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Hearing this, John, who was feeding the injured Ministry of Magic wizard some medicine, narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"What do you mean?"

"I'm asking you now, Shafiq!"

Crouch pointed his wand at John, "You were found at a crime scene!"

"Barty," a witch wearing a long woolen dressing gown whispered, "John and the others are still children, and Arthur and the others are colleagues in the Ministry of Magic. There is no way they..."

Before the witch finished speaking, Michelle said anxiously:

"That mark in the sky was released by a man in the woods! We wanted to go and catch him, but a second man appeared right away! That man attacked us and rescued the first man!"

Crouch turned his bulging eyes to Michelle again and raised his voice:

"It's late at night now, how could you see so clearly and still remember it all!"

Michelle was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

Hearing this, the corners of John's mouth slowly rose.

He stepped forward slowly, blocked Michelle and said:

"Crouch, why are you so anxious? You even want to throw the shit basin at us? Could it be that... this matter is related to you, so you are eager to get rid of suspicion? This is very possible, after all.

Like father, like son, and your son is..."

"Shut up!" Crouch yelled with a red face.

However, John roared even louder:

"Your son is a Death Eater! This is a fact! Do you think everyone will know it if you don't tell others?

There are also those Death Eaters you used to protect when you were the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Do you need me to name them one by one?

You knew they were guilty, but you still released them!

Your behavior is completely treason!

I really can’t understand why someone like you hasn’t been imprisoned in Azkaban!?”

Crouch was clearly furious.

The tip of the wand he pointed at John was beginning to glow red.

And John raised his wand not to be outdone.

Everyone at the scene was shocked by John's words and deeds.

They never even dreamed that one day, a young wizard would be so bold as to reveal Crouch's scar in front of his face.

And John's accusation actually sounds so reasonable.

After all, Crouch did release many Death Eaters for many incredible reasons.

For example, Lucius, or Karkaroff...

And just when everyone was at a loss, a series of crackling sounds sounded in the air.

Fudge arrived at the scene with several Aurors.

He glanced at the situation at the scene and frowned:

"Crouch, why did you point the wand at Mr. Shafiq? This is so rude!"

Fudge completely ignored the fact that John was also pointing his wand at Crouch, which made Crouch look even more ugly.

But under Fudge's intense gaze, he put down his wand with great difficulty.

Seeing this, Fudge finally turned his gaze from him to John, and a smile appeared on his originally serious face.

"John, what's going on?"

John also smiled and put down his wand, and told Fudge the complete story of how they fought off the Death Eaters and rescued the hostages.

Hearing this, Fudge's eyebrows twitched and he said with an exaggerated expression:

"You are so brave, children! Especially Miss Shafiq, your courage is awe-inspiring! You know, not everyone has the courage to help innocent people at such times!

Arthur, you did a great job too!

Of course! The best one is still you, John!

It's unimaginable that you managed to withstand the attack of the Death Eaters all by yourself, even repelled them with the help of others, and even captured some of them!

If you weren't too young, I should have given you a Second Class Medal of Sir Merlin!"

John smiled and shook his head.

He completely pretended not to hear Fudge's last words.

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Minister." John looked at Crouch and said calmly, "Unfortunately, some people obviously have different ideas from you. For example, Mr. Crouch, he firmly believes that we are the suspects.

I think he may have other ulterior motives for being so eager."

Fudge glanced at Crouch coldly and said:

"John, you don't have to worry about it. Some people's hearts are dirty. So they think everyone is dirty."

Crouch finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He clutched the wand tightly and said loudly:

"Fudge! You..."

"Hahaha--"

Fudge suddenly laughed and waved his hands, "Crouch, I didn't talk about you, why are you so excited? You are the director of our International Magical Cooperation Department. Don't worry, I absolutely believe in your loyalty to the Ministry of Magic."

After hearing this, Crouch's words that he had not yet spoken were immediately blocked in his throat, causing his face to turn red.

At this moment, the Aurors who had gone to the woods to investigate when John explained what happened came back.

One of them was carrying a house elf in his hand.

"Mr. Minister," the Auror said, throwing the trembling house elf to the ground, "we found this in the woods."

Everyone looked at the house elf on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a series of exclamations came to mind from the crowd.

"This...isn't this Director Crouch's house elf, Winky?"

Cedric's father, Amos Diggory said subconsciously.

Upon hearing this, Crouch immediately glared at him fiercely.

Amos also realized that he might have said the wrong thing and hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Aha——"

John sarcastically said, "Now there is physical evidence! Mr. Crouch, why did your house elf appear at the crime scene?

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According to your previous logic, it, and you who raised it, should also be suspects, right? After all, everyone knows that house elves will only obey the orders of their masters!"

Crouch's originally red face turned pale with fright.

He gasped and explained:

"Twinkle it... I just let it occupy a seat in the box for me. I don't know why it appeared here..."

"Yes, I saw it when I was in the box today."

Fudge said slowly, "But you didn't come to watch the game until the end. So what's the point of letting it occupy the seat?"

Crouch's breathing became more rapid.

Fudge sneered:

"I didn't expect that, Crouch, you are really... haha! Okay, go do your own thing!

Remember that you are now just the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, not the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement!

Don’t worry about things that shouldn’t be your business!”

Crouch's face turned pale and he walked away in a gray manner.

This time he was really embarrassed.

Fortunately, Percy wasn't here, otherwise he would have collapsed seeing Mr. Crouch, whom he admired, being trained like this.

And John just looked at Crouch's retreating back with a sneer, and did not pursue the victory again, asking Fudge to deal with Crouch.

He knows it very well.

Just like the logic of Crouch's accusation against them has no effect.

The accusations he leveled against Crouch also did not do anything to Crouch.

If Crouch was really so easy to bring down, Fudge would have done it himself, and it wouldn't be John's turn at all.
To be continued...