In the face of the tough law enforcement Aurors, Crouch had no intention of resisting, but breathed a sigh of relief, and cooperated with stretching out his hands to let a few people shackle him, and even had the leisure to ask.

"Looks like you've finally figured it out, Connelly, are you planning to arrest me for bending the law for personal gain?"

"It's the alleged murder of Bertha Jorkins! She's been missing for almost a year, and you're the last person to see her! Fudge snapped.

Crouch's expression froze suddenly, and he looked at Fudge in disbelief. "I think Dumbledore should have explained to you, I just used a strong Oblivion Charm on Bertha Jorkins, and she went all the way to Romania, Mystery......"

"The mystery man killed her?" Fudge took the first step to say what Crouch wanted to say, and then continued. "Who knows if you're lying? I'd rather believe that you're trying to push it all onto the mystery man! ”

"It just so happens that there's a discernible corpse here, and I suspect she's Bertha Jorkins!" Fudge indifferently ordered the Aurors to take the charred corpse with them.

Dumbledore watched Fudge and the Aurors' movements, a slight anger on his face, and he knew that he probably couldn't count on the help of the Ministry.

"Ahh I almost forgot ......" Fudge led the man to the door, suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look at Ivan. "Hals, if I'm not mistaken, you should have been there at the scene and found this body, right? So you should come along and make a note. ”

Ivan laughed at Fudge's remarks, how could he not see that Fudge was threatening him and trying to make him perjury to characterize the incident as Crouch's murder of Bertha Jorkins.

Otherwise, it would not have been the case that he had found the body by chance, but he had been involved in the murder with Crouch......

However, Ivan was not frightened, he was well aware of his reputation in the wizarding world, and Dumbledore was also here, so it was not so easy for Fudge to justify himself with a crime, so he sneered mercilessly.

"I think you need to make up for it, Minister Fudge!"

"Little Barty died by suicide, you only need to use the flashback charm to test the wand he used to figure it out, it has nothing to do with me or Mr. Crouch!"

"In addition, I need to remind you that even if you can't see the face clearly, professionals can tell a person's age and sex based on their bones!

The difference between the male and female pelvis is the most obvious feature, and if you are willing to do an explanation of the dead people on the scene, you will immediately know that it was actually a male witch who died, not the so-called Bertha Jorkins!

Muggles' existing genetic technology can also help you identify him, as long as you send it for testing, the Muggles will tell you exactly that the corpse in front of you is Mr. Crouch's son Barty Jr.! ”

Ivan analyzed it, then looked at Fudge contemptuously and spoke. "Excuse me, do you have any questions that I would like to help answer right now?"

Fudge was choked up and couldn't reply for a long time.

"Hals is right." Moody's also said in a helpful voice at this time. "I heard Crouch say that when he buried his son, he was accompanied by the Aurors, and I think we can find the exact burial place of the body, if you don't believe it, you can dig up the grave and take a look at it, and confirm it further!"

"That was more than a decade ago, and who remembers the exact location of the burial......" Fudge replied impatiently, shaking his head.

"If they happen to forget, my meditation basin is just right to help them remember!" Dumbledore spoke suddenly, blocking Fudge's last excuse.

However, this also succeeded in infuriating Fudge, who looked at Dumbledore and then turned his gaze to Ivan, Moody, and Harry, his expression gradually becoming a little hideous.

"Very good...... Very good! Looks like you're determined to fight me, aren't you? Fudge said angrily.

"The only thing I want to deal with is Voldemort! It's not that hard to find out the truth if you want to, Connelly. Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"I'll send someone to investigate the whole story! There's a meditation basin in the Ministry of Magic, and I don't need your help! Fudge said through gritted teeth, then looked at Umbridge and the others.

"Let's go!"

Hearing this, the Aurors were relieved, they didn't want to stay here for a moment, and hurriedly took the corpses of Crouch and Barty Jr. to follow.

When the group walked out of the principal's room, the room suddenly became empty.

"Professor Dumbledore, are we just going to let them take Mr. Crouch?" Ivan was very worried about whether Fudge would kill people directly after he returned, but there was a precedent in the original time and space.

"Don't worry, Hals, Barty will be fine." Dumbledore said with relief.

"If he had the guts to kill Barty, he wouldn't be afraid to be like that!" Moody scoffed.

Crouch's status is very unusual, he is a pure-blood wizard himself, he was also the former director of the Executive Division, and he has a wide range of friends in the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge must go through a formal trial if he wants to convict him.

Thinking of this, Moody turned to look at Dumbledore, and suddenly asked without a clue. "Do you regret it? Albus? ”

Dumbledore was silent, of course he knew what Moody was asking, and the current Minister of Magic, Fudge, had been nominated by him......

"If you had been happy to be the Minister of Magic, there would have been so many things going ......on," Moody grumbled, dissatisfied.

After the end of the Wizarding Wars, the Ministry of Magic sent people to Hogwarts more than a dozen times to ask Dumbledore to take the position of Minister of Magic, but all of them were rejected without exception, so Fudge was finally chosen.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, Alasto!" Dumbledore didn't want to talk too much on the subject, and turned the subject to Harry, asking him to relive his experience in the dream.

Harry nodded, trying to remember, trying to tell everything he saw through the snake's eyes in as much detail as possible.

Dumbledore groaned for a long time, and his expression became very solemn when he heard that Voldemort was preparing to slaughter the entire Muggle village to regain his strength.

"Do you think that's going to be true?" Harry asked nervously.

"It's possible that some advanced dark magic rituals require the use of death sacrifices." Dumbledore's brows were tightly knit, and what made him more concerned was who Voldemort had learned of Barty Jr.'s death......

(End of chapter)