Chapter 90 Crouch

The viscous liquid stirred in the crucible, leaving circles of white smoke in the air. Mu Yu carefully stirred the increasingly viscous potion. Barty Crouch Jr. watched her intently, following her every move, as if he was determined to find fault with her.

"There are too many bicorn horns." Mu Yu suddenly pointed out when he put the brewed potion into the bottle.

"I shouldn't have offended you, Mr. Crouch," Mu Yu poured the potion into the glass bottle without changing her expression. She even looked at the potion carefully, "It's time to go, we have to do it tonight. There are many things."

Barty Crouch Jr. did not move as she walked towards the door: "He trusts you."

He and Peter were never allowed to enter the second floor. They were even kicked out of the house yesterday. When they were allowed in again, Mu Yu's face was as pale as if he had just crawled out of the grave.

Together they hide many secrets.

Barty Crouch Jr. grabbed Mu Yu's wrist, and Mu Yu immediately threw him away. But this moment was enough for Barty Crouch Jr. to see what he wanted to see. He laughed twice strangely: "I already know those things, the Dharma lineage, weapons, and beliefs. It's really exciting, but As long as I notice that you have a little bit of other thoughts... You know what happened to the Longbottoms. They are both the top Aurors..."

"What I follow is not a symbol, let alone a symbol. It's the same." Mu Yu straightened the wrinkles on his robe, "Are you leaving?"

Barty Crouch Jr. also knew the priorities. He and Mu Yu walked out of the door together. At this time, the sun had not completely set, and the cascading sunset glow The colors of the sunset are intertwined with each other, and the last halo is splashed before the darkness spreads at night.

Only then did Mu Yu grab Barty Crouch Jr.'s sleeve and said, "You know the address."

They apparated directly to a gray-white house.

There is a garden in the front yard of the house. From the gazebo and rocking chairs displayed in the garden, it can be seen that someone has taken good care of this garden in the past, but now everything is covered with a thick layer of dust. It was obviously summer, but the garden was so desolate that even weeds could hardly grow. The originally gray-white house was made even more bleak by the abandoned garden.

When little Barty first arrived, he lowered his head and stared at the ground.

He probably didn't have a good impression of the house where he was imprisoned.

"Relax," Mu Yu said softly, "It'll be quick."

"He fired Shining." Barty Crouch Jr., who was hiding behind Mu Yu when he rang the doorbell, suddenly said.

"I saw that elf at the Quidditch match."

The door opened at this moment, and Mu Yu quickly put on her always perfect smile. Barty Crouch looked at her in confusion: "You are..."

A silent red light hit him.

Mu Yu immediately grabbed Barty Crouch Jr. and quickly entered the living room and closed the door. Through the light in the living room, Mu Yu could clearly see that Barty Crouch's originally black and meticulously combed hair had turned completely white, and his face became more haggard, as if he had aged by more than ten years in an instant.

She aimed her wand at his temple, but she hesitated to recite the spell.

"What are you waiting for?" Barty Crouch Jr. said impatiently. He looked at his father more than an enemy.

"The powerful soul-stealing curse will cause indelible damage to people's memory and thinking." Mu Yu found that her eyes were glued to the old Crouch. She seemed to be desperately trying to get rid of this wizard who had only met once. Finding some shadow on her body, she finally just sighed and recited the spell, "It's so ridiculous."

I don't know if she was mocking Barty Crouch for being defenseless or mocking her own momentary weakness.

Barty Crouch, who was in a coma, seemed to be trying his best to resist. He struggled desperately. His willpower was stronger than Mu Yu imagined. The red light emitted by the wand condensed into a slender thread and poured into his temple, and his struggle slowly stopped.

When he regained consciousness, his eyes were extremely distracted. Barty Crouch Jr.'s eyes flashed with the pleasure of revenge.

"I need you to go to work at the Ministry of Magic as usual every day, and don't go anywhere except between the Ministry of Magic and home," Mu Yu calmly gave the instructions and then turned to Barty Crouch Jr., who seemed to have taken root in the place. , "Go find your wand. I will also set up a formation to ensure that he does not go elsewhere."

"With his style, he must have broken the wand."

"We can only use this wand now," she She turned the yew wand in front of Barty Crouch Jr.'s eyes and said, "It may not listen to you. Or, you want to use your father's wand." She stopped looking at him. The top of the wand emits blue light, which snakes along the wall and finally converges on the roof.

