Hogwarts: Who made her a professor?

Chapter 367 Old Case

Chapter 367 Old Case

Belvina suddenly remembered the trial she had seen in the Pensieve.

In that trial presided over by Barty Crouch, he found Barty Jr. and the other three guilty without question and sentenced them to life imprisonment.

During the exchange, the Lestrange brothers appeared bewildered and nervous, Bellatrix made outrageous statements to the crowd, while Barty Jr. kept insisting that he hadn't done it.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Barty Crouch Jr. denied his crimes and pleaded with his father not to send him back to Azkaban.

Perhaps Barty Jr. was truly innocent; he didn't lay a hand on the Longbottoms, but was merely dragged along by the Lestrange family to make up the numbers, or perhaps it was to disgust Barty Crouch Sr.

However, whether Barty Crouch Jr. actually did it or not is not important, because the fact that he is a Death Eater is undeniable, and he is definitely going to be imprisoned in Azkaban.

"What, you've come to me seeking justice?" Belvina said. "Even if you didn't use the Cruciatus Curse, are you innocent?"

Barty Crouch Jr. remained neither annoyed nor impatient as he listened to Belvina's sarcastic remarks.

He said in a slow, clear tone, "I will admit to things I've done, but why should I admit to things I haven't done?"

"Oh?" Belvina became interested. Since it was still early and she had already wasted a lot of time, she didn't mind spending a little more time with Barty.

"That day, Bellatrix and the Lestrange brothers found me and said they would take me to find my master."

I didn't think much of it and just went with them.

Barty the Younger said slowly, "Who knew that their so-called search for their master was just an attempt to interrogate the Longbottoms. I had no choice but to help attack them and tie them up. And as you know, the Longbottoms wouldn't say a word, even though Bellatrix was torturing them with the Cruciatus Curse."

At this point, a strange excitement welled up in Barty Crouch Jr.'s eyes.

He continued, "Seeing others struggling in agony before your eyes, unable to live or die, you should know..."

This is a very satisfying thing!

Little Barty grinned, his eyes crinkling with excitement, tears streaming down his face.

Belvina didn't reply. She sat in her chair, propping her head up with one hand. Right now, she didn't seem like a cold, unyielding block of ice, but rather like an active volcano on the verge of eruption.

“But I didn’t torment Longbottom like Bellatrix did, though I would have loved to,” Barty Jr. continued. “Bellatrix Lestrange was a complete idiot.”

Belvina nodded in deep agreement; she also thought her eldest cousin was a complete idiot, not only idiot,

And he's both bad and crazy.

"Tormenting the Longbottoms only serves to vent our anger; it's completely useless for finding Voldemort." Barty Jr.'s smile suddenly vanished. "If that fool had listened to me and killed the Longbottoms long ago, we would never have been caught!"

Then, Barty Crouch Jr. laughed again, his smile cruel and menacing, sending chills down one's spine.

"I admit I am a Death Eater, and I admit I attacked the Longbottoms, but I absolutely did not participate in their torture," Barty Jr. said. "I swear on my mother's name."

"So you repeatedly denied your crimes during your trial simply because you didn't torture them," Belvina said. "It's ridiculous. Do you think that will exonerate you?"

"Of course, why not give it a try!" said Little Barty. "If I succeed, I won't have to go to Azkaban."

I can then continue searching for my master. Only a fool like Bellatrix would think that being imprisoned is an act of loyalty to his master.

Belvina thought Barty Crouch Jr. was absolutely right.

While his eldest cousin's willingness to go to jail was a display of loyalty, it was blind loyalty, and aside from being a good gesture, it was of little use to Voldemort.

At that time, Voldemort, who was wandering in Albania, needed people who would do anything to find him. He needed Quirinas Quirrell and Barty Crouch Jr., not prisoners of Azkaban.

"You failed. Your father didn't listen to your excuses; he sentenced you to life imprisonment," Belvina said.

Barty Crouch Jr. shuddered. "I did nothing wrong," he said, "but he won't give me a chance just because I tarnished his reputation."

