Amelia Bones showed a surprised expression, and the monocle on her face was about to slide down. She took it off and wiped the lens.

"Dumbledore, if I'm not mistaken, neither of them has an owner..."

Winky stood there with a blank expression until then, she suddenly screamed: "No, Winky belongs to the Crouch family! Winky has her own master! His name is Barty Crouch"

"No!" Dobby retorted: "Wizards, Mr. Barty Crouch gave Winky freedom! Dobby saw it with his own eyes!" Winky closed his eyes and shouted at the top of his voice, "No! No! No!" Dobby shouted even louder, "Now Winky is a free elf just like Dobby!" He proudly puffed out his chest, which made the wizards around him stunned. They

had never seen such an alternative elf before, no, some people had seen it in the "Future World" company, and they turned their heads to Felix.

Felix said calmly: "Dobby used to serve a big family, and then he was free. I gave him a job," he emphasized, "just a job."

"I've heard that the 'Future World' company has a group of weird house-elves." A wizard muttered.

Winky was still screaming, and Fudge interrupted her rudely, "Little goblin! Your name is Winky? Were you Barty Crouch's house-elf?"

"No, no, no," Winky was still shouting. She had started rolling on the ground, tears and snot pouring out. Dobby tried to pull her up, but failed without a doubt. He stood in front of Winky, waving his slender arms helplessly, "Yes! Her name is Winky, and my name is Dobby."

"Dumbledore, you want them to testify? House-elves can't be trusted."

"I don't think so," Dumbledore said with a smile, "You can tell from the clothes they wear that their will belongs entirely to their own, and there's no need to worry that they will be bound by magical contracts that cannot be violated." Fudge

stared at Winky rolling on the ground, "Are you sure? Apart from having an extra piece of clothing, she's no different from other house-elves."

"Dobby, you can first tell me what happened that night," Felix said, "only what you saw at Crouch's old house."

"Oh, of course! Dobby is happy to!" Dobby quickly recounted what happened that night. He only mentioned the cold voice and Crouch's abnormal behavior, but most of the people present believed it. At least they almost confirmed that Crouch was indeed controlled by someone, and that person was not Crouch Jr. He was still in Hogwarts at the time. While

Dobby was talking, Winky gradually quieted down and sobbed softly.

"He didn't mention that person." Amelia Bones quickly glanced at the record and raised her head to ask.

"Dobby is an outsider. If it wasn't for inviting friends to spend Christmas together, he had nothing to do with this matter," Felix said, "As for more information," he looked at the elf sitting on the ground and said gently: "Winky, your testimony is very useful. At least it can prove that Mr. Barty Crouch is not an evil lunatic."

"The master is not a lunatic!" Winky shouted hoarsely, "He was under a terrible spell!"

"So Winky? Is it called this name? Can you tell me specifically?" Amelia Bones asked. "If there is something else going on, I can consider retrialing Barty Crouch."

"Will the master be released?" Winky asked excitedly. She was finally no longer crazy.

"Impossible!" Fudge shouted. "Impossible," he repeated. Ms. Bones looked at him reproachfully, then turned to Winky and said, "Acquittal... is unlikely, but we will reconsider his sentence. You know, he was originally sentenced to life imprisonment."

Winky's eyes sparkled with hope. "Winky... Winky is willing to testify."

"A year ago... the master was still at work, and a man suddenly broke in. He subdued me and released Master Barty."

"Who was that man?" Ms. Bones asked sternly.

"It's a man named 'Peter'. He can turn into a mouse. Winky has seen him before!" Winky said shrilly. The wizards present exchanged glances, and someone whispered, "Peter Pettigrew." Winky continued to describe his appearance, "Short, fat, a little bald... and a pair of small eyes..." She secretly glanced at Fudge and whispered, "A bit like this wizard."

Fudge's chest rose and fell violently, like an ancient bellows, and it seemed that it was about to explode.

"Short, fat... and a little bald..." Ms. Bones repeated with a smile, and her wand outlined a person in the air, "Is it him?" The portrait in the air was Peter Pettigrew.

"It's him!" Winky confirmed, and mentioned an important information, "He is holding an ugly baby and calls the baby master!"

A loud gasp sounded in the conference room.

"Are you sure it's a baby?" Ms. Bones asked seriously.

