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"Do you think you are very smart? Barty Crouch Jr.?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, my friend." Barty Crouch Jr. licked his lips and took out the wine bottle with trembling hands.

Dumbledore waved his wand and the flagon fell to the ground. The polyjuice potion inside spilled all over the floor.

Little Barty Crouch's body was trembling, and his facial features were gradually distorted. He waved his hand to catch Harry, but he only knocked over the trophy and the alchemy cover shattered.

Snape stepped forward to block Harry and Cedric behind him.

Sirius also took out his wand and pointed it at Crouch.

His broken leg grew out, and his evil eye was torn off by himself. His body became slender, revealing his true appearance.

"Hahahaha..." Barty Crouch Jr. laughed crazily and looked at Harry with crazy eyes.

"Who stopped this? The plan was obviously correct."

Are you going to use that guy's in the end?

"Is that you?" Barty Crouch Jr. looked at Dumbledore, and then looked back at Lilith who had just appeared. "still you?"

"You have gone crazy and killed your own father!" The news from the Ministry of Magic came very quickly.

Fudge, Minister of Magic, came over with someone. "A fugitive."

"Father? Who is he? A father who sent his wife to Azkaban to die? Or a father who let his son live forever wearing an invisibility cloak?" Barty Crouch Jr. smiled without any regrets. mean.

Fudge wasn't going to listen to his nonsense and was going to take him away. Kill him with Dementors.

"Hahahahaha!" Barty Crouch Jr. was lifted up and his eyes scanned the woods on one side.

A black shadow rushed out from inside, and the knife in his hand slashed Harry's arm, and then hit the trophy straight.

No one reacted, including Dumbledore and the injured Harry Potter.

It's actually...a dementor. The Dementor in the box was actually brought out by Barty Crouch Jr.

And successfully took away Harry's blood.

"Voldemort is about to be resurrected..." Lilith muttered to herself.

Everyone who was close heard Lilith's words.

Barty Crouch Jr. laughed and stared at Lilith. "It is indeed you, the master is right."

"Shut up!" Fudge didn't believe this.

"It's true," Dumbledore said to Fudge.

"Nonsense, I know exactly what you are thinking." Fudge's eyes flashed with fear. He insisted that Dumbledore was lying.

Fudge took away Barty Crouch Jr. and immediately gave him the Dementor's Kiss.

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In front of Old Tom Riddle's grave, a huge crucible was steaming with steam.

Peter Pettigrew, who had lost an arm, took the bloody knife from the Dementor's hand and dripped the blood into the crucible.

An uncorrupted dementor lifted a deformed baby and threw it inside.

Flames ignited in the pot, and a deformed monster crawled out and gradually transformed into a human form.

A humanoid figure with no nose, no hair, and one gray eye.

"My wand." Voldemort stretched out his hand, and Peter Pettigrew handed him the wand.

"Congratulations, Dark Lord." The Dementor bowed.

"It's not over yet..." Voldemort said, looking at Peter Pettigrew. "Give me your hand."

He was going to summon the Death Eaters. The wand stamped.

The clouds in the sky darkened, and several people wearing cloaks and masks teleported over.

"It's been 13 years, it seems like yesterday we last met." Voldemort's voice was hoarse. "But you have never come to me in these years."

"Including you! Lucius!" Voldemort waved his hand and knocked off the mask on Lucius's face.

Lucius immediately knelt down and said, "I'm sorry, Master. But if I notice any signs..."

"The signs are there, Lucius." Voldemort raised his hand and cut out the bones.

"Ah..." Lucius' body trembled, and the severe pain made him unable to defend himself.

The other Death Eaters were so frightened that they immediately fell to the ground.

"Master, I was the first to come back." Peter Pettigrew took credit.

"But you have no choice but to be loyal." Voldemort looked at Peter Pettigrew. He was so frightened that he immediately leaned over.

"Master, I swear, I am the same as before. There is no change. What is shown to people now is just an illusion." Lucius's face turned pale, and he finally recovered and defended himself.

"Really? Then take care of your children. Your son and Harry Potter are very close..."

Cold sweat broke out on Lucius's back. "Master, don't worry. Malfoy will always be loyal to his master. It's just a cover-up. It's just so that one day when the master comes back, he can get the first-hand news about Harry Potter."

Voldemort didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he still let Lucius get up.

"You don't need your son to get close to him. Just be loyal to me and find an opportunity to make him withdraw."

"Yes." Lucius lowered his head, worried about his son.

"Introducing new members to you." Voldemort pointed at the dementors. "Barry Pigou. A thinking dementor."

Barry took off his hood, revealing a face like dried sausage. "I will organize the dementors and serve my master." The voice sounded like it was coming from a pipe.

He was a murderer in his previous life. He killed his wife when she discovered his affair.

While evading police pursuit, he accidentally fell into the sewer. When he woke up, he found that he had become this ghost, but after executing an Azkaban prisoner, he found that his body was recovering.

And began to be able to communicate with other dementors.

So he needs a lot of souls. The more souls he eats, the better his body will recover.

He didn't know anything about Harry Potter, he just heard a prisoner in Azkaban talking about the deeds of the Dark Lord.

Only then decided to find the Dark Lord and cooperate for a win-win situation. Under the protection of the Dark Lord, he can hide his deception and swallow delicious souls in a reasonable manner.