, and the man in black looked at Voldemort: "Little Barty has been completely brainwashed by Wallup. Even, he is brainwashing himself, he will not believe you."

Voldemort snorted coldly: "Hmph... Then force his memory to be read directly."

"Oh? You're not worried about the lives of your subordinates?"

"Idiot, what's the use of it?"

The man in black robe laughed sarcastically: "On the one hand, reading useful information, on the other hand, you also want to see how Wallup brainwashed him, right?"

Voldemort stopped talking, but the anger in his eyes couldn't stop. +Bookmark+