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"Cedric, go fetch Professor Snape, fast, tell him to bring veritaserum if he has any. Go!" "Yes, Headmaster!" Cedric ran out of the room, leaving Dumbledore alone with the immobile imposter.
Cedric knocked on Snape's door and he heard a loud voice shout "Go away! I'm busy!" Cedric knocked one more time and said loudly but politely, "Sir, Professor Dumbledore needs you, he said to bring veritaserum if you have any, it's very important. I think Professor Moody was an imposter because something very strange happened, but when he still looked like Professor Moody he told Professor Dumbledore th-" SLAM. Cedric saw Snape run past him with a tiny bottle in his hand, it looked as though he was headed for the headmaster's office. Cedric heard Snape yell over his shoulder "Bed, Diggory! Now!"
Once Snape reached Dumbledore's office with the veritaserum, about ten minutes after Cedric had left that same office. "Professor Dumbledore, you requested veritaserum?" Snape said in a wheezy, out of breath way. "Yes, Severus, thank you. You will see here, the man who has been pretending to be Alastor Moody for all these months. I believe it is he who put Harry's name in the Goblet of Fire. Four drops I believe would do it Severus, if you would do the honors." Snape went over to the man laying on the floor and slowly dripped the potion into the man's slightly open mouth. As the man's twisted expression slowly softened, Snape noticed that Dumbledore, while sounding calm, looked more furious than Snape had ever imagined the old, grandfatherly, man could ever be. "Severus, could you please run down to the kitchen and fetch the house elf that goes by Winky?" "Yes, Professor". Snape returned around five minutes later with the house elf. Dumbledore released the man from the paralysing spell, and proceeded to ask him questions. "What is your full name and age?" "I am Bartemious Crouch Jr. and I am thirty-one years old." "How did you get here?" "I attacked the real Mad Eye Moody, I ambushed him in the night, after he agreed to teach here. I locked him in his trunk, I have been keeping him alive, feeding him food from the kitchens, I have been making polyjuice potion and using the real Moody's hair to finish the potions. I put Harry Potter's name in the Goblet of Fire, under the name of a different school so he would be the only one in his category. I planned to kill Harry Potter if he did not die during the tournament. My master would be so pleased with me, he would treat me as an equal. I would have brought him the one thing that he has been wanting for so long. I would have been honored above all." Dumbledore studied the man's face for a few minutes, before asking "You were sent to Azkaban years ago, everybody thought you were dead, how did you escape?" "I was dying in there, the dementors drained me, I was practically dead. My mother was very sick, she didn't want me to be in Azkaban, she knew she was dying. She wanted to free me so she and my father came up with a pla-" "No Master Barty NO" Screamed the house elf, "You is getting my masters into trouble, you is not to be saying this Master Barty, you is getting your father in trouble!" "Winky, please do not talk any more." Said Professor Dumbledore to the elf. Winky immediately quieted down, although it almost seemed as if she was unable to talk if she had wanted to. "Please continue with your story of your parents and Azkaban" Dumbleodre said, addressing Barty Crouch Jr. The Death Eater started talking again, "My mother had come up with a plan to get me out of Azkaban. My mother had hidden a vile of polyjuice in her clothes, duplicates of the exact same clothes I had on. The dementors sensed one dying spirit entering Azkaban, my mother, and she gave me the polyjuice so I could appear to be her, and she took some so she could impersonate me. The dementors sensed a dying spirit leaving Azkaban and they assumed I was my mother. She died that night in prison, under my appearance, she was buried in a grave bearing my name. I was bound by this elf's magic, she was ordered to care for me and make sure I did not escape. I was under my father's imperious curse. I was hidden under an invisibility cloak. After a while I was beginning to fight my father's curse. I woke up, in the top box, during the quidditch world cup. I saw a wand sticking out of a boy's pocket. I took the wand, I had not been allowed a wand for years. I used the wand to send up the dark mark that night when the other Death Eaters showed up. They showed their true colors and fled. I discarded the wand in the forest and Winky picked it up. I was hit by a stunning spell, under the invisibility cloak. Winky was also stunned. When Winky's body was found my father knew I was near. He sacked Winky because she had failed him. She let me become too powerful, she had let me get ahold of a wand. My father had no choice but to sack her. She failed him. I had heard whispers of my master, and the rat Pettigrew showed up. He helped me escape my father. I met my master and he had plans for me. I was to come here and make the triwizard cup a portkey and make sure Potter got to it. My master will be so pleased when I kill the Potter boy." "Severus, go get Cornelius, as fast as you can please." Snape left the office and Dumbledore waited for the minister to arrive. "Ahhh Dumbledore!" said a jovial voice, "Why have you called on me at this late hour?" "Cornelius, I am sorry, but I have caught a Death Eater in our midst, I have given him some veritaserum. Please, sir, state your full name and age, and repeat everything you have just told me."
The minister of magic was in shock after the ten minutes it took for him to realize what all this meant. He looked from the man to Dumbledor and back to the man sitting on the floor, under the influence of veritaserum. Fudge was confused, frustrated, and worried. "B-but Dumbledore…" Fudge stammered, "it can't be true. Pettigrew died years ago, and so did Barty Crouch Jr… Two people coming back to life to help their dead master come back? It doesn't make any sense!" "My dear minister, I did not wish to have to do this, but come over here, look into my pensieve with me, you will see the truth." "The truth!? Dumbledore, you can't actually believe this. This is utterly ridiculous. If people heard me say that I thought You Know Who was attempting to come back, I would be thrown out of office. I shall however, allow you to do what you need, use ministry resources if you need to, and hunt down You Know Who. I will even give you Aurors if you would like. Just don't let the public know. Please Dumbledore." Dumbledore sat down, and seemed to think for a while. Dumbledore looked at Fudge and said "You are the minister of magic and the terms you set seem to be reasonable enough. I will not need assistance but thank you for the offer. But I warn you, if Voldemort comes nearer to coming back, I shall inform the public, because they need to be prepared. That is the best thing for them, the witches and wizards of England should know if there is a Dark Lord trying to take over." Fudge looked worried, although not as frustrated or confused as he was earlier. Fudge replied "Very well Dumbledore, but whatever you do, do not let this slip to anyone untrustworthy. Thank you for letting me know about this but I really must get to London. I have a huge amount of paperwork to do." and Fudge departed the Headmaster's office.
***PREVIEW OF NEXT CHAPTER***
Harry met Cedric by the foot of the marble stairs, both in their dress robes. "You ready?" Harry asked Cedric. "Ready as I'll ever be, this is our moment."
**Author's note**
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