"No, I was extremely weak at that time, with almost no combat power." Crouch shook his head.
"Who stunned me then?" Krum roared unwillingly. Although he didn't suffer any major damage, he was a little upset after all, which made him very embarrassed.
"It's him." Crouch raised his index finger and pointed at a man at the teacher's desk.
"Are you kidding, Mad-Eye Moody?" Several long tables made rustling sounds again.
All the students and teachers at the long table almost unanimously gasped, and even looked at the old Auror warily.
"Of course not the current him, but the former him." Crouch said slowly.
"My son fanatically worships the Dark Lord. He found him after he escaped. They conceived some horrible plans, and one of them was that he replaced Moody and became a teacher at Hogwarts. "
"What Voldemort miscalculated was that he was too careless. Even though I didn't have my own will at that time, I still subconsciously remembered all this."
"He teamed up with another Death Eater to stun Mad-Eye Moody, then used Polyjuice Potion to take over his identity."
"My God! Alastor!" Professor McGonagall had already raised his wand at this time, pointing at Moody not far away.
Flitwick also stood up on the chair in a jiffy, clenched his wand tightly, as if he would pick up the glory that belonged to him as a duel champion at any time.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The old Auror was still unhurriedly tasting a piece of buttered bread in front of him. It seemed that it was held in his hand before, and it was not recovered by the magic of the house elf.
"Oh, calm down, Minerva, I'm the real deal now." He grinned, the magic eye swirling in its socket.
"Isn't Dumbledore still here? I think he is enough to prove that I am who I am now." The old Auror stood up unhurriedly and explained.
Dumbledore waved his hand at this time, gave Professor McGonagall a reassuring look, and signaled Crouch to continue.
"At that time, my son was going to kill me. It was true that Moody saved me. He should have broken free from my son's captivity."
At this time, the others breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then Dumbledore also appeared. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he chose to temporarily conceal the news."
"In order for me to recover, they put a lot of thought into it, and Dumbledore never gave up on digging up Voldemort's conspiracy and learning the truth,"
"Veritaserum... made my son tell almost everything. I was there at the time, watching him bit by bit, revealing everything in detail."
"Maybe the time limit for Veritaserum came to an end. My son woke up. He quickly realized what he had done. He betrayed his supreme master. He felt ashamed and committed suicide." Crouch tried to calm down Explaining this reality, but the trembling hands still exposed his extremely sad emotions.
"And today, as a sinner, I just want to remind everyone with my little conscience that maybe a turbulent era is coming again, and we should be prepared."
"Finally, among these, I also want to point out a student who is also one of the accomplices."
Fleur's face became paler and paler, and Hermione subconsciously followed the gaze of the middle-aged man, only seeing someone she absolutely didn't want to see.
"Draco Malfoy."
"No!" Narcissa screamed, clutching her chest, as if she had been stimulated by something, and then passed out in front of the long table.
"Nonsense!" Lucius stood up from the long table and said angrily.
The group among the students once again exploded, and many people looked at the warrior in front of the stage in astonishment.
"At least according to the information I have learned, this student has given the Dark Lord a lot of help." Crouch continued panting.
"The Dark Lord has not shy away from talking about his plans in front of me, which has taught me many secrets..."
"This is so ridiculous, Dumbledore, I ask you to get this crazy talking lunatic out immediately." Lucius shouted at Dumbledore in a panic.
"I think everyone is entitled to know the truth, isn't it?" Dumbledore helped his half-moon lens and said lightly, ignoring Lucius' request.
"Lucius, you don't need to worry too much. The Dark Lord has never mentioned you. He just discusses with his humble servant about his "resurrection" plan from time to time. Your son played an important role during this period. "
"I'm worried, what am I worried about?" Lucius' usual gloomy voice became excited and high-pitched.
"You are very clear in your heart. I think some Aurors will come to you to settle accounts in the future. Of course, our attention should be on your son now."
"These things were also confided by my son before he died. I was not the only one present. Principal Dumbledore and Mr. Auror Moody can testify. I don't need to frame any innocent student, do I?"
"I suggest to control him now." Crouch added.
The two male warriors beside Malfoy immediately took a step back, pointing their wands at him.
"It's unimaginable." Krum stretched out his strong arms, raised them up, and aimed his wand at Malfoy.
"Oh. I actually don't like people pointing their wands at me." Malfoy shrugged and said helplessly, then Harry and Krum suddenly felt their wrists crooked, numb, and their wands fell to the ground.
Everything happened between lightning and flint.
"After rewinding, let us handle it." Professor McGonagall shouted loudly, regardless of right or wrong, now we must first ensure the order of the scene and the safety of the rest of the students.
Dumbledore made no objection to Crouch's words, and that was almost enough to prove the truth of his words.
On the other hand, Fu Rong seemed to be stunned by this huge shocking fact, and stood there numbly.
Her delicate face was suddenly flushed with anger.
"You are such a person, I misread you!"
Malfoy looked at Fleur in a little astonishment, he didn't know why Fleur said such words without thinking.
There seems to be something wrong with that line, even if it's a common enemy.
"My God! Fleur, don't go there." Madame Maxime screamed.
Just like that, Fleur rushed straight towards Malfoy, her slender legs suddenly exploded with astonishing speed, she seemed to lose her mind, and the tip of her wand began to brew a dazzling light.
The people in the auditorium suddenly fell into a panic.
"Professor McGonagall, please stop deforming the carpet under me immediately, otherwise I don't know what irreparable things my wand will do." Hearing this, Professor McGonagall, who had already stood up at the long table, let go immediately He took out his own wand, but his defensive eyes did not move away from the boy.
"Also, Professor Flitwick, please put your wand under the table. I repeat, I don't want someone to point their wand at me. Don't think that I can't see your small movements because of your short stature."
The little teacher put away his wand resentfully.
For them, disregarding other people's lives is completely impossible. After all, it seems that Furong's life safety is no longer under their control.
Fu Rong was standing stiffly in front of the guest table at this time, and now she lost the ability to move freely because a magic wand was pressed against her throat.
Malfoy's wand.
He easily subdued the girl.
And now his emotions seem to have fallen into an extremely unstable state.
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