Chapter 575 (1/2)

”You like my dark detector, don't you?” Moody said he was looking at Harry carefully.

”What is that?” Asked Harry, pointing to the winding golden antenna.

”Secret sensor. It vibrates when a lie is detected and the truth is hidden. Of course, there is no use here, there is too much interference - students in every direction lie about why they didn't finish their homework. So it's been buzzing ever since I came here. I also had to turn off my snicker because it kept beeping. It's so sensitive that signals within a mile can be picked up. Of course, it can receive more than the little things of children. ” He added in a roaring voice.

”And what is this mirror for?”

”Oh, that's my enemy display mirror. See them ambush nearby? Unless I see the white part of their eyes in the mirror, I won't have any big trouble.

But then I'll have to open my suitcase

He let out a short, piercing laugh and pointed to a large suitcase under the window.

The suitcase has a row of seven keyholes. Harry wondered what would be in it, but it was obviously the mirror that attracted Harry more.

Harry had heard van Lim say that there was another nickname for this thing, called the enemy mirror.

Maybe he needs one, too, to master Voldemort's position.

Until Moody's problems brought him back to reality.

”So, did you find the dragon?”

Harry hesitated. He had been worried about that - he didn't tell Cedric, let alone Moody's - Hagrid broke the deal.

”Nothing,” said moody as he sat down, stretched out his wooden leg and groaned.

”Cheating is a traditional part of the three wizard games, and it has always been so.”

”I didn't cheat,” Harry said harshly. ”It was only - quite unexpectedly that I found out.”

Moody grinned. ”I don't blame you, shyness. I told Dumbledore at the beginning that he could be as straight as he liked, but old kakarov and maxim were not so noble. They tell their warriors everything. They just want to win. They want to beat Dumbledore and prove that he is just a mortal. ”

Moody grinned again, his magic eyes spinning so fast that Harry was uncomfortable.

”So, have you figured out how to get through the dragon?” Moody asked.

”No Harry said.

”Oh, I'm not going to teach you.” Moody said rudely, ”I'm not partial, I'm not.

I'm just going to give you some good, general advice. The first point is - use your power. ”

” I don't have any strength. ” Harry blurted out, trying to speak, but he had finished.

In fact, this is the problem that has been bothering Harry.

If it's Vaseline, you just need to show the strength of the Quidditch World Cup, or two-thirds of the strength can be pushed by magic.

Simple, violent.

However, this is not the way Harry can master.

”No,” growled moody. ”I said you have power, you have it. Now think about it. What are you good at?”

Harry tried to concentrate. What do you do best? Oh, that's easy, really --

”Quidditch!” He hesitated and said, ”there's a lot more -”

”that's right,” moody said, his eyes fixed on Lee, his eyes fixed on alchemy. ”I heard you're a great Aviator?”

”Well, yes, but...” Harry glared back at him. ”I'm not allowed to use the broom. I only have a wand -”

”my second piece of advice,” moody interrupted loudly, ”is to use a working, simple mantra to help you get what you need.”

Harry looked at him blankly. What did he need?

”Think about it, son.” Moody's whispered, ”it's not hard to think of putting everything together.”

Suddenly Harry had an idea. He was the best at flying. He had to pass through the Dragon guards in the air. So he needed his rocket crossbow. In order to launch the catapult, he needs -

”Hermione, van Lin.” Harry whispered.

Ten minutes later, he rushed into the No. 3 warm room and apologized hastily as he ran past professor spatlau.

”Hermione, I need your help.”

”What do you think I've been trying to do, Harry?” She asked in a low voice. Over the top of the swaying fitter Bush that she was pruning, she had a look of discontent.

”Hermione, I have to learn to use the flying charm properly by tomorrow afternoon.”

So they began to practice. Instead of having lunch, they went straight to an empty classroom, where Harry tried to make everything in the room fly towards him.

But it's a little difficult, not skilled enough. Those practice books and quills often lose their center of gravity and fall to the ground like a stone in the air.”It won't work, so I can't get the broom from Gryffindor tower.” Harry was a little frustrated that his magic could not support such a long-distance concentration.

”It takes some method, Harry.”

Suddenly, the voice surprised Harry.

”Method, but, Vaseline, what method?” Looking at Van Lin coming in from the outside, although he said he didn't know what the bottle was for, Harry couldn't help focusing on it.