Immortals At Hogwarts In Marvel

The plants planted in the Quidditch Stadium grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when they came over the low wall, they grew higher and higher, and soon surpassed their height.

"It's high enough, high enough." Bagman hurriedly shouted, as these plants continue to grow, this place can be directly transformed into a forest.

Everyone looked at the tall plant wall around, and suddenly everyone realized one thing. They are still in the middle of the field right now. Isn't this surrounded by a maze?

"It seems that Luke is going to help bring everyone back to the castle, okay? It's a bit cold here..." Bagman said with a smile. If there were no Luke's magical magic, they would have to get out of the maze by themselves.

"Everyone can't go back to the castle for the time being. I found someone outside." Luke finished speaking. Everyone felt a sudden shaking around, and the scene changed, and they were outside the maze.

While everyone was horrified by Luke's magic methods, a man suddenly stumbled out from behind a tall oak tree. Harry didn't recognize it for a moment... Then, he realized that it was Mr. Crouch.

Mr. Crouch seemed to have been wandering outside for many days. The knees of his robe were torn, blood stained, his face was covered with scars, his beard was shaggy, and his face was gray and haggard. His original neat hair and beard all needed to be washed and cleaned. Trimmed. His appearance is strange, but the strangest thing is his behavior.

Mr. Crouch seemed to be talking to someone, and only he could see this person. He kept muttering and gesturing.

"Merlin's beard, what happened to you Barty." Bagman said in surprise.

Mr. Crouch didn't look at him, he just kept talking to a tree next to him.

"...Wetherby, after you finish this matter, send an owl to Dumbledore to send a letter to confirm the number of students in Durmstrang participating in the competition. Karkaroff said in a letter that there were twelve. indivual……"

"Buddy?" Bagman said carefully, feeling that Crouch's state was a bit strange.

"...Then send an owl to deliver a letter to Ms. Maxim. She may also increase the number of students. Since Karkaroff's number has increased to twelve... Let's do it, Wetherby, okay? Okay? Okay..."

Mr. Crouch's eyes were prominent, and he stood there, staring straight at the tree, and muttering silently. Then he staggered a few steps to the side and fell to his knees with a thump.

"Bati?" Bagman exclaimed. "Are you okay?"

"Mr. Crouch is in a very bad state of mind, now we need to let Dumbledore know." Luke stepped forward.

Dumbledore appeared abruptly in front of everyone, wearing a long green robe with a surprised expression on his face. He was still in the principal's office just now, and suddenly the space fluctuated outside.

"Something went wrong?" He looked at Luke, and then he saw Crouch lying on the ground. "Barty, what's the matter with you?"

Dumbledore immediately walked to Mr. Crouch, who was on his knees.

"Professor, Mr. Crouch's spirit is not very good. Give him this Ning Shen Pill." Luke handed a pill to Dumbledore.

After Dumbledore helped Mr. Crouch to take the medicine, Mr. Crouch improved, staring at Dumbledore and said hurriedly: "I escaped... blame me... blame me... Bertha died. Now... I’m all to blame... my son... I’m all to blame... the dark devil... is strong..."

"It made you suffer, Mr. Crouch, don't worry, I think, let the person say it more clearly." Luke said.

In the same way as Dumbledore appeared, Professor Moody also suddenly appeared beside the crowd. Dumbledore raised his brows. Does Moody have anything to do with this matter? He looked at Luke.

Professor Moody didn't say a word when he arrived, staring at Crouch and Luke on the ground.

"What? Do you really think I can't help you if you don't speak?" Luke smiled playfully and looked at Moody.

"List!"

Suddenly there was the sound of iron chains churning and colliding around. When everyone was surprised, everyone saw burning red iron chains appearing around them, sealing the whole world. This is a high-level usage of the nine-character mantra developed by Luke, which integrates the characteristics of other magic on the basis of the original effect.

"Unless you have the Ability with the Shattered Void, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today." Luke said softly.

"You mean Barty Crouch Jr.?" Luke said slowly.

Little Crouch took a trembling deep breath, and then spoke in a flat, non-emotional tone. "Appearing here, I already know the ending."

"What? Isn't Little Crouch in Azkaban?" Bagman said in shock. Many people in the Ministry of Magic knew about Little Crouch.

"Then, please tell everyone, why are you here? How did you escape from Azkaban?" Luke said.

Little Crouch took another deep breath and continued speaking in a flat voice.

"My mother saved me. She knew that she was going to die, and begged my father to rescue me as the last thing to do for her. My father loved her very much, even though he never loved me. He agreed. They came to see together. I, gave me a drink of compound decoction with my mother's hair in it. Mother drank the compound decoction with my hair. We exchanged looks."

"Dementors are blind. They smelled a healthy person and a dying person walking into Azkaban, and they smelled a healthy person and a dying person leaving Azkaban. My father secretly took me out of Azkaban. I took it out. I pretended to be my mother in case any prisoners could see through the cracks in the door."

"My mother died in Azkaban not long after. She never forgot to drink the compound decoction. When she died, she was still like me and was buried as me. Everyone thought it was me."

Little Crouch's eyelids quivered.

"What happened to you after your father took you home?" Luke asked calmly.

"Pretending that my mother died, a secret funeral was held. The tomb was empty. The house elves took care of me to recover. My father wanted to hide me and control me. He had to use many spells to restrain me. After I recovered my strength, I just wanted to find my master... to serve him again."

"How did your father restrain you?" Luke asked.

"Imperial Curse," said little Crouch, "I was controlled by my father and forced to wear an invisibility cloak from morning to night. I stayed with the house elves. She was my caregiver. She sympathized with me. Persuade my father to give me some preferential treatment sometimes as a reward for my good performance."

"What happened later? Talk about Helbo" Luke continued to ask.

"Later... Later..." Little Crouch shook his head, with a perverted smile on his face, "A guy who called himself Helbo appeared, and he and my master came to me!

"He and Helbo found me, and my master came up with a plan. He needed me, and he came to me near midnight that day. It was my father who opened the door."

The smile on Little Crouch's face grew stronger, as if recalling the happiest time in his life.

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