After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

Chapter 313: Truth Serum (2)

But slowly, Shanshan could no longer sit still, and she let out a desperate howl.

"No, little master, you are betraying me by doing this. Stop it! The master will be in trouble because of you!"

Of course, Little Barty couldn't hear what Winky said, as he was completely immersed in his own memories.

"At that time, there were only my father and I at home. Later... later..." Little Barty shook his head, a perverted smile on his face, "My master came to find me!"

"One night he was brought to my house in the arms of my servant Wormtail, when my master learned that I was still alive, and that he had captured Bertha Jorkins in Dilnia.

He tortured her into revealing a lot of information. She told him about the Triwizard Tournament and that the old Auror Moody was going to teach at Hogwarts.

The master continued to torture her until he broke the forgetfulness charm my father had cast. Bertha told him that I had escaped from Azkaban and that my father had locked me up at home and would not let me go to the master.

Thus, my master knew that I was still his faithful servant—perhaps the most faithful of all—and based on the information Bertha had given him, he conceived a plan.

He needed me, and he came to my door around midnight, and my father opened the door.”

The smile on little Barty's face grew wider, as if he were recalling the happiest time of his life, and a pair of frightened brown eyes appeared between his gleaming fingers. She seemed so frightened that she couldn't speak.

"Unbeknownst to God, my father was placed under the Imperius Curse by the Master. He is now under house arrest and controlled. My Master forces him to work as usual, as if nothing had happened. I was freed, awakened, and regained my original nature, gaining a vitality I haven't had in years."

Little Barty laughed out loud, he had never been so happy.

"What does Voldemort want you to do?" asked Dumbledore.

"He asked me if I was willing to risk everything for him. I was willing. Serving him and proving my loyalty to him was my dream, my greatest wish.

He told me he needed a trusted confidant at Hogwarts, someone who would coach Harry Potter in the Triwizard Tournament, and do it in secret. He was to watch Harry Potter and ensure he got the Triwizard Cup, replacing it with a Portkey that would bring the first person to capture it to my master, but first—"

"You need Alastor Moody," said Dumbledore, his blue eyes blazing, though his voice remained calm.

Lamia keenly noticed that things had taken a subtle turn. Dumbledore seemed unable to control his temper, and little Barty looked like he was in trouble.

Little Barty was completely unaware of his situation and continued to narrate with ecstasy.

"It was Wormtail and I who did it. We prepared Polyjuice Potion beforehand and went to his house together. Moody put up a great fight and made a great noise.

But we overcame him in time and pushed him into the dark room of his own magic chest. We plucked out some of his hair and added it to a potion. I drank it, became Moody, and took his wooden leg and his enchanted eye.

When Arthur Weasley came to question the Muggles who heard the noise, I was ready. I made the dustbin spin around the yard and told Arthur Weasley that I heard someone breaking into the yard and making the dustbin spin.

Then I packed up Moody's clothes and the Dark Arts Detector, put them in a trunk with Moody, and set off for Hogwarts. I cast the Imperius Curse on him, but I didn't kill him. I needed to ask him questions, to learn about his past and his habits, so that even Dumbledore wouldn't be able to tell.

I also needed his hair to make Polyjuice Potion, and the other ingredients were easy to get. I stole the Boomslang skin from the dungeon, and when the Potions Master found me in his office, I said I was ordered to search it."

Dumbledore glanced at Snape, who showed no expression.

"Where was Wormtail after you attacked Moody?" asked Dumbledore.

"He returned to my father's house to tend my master and keep watch over my father."

"But your father escaped," said Dumbledore.

"Yes, and after a while my father began to resist the Imperius Curse as I had, and sometimes he knew what was happening, and my master thought it was unacceptable to let him out of the house.

He forced my father to communicate with the Ministry of Magic, saying that he was ill and that Wormtail had been negligent and had not kept an eye on him, allowing my father to escape.

My master supposes he has gone to Hogwarts, and that my father wishes to tell Dumbledore all, and to confess to having spirited me away from Azkaban."

"My master informed me that my father had escaped and told me to stop him at all costs. I waited and watched. I used the map I stole from Harry Potter, the map that almost ruined everything."

Harry's face turned pale and he shook his head nervously, wanting to prove his innocence to everyone, but Dumbledore motioned him to be silent for the time being.

"Potter's map of Hogwarts. Potter saw me on the map. One night he saw me go to Snape's office to steal the ingredients for Polyjuice Potion. That was also the night I stole Potter's map. He didn't notice at all."

Harry: "No, I..."

Harry didn't know what to say. Should he tell Dumbledore that he hadn't slept that day and had already discovered Moody? But Harry closed his mouth again.

Lamia didn't know about these things yet. Harry seemed to have a close relationship with Moody behind the scenes. No wonder he was unwilling to believe that Moody was the Death Eater hiding in Hogwarts.

"I waited a week for my father to arrive at Hogwarts, and finally one evening the map showed my father entering the grounds, and I put on my Invisibility Cloak and went to meet him.

He was walking on the edge of the Forbidden Forest when Potter and Krum came along, and of course that Lamia who had been threatening me, what a nasty creature!

Everyone present looked at Lamia who was sitting on the side. She smiled helplessly. Little Barty really told everything. Could it be that he was going to reveal that he had known for a long time that he was Little Barty?

Lamia was a little nervous, but she didn't show it on her face.

"—I waited for a while. I couldn't hurt Potter because my master needed him. While Lamia ran to find Dumbledore, I knocked out Krum and Potter and killed my father."

"No—!" wailed Winky. "Master Barty, what are you talking about?"

"You killed your father," Dumbledore said, still in a gentle voice. "What happened to the body?"

"I carried it to the woods and covered it with the Invisibility Cloak. I had the map with me, and I saw Lamia running into the castle and running into Snape, and Dumbledore came out.

I saw Dumbledore and the others leave the castle, so I came out of the woods and walked around them."

"Dumbledore told me to go find my father. I went back to his body and looked at the map. After everyone had left, I cast a Transfiguration spell on the body, turning it into bones... Then I put on the Invisibility Cloak and buried it in the freshly dug earth in front of Hagrid's hut."

There was silence, only Twinkle was still sobbing.

Then Dumbledore said, "This evening..."

"I offered to put the Triwizard Cup into the maze before dinner," Barty Crouch Jr. whispered, "and turned it into a portkey. My master's plan was successful, he has regained his strength, and I will receive a reward that no wizard could ever dream of." A perverted smile appeared on his face again, and his head drooped.

Twinkle cried beside him.

Poor little Barty, Lamia laughed sarcastically, how could Voldemort possibly give him a reward.