Chapter 221: War and Chaos (Part 2)

Soon Crouch and his son were brought forward, and a new interrogation began.

Percy also appeared here as a witness who discovered Crouch under the Imperius Curse.

"Percy Weasley, Director Crouch's personal assistant, led members of the Department of International Magical Cooperation to the Crouch family a few days ago."

Director Bones began to question Percy about how he discovered Crouch was under the Imperius Curse.

"This is an accident." Facing such a big situation, Percy was so nervous that sweat broke out on his head. "He is sick and we want to visit him."

But Fudge's face looked very unhappy. He said:

"You make it sound like the Ministry has treated him badly!"

Percy's face turned pale, and he hurriedly explained:

"I'm not blaming the Ministry—"

Director Bones mediated their dispute and began to interrogate Little Batty. Soon everyone knew the whole story.

A tragic incident of a father and son killing each other.

"My father only cared about power. He never loved me as his son."

Little Barty lowered his head with a strange smile on his face:

"Everything I have was forced upon me by him. He sent me to Azkaban. The only thing he loved was his career as an official."

His father stared at him in disbelief, and then he roared at his son's words:

"If I didn't consider you my son, why would I agree to move you out of Azkaban?"

"Your mother endured the Dementors and died there in your place, and you let us down on your behalf!"

Little Batty stared at him intently, as if he was not looking at his father, but an enemy he hated to the core:

"You must eliminate everything that damages your reputation. Judge me, show your justice, and let me be sucked by the Dementors -"

"You are not my father. Killing you with my own hands is something I have always dreamed of."

Old Batty's face looked as if he had been hit by a heavy punch. His back was deeply bent and his face was haggard.

"But...if I didn't think of you as a son, why would I take you home? You became a Death Eater--"

"When you were little, I was always proud of you—"

Little Batty sneered and stopped looking at him. He began to scan the surroundings and soon his eyes were fixed on Jian Yu:

"We are the same people."

Jian Yu uttered an "ah" in confusion.

Does she think she is not such a pervert?

His acting skills aren’t as awesome as Little Batty’s?

"You will be the master's most capable assistant. If it weren't for the Polyjuice Potion... I wanted to wait until the third project to send you to the master."

Barty Jr. smiled and looked at Dumbledore again, then laughed as if he saw another old Barty Crouch.

The case is solved.

Jian Yu was still wondering how he had met with this unexpected disaster!

It turns out that she was regarded as a Death Eater reserve!

She felt herself getting angry again.

Just send someone away without even saying hello?

Is he polite?

Jian Yu frowned, thinking about how to blackmail him for mental damages.

——For example, Shanshan.

Since her release she had been a languorous woman, and only the constant giving her work could stop her from drinking like crazy.

The elf kept calling out Mr. Crouch...Master Crouch...and couldn't come out and work properly.

"Do you want to see Twinkle? She keeps talking about you—"

Hearing Shanshan's name, Little Batty suddenly fell silent, and the crazy smile on his face disappeared.

"No," he said slowly, "She followed you... I saw her... at school."

"It's a good thing for her...she's your house-elf now."

He agreed so readily that Jian Yu was caught off guard.

She just asked if she wanted to meet him, and he gave the elf to her directly?

This guy... is quite nice!

At least it’s refreshing enough!

But old Batty suddenly stood up and walked to his son who was tied up, as if he had made up his mind:

"Since...since you want to do this, then do it."

He untied the rope that bound his son's right hand, forcefully thrust his wand into his hand, and pointed the tip of the wand at himself:

"Kill me, as long as you say that spell--"

Little Barty looked at him deeply, the hatred in his eyes remained unchanged, but he held the wand and did not move.

"Kill me, since I never granted your wish, if this is your wish--"

But little Batty showed another smile, and he said slowly:

"No, killing you might be too easy for you—"

He suddenly turned his wand and pointed it at his chest:

"Avada——"

Screams rang out from all directions, and the wand in Barty's hand was knocked away when he was halfway through reciting a spell, and the interrogation room was in chaos.

......

Both Crouchs were insane.

One had a damaged soul due to an unfinished killing curse, and the other was over-stimulated.

They became lifelong users of St. Mungo's Hospital, with their ward facing the Longbottoms.

Shanshan, who was brought by Jian Yu to visit the two, burst into tears. She threw herself on Little Batty and howled in pain:

"Bad boy! The young master is a bad boy!"

She took Mr. Crouch's hand again, ignoring his mumbling of "My son is great" to the bed, and cried bitterly:

"Master! Sir! Mr. Crouch!"

After she vented her emotions, Jian Yu asked her:

"What are you going to do? You can stay here if you want."

But Winky seemed even more frightened by her question, and she uttered a scream, as if she could hardly breathe:

"No, no! The master said that Winky is your elf now—"

"You can do this part-time. As long as you work hard, you won't have to feel any pressure." Jian Yu explained, "We are not in a master-servant relationship."

The whole elf trembled:

"No, no, Shanshan has to take care of Miss Jian. This is what the young master said. Shanshan is willing to take care of you!"

"If you didn't have Twinkle, who would make your bed and sort your clothes? Who would cook your lunch?"

Jian Yu tilted his head, somewhat puzzled:

"I thought you would prefer to stay here."

There was a flash of hesitation in Shanshan's eyes, but she soon made a decision:

"If Miss Jane is willing to let Shanshan come to the hospital once a week... once a month..."

Jian Yu quickly agreed and praised her work attitude:

"Work hard, of course you can come here outside of work hours."

Shanshan cried with joy and screamed:

"Miss Jane! Miss Jane is the best wizard in the world!"

"Winky will definitely be able to do better than Dobby! She wants to be a good elf!"