Hogwarts Lion Girl

Ginny was also a little scared, but she was calmer than Colin. She held Colin, who wanted to turn around and leave, and whispered, "No, we can't leave him here alone. He looks like he needs help."

"But...but he looks crazy!" Colin's voice trembled a little.

"Don't worry about it for now, let's go find Headmaster Dumbledore!" Ginny said decisively.

However, before Ginny and Colin could take a step, Crouch suddenly turned around and grabbed Colin's knee with such force that Colin screamed and fell to the ground.

“Don’t go! Don’t go!” Crouch’s voice was hoarse and desperate. He held Colin tightly, as if he was holding on to the last straw. “You have to believe me, I really did something stupid... I let him out... Now, he has become extremely powerful..."

"Who did you let out?" Ginny asked anxiously. "What happened?"

Crouch ignored Ginny's question. He held his head in pain and muttered to himself: "It's all my fault... It's all my fault... I shouldn't have been soft-hearted... Now it's too late..."

Ginny realized that it might be impossible to get anything out of Crouch, so she made a prompt decision and said to Colin, "Colin, hold him steady. I'll go find Headmaster Dumbledore!"

"But..." Colin was terrified. He had never seen Crouch lose his composure like this before and didn't know what to do.

"Don't say but, Salina, please take care of Colin." After saying that, Ginny ran towards the castle without looking back.

Salina quickly stepped forward to help Colin up from the ground, and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, Colin, it's okay, I'm here."

Colin was still in shock, clutching Salina's arm tightly, his face pale.

He was terrified by the way Mr. Crouch looked out of control. He had never seen such a serious and rigid man look so vulnerable and desperate.

"Salina, he...he seems crazy..." Colin said in a trembling voice, looking at Mr. Crouch with horror.

Salina patted the back of Colin's hand gently, motioning him to be at ease, "Don't worry, Colin, he's just stimulated. We will stay with him until Headmaster Dumbledore arrives."

Mr. Crouch still held Colin's other hand tightly, his cloudy eyes staring straight ahead, as if possessed by a demon, repeating over and over again: "It's all my fault... It's all my fault... I let him out..."

"Salina, who is the 'he' he is talking about? And what does he mean by 'release'?" Colin asked uneasily. Mr. Crouch's intermittent words made him even more confused and frightened.

Salina knew that he might be talking about Barty Crouch Jr., but it was not appropriate to tell Colin, so she could only comfort Colin: "Don't think too much, Colin, we just need to wait here for Headmaster Dumbledore to come, he will take care of everything."

Although Colin was afraid, he knew that staying here was the best option. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and whispered to Salina, "Salina, I think it's strange that Mr. Crouch has become like this. Look at the injuries on his body and the way he speaks. It seems... as if he has been tortured."

Salina also noticed something strange about Mr. Crouch. His robe was torn in many places, revealing the bruises on his skin underneath. His face was also covered with scars, as if he had been beaten.

I can't help but sigh that little Batty was so cruel to his own father.

Ginny ran towards the castle, feeling extremely anxious, but ran into Harry halfway.

"Harry, have you seen Headmaster Dumbledore?" Ginny asked breathlessly, with a hint of panic in her tone.

"What's wrong, Ginny? What happened?" Harry saw Ginny's anxious look and realized that something big might have happened.

"I just met Mr. Crouch at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He looked a little strange..." Ginny simply told Harry what had just happened.

"What? Mr. Crouch..." Harry was also shocked after hearing Ginny's description, "Let's go find Headmaster Dumbledore!"

The two wasted no time and ran all the way to Headmaster Dumbledore's office.

When they ran to the door of the principal's office panting, they heard a quarrel coming from inside, which seemed to be the voice of Minister Fudge.

"This is sheer nonsense! Dumbledore, you must understand the seriousness of the situation!" Minister Fudge's voice was high-pitched and excited. "The You-Know-Who can't come back! Those are all rumors! We must arrest those unstable elements who spread the rumors!"

"Cornelly, please calm down." Headmaster Dumbledore's voice was as calm as ever.

"But……"

Harry couldn't help but want to get closer to hear the conversation inside, but was suddenly pulled back by a big hand.

"Potter, what are you doing?" Professor Moody's gruff voice sounded behind Harry, with a hint of severity in his tone, "Eavesdropping is not a good habit."

Harry touched his nose awkwardly, not knowing how to explain.

At this moment, the office door suddenly opened, and Minister Fudge and Headmaster Dumbledore walked out one after another.

Fudge hurriedly left the headmaster's office accompanied by Moody, leaving Harry and Ginny looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Come in, children." Headmaster Dumbledore's gentle voice came from the office, interrupting Harry's thoughts.

Ginny walked into the office first, followed by Harry.

Ginny told Headmaster Dumbledore in detail about her encounter with Mr. Crouch at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, her tone full of worry and uneasiness.

"What?!" After listening to Ginny's description, Headmaster Dumbledore showed a look of surprise on his usually calm face, "Barty Crouch... this is really terrible!"

He immediately stood up and said in a hurried tone: "Ginny, take me there quickly."

With that, he and Ginny hurried out of the office.

Harry was left alone in Dumbledore's office, looking around.

He saw the Sword of Gryffindor on the shelf, its hilt inlaid with a glittering ruby.

He also saw the familiar black cabinet in the corner. In the cabinet was a huge stone basin with strange symbols carved on the mouth of the basin. The liquid in the basin was a silver-blue substance with slight ripples on the surface.

Harry's curiosity was completely aroused. He slowly walked towards the black cabinet. The cabinet was not locked. He gently opened the door, and a damp and cold breath hit his face.