Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"No, I was very weak at the time, almost without any combat effectiveness." Crouch shook his head.

"Who stunned me?" Krum yelled unwillingly. Although he didn't suffer much damage, he was a little unhappy after all, which made him lose face.

"It's him." Crouch raised his index finger and pointed to a man at the teacher's desk.

"Just kidding, Mad-Eye Moody?" The long tables made a squeaky sound.

All the students and teachers at the long table almost unanimously had a commotion, and even looked at the old Auror alertly.

"Of course it's not who he is now, but he who used to be." Crouch said slowly.

"My son adores the Dark Lord fervently. He found him after escaping. They conceived some horrible plans, and one of them was to replace Moody and become a teacher at Hogwarts. "

"What Voldemort miscalculated was that he was too careless. Even though I didn't have my own will at that time, I still remembered all this subconsciously."

"He teamed up with another Death Eater to stun Mad-Eye Moody, and then replaced him with a compound decoction."

"Oh my god! Alastor!" Professor McGonagall had raised his wand at this time and pointed at Moody not far away.

Flitwick also stood on the chair and squeezed his wand tightly, as if he would pick up the glory of his duel champion at any time.

The atmosphere became tense for a while.

The old Auror was still tasting a piece of buttery bread in front of him, which seemed to have been caught in his hand before, and was not recovered by the house elf's magic.

"Oh, calm down, Minerva, I'm genuine now." He grinned, the magic eye swirling in his eye sockets.

"Isn't Dumbledore still here? I think he is enough to prove that I am who I am now." The old Auror stood up unhurriedly and explained.

Dumbledore waved his hand at this time, gave Professor McGonagall a relieved look, and signaled Crouch to continue.

"At that time, my son wanted to kill me. Moody really saved me. He should have broken free of my son's prison."

At this time, other talents unanimously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then Dumbledore also appeared. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he chose to conceal the news temporarily."

"In order to recover me, they spent a lot of thought, and Dumbledore did not give up at all to dig out Voldemort's conspiracy and learn the truth."

"Veritaserum... let my son tell almost everything. I was there at the time, watching him little by little, and I would confide in a whisper."

"Maybe the time limit for Veritaserum has come. My son is sober. He quickly realized what he had done. He betrayed his supreme master. He was ashamed and committed suicide." Crouch wanted to try his best to calm down. Explaining this reality, but his trembling hands still exposed his extremely sad emotions.

"And today, as a sinner, I just want to use my little conscience to remind you that maybe a turbulent era is about to come again, and we should be prepared."

"Finally, among this, I also want to point out a student who is also one of the accomplices."

Furong's face became paler and paler, and Hermione subconsciously followed the middle-aged man's gaze and saw only one person she never wanted to see.

"Draco Malfoy."

"No!" Narcissa screamed, clutching her chest, seeming to be irritated, and then fainted at the long table.

"Nonsense!" Lucius stood up from the long table and said angrily.

The group among the students fry again,Many people looked at the warrior in front of the stage in astonishment.

"At least in the information I learned, this student has given the Dark Lord a lot of help." Crouch continued to gasp.

"The Dark Lord did not shy away from talking about his plan in front of me, which made me know many secrets..."

"This is so funny, Dumbledore, I ask you to get rid of this crazy talking lunatic right away." Lucius shouted to Dumbledore in a panic.

"I think everyone is qualified to know the truth, don't they?" Dumbledore helped his half-moon lens and said flatly, ignoring Lucius' request.

"Lucius, don't worry too much. The Dark Lord hasn't mentioned you. He just often discusses some plans for his "resurrection" with his humble servant. Your son played an important role during this period. "

"I'm worried, what am I worried about?" Lucius' usual gloomy voice became excited and high-pitched now.

"You know it very well in your heart. I think an Auror will come to you for liquidation in the future. Of course, our attention now should be on your son."

"These things were also confided by my son before he died. I was not the only one present at the time. Principal Dumbledore and Mr. Auror Moody could testify. I didn't need to frame any innocent student, did I?"

"I suggest controlling him now," Crouch added.

The two male warriors beside Malfoy immediately took a step back and pointed their wands at him.

"It's unimaginable." Krum stretched out his strong arm, raised his arm, and pointed his wand at Malfoy.

"Oh. I actually don't like people pointing my wand at me." Malfoy shrugged and said helplessly, and then Harry and Krum suddenly felt that their wrists were crooked, paralyzed, and the wand fell to the ground.

Everything happens between the electric light and flint.

"After rewinding, let us take care of it." Professor McGonagall shouted loudly, no matter what it is right or wrong, we must first ensure the order of the scene and the safety of the rest of the students.

Dumbledore made no objection to Crouch's words, which was almost sufficient to prove the truthfulness of his words.

And Lotus on the side seemed to be stunned by this huge shocking fact, standing stupidly in place.

Her delicate face was suddenly stained with a flush of anger.

"You are actually this kind of person, I misunderstood you!"

Malfoy looked at Fleur with a slight astonishment. He didn't know why Fleur said such words without thinking.

Even if it is the same hatred, this line seems to be something wrong.

"Oh my God! Fleur, don't go there." Madam Maxim screamed.

Fleur rushed straight towards Malfoy in this way, her slender legs suddenly exploded with astonishing speed, she seemed to lose her mind, and the tip of her wand began to brew a dazzling light.

The people in the auditorium suddenly fell into a commotion.

"Professor McGonagall, please stop deforming the carpet under me immediately, otherwise I don't know what irreversible things my wand will do." Professor McGonagall, who had already got up at the long table, immediately let go. He lost his magic wand, but his defensive eyes did not move away from the boy.

"Also, Professor Flitwick, please put your wand under the table. I repeat it again. I don't want anyone to point my wand at me. Don't think that you are short and I can't see your little movements."

The little teacher put away his wand angrily.

For them, it is totally impossible to care about other people's lives. After all, it seems that Furong's life safety is no longer under his control.

At this time, Furong was standing stiffly in front of the main guest table. She now lost the ability to move freely because she was holding a magic wand in her throat.

Malfoy's wand.)!!