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Chapter 714

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"I was watching them dispose of her body through the window. I didn't think …" Sirius said sadly.

There was no doubt that Barty Crouch Jr.'s mother was a great person. She was willing to do anything for her son.

Elwyn found it hard to imagine how a crazy Death Eater like Barty Jr. could come from such a decent family.

How did his personality degenerate step by step to this point?

Lord Voldemort's seduction was part of it, but Mr. Barty Crouch's misguided education was the main reason.

"What did your father do to you after he brought you home?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"He pretended that my mother had died and held a secret funeral. The grave was empty, and the house-elf, Twinkle, nursed me back to health. My father wanted to hide me and control me, so he had to use a lot of spells to keep me in check. After I recovered, all I wanted was to find my master and serve him again. "

"How did your father keep you in check?" Dumbledore asked.

"The Soul Snatch Curse!" Young Crouch said. "I was controlled by my father and forced to wear the Invisibility Cloak from morning to night. I was always with Twinkle. She was my caretaker. She took pity on me and convinced my father to give me favors sometimes as a reward for good behavior. "

"Master Barty, Master Barty!" Twinkle covered her face and sobbed. "You shouldn't have told them. We'd be in trouble!"

"Did anyone find out you were still alive?" Dumbledore asked softly. "Besides your father and the house-elf?"

"Yes!" Young Crouch's eyelids fluttered again. "There was a witch in my father's office, Bertha Jorkins. She came to my house with papers for my father to sign. My father wasn't home, so Twinkle took her in and returned to the kitchen to take care of me. But Bertha Jorkins heard Twinkle talking to me and came to check. From what she heard, she guessed who was under the Invisibility Cloak. When my father came back, she confronted him. He cast a very powerful Forgetfulness Curse on her, making her completely forget the secret she had discovered. The curse was so strong that my father said it caused permanent damage to her memory. "

"Why did she come to meddle in my master's private affairs?" Sparkle sobbed. "Why didn't she let us go?"

"Tell me about the Quidditch World Cup," Dumbledore said. "The Mark of the Dark Demon that suddenly appeared!"

"Later, Twinkle convinced my father." "She tried to persuade him for months. I haven't been out for years. I like Quidditch. Let him go, she said. He can wear the Invisibility Cloak. He can watch. Let him have some fresh air, she said. My mother would want me to go. She told my father that my mother had saved me because she wanted me to be free, not under house arrest for life. She begged for a long time and my father finally agreed. "

"It was well planned. My father took me and Sparkle to the top box early in the morning. Sparkle could say that she had saved the seat for my father. I sat there and couldn't see anyone. We'll come out after everyone leaves. It looks like Twinkle is alone. No one will find out. "

"But Twinkle didn't know that I was getting stronger. I began to fight against my father's curse. Sometimes I almost came back to myself. Occasionally I seemed to escape his control for a while. That happened in the top box. It was like waking from a dream. I found myself sitting in the crowd, watching the game. There was a wand in front of me, stuck in a boy's pocket. I hadn't had a chance to touch it since I entered Azkaban. I stole it. Twinkle didn't know. Twinkle was afraid of heights. She covered her face with her hands. "

"Master Barty, you bad boy!" whispered Twinkle, tears running down her fingers.

"You took the wand," said Dumbledore. "What did you do with it?"

"I was going to use it to escape my father's control," said Barty Crouch, Jr. Barty Crouch, Jr. said. "But the vampires suddenly attacked. Everyone fled the room, and Twinkle took me with her. In the ruins, I saw the boy named Elwyn Mason fighting the vampire leader. I felt my master's breath on the vampire, but I couldn't find him. I used the wand to shoot the Dark Mark into the air. I had to let my master know that I was there! "

Obviously, the Dark Mark had the opposite effect. Lord Voldemort and the vampires retreated when they saw it!

Before he regained his strength, he didn't want news of his return to be known to the outside world.

Lord Voldemort didn't want the attack to have anything to do with him. Barty Crouch, Jr., overreached …

"After the Dark Mark was created, the wizards of the Ministry of Magic came and cast stun spells everywhere. One of them shot into the ruins where Twinkle and I were standing. It broke the bond between us and knocked us both out. "

"After Twinkle was found, my father knew that I must be nearby. He chased Twinkle away because she didn't look after me. I got the wand and almost ran away. " Barty Crouch, Jr., continued, "I was brought home, and he cast the Soul Snatch Curse on me again. I was controlled again …"

Hearing this, Twinkle let out a desperate cry.

"Now there was only my father and me at home. Then …" Barty Crouch, Jr., shook his head and a perverted smile appeared on his face. "My master came looking for me!"

"He and the group of vampires found me. My master learned that I was still alive. He caught Bertha Jorkins in Albania. He tortured her and made her spill a lot of information. She told him about the Triwizard Tournament and that old Aurora Moody was going to teach at Hogwarts. My master continued to torture her until he broke the Curse of Forgetfulness cast by my father. Bertha told him that I had escaped from Azkaban and that my father had locked me up at home and wouldn't let me find my master. So my master knew that I was still his loyal servant, perhaps the most loyal of all. Based on the information Bertha provided, my master came up with a plan. He needed me. Near midnight that day, he came looking for me. It was my father who opened the door. "

The smile on Barty Crouch's face grew wider, as if he was reminiscing about the happiest time of his life.

A pair of frightened brown eyes peeked out from between Twinkle's fingers. She seemed too frightened to speak.

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