Chapter 376 Barty Crouch

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"And the pair of wings, a bit like the Bu bird's." Ivan said uncertainly.

"You two helped me a lot!" The big wizard said gratefully, "Those guys took this trouble away, and I'm worrying about its specific species."

He took out a densely packed notebook from inside his robe, and wrote down what Sirius and Ivan had just said.

Ivan saw that the book was full of all kinds of weird animal sketches, with annotations underneath, like the research notes of the most evil wizard.

Above this strange creature of cat and swallow-tailed dog is an image of a rooster that appears to be crowing, but with flames spewing from its mouth.

"What will you do with this animal?" Ivan asked curiously.

"The first thing is to identify the specific species, and then try to restore it. If it really doesn't work, it will be registered as a new species and then sent to a special place for breeding." The pale young wizard replied, bending down and looking serious. Looking at Aiwen, "Listen, little guy, if you graduate in the future, please remember, don't work in the Department of Magical Beast Management, it's a nightmare here, dealing with all kinds of strange and difficult animals, Dealing with pests. It’s like a trash can, all the monsters that can’t be dealt with in the department are thrown in, and the office is full of stench and animal sounds..."

"Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention!" Ivan nodded.

The other party seemed to have endured to the limit, but it sounded like Hagrid would like this place.

They were not talking, the elevator was clanging and rattling, and the chain was rattling loudly below.

Except for the big wizard who was worrying about the contents of the tin box and the pale young wizard, everyone else was looking at Ivan and Sirius curiously.

"Floor 7, Department of Magical Sports and Sports, including the headquarters of the British and Irish Quidditch League, the official Gobstone Club, and the Patent Office for Funny Products." The indifferent female voice sounded in the elevator.

The elevator door opened, and Ivan glimpsed a messy corridor with posters of various Quidditch teams stuck on the walls.

"In a few months, England will host the Quidditch World Cup Final." Mr. Weasley said happily. "If you two are interested, you can go with us. I got more than ten tickets, which is Extra privileges in the Ministry, of course, you can also call Harry and Hermione, and others."

"Thank you, Arthur!" Sirius said in a low voice, "Ivan and I will go on a long trip with Dumbledore. If we have time, we will go. I am not here during this period, I would like to ask you to take care of me Come on Harry, you know..."

He stopped suddenly, and glanced warily at the few wizards who were standing by and eavesdropping on him.

The other party quickly looked away, pretending not to hear anything.

"I see, let's talk in my office!" Mr. Weasley nodded.

The door was closed, and the elevator shook slightly and continued to rise. After a while, the woman's voice announced, "The sixth floor, Department of Magical Transportation, includes the Floo Network Administration, Broomstick Management and Control Bureau, Portkey Office and Apparition Test Center .”

The door of the elevator was opened again. Under Sirius' glaring gaze, the wizard who had just overheard him hurried down, and several paper airplanes swished into the elevator.

Ivan looked up and watched them flying slowly around his head. Their color was a light purple, and the stamp of "Ministry of Magic" was stamped on the side of the wing.

"It was a note for passing messages between departments," Mr. Weasley explained. "Owls used to be used, and the mess was unbelievable. There was shit all over the desk and on the floor."

"Yeah, in the end it's up to us to take care of these owls, to feed them, to treat them, to clean them!" the pale young wizard complained again, "Think about it, thousands of owls, but all There are only five people who can be sent out, all young wizards like me who have just graduated, very heavy manual work, that is another nightmare. Thank God, I finally don't care about those damn owls now!"

"Okay, Angus, don't keep saying such spoiling things in front of the children!" Mr. Weasley said dissatisfiedly, "Say something pleasant."

"I don't see anything to be happy about, and I'll have this cat-dog mix waiting to be dealt with later." Angus muttered softly, "That's the job of the Department of Magical Creatures, all the trouble... ..”

He stopped immediately, and the elevator door was opened again.

"The fifth floor, the Department of International Magic Cooperation, includes the International Magic Trade Standards Association, the International Magic Law Office and the British seat of the International Federation of Magicians."

Mr. Barty Crouch stood at the elevator entrance with a serious face and no smile at all.

He was wearing the neatest wizard robe that Ivan had seen today, his gray hair was combed in an uncluttered manner, and he looked stern, with an extremely dignified majesty.

Seeing him, Anguston was speechless with fright.

He hastily shut his mouth and swallowed the second half of his complaint abruptly.

"Good morning, Barty!" Mr. Weasley greeted cheerfully.

But the other party ignored him. Mr. Crouch glanced at Ivan, and then stared at Sirius closely, without the slightest expression on his face.

Sirius was also looking back at him, his eyes full of hostility.

They seemed to be preparing for a duel, and the oppressive atmosphere spread in the elevator.

Aiwen knew that the other party, as the director of the Department of Magic Execution, imprisoned Sirius in Azkaban without a trial, and the hatred between the two sides was forged at that time.

Mr. Crouch did not come in in the end, and the elevator rattled up again.

There was silence save for the sound of notes flying around the lamp hanging from the elevator ceiling.

"It's scary, isn't it?" Angus lowered his head and whispered, "Mr. Crouch is a powerful figure in the ministry. I heard that even the minister is afraid of him..."

As we all know, when Voldemort led the Death Eaters to rampage, Barty Crouch won the trust of ordinary people because he publicly advocated the use of tough measures to fight back.

Its popularity has never been better, and it is considered to be the most popular candidate for the next Minister of Magic.

But after the war, everyone suddenly discovered that his son, Barty Crouch Jr., was also a Death Eater, and he finally put him in a wizard prison with his own hands.

However, after the incident was exposed, his popularity still plummeted, and everyone thought his actions were too cruel and ruthless.

He was finally transferred to the Department of International Magic Exchange and Cooperation, and Cornelius Fudge, who had a more gentle image, successfully became the minister.

This is something that everyone knows, and Ivan also knows some secrets that are not known.

Later, the other party entered Azkaban at the plea of ​​his wife, and used compound decoction to make his seriously ill wife exchange identities with Barty Crouch Jr. to die instead.

Then, he used a curse to control his Death Eater son and kept him at home for many years, even using the Oblivion Curse on the men who discovered the truth.

However, he was eventually killed by his crazy son a few months later.

Thinking of that little Barty Crouch, Ivan had a headache. Today's meeting made him suddenly realize that he should take some action.

Now that the future has been completely changed, there is no need to keep Barty Crouch Jr.

There should be an opportunity to remind others to pay attention to what is going on in Mr. Crouch's house. (To be continued.)

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