Chapter 313 Obedience
Little Batty, who was wrapped in the nightmare black fog, did not scream for long before the screams stopped as the black fog dissipated.
When he emerged from the black fog and saw the bound old Batty, he smiled brightly:
"Dad, long time no see!"
"Also, I'm sorry I made you worry!"
After saying this, Little Batty bowed deeply to the bewildered Old Batty.
He was completely different from Little Batty who just wanted to eat Old Batty, as if he was a different person.
Old Batty looked at the gentle, cheerful and smiling young Batty in front of him.
His mind was in a mess, and he asked Wright incoherently:
"This...this...what...is going on!"
"The Imperius Curse? But that can't change someone's basic personality."
"Besides, his resistance to the Imperius Curse is terrifyingly high!"
"I modified his memory. Now he was born in a family with a strict father and a kind mother!"
"A warm family will help him grow up healthily!"
As Wright spoke, he patted the shoulder of the polite and gentle little Barty next to him.
Wright was not surprised that the Nightmare Mist transformed him so quickly.
After all, he has been subjected to two in-depth analyses, and all that can be reformed has been reformed, and now it’s just the finishing touch.
Looking at old Batty who still had a look of disbelief on his face, Wright simply waved his hand and released the magic that bound him.
Old Batty, who was watching Little Batty in a trance, felt his legs go weak and he stumbled and was about to fall after the magic dissipated.
Seeing this, little Batty quickly stepped forward and supported the old man who was about to fall.
But old Batty was still looking at the serious and careful young man in front of him, without moving his eyes away for a long time.
However, Wright's next words completely attracted his attention:
"Back then, you allowed your wife to sacrifice her life in exchange for little Barty, who should have been executed."
"Now, he should also have a brand new identity!"
"His twin brother, Barty Crouch Jr., died in the trial of Death Eaters more than ten years ago."
"My mother died of grief, and my father grew old from the exhaustion of work."
"And he is now the only pillar of the entire Crouch family."
After finishing speaking, Wright looked at Old Batty who had been holding Little Batty's hand, and said slowly:
"This is the payment I give you in advance."
"So, old Barty Crouch, do you agree to this deal?"
Batty Sr. carefully looked at his now sunny and cheerful son, and he responded with a gentle smile.
Old Batty was relieved when he found out that his son didn't hear what Wright had just said.
Then, he looked at Wright, who had a calm expression on his face, and the expression on his face kept changing.
After a long time, Old Batty held Little Batty's hand tightly and said through gritted teeth:
"I promise you, as long as you want."
"I will do whatever it takes to help you!"
After agreeing to Wright's conditions, old Batty seemed to be relieved and relaxed a lot.
And Wright was not at all surprised that old Batty agreed to him.
After all, for people of his age, what they care about is nothing more than family inheritance and leaving a name in history.
Wright can give him all these demands, so what else can old Batty struggle with?
Moreover, even if he openly disagreed, Wright thought that his brainwashing skills were very good.
Looking at Old Batty who was whispering instructions to his son, Wright said slowly:
"Fudge will help you disguise Barty's new identity. Remember to inform him."
"Let's see whether you will adopt him as your godson or as a distant cousin."
"Let's call him Bucky..."
"After all, the last one named Buggy has become one of the Four Emperors with the support of the two bosses."
"Bucky Crouch"
Old Batty kept chewing on the name given by Wright, looking at Bucky with a serious face and pure eyes.
Suddenly, his expression became serious, and he turned to look at Wright and said:
"I understand. I will definitely arrange it!"
Hearing Old Batty's assurance, Wright nodded slightly, and then slowly said:
"But I want you to promise me!"
"You can't treat Bucky like a little Barty. You can only love him as your only second son."
"I'm not so naive as to think that if I transform a person into another person, I'm helping him."
"I will not deny my sin, that I killed little Barty."
After finishing speaking, Wright looked at the father and son supporting each other and repeated it again:
"I killed Barty Crouch Jr!"
"I won't hide anything, and you can tell Bucky the whole truth. I don't care."
"But you have to think about it!"
"If Bucky attacks me, I will show no mercy, even if he is my creation."
Seeing Wright's determined eyes, Old Batty looked at Buggy who still seemed to have heard nothing, and said in a deep voice:
"I understand. I'll take good care of Bak...ki!"
After Old Batty whispered to him to protect himself, he looked at Wright.
His attitude and expression returned to the serious look he normally had at work:
"What do you need me to do!"
"What should I do to cooperate with your plan?"
Seeing that Old Batty was so sensible, Wright nodded with satisfaction and directly ordered:
"It's simple. All you do is control the Daily Prophet."
"Also, reports about the appearance of Voldemort and the Death Eaters are regularly posted on it."
"When ordinary wizards see these rumors, they become panicked."
"Fudge will use the authority of the Ministry of Magic to forcibly delete this information."
"Let the people think that those in power have abandoned them for their own benefit."
Wright paused for a moment, gave Old Batty some time to digest his thoughts, and then continued:
"When the Death Eaters were rampant, causing panic and despair among the people."
"Then you can come out and promote the 'Magic Prohibition Circle' and the 'Magic Wand Registration Act'!"
"Give the people hope to resist the Death Eaters."
"If necessary, I can manipulate public opinion and forcibly take the position of Minister of Magic."
After listening to Wright's plan, old Batty felt it was a bit rough, but it was very useful if you think about it carefully.
Arouse the people's inner doubts, and then create a false "hero" to give them hope.
The more he thought about it, the more likely Batty felt that this plan would succeed.
After pondering for a long time, he looked at Wright again and asked the question in his mind without hesitation:
"Why choose me to be the one who carries out the plan?"
"Since Fudge, as the Minister, has already obeyed you, then you should..."
