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After the day's classes ended I went straight to my room in the Ravenclaw dorms, and upon arriving in my room the first thing I did was look for my cat.
And I didn't have to look very far, because as soon as I entered my room the first thing I saw was Nyx, who was lying on my bed.
And the very intelligent black cat seemed to have just woken up from one of her many naps, as she let out a long yawn before looking at me.
"Hey girl" I said to her with a smile as I went to sit on the bed next to her.
"Meow," Nyx meowed, standing up and coming over to me.
And when she came to my side, she started to rub her head on my arm, wanting me to pet her a little.
"Looks like someone woke up a little needy today," I joked, running my hand over her head and back lightly.
And getting the attention she wanted, Nyx purred contentedly, which made me shake my head in amusement.
We then stayed like that for a few more minutes, before I decided to focus on the reason why I was looking for her.
"So Nyx," I started to say, stopping petting her, which made the black-furred cat look at me, "Do you remember when I gave you the mission to spy on Professor Moody, that old man with the scarred face and a wooden leg?"
And hearing my question Nyx nodded, before looking at me with her head tilted a little confused, "Meow?"
"Why am I asking about this? Well, it's because I wanted to know if you found out anything about him or if you saw him doing or saying anything strange when he was alone," I answered her question.
And anyone who saw me talking to Nyx would think I was going crazy, but in fact I could understand what she meant by her meows, gestures and sounds.
And I could understand her even without my Beast Talk, because Nyx and I had a connection that allowed us to understand each other, and it helped that Nyx was a very intelligent and perceptive cat.
"Meow," Nyx meowed again, and I understood that she meant yes, she had discovered something.
"Great," I said, a little relieved to know that I wouldn't be in the dark anymore and that now I would have some information about Barty Junior.
'I just hope he says or shows something that can help me figure out what he's up to' I thought.
But shaking my head I brought my focus back to the present moment, and turning to Nyx I saw that she was looking at me with her feline eyes full of intelligence.
"Listen Nyx, now I'm going to use my Beast Talk on you, so just relax and try not to think too much," I warned Nyx.
"Meow" and hearing what I said Nyx meowed as she nodded in understanding.
And seeing this I smiled satisfied, before raising my hand and placing it on her head.
And with my hand on Nyx's head I used my Beast Talk, opening a connection between her and me.
And with the connection created I began to feel Nyx's emotions and thoughts more deeply and in more detail.
But I didn't want to know what she was feeling or thinking right now, and ignoring the information I was getting from the connection I started searching Nyx's mind.
And inside Nyx's mind I searched her memories for the moments when she was spying on Barty Junior.
And it wasn't too hard to find those memories, since Nyx herself, who knew how my abilities worked, was bringing those memories to the front of her mind so I could see them.
And now that Nyx's memories were within my reach I began to analyze them, with many images and sounds passing through my mind through the connection that existed between us.
And in one of those memories, Nyx was hiding under a cabinet inside the DADA teacher's office, looking intently at Barty Junior who was in his true appearance.
And in this memory through Nyx's eyes I could see Barty pacing back and forth in front of his desk as he talked to himself, and he seemed very excited, almost in a manic joy.
And I found that strange even for the crazy Death Eater.
But then I saw him turn around and kick a large wooden trunk that was leaning against the wall, almost hidden.
And seeing this I realized then that Barty Junior was not talking to himself, in fact he was talking to the real Moody, who was trapped inside that trunk.
And as soon as I realized this I decided to pay more attention to this memory, focusing completely on Barty Junior wanting to hear what he was saying.
"It must be sad, huh, old one-eyed man? Being trapped in this trunk and knowing that there's nothing you can do to stop me from completing my mission," Barty Junior said, smiling arrogantly as he looked at the wooden trunk that was at his feet.
"And besides being sad, this must also be quite frustrating... You will stay there, locked in your own trunk as my hostage, and in the meantime I will be taking the Potter boy to my master so he can complete the ritual."
"And then, when the ritual is complete and my master has his body back we will unite our allies, and together we will rid England, Great Britain, and even the world of all impure ones who desecrate our magic, and those who oppose us will be exterminated as well," Barty said, smiling maniacally and sadistically.
"And in the end, when we have control of everything, we will rule the world and all, with my lord as the supreme master," he proclaimed, and there was a look of fanatical adoration in his eyes as he spoke of Riddle.
And watching this scene happen I couldn't help but be a little in disbelief, pausing Nyx's memories for a moment.
'I can't believe it...' I thought, looking at the scene in front of me with a strange look, 'Did he really start monologuing like a fifth-rate villain?'
I really didn't think Barty Junior would start talking out loud about his plan to resurrect Voldemort or about his delusions of world domination, especially since he was inside a school that is completely controlled by the Headmaster.
'I guess I underestimated his arrogance... Or should I say stupidity?' I wondered with a sigh.
But shaking my head I decided to put Barty Junior's stupidity and recklessness aside, and then I went back to memory.
"And you know Mad-Eye," Barty Junior continued to speak, "None of this would be possible without you... You will be, or rather, are being, an important piece in my master's ascension."
And anyone who heard him would hear the arrogance in his tone, but beyond the arrogance he also had confidence... the confidence that the plan to resurrect Voldemort would work.
And Barty Junior, who was still smiling arrogantly, turned to look at the trunk, "But you know, I still can't believe that you, the legendary old bag of bones from the ministry who is known for being so paranoid and suspicious, managed to be captured so easily by me."
And after saying this, a look of scorn and mockery appeared on his face, "But thinking about it, perhaps this happened because you are already too old… And your old age has probably made you more foolish and careless."
"And now that I have you in my hands I can use your appearance to walk calmly through Hogwarts, and that way I will be able to complete the mission that my master gave me" and saying this Barty Junior put his hand in the pocket of his coat, and from there he took out some strands of gray hair.
He then used his free hand to grab his hip flask that was in his other pocket, before opening it and throwing the hair inside it.
And I could see a faint green smoke coming out from inside the hip flask, showing that Moody's hair had completely mixed with the Polyjuice potion.
"And all of this is thanks to you... All because you, the great Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody, couldn't even defend yourself that night," Barty Junior scoffed, sitting down on the trunk as he looked at the hip flask in his hand.
"But don't worry you disfigured old man, this shame you must be feeling won't last long, because when all this is over and I don't need you anymore I will allow you to join my dear daddy" he said, patting the trunk twice.
The fanatical Death Eater then placed a finger on his chin, with a thoughtful look appearing on his face, "Hmm, but before that I'll need to remember where I buried him," he muttered.
And after finishing saying this, a sadistic and joyful smile began to appear on his lips, showing that he really was finding the situation amusing.
And listening to the last sentence that Barty Junior said I stopped, immediately understanding its meaning.
'Crouch Senior is dead' I thought, a little surprised, 'He killed his father'
End.
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