The last sentence stimulated Barty Crouch Jr., who reluctantly left the living room and started rummaging around in this simple bungalow. This house obviously brought him few good memories.

Mu Yu is right. His wand was kept in a long box, carefully sealed in a dark room in his bedroom. The wand, which had not been used for more than ten years, still shone under the light, as if someone had taken it out and stroked it and wiped it from time to time.

It must be Twinkle. The house elf loves to wipe down anything she finds.

Even if it was really him... all he missed was the son who could bring him glory.

When Barty Crouch Jr. returned to the living room, the entire house was covered in a light blue light, with a milky white halo attached to the blue light. Mu Yu was standing in the living room admiring the rows of photos placed on the fireplace. Barty Crouch in the photo is no different from his usual style, he is the same rigorous and unsmiling person. There are several photos of him and a woman with a sallow complexion and a thin figure. Only then will he show a little smile. The other pictures were either of a little boy or of the little boy and the woman.

The little boy and he never appeared in the same photo.

"Forgive me for violating your privacy." Mu Yu's hand stroked through the dynamic pictures. She finally stopped at the last picture. In the picture, the little boy was happily riding a toy broom in the grass. This picture Behind the background of the photo, in front of the window of the living room, stood an extremely blurry figure. This figure kept looking at the little boy who was playing. "I found these things on the coffee table when I was setting up the formation."

"Put these "Put it away," Barty Crouch Jr. said grimly, unwilling to even look at the photos as if they were the most disgusting things in the world.

However, in the next second, flames ignited on each photo, and the flames engulfed the fragile paper, leaving only a row of ashes on the fireplace.

"You don't need this anymore. Your father reminds me of a person. They have a similar style." Mu Yu looked at the fading sunset outside the window, her last words melting into the spreading darkness, "I owe He said sorry, and he would never hear it again."

Barty Crouch Jr. ignored the last sentence. He brushed the ashes on the fireplace, and the scattered embers fell on the carpet without a trace: "Maybe I should thank you. You." His eyes were full of indifference.

"It's time to go." Mu Yu opened the door. The sun had completely set at this time, and the evening breeze was gradually dissipating the scorching heat of the day. Barty Crouch Jr. had cast an invisibility spell the moment they stepped out the door. It was too eye-catching for a dead person to walk arrogantly in a wizard's settlement.

They walked in silence on the deserted road. Mad-Eye Moody's residence is not far from Crouch's house, and whether it is a teleportation array or phantom movement, it is easy to alert other people.

"Why would you follow him? At your age, shouldn't you be doing your homework well in the castle?" He sneered, "What made you surrender your loyalty or...how much did you surrender?"

"I have my own pursuits, I don’t have much to do with you, and we haven’t gotten to know each other well enough.” Mu Yu looked at the sky that was already dotted with sparse stars, and had no intention of correcting his misunderstanding. She had been in low spirits since she came out of Crouch’s house.

This was originally their joint plan, but she was unwilling to explain too much about the connection between her and Tom in front of outsiders. Mu Yi's previous prying was enough to annoy her.

A small bungalow gradually appeared in front of them. Mu Yu put away all the chaotic thoughts and his expression gradually became serious. Mad-Eye's early disability and increasing age have reduced his combat effectiveness, but the fact that he filled half of Azkaban is enough to prove his strength.

"I'd better open the door," she ordered in a low voice. "Then I'll take the opportunity to hold him for a while, and you take action at that time. Try not to alarm the Muggles around you."

Barty Crouch Jr. nodded silently. Mu Yu walked forward and rang the doorbell. When the door opened she smiled her sweet and gentle smile again. Who would be suspicious of a teenage girl?

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man with gray hair. He was leaning on a cane. One of his legs was replaced by wood, and only one of his eyes was normal. The other eye was at least twice as big and a bright blue. His face seemed to have been randomly carved out of a piece of wood by someone who didn't know how to carve. He didn't let his guard down like Barty Crouch, and even then he had his wand firmly in his hand.

Mu Yu showed the panic that an ordinary girl should have. She took a few steps back and blocked Barty Crouch Jr. behind her. Tears immediately flowed down: "Sir, I, my boyfriend left me behind." Here, he, he almost...I finally escaped, and now I have nothing on me. Can you lend me your phone? Please lend me your phone."

