November 1994
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
It had been more than two hours since Barty Crouch jr. was captured by Harry Potter.
Right now, he had fallen unconscious after suffering another round of torture from Harry. It was umpteenth that Barty had fallen unconscious. But every time Harry would wake him up and renew the torture session.
Barty was still tied to the stone but his entire body was in mess. Cuts and gashes, deep enough till the muscles but still a bit away from the internal organs covered his entire body. He was entirely drenched in his own blood.
Almost all the bones in body were crushed. The black thread which Harry had used as his first spell was still penetrating Barty's body.
Harry waved his finger and water splashed on Barty's face. the death eater was jolted awake with a disoriented mind and it took him few moments to register what was happening.
The moment, he remembered what was happening, his face turned to a fearful look. For the past 2 hours, whenever awake, he had been screaming in pain.
Barty, at first was in full spirits to scoff all the torture he was going to face but reality is different. Under Harry's spells, he was ready to pay any price to get away from this torture.
But to his utter horror, Harry did not utter a word, did not ask a single question about his plans. He just kept torturing with a smile on his face.
"Crouch," Harry's voice brought the death eater from his frightened stupor. "Time to end this."
Before Barty could understand what was about to happen, Harry jabbed his index finger and a current of pain shot through his body.
During the previous torture, he had felt that it was the maximum amount of pain that could be inflicted on a person. But to his utter horror, he was completely wrong.
This time he felt as if all the previous pain he had suffered was combined into one. And even though, he screamed at the top of his lungs, his eyes were widened in shock at what he was witnessing.
No new injury or cut was inflicted on his body. But contrary to his expectation, all the previous wound and injuries was being reversed.
The cuts were closing themselves and the broken bones were mending themselves. It was as if the time itself was being reversed and he could only scream in pain.
For the first time after, pledging his loyalty to Voldemort he doubted the dark lord's invincibility. He wanted to ask, if Voldemort was really a dark wizard compared to Harry?
His words remained struck in his mouth and darkness took over him.
November 1994
Ministry of Magic
Cornelius Fudge was sitting in his office with an enraged expression on his face. On the right side of his desk was sitting, Dolores Umbridge who had just finished narrating her encounter with Amelia Bones.
Naturally, it was given that she had added her own flavours to the encounter.
On the left of the desk was sitting Lucius Malfoy. He had the same neutral and stiff expression on his face.
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It was around 15 minutes later that a knock was heard on the gate.
"Come in," said Cornelius with gritted teeth.
The gates were pushed open and in walked Amelia. She first looked at the minister then at the toad and then at Lucius with a raised eyebrow.
"Madam Bones," said Cornelius. His voice was stiff and he did not use the informal 'Amelia' but the formal 'madam Bones'.
Amelia walked in and took her seat on the chair facing Cornelius.
"Madam Bones," said Fudge again. "I believe that the way you behaved with Dolores, who was there to give my orders, is an explanation behaviour."
Amelia raised her eyebrows and wondered, where did useless man grew that much spine from?
She kept her stern face, "Minister, I am Amelia Bones… DMLE head… and the magical guardian of Lord Apparent of Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Bones."
Her eyes moved to Dolores, "And who is she? A nobody."
"She would know better to know her place… to know how to behave with people who have higher status than her."
"Otherwise, I don't mind putting people like her in their place," boomed Amelia in an icy voice.
The minister was slightly taken aback at this tone and he tried to counter, "Even so…"
But Amelia cut him across, "I believe that this is not what I am here for. My time at this moment is extremely important."
Cornelius gave a hesitated glance at Dolores whose entire face was red from the constant humiliation; she had been receiving in the past few days.
The minister stammered, "Ok."
"What is the status at Azkaban?" he asked.
Amelia glanced at Lucius, "I wonder in the time I was gone; Mr. Malfoy had taken up some official position in the ministry to be present in what ought to be a confidential report."
"Might be entirely possible… with the money he had returned back to the Blacks, he surely needs a new job," mocked Amelia.
Cornelius stammered for an answer but Lucius replied calmly, "Madam Bones should not worry. By the end of this meeting, you will understand the reason of my presence."
Amelia did not argue and turned towards the idiot minister, "A lot of prisoners have fled in the outbreak. Notable among them the dangerous death eaters of the previous war Bellatrix Lestrange and the two Lestrange brothers."
Her tone grave, "But the greater problem is the dementors."
Cornelius already aware of the situation nodded and Amelia continued, "Department for the Regulation and control of Magical Creatures is currently trying their best to get the dementors back under their control…"
Amelia continued her report describing the ins and outs of the situation.
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