Vol 2 Chapter 680: Cold-blooded Crouch

On the trial bench, Crouch's face was more awkward and darker than before, and a blue rib on the temple was twitching.
"On behalf of the special trial seat of Wissen Garmo, I declare that Sirius Black will be permanently imprisoned in the Azkaban Wizards for all kinds of crimes." Crouch said seriously, "Is there any objection?"
Quiet, only Mr. Crouch’s voice echoed in the silent dungeon.
Dumbledore seemed to want to say something, but in the end he did not say anything.
The Ministry of Magic did not try Sirius, which is unfair and does not conform to the procedure.
But Sirius was really in a bad state at the time. After he thought he was killing Dwarf Peter, he entered a state of epilepsy and wanted to redeem Harry's parents and voluntarily acknowledged many unwarranted crimes.
Ivan is thinking about going to the detention room now, maybe seeing Sirius.
"The next one" Crouch looked around and seemed to have a lot of dragons, "Bring it in!"
The door of the corner opened again, and the six dementors took four people and walked in.
Unlike the previous silence, many people turned to look at Mr. Crouch, and several people were whispering.
The Dementor put four people in the four chained chairs in the center of the dungeon. One of the chunky men stared blankly at Crouch; the other thinner man looked more nervous and his eyes went straight to the auditorium. Captain.
A woman with thick hair and long eyelashes, her temperament seems to be sitting on the throne.
She is a young era of Bellatrix, looks very beautiful, but from time to time reveals a trace of madness.
She seemed to look at the wizards on the bench in a taboo, and she was not afraid at all.
The smile on the corner of the mouth clearly represents ridicule and contempt.
In addition, there is a 17-year-old boy. He is different from the three. He looks completely scared and shivering. The straw-colored hair is scattered on his face. The freckled skin on his face is pale. Paper, it is Little Batty Crouch.
He looks like a student who has just graduated from Hogwarts. If he doesn't know that he is the most embarrassing and pure Death Eater, Aiwen will think that he is a teenager like his brother, and he is unfortunately involved in this. In the trial.
Evan looked at Batty Crouch and hoped to see something, but nothing.
No wonder he can get the trust of Voldemort. It’s just that this acting and the city are not something that ordinary people can have.
He probably thought that his father would open up to him, as long as he could perform as much as possible.
But Little Batty was disappointed, and Avon noticed that Mr. Crouch didn't even look at him.
Crouch is now estimated to hate his son. When the war is over and he is about to become the Minister of Magic, this situation suddenly occurs. He estimates that he should clear the relationship with Little Batty as soon as possible.
In this regard, Crouch's cold-bloodedness and cruelty are beyond imagination.
I have to say that this family is really terrible.
This is the typical Slytherin, a typical family of pure blood wizards who can give up everything for power.
But they will plot conspiracy behind them, such as secretly saving their son from Azkaban.
After seeing Little Batty, the delicate witch next to Mr. Crouch began to shake back and forth. He shook his mouth with a handkerchief sobbing and weeping. It looked sad and sad, and wrote all the expressions on his face.
Crouch stood up straight, looking down on the four people, with extreme hatred on his face.
"You were taken to the Magic Law Committee and the special trial seat of Wissengamal to hear the verdict!" He spoke clearly, but his body could not help but sway. "Your crime is so bad."
"Father!" the boy with straw-colored hair shouted and couldn't help but cry out "Father, beg you"
"It is a rare cruel in the case before the court." Mr. Crouch raised his voice and overshadowed his son. "We heard the accusation against you. You four kidnapped an Auror. Frank Longbottom used a diamond curse on him, trying to find out from your mouth that your master, the whereabouts of the mysterious man"
"Father, I don't!" the boy tied to the chair screamed, "I don't, I swear, father, I am innocent, I just happened to be there, don't send me back to the dementors."
"The accusation also said!" Mr. Crouch groaned and looked indifferent. "Frank Lombarton refused to provide information, and you used a mantra on his wife. You conspiring to make the mysterious man come back and want to restore his powerful period." The kind of violent life. Now I ask the jury to treat them four"
"Mother!" the boy shouted. The thin witch next to Crouch sobbed and swayed back and forth. "Mother, stop him, mother, I didn't do those things, not me!"
His mother cried even more, and kept rubbing his hands and tears, but did not speak.
"Now I ask the jury to vote!" Mr. Crouch said aloud, "I believe that these crimes should be sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban. Please raise your hand!"
The wizards on the right side of the dungeon raised their hands and brushed their hands. The audience around them clashed as if they had tried Baghman, with a cruel expression on their faces.
Little Batty Crouch began to scream and resound in the trial room.
"No! Mother, no! It's not for me, not for me, I don't know! Don't send me there, stop him!"
The dementors walked in slowly, and the three companions of the boy stood up silently from the chair.
Bellatrix looked up and cried to Crouch. "The Dark Lord will return, throw us into Azkaban, we will wait! He will come back to save us, he will reward us especially! Only We are loyal! Only we manage to find him!"
But the little Batty Crouch tried to get rid of the dementors, even though their cold suction had begun to work for him.
The audience was laughing and some stood up.
"I am your son!" he shouted to Crouch, "Your son!"
"You are not my son!" Crouch groaned, his eyes suddenly protruding outwards, his eyes groaning.
For the first time, I focused on Little Batty Crouch and shouted, "I don't have a son!"
The skinny witch took a breath and stumbled on the stool.
She fainted, and Crouch didn't seem to see it.
"Take them away!" He snarled at the dementors, splattering the stars, "take them away and let them rotten there!"
"Father! Father, I didn't participate! Don't! Don't! Father, beg you!" Little Batty struggled.
But it didn't work, he was dragged by the dementor mercilessly.
Ai Wen stood up and pulled Harry down. He wanted to see the pictures they were sent to before Azkaban.
Not surprisingly, Sirius is also there.
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