"Collapse!"

"Avada Kedavra."

Almost at the same time, Barty Crouch Sr. and Duwei took action together, but it was obvious that Duwei did not need a spell or wand to do it. He was leaning on crutches, did not speak, and did not take out his wand.

He saw Barty Crouch Sr.'s wand appear in front of him, and Bertha Jorkins also picked up the wand.

But, it's a pity.

Du Wei's speed is still faster.

To be safe, Du Wei used "Avada Kedavra".

He didn't use this spell to kill people at all.

He wanted Mr. Barty Crouch Sr. to have a sweet sleep.

Avada Kedavra can avoid many defensive spells.

For example, Mr. Barty Crouch Sr.'s protective armor.

Just like that, the armor originally used by Barty Crouch Sr. to protect himself had no effect at all, and he fell on the table with a "thud" sound.

Ms. Bertha Jorkins stood up. She waved her wand quickly, and a forbidden spell flew out to ensure that the sounds in this office would not be heard by anyone outside.

All the offices of the Director of Magic are well soundproofed, but just in case, Lady Bertha stood up and cast the spell.

"What shall we do next? My Lord."

Hearing this title, Du Wei frowned again.

"I told you, Bertha," Duwei walked over, gently grabbed old Barty Crouch and said, "Don't call me master, I am not your master, you are free.

You are a free man and no one should be your master.

Even if we are not born free."

Duwei said that he tied up Old Barty Crouch, poured magic potion into his mouth, took away his wand, and then woke him up.

But before waking up, Duwei looked at Bertha Jorkins and said: "Next time, stay with me and you can't take action.

Your hands should not be stained with blood."

After Duwei finished speaking, Barty Crouch Sr. opened his eyes.

He saw Du Wei bowing in front of him.

"sorry."

Duwei said, he looked very sincere, his actions and expression were just like the way he looked when he apologized to Bertha Jorkins in the cafe that day.

The difference is that while he was perfunctory and unconvinced, Du Wei was sincere.

"I apologized to you."

Du Wei stood up and said, he picked up the wand.

"So, now, you are going to get the punishment you deserve!"

Barty Crouch Sr. opened his eyes, and veins sprouted on his forehead.

Barty Crouch Sr. was not angry because of death, he was angry because of Duwei's previous words!

"You madman! What good will it do to you to kill me! Just because of your stupid subordinate?

That stupid woman?

Are you going to use my life to help your subordinates win people's hearts?"

Duwei's wand was pointed at him, and he took the memory bottle over and destroyed it with his own hands in front of his eyes.

"Did you see that, because of your subsequent actions to remedy the situation, I will save the last dignity for the Crouch family. From now on, everyone will know that you died because of resisting Voldemort.

You are a hero and everyone will be proud of you."

After finishing speaking.

Duwei put the wand against Barty Crouch Sr.'s forehead.

"You never understood, Mr. Crouch."

Du Wei said sadly: "You never care, Mr. Crouch. From the beginning to the end, what I care about has never been the so-called winning people's hearts.

The reason I want you to apologize to Ms. Bertha Jorkins is because you really did something wrong, Mr. Crouch.

Just like I am now."

He leaned into Barty Crouch Sr.'s ear and said: "But, so what?

What do you care about, Mr. Crouch, the Ministry of Magic, the future of wizards, and power?

In front of me, those things you care about are worthless.

Mr. Crouch, you people can openly send a person to Azkaban without trial, or you can use some covert means to take away your son from Azkaban without restraint.

Take away a son who has been certified as a Death Eater.

Take away a person who is clearly guilty by law.

You can destroy an innocent girl for your son, an innocent girl!

Have you ever respected the rules you specified?”

At this point, Du Wei was completely furious. He hit the table with a hammer, blood dripping from his hands, but he didn't feel any pain at all, and instead became even more angry!

The bloody stimulation made him roar!

"Just because, just because, you are one of the damn twenty-eight purebloods, just because, you are the Director of the Ministry of Magic, just because, just because you damn bastards, damn control the operation of that damn society

strength!

So you guys are just fucking playing around with other people's lives, right?"

Duwei grabbed Barty Crouch Sr.'s wand, pointed it at his forehead, and shouted loudly: "And these, a girl whose life was ruined by you, and a son who was brought out for punishment by you,

There is also an upright Director of the Ministry of Magic who changes the rules at will. In your opinion, he is just trying to win people's hearts?

Is it that damn power play?"

Du Wei laughed until he coughed.

It's like hearing some big joke!

Old Batty opened his eyes absurdly.

"That's why."

He couldn't understand that in his opinion, a person like Du Wei was destined to be a saboteur who would do some terrible things. Such a person must have a strong purpose, just like Voldemort, he must be

Intending to create a world similar to one where only purebloods exist.

But he never thought that the reason why Du Wei attacked him would be so simple.

So childish.

"You are too childish."

Barty Crouch Sr. couldn't help but said.

"Yes, of course I know I'm naive, so I like it very much."

Du Wei said.

Immediately, at the tip of Duwei's wand, the master level, that is, the twelfth level of forgetfulness was cast. His forgetfulness was so powerful that Bertha Jorkins looked at him on the side.

When Dowey Jones cast this magic, he felt his hair standing on end.

Du Wei's eyes were filled with light.

The light flows like water.

He saw the person in front of him, saw all the memories of Barty Crouch Sr., and saw that his past was like a maze of memories, passing by before his eyes and then being erased by him.

Old Barty Crouch was screaming, and Duwei watched those memories gradually fade into nothingness under his spell. There was no mercy on his expression.

Just like he did to Lady Bertha Jorkins.

Old Batty was still screaming, but his memory was passing by.

Finally, he fainted on the chair.

Du Wei stretched out his wand and cut a bloody mark on his arm.

There are now two blood marks on his arm.

"Evil deeds are like scars, my dear Lady Bertha, even if time dries, they will leave their mark.

Whether it’s in other people’s eyes or in your own heart.”

He looked at the blood flowing from his arm, turned to Bertha and said: "Remember my sins, Bertha, and never break your own bottom line."

He stared at Barty Crouch Sr. in his current state with an incomprehensible tone.

"We will meet again, Mr. Crouch, and at that time, I give you permission to kill me."
To be continued...