ca-book Chapter 436 Arrest and Night Trial
Chapter 436 Arrest and Night Trial
"Da da da"……
The prosthetic leg made of wood knocked on the floor of the Hogwarts corridor. The hollow sound appeared on the floor because it took too long, and the hollow sound spread far in the dark corridor.
"Moody" was limping and walking in the dark corridor with a cane. He was originally extremely cautious and lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something.
"Damn, this leg is indeed inconvenient. Bella and the others are a bunch of trash. They couldn't even handle a disabled old man back then, and as a result, our stronghold was completely annihilated."
"If someone attacks me here, I won't be able to do anything about it"...
"call"!
Just when little Barty was thinking about something, a sharp wind suddenly sounded in the air!
"state"!
With the dull sound of metal hitting his skull, the impostor Moody was knocked forward and fell to the ground with a plop.
"Are you being a little harsh?"
Shen Jian's face kept twitching in the darkness.
"The hit was on the occipital bone, but not on the back of the head. It won't kill anyone."
Zhang Qi threw the aluminum alloy baseball bat aside, then walked over gently and took a breath.
"Well, I had a concussion and passed out. It's no big deal."
After making sure that they had not directly knocked the opponent to death, Zhang Qi and Shen Jian threw the unconscious Barty into the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.
"How did you catch him"?
Dumbledore was already waiting inside. He looked at the big purple swelling on the back of "Moody's" head and asked with a strange expression.
"Baseball Bat".
Zhang Qi coughed and then nodded.
"Then let's start the interrogation now"?
"Ordinary interrogation methods are useless to him, at least we don't have to play tricks on him."
Shen Jian frowned slightly.
"I need a table made of stainless steel, a lamp just enough to illuminate the table, and a regret chair."
Shen Jian tentatively spoke to the air.
"Bang!"
With the sound of metal colliding, what Shen Jian asked for fell steadily to the ground.
"The floor requirements are green-painted cement floors, and the lights in the room should be dimmed and the temperature should be slightly colder."
After Shen Jian showed a surprised expression, he continued to make his request.
"Swipe pull"!
The chandelier on the ceiling turned into a very small white ball of light, emitting a faint light that did not even illuminate the entire room.
The temperature in the air has also dropped a little. Although it won't make people runny noses from the cold, it will still make people very uncomfortable.
"Let me make it clear in advance, Principal Dumbledore, you will sit on the chair in the corner later, use the Disembodiment Charm to hide yourself, and don't make a sound until we end the interrogation, otherwise it will interfere with the outcome of the interrogation."
After Shen Jian adjusted the brightness of the desk lamp, he nodded to Dumbledore.
"Well, this is your home court."
Dumbledore glanced around the environment here and touched his beard thoughtfully.
"I also need a faucet, and a pipe."
Zhang Qi thought silently in his heart.
"But I want to remind you, kids, it's 6 o'clock in the evening, and we will hold the Black Lake competition at noon tomorrow. At that time, you two will be soaked in the water as hostages. We actually don't have a lot of time."
Dumbledore reminded him after sitting on the chair.
"Please don't worry, but this interrogation may last about 10 hours, and he will tell everything soon."
Zhang Qi waved his hand.
"Then let's start now."
Zhang Qi stood up and turned on the faucet.
"Pfft!"
Ice-cold water spurted out from the rubber tube and poured firmly on the unconscious little Barty.
"what"!
Under the impact of the cold water, the unconscious Crouch quickly woke up and let out a scream.
"You have slept long enough, Mr. Crouch, so we took it upon ourselves to wash your face."
Zhang Qi turned off the faucet, squatted down with a smile, and looked at little Barty's face.
"Who are you? Where am I now? How do you know my identity?"
Little Barty tried hard to open his eyes, but due to the dim light and the heavy blow to his head, he couldn't see the faces of the two people in front of him clearly.
"You put my name and Miss Greengrass's name into the Goblet of Fire to seek a better bloodline for your master, and now you are asking me who I am"?
Zhang Qi gently stretched out his hand and patted little Barty's face hard.
"Now, tell me everything you know."
Zhang Qi stood up, turned around and sat on the chair next to Shen Jian.
"Voldemort's current location"?
Shen Jian knocked on the table with his hand and asked coldly.
"Inferior yellow-skinned monkey, how dare you call the great Dark Lord that way"!
Little Barty struggled hard as if he had been stimulated by something. The handcuffs rubbed against the metal chair, making a harsh sound.
"Snapped"!
Zhang Qi stretched, then stood up and slapped little Barty in the face.
"pat".
Shen Jian seemed to see a white thing fly out of his mouth, fall to the ground and roll around twice.
"Location of Voldemort".
Shen Jian shook his head and continued to ask in that emotionless voice.
"Long live the Dark Lord"!
Little Barty spat out the blood in his mouth and shouted fanatically.
"Magic is a very magical thing. It can cure all injuries. External injuries and internal injuries that are very difficult for Muggles are just a bottle of potion for wizards."
Zhang Qi gently pinched Little Barty's left ring finger and slowly began to twist it.
"Ahhh!"
The cartilage rubbed fiercely, and the overburdened joint capsule made a crunching sound. The severe pain from the bone friction made the loyal Death Eater scream in agony.
"Gaba"!
With a sickening crunching sound, Barty's left ring finger showed a strange twisting angle, and he immediately let out a sharper scream.
"Heal quickly".
The tip of the wand emitted a milky white soft light, and with another burst of screams from Little Barty and a burst of rattling sounds, his fingers quickly returned to normal.
"Location of Voldemort".
Shen Jian asked again for the fourth time.
"The Dark Lord's servants never surrender"!
Little Barty shook off the cold sweat on his head, with a hint of trembling in his firm tone.
"It's no use twisting the joint, I need a pair of pliers".
Zhang Qi turned his head and said helplessly to Shen Jian.
"Bang bang"!
An electrician's vise appeared out of the air and crashed onto the table.
"Crunch"!
Zhang Qi walked over gently, held down Barty's hand, and clamped the nail of his left index finger with pliers.
"Mr. Crouch, please feel your fingers carefully."
Zhang Qi said very slowly, and at the same time, he slowly began to apply force in his hands, pulling out his nails forcefully.
"Ahhhhhh"!
Another scream, much shriller than before, came from the dark Room of Requirement.