"Yes, yes!" Winky stammered, not daring to look at her, "It was a very, very... very ugly baby!"

"When the master came back at night, Master Barty got the wand after a long time. He hid under the invisibility cloak and attacked the master when he lifted his clothes." Winky gasped and said painfully: "Oh, Barty, this bad boy, he brought back a bad friend!"

"We know, what happened next?"

"After that, after that... the master was controlled and went to work as usual. Winky actually thought there was no problem, my God!" Winky let out a wail, tears falling like beans, "Winky also took care of them and cooked for them..."

"Maybe it's a confounding spell." Felix said.

"Later, they inadvertently mentioned that they were going to sneak attack someone and enter the school in his place to complete a dangerous task."

"What task?"

Winky opened her eyes wide. "Sparkle doesn't know! When they were discussing things, Sparkle was ordered to go back to her own place. Sparkle is an elf that obeys orders. Sparkle is a very obedient elf!"

"Very good, we can roughly guess who it is. Alastor is so unlucky. Go on, what else do you know?"

"The man named Peter disappeared. It is said that he was caught. After that, Master Barty also left and only came back once every ten days. Sparkle was responsible for taking care of the baby. Sparkle..." She suddenly showed a horrified expression, "Sparkle sometimes saw the baby torturing the master! Sparkle was watching! Oh, my God!"

She covered her face, tears flowing from her fingers.

"Let's stop here." Felix said, he gestured to Dobby, Dobby nodded, and pulled Sparkle away with a "puff".

The office was shrouded in an extremely oppressive silence.

"You should let her finish her words." Amelia Bones looked at Felix dissatisfiedly and said.

"I've said everything that needs to be said. If you wanted to hear someone's name or the overall plan, unfortunately, you've heard it. She knows very little. In fact, you did have a chance once, and that was Peter Pettigrew... Unfortunately, his soul was sucked away by the Dementors."

Fudge stared at him and said word by word, "That elf was also cursed."

"I can't pretend it didn't happen," Felix said, "It should be the Confusion Curse. Voldemort seemed to underestimate the house-elves and thought that the Confusion Curse would be enough, or maybe she was going to be dealt with in the end and it's not worth wasting time. But in short, Winky's memory has not been tampered with. If you have any objections to this, you can arrange for a healer at St. Mungo's to check it out."

Fudge was stunned for a moment, and suddenly got angry, "Another specious evidence! All of it! I don't know what the point of our discussion today is!"

"Cornelly," Dumbledore said a little tiredly, "I raised this issue not to deny or subvert anything, but to remind you of something. We have discussed this matter privately, but for some reason, you refused to believe the existing evidence. You should know how much we lost in the last war. Do you want to experience another war that catches you off guard?"

"I you are not" Fudge was dumbfounded.

"A key question is, do you know what you are doing, Minister Fudge?" Felix said softly.

"What do you mean?" Fudge's face turned the color of liver.

"Let's make an assumption." Felix tilted his head in the direction of Amelia Bones with interest in a way of exploring the problem, "I would like to ask Ms. Bones and those present to be a witness."

Ms. Bones fiddled with her monocle to allow herself to see Felix better.

"We have heard two diametrically opposed viewpoints today, neither of which is willing to give in, but time will tell who is right. It's just... we need to ask ourselves a question, if a war really happens, does someone need to be held accountable for it?"

"Nonsense!" Fudge shouted, "Do you know what you are talking about? Accusing a Minister of Magic, who ordered you to do this?" He looked at Felix fiercely, his eyes moving between him and Dumbledore.

"I say the same thing, Minister Fudge... I know what I'm saying, but you don't seem to understand what you are doing." Felix smiled and said, "The above is just a hypothesis, a discussion of a possibility in the future, isn't it?"

"I really don't have the ability to force a sitting Minister of Magic to step down or accept punishment." He said contemptuously. Fudge was almost mad now. No one had ever threatened him so blatantly. Yes, he took Felix's words as a naked threat.

"...But everyone is responsible for his words and deeds, especially those in power." Felix said, "Therefore, I would like to ask everyone present to keep in mind the views of both sides of today's debate. You can keep your thoughts in your mind. When everything becomes clear, you will naturally know who to support and who to reject."