Compared to playing with people's hearts...

The method of the Soul-Snatching Curse is almost meaningful after all.

Just when Weisen Wright wanted to do something, Old Batty Crouch reached out and pressed Weisen's arm, shook his head and whispered: "Let me do it..."

"please."

Weisen Wright politely stepped aside.

The house elf Shinzhang couldn't help but wipe his eyes, bent down to salute Weisen Wright in a crying voice, and kept saying gratefully: "...thank you...thank you...thank you for your willingness to persuade the master to let go..."

Shanshan witnessed the human tragedy of the Crouch family with his own eyes.

As a female elf, the luster of maternality is hidden in her body, which makes her always sympathize with the little master who is controlled by the Soul-Snatching Curse and has no spirit.

"You're welcome."

Wiesen Wright smiled and nodded, whispering: "Mr. Batty may lose his temper when he wakes up, and there will be many things to bother you in the future..."

“This is what I should have done.”

Shining hands were placed in front of him.

As Old Batty Crouch raised his wand to his son, a little light flashed from the tip of his wand, his arms drooped weakly.

Because Old Barty Crouch knows…

The son who hated him was back soon.

As expected.

Batty Crouch little looked at his father, his eyes slowly returned to clear light from confusion, and then instantly turned into full of resentment!

Batty Crouch slowly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "I thought you would keep controlling me with the Soul-Snatching Spell until you die!"

“…”

Batty Crouch, the old man, was silent.

"Maybe he should indeed do that..."

Weisen stood beside him and chuckled, before explaining: "However, this is too inhumane, so Mr. Crouch intends to give you another option..."

“What choice?”

Barty Crouch, Jr., turned his head subconsciously.

But when he saw Weisen, he snorted disdainfully: "I have seen you little devil... He is so embarrassed. He didn't go to surrender to his master or Dumbledore, but now he has surrendered to a child..."

"Not to surrender."

Wiesen interrupted Batty Crouch Jr., spread his hands and explained: "My father and I have a cooperative relationship, at least now it is still a cooperative relationship..."

"I don't care about the useless ones."

Batty Crouch's face was still full of disdain. He looked up at his old father, not wanting to communicate with this disgusting physical father.

Barty Crouch, Jr., simply looked at Wiesen Wright again, with a hoarse voice in his throat: "Tell me, what do you want to do to me..."

"Ha, okay..."

Weisen couldn't help but laugh, raised his head and looked at Little Barty and said, "You are already an adult, you have to have your own ideas, so we will give you two choices..."

"First, your life continues to be like in the past, and your father will regularly impose a soul-taking spell on you to control your mind."

"Second, you can choose to live in the safe house of this house, and he will no longer control your brain..."

"I'll choose the second one, let me see where you guys imprison me!"

Before Weisen Wright finished speaking, Barty Crouch made his choice quickly, and his eyes became bright as expected!

No more...

It's more painful than being controlled by someone's brain!

Bati Crouch Jr. doesn't care where he will be imprisoned. Could it be worse than the Azkaban prison where he was once imprisoned?

"…good."

Weisen nodded slowly.

Anyone in the world seems to be accustomed to acting within a framework.

Batty little heard that there were two choices in the future, and naturally chose one that believed it was good for him rather than objection to them...

The third area.

Dark basement interior.

The house elf shone with his little claws and raised his hand to cast a illumination spell, which completely illuminated the entire basement room.

On the surface, this is a wizard's laboratory.

"Are you going to let me live in the lab?"

Little Bati looked at the lab and couldn't help but start to have some thoughts because the lab looked very complete.

If he could live here in the future...

Maybe you can find a chance to escape!

"Don't move around here!"

Old Batty Crouch stopped his son from entering the basement with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "If you move around, every floor here will kill you!"

As he said this, Old Barty Crouch turned and looked at Wiesen Wright: "Where is the safe house we prepared before? Only you, the confidential conservator of the faithful curse, can see its location..."

"Go to the cabinet on the left."

Wiesen Wright stood at the door of the laboratory and did not take any further steps. He just told him: "Remember how to go the safest road here?"

"Um."

Old Batty Crouch nodded heavily.

After saying that, Old Batty Crouch took the lead in entering the underground laboratory, advanced three floors to the left, then walked forward two floors, and then to the right, two floors forward two floors, and then to the left again...

“…”

Little Barty watched this scene, looking at her biological father with a little indescribable expression. Such a strange route made his father lose his serious image as before.

"Can I try the power of the trap?"

Little Barty couldn't help but want to go straight down.

Wiesen Wright watched his movements and whispered: "The only thing I can do for you is to clean up your body and feed the dogs."

"don't want!"

Shining was so scared that she hurriedly grabbed Little Barty's arm.

“…”

Little Barty's left foot also stopped in an instant.

If it could only endanger his safety, Batty really didn't care much about these things. It would be a bit insulting to feed the dog with his body...

and…

Maybe this place is really dangerous.

Because this little devil, Weisen Wright, dared not enter the basement at all!

Old Barty Crouch, who was in charge of leading the way, stopped in front of the cabinet on the left, waiting for his son to meet up, and turned to look at Wiesen Wright.

“Where should we go next?”

Old Batty Crouch frowned and asked in a deep voice: "I remember the potion bottles in this cabinet are full of muggle gadgets..."

"No, there is still a bucket."

Weisen Wright stood at the door for technical guidance.

Old Batty Crouch opened the cabinet door below and saw a bucket from inside it. It looked like it was just an ordinary bucket of molten iron.

In essence, this is a means of transportation in the wizarding world.

Old Batty Crouch looked at the son and the elf who were following him, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his palm.

"Catch my hand."

“…”

Little Barty's brow frowned slightly.

The somewhat rebellious young man didn't want to pay attention to his father's request and quickly exchanged positions with Shanshan because he would rather grab Shanshan's claws.

Old Batty Crouch took another shining paw and stepped into the iron bucket. Their figures quickly twisted and entered the iron bucket!

The molten iron bucket in the cabinet on the left side of the basement disappeared from the spot!

Suddenly, a sound of gold and iron fighting came from the cabinet on the right side of the basement!

Just walking from the left cabinet to the right cabinet can only rely on this kind of transportation in the magic world, everything in the middle is a trap!
To be continued...