Barty Crouch Jr arrested.

(POV of Barty Crouch Jr) *After the ritual altered his mind. He believed he did all this*

~Past~

After I got arrested and chucked into Azkaban, my mood was still patient as I knew my Lord would come and save me. A savior came, not my Lord but my father, who threw me in here in the first place. Instead of being grateful, I hated him more because he locked me in the basement while keeping me Imperioused. I regularly kept breaking out of the spell because I had experienced a more powerful Imperious. My Lord Voldemort's Imperious. How can my father's lousy spell be compared to the Master of Dark Arts?

Then when I had my chance, I broke free from the curse and snatched his wand when he was unprepared, casting on him the same Imperious.

But I didn't know what to do after being free. How can I find my Master? I tried to feel my connection through the Dark Mark. It was weak but still there. Frustrated, I could only look for a spell or ritual to help me locate my Lord in the Library. There I found a ritual!

The ritual was an old ritual used by Powerful ancient Mages who used to sacrifice loyal servants to increase power or get healed.

I knew this was my chance to cement eternal loyalty to my Master. He would surely be pleased with me if I succeeded in helping him return.

But the problem came when I didn't know which of his servants to sacrifice. I couldn't offer myself because if I did, how could I continue to be at his service in the future? No, someone else had to be sacrificed. The other followers claimed innocence and used Imperious for their acts, which means they were not loyal enough. Therefore, my plan was set on sacrificing the ten individuals in Azkaban. They were so dedicated that they chose to remain imprisoned than betray. After burning the book that had the ritual. I left

Sneaking into Azkaban was easy. My father, who was already under Imperious, cashed in a few favors and helped me sneak into Azkaban. Everything was going well, but I encountered a guard, so I had to kill him quickly. Stunning my imprisoned colleagues, I blasted a hole through the wall of Azkaban, where my Houself Twinky was waiting, and then we escaped with the prisoners in tow.

After that, I started roaming the streets, inns, and forests in my father's form, using Polyjuice Potion and looking for any news I could find about my Master. Then something happened that had me believing even Mother Magic was on my side. I found Peter Pettigrew, who shared his story with me. As an Animagus rat, he heard from rats that there in a forest in Albania was a shadow figure roaming around that would siphon off the life of whatever came near it. There and then, I knew in my gut that it was my Master's calling. Even fates were helping me.

After locking my father in the basement and securing the prisoners, I started my journey to Albania's forests with Peter. But here, the first hitch occurred. When the blood traitor Sirius saw Peter, he snapped. It was like he was possessed. The magic started rolling off him. He broke free from the spells on him, apprehended Pettigrew, and Apparated away. I was so stunned that I couldn't react in time. I raged and cursed my stupidity. I could have left him with my father. But I knew I wasn't strong enough to place both wizards in Imperious. I should have killed! I stored all my stunned colleagues in the magical trunk to avoid mishaps.

When I neared my Lord's resting place, I saw he was in his shadowy state. I told him about the ritual, and he praised me for my loyalty and promised me a reward. I quickly set up the ritual with my Lord's loyal servants bound and gagged. The ritual was ready. When the ceremony started, all I felt was overwhelming magic then I lost consciousness.

Waking up, I saw a complete contentment of Aurors surrounding me.

~Present~

An auror came up and pointed at me.

"Kush je ti" 'who are you'

"Kjo është Toka e Shqipërisë" 'This is the land of Albania'

"Do të arrestoheni dhe do të paraqiteni në ministri për përdorimin e magjisë së errët të paligjshme" ' You will be arrested and brought to the ministry for using illegal dark magic.'

I ignored them as I couldn't understand them, but where was my Master? I looked behind me and saw ashes scattered over the ritual circle. Where there were people were inspecting it.

No No NOOO

"Master! Master! where are you."

Did I kill him NOOOOOOO?

I was going to run toward the circle, but I felt a spell hit me, and I WENT rigid. My Master, did I fail him.

I was going to lose my mind, but then I remembered the MARK. Feeling the Mark on my arm, I felt relaxed. I knew my Master was still alive, but I failed him.

I wanted to open my mouth to apologize to him,  but the Aurors had already sealed my mouth.

The last thing I heard was.

"Merre atë, dua një pyetje të tërë.." 'Take him back, I want a whole interrogation.'

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(POV Voldemort, aka Tom Riddle Jr)

Oh, I  felt delighted when I felt the Mark of my servant near me. But all delight vanished when my magic senses felt a ritual being conducted there. The amount of magic it was giving off would surely alert the entire Albania ministry. Immortal, I may be, but I  could not fend off any attackers in my vulnerable state. Decision made, I floated on the opposite side of the ritual ANd left the vicinity.

I was mad now. I missed the body; I could use Crucio right now.

Due to ritual, the Aurors will search the whole forest. He might be discovered. I am too weak now.

I have to leave this area.

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