587 Chapter 586 Cheating has always been the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament (1/2)

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Moody raised a curved wine bottle and took a gulp.

”Albus, say so... the mysterious man has returned from Albania?”

”That's right.” Dumbledore held up the black tea and blew the heat: ”William and Hermione saw him.”

”I really can't believe the two little wizards.” Moody's face was gloomy, ”Are you sure...”

”I'm pretty sure, I trust them as if I trust you.”

Dumbledore said seriously: ”I have a hunch that Voldemort's return this time is different.

With Wormtail's help, he would be more cautious.He must have also obtained information from Bertha for hosting the Triwizard Tournament.”

”In this case, I will tell the truth, your little wizards are too weak.” Moody's blue eyes kept turning.

”Since the mysterious person may make a comeback, I must teach something different to let them understand what is truly... cruel!”

”For example?” Dumbledore asked calmly.

”Let them feel the Unforgivable Curse.” Moody tilted his mouth and squinted.”There is also some evil black magic.”

Dumbledore put down the cup, crossed his hands, and squinted in thought.

”Abth, this course has fallen behind a lot, maybe Lupin helped a little bit, but I think it's not enough.” Moody's expression was extremely serious.

”We have to let them know what the real danger is.”

Dumbledore did not answer immediately.

Moody looked at the hesitant principal and snorted dissatisfiedly:

”You can't let these children come in contact with them when the war comes? It will be too late then!”

Dumbledore sighed and nodded imperceptibly.

Moody laughed in satisfaction and took another sip from the hip flask.

”I also want to talk to Stark about the details about Albania.

To be honest, I don't quite believe in his strength.I hear a lot of those rumors.

Lockhart was also awarded the Merlin Medal, but he was just a liar.

It always pays to be vigilant...”

Moody's mouth suddenly shut up, the magic eyes that had turned up and down, the blue eyes rolled over and got into his head.

He stood up and strode towards the wooden door with his wand.

Dumbledore smiled, and did not stop, but took the black tea again and took a sip, showing a good show.

The stairs slowly rose automatically, sending William to a shiny oak door with a brass knocker.

After finishing his duties as the prefect, he stayed in the lounge for a while, then quietly left and came to Dumbledore.

William was about to knock on the door, the voice in the room stopped, and someone walked quickly, seeming to be about to open the door.

William took a step back, only to reveal a crack in the right door, and he saw Moody raising his wand.

His body almost reacted like a condition, evading towards the left door, and the moment his wand was raised, a long sword in his left hand was deeply nailed into the wooden door.

Moody's body was suddenly short, his blue eyes turned to the top, looking at the silver sword that the thorn came through.

Evasion was timely, but there was still a blood stain on his cheeks, and hair on the temples fell to the ground.

Moody didn't wipe it at all, just shouted:

”Yes. Amazing reaction ability, much better than Tonks's little girl! At least your reputation is not fake!”

William drew his silver sword, pushed the door open, and frowned at Moody.

Only then did he realize that the other party had just raised the wand, and didn't mean to release the spell.

William glanced at Dumbledore again in confusion.

The principal smiled and nodded.

”Put down your sword, child, lest you pierce anyone's eyes,” Moody said in a low, gruff voice.

But William ignored him.

”Yes, that's how it should be... Don't listen to others, Stark, you are very suitable to be an Auror.

At least he will live longer than others.”

Moody dragged the wooden legs and walked around the room.

”Can you guarantee that this is him, Albus?” He roared again coarsely. ”In the middle of the night, the little wizard is not in the dormitory. Come to the principal's office?

It's best to ask him something that only Stark knows.”

”Alastor...I allowed William to come to me at any time. I trust him so much.” Dumbledore explained softly.

”William, put down your wand, too.”

William waved his wand, and the wooden door was restored.He flipped his right hand and the wand disappeared, not knowing where he was hiding.

”Since you have something to talk about, I'll go first.” Moody muttered, then dragged his legs and walked outside.

William watched Moody leave slowly, without speaking.

”Don't take it to heart.” Dumbledore raised his hand and motioned for William to sit down.

”Alastor is like this. He has experienced the Wizarding War, fought against countless Death Eaters, caught many dark wizards, and didn't trust anyone.

In Muggle terms, there is severe post-traumatic stress disorder.”

William sat down in the chair and shrugged: ”Such a wizard teaches defense against the dark arts, and the class will be fun.”

”The content may be interesting... but for most people, the experience of the first class is definitely not interesting.” Dumbledore shook his head.

”It will be bad.”

William raised his eyebrows. Can Defense Against the Dark Arts class cause discomfort to students?Wenxin School