aircannonsinc Chapter 196 The Bizarre Way of Death
Chapter 196 The Bizarre Way of Death
In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Moody was fiddling with the lenses that Hagrid had returned. His looking glass and demon mirror were all torn apart.
The looking glass doesn't matter, that thing is always ringing here, and he destroyed it a long time ago, the key is the demon mirror, when the enemy approaches, it can reflect the appearance of the enemy.
After a night of hard work, he finally repaired the demon mirror. After installing it, figures reappeared on the huge mirror. One of them was very familiar to him, and the other was staggering into the castle.
He will never forget that familiar face in his life!Why?Why is he so stubborn!The Imperius Curse, one of the three Unforgivable Curses, could the opponent resist for so long?
The face that was already covered with scars became extraordinarily ferocious, and he could not allow this person to appear in Hogwarts in this way.
Moody picked up his crutches and hurried out of the office. The other party had already arrived at the gate of the castle!Damn sniff!And Hagrid!
He had to stop him before he entered the castle, if he were to say something, the consequences would be disastrous!
When Barty Crouch saw the Hogwarts castle in front of him, his gaze became a little firmer. The Imperius Curse has been trying to 'shut up' himself, and it was like a strange self was added to his mind. Controlling this body, he dare not relax any more now, if he is not careful, he will be deprived of his autonomy.
Tired, he is too tired, months of repeated competition, almost exhausted his energy, this is the only chance!He must enter Hogwarts Castle, find Dumbledore, and tell him the secret in his heart!
His own son, Barty Crouch Jr., and that wrong Fudge, he has definitely turned to Voldemort. What happened on the day he asked for leave made him shrouded in fear all the time.
Hold the wand tightly in your hand, Hogwarts Castle is close at hand, come in!Crouch was ecstatic in his heart. He stumbled into the entrance hall and headed for the cafeteria. At this time, there were the most people there. As long as he entered the cafeteria, he had succeeded. There are so many little wizards, there will always be someone who will control himself!
"Dumbledore! Come out quickly! I want to see you! I'm running out of time, I did a stupid thing! I'll eat it! I'll eat it! You must be careful! Be careful..." Barty Crouch had already passed through the cafeteria door Outside, seeing the little wizards crowded inside, he couldn't wait to scream loudly.
The moment he stepped into the threshold of the cafeteria, Crouch's voice stopped abruptly, and the strange scene shocked everyone in the cafeteria!
The little wizards all looked at the entrance of the cafeteria. A tattered man rushed in. His speed was very fast, but the second he entered the cafeteria, he tripped over the threshold.
The other party subconsciously supported the ground with his hand, as if he had forgotten the magic wand in his hand. As the wizard's greatest life-saving weapon, it turned into a life-threatening weapon at this time.
"Ron! Who do you think that is? Percy's boss, Mr. Crouch!?" Harry, who was eating in the cafeteria, saw Crouch struggling to move forward with a wand stuck in his chin. "What happened to him!?"
"Oh my god! It's him! It's really Crouch!" Ron exclaimed. Didn't he take sick leave to recuperate at home?How did you come here?And the other party's tattered clothes and scars all over his body, is he imprisoned?Could it be Percy?
The more Ron thought about it, the more terrifying it was that his brother had done such an earth-shattering event!
The little wizards screamed and covered their eyes, not daring to look at Crouch who was already lying on the ground twitching. Many of them even vomited their breakfast all over the floor.
"God, why, why did he die like this?"
"He is a senior official of the Ministry of Magic, how did he become like this?"
"This is terrible, let's stay away from him!"
The timid wizards leaned together in fear, and some courageous senior students surrounded them and pointed.
"What's going on! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Moody rushed in with a cane, and those who were swarming away, he saw Crouch lying on the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to check, and shook it after a while Shaking his head, he sat on the chair next to him, took out the curved jug and took a sip.
"Macon! What's the matter with him?" Hermione squeezed Macon's hand nervously. Crouch's death method was too weird, which really shocked her.
"It's okay, he was under the Imperius Curse and was controlled by someone." Macon looked coldly at Crouch, who was completely silent, and sent the food on the fork into his mouth. It was a beautiful blow. Through the mental muscle, running through the soft palate, a large amount of blood was poured into the trachea, causing him to die of suffocation.
Dumbledore came late with the professors. Seeing Crouch's miserable state, he hurried forward to check it, and signaled Professor McGonagall to appease the little wizards who were in a bad mood.
"Don't worry about it, he was already dead when I came here," Moody shook his head, his tone was a little regretful, as if a like-minded colleague died, "there is one less person in this world who can deal with black people." A wizard's hand."
"Alastor, how did he die?" Dumbledore's voice was cold, that indifferent voice, as if it was not a person who died, but an ant bug, "tell me what happened here .”
Dumbledore's voice made his heart beat faster, and he even broke out in a cold sweat. He had never seen Dumbledore in this state. Fortunately, he had a strong ability to imitate, and quickly adjusted his state.
"Barty was already like this when I came in, and the wand was just stuck in his chin, and there were screams from little wizards everywhere, and it was a mess," Moody said, using the blood-red His big eyes were patrolling the cafeteria, and he found that the black cat was still eating food on his own, squinting his eyes and said, "Maybe you should ask that black cat!"
"Ask what black cat?" Hermione immediately refused when she heard Moody pointing the finger at Macon. "He tripped and fell to his death. Everyone in the cafeteria can testify. He said he did something. It's a stupid thing, it's self-inflicted, and you have to tell the principal to tell him to be careful, and a tragedy happened before he finished speaking."
"When Professor Moody rushed in, Mr. Crouch was still alive, and then he went up to check it himself. After he finished checking, the other party died. The plots that often appear in detective novels are often the first to rush in. It's the murderer!" Hermione finished, glaring at Moody viciously.
"You!" Moody was about to confront Hermione when Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder.
"Okay, Alastor," Dumbledore quickly interrupted Moody, he was afraid that another one would lie down here if he continued, "Macon will not be the murderer, maybe it was just an accident, send Batty to the hospital first I'm going to inform Connelly."
The death of a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic was not a trivial matter. From Hermione's few words, he already understood what happened. It was impossible for her to lie in front of so many people.
"Ron, don't look, what's wrong with you?" Harry saw that Ron was still staring at Crouch's body, which was taken away by Moody.
"Harry, do you think it could be Percy... um!" Harry covered his mouth before Ron could finish speaking.
"Ron! Don't think nonsense, let alone talk nonsense! Percy would never do such a thing, and don't mention this again in the future, it will be troublesome if others hear it!" Harry hurriedly stopped Ron from continuing , Fortunately, the little wizards in the cafeteria are almost gone.
The death of Barty Crouch caused a great uproar in Hogwarts, various speculations continued one after another, the Triwizard Tournament had completely withdrawn from their chat hotspots, and every little wizard turned into a detective and began to reason about Crouch. The real cause of Rauch's death, and who the murderer is.