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"
Crouch
!
"
Snape
said
,
stopping
dead
in
the
doorway
.
"
Barty
Crouch
!
"
"
Good
heavens
,
"
said
Professor
McGonagall
,
stopping
dead
and
staring
down
at
the
man
on
the
floor
.
Filthy
,
disheveled
,
Winky
peered
around
Snape
's
legs
.
Her
mouth
opened
wide
and
she
let
out
a
piercing
shriek
.
"
Master
Barty
,
Master
Barty
,
what
is
you
doing
here
?
"
She
flung
herself
forward
onto
the
young
man
's
chest
.
"
You
is
killed
him
!
You
is
killed
him
!
You
is
killed
Master
's
son
!
"
"
He
is
simply
Stunned
,
Winky
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
"
Step
aside
,
please
.
Severus
,
you
have
the
potion
?
"
Snape
handed
Dumbledore
a
small
glass
bottle
of
completely
clear
liquid
:
the
Veritaserum
with
which
he
had
threatened
Harry
in
class
.
Dumbledore
got
up
,
bent
over
the
man
on
the
floor
,
and
pulled
him
into
a
sitting
position
against
the
wall
beneath
the
Foe-Glass
,
in
which
the
reflections
of
Dumbledore
,
Snape
,
and
McGonagall
were
still
glaring
down
upon
them
all
.
Winky
remained
on
her
knees
,
trembling
,
her
hands
over
her
face
.
Dumbledore
forced
the
mans
mouth
open
and
poured
three
drops
inside
it
.
Then
he
pointed
his
wand
at
the
mans
chest
and
said
,
"
Ennervate
.
"
Crouch
's
son
opened
his
eyes
.
His
face
was
slack
,
his
gaze
unfocused
.
Dumbledore
knelt
before
him
,
so
that
their
faces
were
level
.
