Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Chapter 637: Immediately...get out of my brain!

Seeing that Crouch was willing to be soft, Ivan was relieved, and then forced Crouch to stay away from the fireplace with his magic wand.

However, Crouch didn't mean to move. He couldn't see Ivan in the invisible state, but guessed Ivan's identity from his voice, and his words suddenly became tough.

"Hals, I don't know why you would be willing to follow Alastor into my office, but I hope you can understand that assaulting a senior employee of the Ministry of Magic is not a small crime, enough to make you in Azkaban. Stay here for a while! If you regret it now, you still have time..."

"It's not necessarily us...Batti!" Moody sneered a few times. "I now accuse you of revising the game regulations privately, casting a confusing spell on the Goblet of Fire and attempting to murder Harry Potter!"

"I murdered Harry Potter?" Barty Crouch was laughed at by Moody's words. "Why do I do this?"

"In addition, do you have a search warrant and an arrest warrant from the Ministry of Magic? Who allowed you to investigate me privately? Investigate the director of an international cooperation and exchange department?" Barty Crouch said harshly.

Moody automatically ignored Barty Crouch's words and spoke emphatically, pointing at Crouch with his magic wand. "I think that letter is proof! Give it to me, hurry!"

Batty Crouch didn't say a word, but looked at Moody indifferently.

The latter became more and more impatient, and he took a few steps forward and prepared to grab it himself.

At this moment, Barty Crouch suddenly said.

"I can show you the letter... there is nothing shameful in it!"

While talking, Barty Crouch passed the envelope he was holding in his hand, and continued annoyed. "I hope you don't regret it!"

"I won't!" Moody grinned grinningly, snatched the letter over, trembled, and checked it.

"What's written on it?" Ivan hurriedly asked. He also wanted to check it out, but he was worried that Crouch would make some moths while they were distracted.

Moody didn't answer Ivan's words directly, but looked at Crouch suspiciously and asked. "What have you been looking for these months? Or... looking for someone?"

"This is my personal matter, I have no obligation to answer you!" Crouch had no instinct to imprison him at all, and his attitude was very tough. He stared at Moody's. "Should you finish reading it? That letter couldn't be more ordinary!"

"That's not necessarily true, I advise you to be honest, Barty!" Moody grabbed Crouch's robe and said viciously.

"I don't believe you would spend such a long time on a trivial thing.

I asked Bagman, and he said that you haven’t seen anyone for several months, and you have pushed him all the affairs of the top three cups. My friends in the Cooperation and Exchange Department have never seen you go back to the Ministry of Magic... Besides, just now I Have checked the files on your desk, you haven't touched them! "

"It must be very important and urgent to let you put down these tasks at the same time. I guess you have to do it very secretly, right?"

Moody's words were sharp, and the big magic eye was staring at the change in Crouch's expression.

Ivan on the side was also staring at Crouch, but to his disappointment, no matter what Moody said, Crouch's expression was extraordinarily calm, without the slightest change.

But think about it, Ivan feels normal again. Crouch is the former executive director, who has risen all the way from the Auror, and the usual methods of inquiry are meaningless to him.

"Have you enough trouble? Alastor? These are my personal affairs, and have nothing to do with Potter!" Barty Crouch broke Moody's hand, looked at the two, and said sharply. "I want to see Dumbledore and ask how he manages his faculty and...students!"

Moody grabbed the letter in his hand, and his hideous face kept twitching, making it difficult for him to take it off for a while.

"Can you show me that letter?" Ivan asked suddenly.

Moody turned his head, without hesitation, just threw the letter in his hand.

Ivan reached out to take it, opened the envelope and looked at it for a few moments, and found that the content of the letter was very vague-the sender probably hoped that Barty Crouch would be able to give up some time, because he wanted to be in England with just one photo. It is very difficult to find some clues...

Ivan had to admit that Crouch was very cautious. This letter didn't reveal much information at all, but thinking of Crouch's previous abnormalities, the guess in his heart resurfaced.

"Did you think of anything? Hals?" Moody noticed the change in Ivan's expression and asked.

"You can show that note to our Mr. Crouch!" Ivan said casually, and then picked up the daily prophet to confirm it.

Moody was dissatisfied with Ivan's act of selling off the ball, curled his lips, took out the parchment with some charred corners from the pocket of the wizard robe, and turned it over.

"Recognize? This handwriting?" Moody demanded.

Crouch didn't understand what the two men were up to at first, but when he saw the scribbled handwriting,

But there was a storm in my heart.

He tried to suppress his emotions so as not to expose his flaws in front of Moody.

However, the work will be broken in the next second.

"Don't you recognize this handwriting? It was written by someone you know very well..." Ivan dropped the letter and the Daily Prophet on the table, his eyes fixed on Crouch's eyes, sure. Said.

"No, you are mistaken, I don't have any impression..." Crouch shook his head, the expression on his face a little unnatural.

"You're lying!" Ivan interrupted Crouch's words~www.mtlnovel.com~ Under the perception of Sensation, the fluctuating emotions of the other party were as conspicuous to him as candlelight in the night!

Ivan tried to take a step closer. Crouch’s panic was accumulating bit by bit. He avoided Ivan’s eyes, but the fluttering words still passed to his ears as they were. It was to dig out the secret hidden in his brain.

"He was lost, right?"

"You have been looking for him in the past few months, looking for him crazy! You are worried that something will happen to him, or something will happen, and you are even more worried that he will be caught by others and affect your career!

"After all... he is (your son!

Ivan couldn't say the last few words, because Crouch's emotions had completely collapsed, he ignored the wand on his neck and pulled Ivan up by the collar.

"Immediately...get out of my brain!" Crouch yelled.

"Let go of him, Barty!" Moody rushed up for the first time, pulled Crouch's hand away, and kicked Crouch to the ground.