The head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, a hero who fought against Voldemort, had a son who was Voldemort's follower and a Death Eater. This would be a bolt from the blue for anyone, let alone Barty Crouch, a man who would do anything for a position of power.

Faced with overwhelming evidence, Barty Crouch decided to put on a show, hoping to portray himself as incorruptible by betraying his own family, thereby expanding his influence and getting closer to the pinnacle of power.

But things didn't go as planned; Barty Crouch failed to make any further progress.

Instead, it plummeted to rock bottom.

"Barty, you seem to have misunderstood something. It's not that your father didn't want to save you, but that he simply couldn't," Belvina said. "He would have tried anything to prove you weren't a Death Eater."

Barty Crouch Jr. looked at Belvina, waiting for a plausible explanation.

"The whole thing was wrong from the start. Even Professor Dumbledore didn't know where Voldemort went, so how could Frank and Alice possibly know where he was?"

Barty Crouch Jr. himself was well aware of this, and even if he couldn't understand it back then, he should understand it now.

"Actually, if the people you kidnapped and tortured hadn't been the Longbottoms, you might not have aroused public outrage, and there might have been room for maneuver."

Belvina continued, "Frank and Alice are so popular, your attack has angered almost everyone, almost everyone knows you are Death Eaters, and almost everyone is watching Barty Crouch."

Upon hearing this, Barty Crouch Jr. carefully recalled the events of the day of the trial.

No matter how pitiful or innocent Little Barty appeared, the people in the courtroom remained unmoved.

From the moment Barty was dragged into the trial room by the Dementors until he was dragged out, not a single person spoke up for him, not even a single voice of doubt.

"On one side is the angry public," Belvina said, spreading her right hand, "and on the other side is her son whom she can't save," she then spread her left hand. "Barty, if you were in her shoes, what would you choose?"

Barty Crouch Jr. suddenly burst into laughter.

This time, his laughter was neither inexplicably excited nor cruel and ferocious; it was only filled with sorrow.

Because Barty Crouch Jr. realized that in this situation, he would make the same choice as his father.

"The relationship between you two is truly remarkable!" Belvina said sarcastically. "Both of you are driven by self-interest; your father is after official positions and fame, and you are after Voldemort."

Barty Crouch and his son are a match made in heaven. In the next life, and the life after that—no matter how many lifetimes—the two of them must stay together and never go around harming other people.

"Your father failed. He successfully cultivated an image of incorruptibility, but he lost the hearts of the people," Belvina continued. "Who would trust someone who would send his own son to Azkaban?"

Belvina leaned forward, pointed at Barty Crouch Jr., and continued, "Your defeat was inevitable. You chose the wrong person to serve; you knelt before the wrong one. One might wonder if Voldemort will shed tears at the news of your death?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the rooms in the west tower gradually quieted down.

Barty Crouch Jr. leaned back in his chair, breathing heavily, his chest heaving.

Belvina crossed her legs and took out the Time Converter again, treating the precious converter as a handheld item.

After a moment, Barty Crouch Jr. broke the silence, saying, "What do you and Dumbledore intend to do with me? Put me back in Azkaban?"

"What happens to you, Minister of Magic, is none of my concern," Belvina said. "I only ever care about one thing: where Voldemort is hiding."

"What if I don't tell you anything?" Barty Crouch Jr. asked.

"Then we'll have to resort to other methods," Belvina said nonchalantly. "Guess why Dumbledore isn't here?"

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"What if I were like the Longbottoms?" Barty Crouch Jr. pressed.

This statement is not very clear. Does it mean sticking to the end like the Longbottoms, or being completely unaware like the Longbottoms?

"I hope you can't handle it too much, otherwise I should be able to drive you half-crazy easily," Belvina said. "Don't worry, I won't feel any guilt."

Barty Crouch Jr. remained silent; he didn't think Belvina was bluffing.

"If you agree to one condition, perhaps I can talk to you about those things you care about."

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