Chapter 89

Hogwarts.

In the school road.

The candlelight cast a faint, flickering shadow on the wall.

There seemed to be some kind of uneasiness in the air.

"Nice new haircut, Tonks."

The tabby cat patronus looked back at the newly graduated student.

Tangkes forced a smile.

"Thank you, Professor."

"Dumbledore told you we were coming?"

Moody hurried behind Professor McGonagall's patronus.

His normal eyes were fixed on the tabby cat.

The other blue prosthetic eye scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

"No, it's Hogwarts' special protective magic that was activated. Our knights discovered it just after you got off the ship."

The tabby cat turned its head.

His eyes were steady.

"Well, a very advanced transfiguration technique can only be accomplished by someone from Hogwarts."

Moody nodded slightly.

Then he continued to ask.

"So what's the situation with the dark wizard now? And where are you now?"

The words just fell.

Patronus replied, his pace slowing.

"I'm in the Slytherin lounge. I'm here to capture the dark wizard's assistant. He's a... student at school. He hasn't been found yet."

The patron saint stopped.

The look is very anthropomorphic.

He looked at Moody very seriously and asked.

"Now that the dark wizard has been controlled, he is in the cafeteria. What are you going to do with him? Take him away directly?"

Moody showed a hint of disgust when he heard this.

"Take him away? Then we won't know anything. Now those losers in the Ministry of Magic will tremble when they hear the word "dark wizard".

I heard that the dark wizard has been controlled.

He didn't put the wand back into his belt.

Instead, he held it tighter in his hand.

He took the lead and walked in front of the three of them.

He was also a student of Hogwarts and naturally knew where the cafeteria was.

Tonks followed Moody nervously.

"By the way, in order to make the interrogation go smoothly, let me confirm first. The Potions Professor should be at school, right?"

Moody turned to Professor McGonagall and asked.

Professor McGonagall listened.

It was immediately clear what Moody was going to do.

"Yes, the current Potions professor is Snape. He should have prepared Veritaserum and is controlling Quirrell in the cafeteria."

While talking.

Two people and one cat quickly arrived at the door of the cafeteria.

Moody was the first to throw open the door.

The sight that greeted their eyes made several people gasp.

I only saw it in the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria.

A mess.

Food is tipped over.

Dishes shattered.

The pungent magic smoke lingers in the air.

It seems that there has just been a powerful exchange of spells.

At this moment, a wizard in purple robes was lying on the dining table farthest from the door.

His purple scarf was ripped off and thrown to the ground.

Standing next to him was a long-haired wizard in black robes.

Snape Silerforth.

He watched Moody enter with a blank expression.

There was a trace of disdain and wariness in his eyes.

"Auror? The Ministry of Magic moves surprisingly quickly."

Snape raised his eyebrows coldly and said.

"They were called by Dumbledore. Where is Snape and Philus?"

Professor McGonagall's Patronus followed Moody in.

Looking around, I found that someone was missing.

"He went to get what the 'guest' needed."

Snape casually pointed with his finger at Quirrell lying on the table.

"Veritaserum. Flitwick encountered some problems with magical creatures last weekend. Veritaserum can sometimes make them more obedient. I lent it to him, so I brought it here by the way."

Professor McGonagall seemed to be very disdainful of such a move.

He snorted coldly.

"So how is our situation, Mr. Dark Wizard, now?"

Moody's rough voice asked.

Since entering the cafeteria.

His wand was always pointed at Quirrell lying on the dining table.

Now he also stopped Tonks from keeping at least five meters away from the dining table.

"The whole body binding spell and three coma spells will prevent you from waking up for at least three days."

Snape said coldly.

Moody listened.

Then he slowly approached Quirrell.

But he turned around and warned Tonks coldly.

"If you don't want to be like me and have one of your eyes gouged out, just stand there and be alert at all times."

Tonks nodded silently, keeping her eyes fixed on Quirrell who was lying there.

As Moody moved closer.

When I was able to observe Quirrell's appearance more clearly.

His eyes suddenly condensed.

His scarred face wrinkled.

Then he asked in a low voice.

"Are you sure he's still alive?"

As soon as these words came out, McGonagall and Snape looked up at him at the same time.

"Why do you ask?"

McGonagall said.

Moody's nose, which was missing a chunk of flesh, trembled slightly.

He said with sharp eyes.

"I don't know, but I have a hunch that he has the aura of the Death Curse on him."

He just finished speaking.

Then he leaned over and put his wand against Quirrell's chin.

His eyes were fierce.

There is a slight movement.

He will take action immediately.

Then he slowly turned Quirrell's head.

Then, what caught the eyes of several people was a horrific scar that looked like it had been burned by fire.

The wound was twisted and hideous.

It seemed to form a strange face.

"That is..."

Tonks couldn't help but exclaimed the moment she saw it.

Even Snape frowned the moment he saw it.

"It's possession, but obviously neither side is very happy."

Moody said firmly.

"Who could it be?"

Professor McGonagall asked.

The tone became more and more urgent.

Moody's eyes were gloomy and resolute.

He shook his head slightly.

"I don't know, but it is definitely a powerful dark wizard, and he has left this body...which means..."

He paused for a moment.

He glanced at the people around him like a hawk.

"The dark wizard is now in the school, and may have possessed another person. The most suspicious one is the teaching assistant!"

Moody stood up suddenly.

He waved his wand.

He roared.

"Expecto Patronus!"

A thick white smoke gushed out from the tip of his wand.

It quickly condensed into a silver fox with one eye blind in the air.

The tail trembled slightly.

A sharp cold light emanated from his body.

"Everyone be alert! There is a powerful dark wizard inside Hogwarts at this moment. He may possess anyone. No one is allowed to enter or leave Hogwarts!"

The next second.

Moody's silver fox split into more than a dozen.

They rushed in different directions.

They shuttled through the corridors of Hogwarts.

Go and notify the guards Aurors everywhere.

Then he turned to McGonagall and said.

"Professor, evacuate the students and take them to a safe place. Warn all students who are wandering around the school!"

McGonagall's patronus nodded slightly when he heard it.

It turned into a puff of white smoke and dissipated.

"Sir, are we going to catch the dark wizard now?"

Tonks' eyes flickered.

She asked cautiously.

"It's useless to go. He may possess anyone. We can't tell at all, so we must..."

Moody shook his head solemnly.

Before he finished speaking, he waved his wand.

"Here comes Phileus Flitwick! "

Bang!

As soon as the spell came out.

There was a muffled sound outside the cafeteria door.

Then.

An angry voice sounded.

"Alastor! If you cast another flying spell on me, I will curse you!"

Professor Flitwick walked in angrily.

He held a small bottle in his left hand.

He walked in with his right hand covering his head.

Even if he covered it.

But you can still see a big bump on his forehead.

Moody ignored it.

Said seriously.

"Sorry, but there is no time now. We must immediately know where that guy is possessed at this time. The truth serum is flying! "

As soon as the spell fell.

The bottle of potion flew from Flitwick's hand to Moody.

As soon as he caught it.

He turned around and pointed his wand at Quirrell.

He was about to cast the resuscitation spell.

Snape raised his wand to block him.

"He is unconscious now. It takes two people to cast the spell together, and..."

He snatched the truth serum from Moody's hand.

"You want to feed it all to him? Drinking too much of this stuff can kill people. Have you forgotten what happened seven years ago?"

Faced with Snape's questioning.

Moody rarely spoke.

Just shrugged slightly.

No more entanglement.

The next moment, the two of them pointed their wands at Quirrell lying there.

"Resuscitate quickly!"

"Resuscitate quickly!"