Description
Muggle inventions, in the hands of skillful Dark Wizards can bring to genial intuitions or catastrophic disasters...or both! If you want to see a young proactive Barty, but with a voyeur attitude, a Bellatrix that maybe is even worse than him and a Voldemort enjoying the limelight, come here, I'll save a seat for you, not close to Nagini, I promise! From chapter I: * "Barty," Arthur stops him, before he goes out, putting a hand on his shoulder. "What?" young Crouch turns abruptly. "Your father has a hard shell but I am convinced that he cares about you.". Barty just looks at him with his most skeptical expression. "My father asked me for excellent grades in school and I obliged him." "I know, by the way, congratulations on the excellent way you graduated this year, boy!" congratulates Arthur. Barty shrugs. He knows very well that he has obtained brilliant grades. And his father didn't even let him have a party with his friends. But it doesn't matter, he has already given himself a gift. The most precious of all, which pulsates deliciously on the inside of his left arm, away from prying eyes. *
I: Any good ideas?
