"Sir, Winky has a suggestion." Winky asked Crouch Sr. nervously.

"What is it Winky? I don't have time." He replied, shuffling his newspaper annoyed.

"Sir, how about we let Master Crouch go to the World Cup sir, he has been good and…"

"No. Now leave me alone Winky, I'm very busy." Winky sighed sadly, and got an idea. She turned,sniffing slightly and walked into the room where Crouch Jr was sleeping. She gathered all his belongings, enchanting them to fly, hitting Crouch on the head. Crouch jumped up, swishing his wand.

"Fine! I'll let him go." Crouch said scathingly.