Chapter 704: True and False Moody

"What consequences?"

Moody moved around in front of Harry like an ant on a hot pot.

"Maybe Dumbledore can explain it to you, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes..." Moody said, "Okay, Harry, I think we have to leave."

As he spoke, Moody put Harry's wand into his pocket.

Harry nodded, but a sudden movement made Harry stop involuntarily.

"Professor Moody, is there something in there?" Harry asked, pointing to the box. The sound just now came from inside the box.

"It's okay, don't worry about him."

"Don't worry about him? Professor, but..." Harry looked at Moody with some embarrassment, feeling that something was not right.

Moody's appearance was a little different from his previous contacts. Moody now seemed very anxious, and he was not familiar with his own office. If Harry had read correctly, what Moody was looking for was... The key to this chest.

Harry has experienced the power of Moody's magic eye. It can be said that even the invisibility cloak is useless in front of Moody, but...

"Professor Moody, can you show me that box?" Harry tried to ask.

"I said, don't worry about him." Moody seemed to be impatient, and he roared, so that his voice changed slightly.

Suddenly, a panicked expression appeared on Moody's face, and he grabbed Harry with one hand...

Harry instinctively wanted to retreat and pull out his wand, but then Harry remembered that Moody had taken away his wand.

"Relashio!" A beam of red light shot in, and with the sound of tearing and shattering, the door of Moody's office suddenly fell into pieces...

Moody was knocked to the ground. Harry still maintained the resisting posture just now, and then stared at where Moody's face was just now, and saw Professor Albus Dumbledore, Professor Snape, and Professor McGonagall. Looking at himself in the viewing mirror, he turned his head and saw the three of them standing at the door, with Dumbledore standing at the front, holding his wand high...

At that moment, Harry fully understood for the first time why people always said that Dumbledore was the only wizard Voldemort was afraid of. When Dumbledore stared at Maudie's unconscious body, his face looked gloomy and terrifying, Harry had never imagined that his face would look like this. There was no kind smile on Dumbledore's face, and the eyes behind his glasses were no longer bright. There was only cold anger reflected on the old face, and there was a strength coming from Dumbledore. Bullido's face radiated and looked like it was about to burst into flames.

He walked into the office, stomped on Moody's unconscious body, kicked him a few more times, turned him around so he could see his face, and Snape followed him up. He came and checked the observation mirror carefully. It seemed that his face was still clear and distinguishable. The observation mirror emitted a strong light and illuminated the entire room.

Professor McGonagall walked directly towards Harry.

"Get up, Potter." She whispered, her mouth moving like she was about to cry, "Get up, kid...go to the hospital first."

"No." Dumbledore interrupted suddenly. "Dumbledore, he should go, look at him, he's had enough tonight."

"He will stay, Minerva, because he needs to know the truth." Dumbledore replied succinctly, and then continued, "Understanding is the first step to accepting the truth. Only by accepting the truth can you recover. He needs to know Who brought him such suffering today and why."

"Professor Moody," Harry called. He still couldn't believe that things were like this. "How could Professor Moody be like this?"

"This is not Alastor Moody," Dumbledore said calmly. "You don't know Alastor Moody. After what happened tonight, Moody really will not take you away from my sight after what happened tonight. I will know as soon as he takes you away, and Following."

Dumbledore leaned over Moody's limp body and reached into his coat. He took out Moody's water bottle and a bunch of keys on a ring.

He then turned to Professors McGonagall and Snape.

"Severus, please bring me the most powerful Veritaserum, and then go to the kitchen and bring the servant named Winky; Minerva please go to Hagrid's house, where you will find a thread under the pumpkin vine. Big black dog, take that dog to my office and tell Hagrid that I will return it to him soon, and then you come back here."

Although both Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall found this instruction strange, neither showed it and immediately turned around and left the office.

Dumbledore walked towards the suitcase with only seven locks. He tried the first key and opened it. There was a pile of spell books inside. He closed the suitcase, opened the second lock with the second key, and opened the suitcase again. The box, the spell books were gone, this time there were several tattered periscopes, a few pieces of parchment and a few quills, and what looked like a silvery white translucent coat, Harry looked at Dan in surprise. Bodo continued to open the corresponding locks with the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth keys, opened the suitcase repeatedly, and found that the contents of the suitcase were different each time. Finally he opened the lock with the seventh key and lifted the lid, and this time Harry exclaimed. It looked like it was a cave this time, with a basement inside. There was a man lying ten feet underground. He looked thin, as if he had passed out from hunger. That was the real Moody. His wooden leg was missing. The area under the eyelids where there was a demon was sunken, and a considerable portion of the gray hair was missing.

Harry looked at Moody sleeping in the suitcase and Moody lying unconscious on the ground outside, and his anger rose.

There was no doubt that the noise that had been made was because the real Professor Moody was resisting his captivity.

Harry had heard this noise for a long time, ever since he first came to Moody's office, so to speak, the real Professor Moody had been imprisoned for a whole semester.

By this... Death Eater?

Damn it, no wonder he said that Karkaroff was not the one who engraved his name on the gold cup. It turned out that this fake Moody was, and Karkaroff was just a pawn released to attract firepower.

The murderer who really wanted to kill him turned out to be Professor Moody who had been helping him from beginning to end.

This feeling of being deceived was very bad. No matter what, it was difficult for Harry to accept the betrayal of the person who was least likely to betray him.

"Are you okay, my friend?" Dumbledore leaned over, his voice seemed very hollow, and Harry walked up involuntarily.

The real Alastor Moody is here... (To be continued)