## Chapter 529: Barty Crouch Jr.
Barty Crouch Jr.'s black robes billowed in the wind, and a flush spread across his pale face. His expression was so joyful it was almost blissful.
He had used his Transfiguration Spell to turn the proud Lucius Malfoy into a toad, and even used the gilded ring that Voldemort had charmed. In essence, it was as if his master and he had punished the shameful traitor together.
Unfortunately, time was short, and important matters beckoned. Otherwise, he would have cast seventeen or eighteen Cruciatus Curses on Lucius, making him truly experience Barty's anger and hatred.
How dare he say that vile creature was no different from himself? In Barty's eyes, that was the most malicious insult, and no amount of revenge would be excessive.
But the thought of Lucius Malfoy, whose every hair had to be perfectly smooth and refined, now condemned to live in putrid mud, surviving on cockroaches, earthworms, flies, and spiders, made Barty's anger dissipate. He even felt a little amused.
He happily walked out of the woods, adding a black hair to a small vial of Polyjuice Potion, stirring it twice, and then holding it out.
A bat dropped from a tree, transformed into a human, cast a fearful glance at Barty, and then took the Polyjuice Potion.
"Bring me Harry Potter," Barty said. "Sirius Black is his godfather; it'll be very easy for you to gain his trust."
"Yes," Garr Troka said, taking a gulp of the Polyjuice Potion. He endured the bone-melting pain, and within seconds, he had transformed into Sirius.
He silently changed into Sirius's clothes, picked up Sirius's Wand, and left directly.
In the previous few nights, he had already tracked Harry and the others, figuring out the location of their tent.
Tonight, the adult Wizards would surely be distracted by the chaos in the camp. While the students' magic might not be weak, Garr also had Potions and items Barty had prepared for him. It wouldn't be difficult to incapacitate a child by surprise.
A faint pang of conscience… but with his life in someone else's hands, he had no choice.
Garr stifled his inner guilt and remorse, mimicking Sirius's expression, and ran towards the Black Family tent.
At this moment, he had no idea what he would encounter on his journey.
...
The fake Sirius had left, and Barty didn't stay behind waiting either. He knew that if the bat succeeded, it would find a way to locate him.
This Death Eater pulled up his hood and hurried towards the chaotic camp.
Although Voldemort hadn't fully resurrected and his current infant body was very fragile, this Dark Wizard, whom Barty considered the most powerful in history, still possessed astonishing magical knowledge.
While following Voldemort, Barty had received many teachings from the Dark Lord. Not only had his擅长的 Transfiguration greatly improved, but he had also dabbled in various ancient and evil curses.
After the Killing Forest curse failed, Barty's gaze turned to the camp and he suddenly realized that the Mascots brought by the Irish team were the best targets for a curse—
Wouldn't hundreds of thousands of Leprechauns, if they went mad, cause more chaos than those clumsy large trees?
At this very moment, events were unfolding as smoothly as Barty had anticipated. Even though Dumbledore himself had arrived at the camp, controlling all those countless Leprechauns while preventing them from wreaking havoc in Muggle cities was not something one or two powerful Spells could accomplish.
Barty used a Disillusionment Charm, strolling leisurely through the camp. He had also sprinkled himself with a special powder made from Leprechaun hair and fingernails, so the mutated Leprechauns would mistake him for one of their own and not attack him.
But others weren't so lucky. Several adult Wizards stood back-to-back in a circle, with several terrified children in their midst.
Over a dozen Leprechauns surrounded them, attacking, and the Wizards' Wands continuously shot out Spells.
"Aim! Aim!" someone shouted loudly.
"They're flying too fast!" a witch cried out. "Wait until they get closer before—"
Her words were interrupted by a shriek—the Wizard guarding the other side had a mental breakdown and fired Spells wildly, resulting in a Leprechaun breaking through the protective circle. Its sharp claws ripped a huge gash in his shoulder and then lunged at the little boy in the middle.
"*Stupefy!*"
A Spell suddenly hit the Leprechaun. Amos Diggory from the Ministry of Magic rushed over, roaring, "Don't stop here! Retreat to the woods!"
Barty sneered, passing by them. As he walked past a fortress-like tent, he suddenly heard discordant voices from inside:
"Don't worry, dear ladies, I will protect you."
A freckled Wizard stood at the entrance like a knight, loudly declaring, "I don't like to boast about my abilities, but last month, I just tamed a Hungarian Horntail!"
Barty raised an eyebrow, leaned towards the window, and peeked inside. He saw two Veela sitting in the room, their long hair glowing with a soft silver light, their faces bearing beautiful, gentle smiles.
Are there still some stragglers here?
He silently raised his Wand, pointed it at the Veela inside, his lips moving as he softly chanted a Spell.
Several Wizards surrounded the Veela, ignoring the chaos and danger outside, only concerned with fawning over them.
"I'm a dueling champion," another Wizard puffed out his chest proudly. "I don't need a Wand to take out a hundred Leprechauns at once!"
"I... I have a Portkey that can Apparate you directly to my manor."
A shabbily dressed, bald man stammered, "I mean, my family runs an international transit business. The Galleons I earn in a month could fill a room..."
Suddenly, a beautiful Veela's face contorted in pain. She opened her mouth wide, as if to say something, but only let out a scream.
Immediately after, the Veela's body began to twist and deform. In the blink of an eye, her slender, beautiful body transformed into a monster with a bird's head, eagle claws, and long wings. Her yellowish-brown eyes filled with bloodthirsty killing intent, and she pounced fiercely at the person in front of her.
Screams continuously erupted behind him, and Barty turned and left, satisfied.
He moved through the chaotic grounds, avoiding the Aurors' gazes, occasionally casting dark Spells to release Leprechauns that had already been contained, or creating trouble for the Ministry of Magic officials, ensuring the chaos continued until Garr brought Harry Potter to him.
Suddenly, Barty's footsteps halted. He stared ahead, his eyes wide with surprise, which then turned into dissatisfaction and hatred.
Not far away, the black-haired boy with glasses had used Petrificus Totalus to freeze a Leprechaun. He leaned down to help the pregnant witch with the large belly from the ground. The night wind ruffled his hair, and the lightning-bolt scar on the boy's forehead was clearly visible.
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