Moody first carefully observed the situation in front of him. A girl in a hurry. Mu Yu had already made some modifications to her appearance, making her look even more downtrodden. She was wearing a pure white dress, with stains on the hem and even the sleeves being torn.

"Muggle" Moody muttered quietly and slowly prepared to put away his wand. His bright blue eye seemed to be looking behind him, and Mu Yu's left hand was quickly forming seals.

"Sir, please, I just need to borrow your phone to call my dad." She took a step forward but seemed to be afraid of his face, "My dad will reward you, please."

Moody's His eyes were fixed behind her, and Mu Yu also saw something unusual about his eyes at this time. He must have noticed the existence of little Barty. Moody's wand, which was about to be put back into his pocket, was slowly pulled out. He said in a rough voice: "I don't have the thing you want here. Go somewhere else." The

last step of the seal. Having finished, Mu Yu softly shouted: "Fuck, exchange, illusion." At this time, Barty Crouch Jr.'s wand also burst out with dazzling red light, but the illusion array and the coma spell were both blocked by an instant iron armor spell. Resistance, a violent explosion occurred when the spell collided with the spell. Moody himself was knocked back several meters. The door slammed shut at this moment. Several red spells intertwined in the air, making another crackling sound.

Moody recognized the person who was coming, and he moved so nimbly that he didn't look like a disabled person at all: "Little Barty Crouch, why are you not dead? You want to avenge your master, and you want to turn me into the next Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom." "

His loud yelling is sure to attract others.

Mu Yu waved her hand to ward off one of his spells: "Kan, Li, sleepy." Her wand emitted a dazzling light, covering Moody in it. There were fierce sparks between the two spells, and Barty Crouch Jr.'s petrification spell hit Moody right in the face. The latter lay on his back.

Neither the petrification spell nor the trapping formation could trap him for long. Mu Yu added another layer of illusion. Her wand was always pointed at him, and her illusion was about to collapse: "Hurry up."

She urged Barty Crouch Jr.

"The soul leaves the body."

As soon as the spell was uttered, Moody struggled desperately, but the binding spell array and the illusion tightly restrained him. It was not until his eyes became confused that Mu Yu relaxed his control on him. She placed another spell on his body and explained to Barty Crouch Jr.: "You have to take him to Hogwarts. Before I figure out how to make a bottle of Polyjuice Potion that lasts longer, you You have to use his hair. This spell will make him weaker and less likely to resist the Imperius Curse."

There were sirens on the street, and ordinary people nearby who heard the noise must have called the police. Mu Yu pulled off a piece of Moody's gray hair and put it into the polyjuice potion. The originally viscous gray liquid instantly turned into bright white. Little Barty drank it without hesitation. His face gradually deformed and twisted, and his figure grew taller and taller. One of his legs became empty, and the other eye became empty. He stretched out his hand and looked at his new body carefully, and his voice became as hoarse as Moody: "Although I hate you, I have to say that working with you is a hundred times better than working with that loser Peter Pettigrew."

"Should I thank you? "Your appreciation," Mu Yu said coldly, "There are still many opportunities for us to cooperate. I'm afraid you have to bear with me for a while. You know what to do next. See you at Hogwarts."

She was about to leave . Barty suddenly pulled her and said, "Isn't it his resurrection tomorrow?"

Such a weird and crazy smile was really inappropriate on Mad-Eye's face.

"You are not suitable to go. You have to keep an eye on Mad-Eye and imitate his every word and action. Are you willing to watch a bunch of wallflowers crying and repenting in front of him?" Mu Yu looked at him with a half-smile.

But little Barty shook his head and put his left hand on his arm: "I don't need to go there to feel the master's power." He changed the subject. No matter what expression Moody made on his face, it was extremely... He said ferociously, "But I will always watch you."

He quickly shut up and said even more viciously: "Let's go. To be honest, I don't want to see you outside of cooperation at all."

Mu Yu didn't seem to listen. Sensing the disgust and resistance in his words, she pinched the teleportation talisman, and the gentle night breeze brought only the last words: "I have told you before, you don't have to compete with me for loyalty. Those who are imprisoned in Azkaban You will be your real opponent after you come out."

She disappeared silently, as if this person never existed at all.