Ch 671-675

If what Ivan said is true, then his move will undoubtedly become a joke!

But what makes him even more angry is that Moody's might be manipulated by others...

Fortunately, the anger did not affect Dumbledore's thinking, so he quickly found the doubt.

"Hals, I remember that you and Alastor together exposed Batty's mistakes more than two months ago, and it was from this that we learned about the escape of Batty...

If, according to your guess, Barty Young controlled Aristo through the Imperius Curse, why did he take the initiative to expose this matter? "Dumbledore asked questioningly.

"I haven't figured this out yet, Professor." Ivan shrugged helplessly. It was precisely because of Moody's actions last time that he could not be sure of the other party's suspicion.

"Could it be that Professor Moody wanted to gain your trust by this?" Hermione tried to analyze.

Ivan rolled his eyes. Before Crouch was found, no one but himself knew that it was Barty Jr. secretly.

The other party is not a lunatic. If you want to gain your own trust, you can use another method. There is no need to expose Crouch at the risk of identity exposure.

However, beyond Ivan's expectation, Dumbledore nodded, confirming Hermione's conjecture. "It's possible..."

Ivan looked at the old professor in surprise, and then listened to him to add.

"During the summer vacation last year, I received a message that someone broke into the courtyard of Alastor. According to the testimony of nearby residents, there should have been a small explosion..."

While talking, Dumbledore rummaged through the drawer to find a letter and turned it over and handed it to the two of them.

Ivan leaned forward and took a look. The signature on the envelope was Arthur Weasley, and the contents were the same as Dumbledore said.

The night before Moody's departure for Hogwarts, someone heard a loud explosion from his house. Because it was in Muggle territory, the wizards who forbid the abuse of the Magic Office quickly arrived. The person in charge of this matter is Arthur Weasley.

The end of the envelope also stated the results of the investigation. The wizards who went to the investigation agreed that it was because it was too dark that Moody mistakenly regarded a trash can as a dark wizard who intended to attack him, and duel with it caused the explosion. occur.

Looking at this report, Ivan was very speechless. He was very suspicious of Arthur Weasley's professionalism. He took a bunch of people to investigate, and finally came to such a nonsense conclusion that who would be okay with a trash Box for a duel?

"This is not the first time that something like this has happened..." Dumbledore said helplessly.

Since Moody's retired, various small accidents have not happened every other time, so when he received this news, he did not pay much attention to it, let alone Moody's words and deeds for the next half of the year. It is usually the same, and there is nothing suspicious about it.

"Then Professor, what should we do now? Shall we directly confront Professor Moody?" Hermione asked.

Dumbledore shook his head and said in a deep voice. "No, there are mistakes and omissions, I think I should try it out first... It's a good opportunity tonight!"

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After discussing the specific details, Ivan left the principal's office with Hermione, thinking about what to do tonight.

Along the way, Hermione hesitated to speak and stopped, looking worried.

The two returned to Gryffindor's lounge in silence and opened the door. The lively and cheerful atmosphere inside almost made Ivan wonder if he had entered another world. Many people greeted him enthusiastically.

It wasn't until I saw the victory flag hanging on the wall that Ivan remembered that he had just won the second game this morning.

But when I was distressed, of course Ivan didn't have the intention to celebrate. He fooled a few words at random, then went back to the bedroom tiredly, set an alarm clock for himself, and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, in a daze, Ivan was awakened by a harsh alarm, and when he sat up from the bed and turned off the alarm, it was already a little closer.

Quietly in the dark bedroom, he set up a sound-blocking magic on the mosquito net, so that even if it was noisy inside, it would not disturb the sleeping Harry and others.

Ivan carefully took out the live spot map and put his wand on it.

"I solemnly swear that I did nothing good!"

As Ivan whispered the export order, delicate ink lines gradually emerged from the blank parchment, connecting each other to form a plan.

With the spilt moonlight by the window, Ivan probed Moody's movement, and finally found that he was staying in the staff lounge honestly.

Haven't started action yet? Or is it over?

Ivan was a little confused. According to the house elves, Moody would go to the kitchen every two or three days in the middle of the night, asking the elves to prepare him a supper, and Moody did not visit there in the past two days, so The possibility of action today is great.

Just as Ivan doubted whether Moody was planning to go out tonight, the name on the map of Huodian suddenly began to move.

Ivan was startled, staring at Moody's name, watching him all the way downstairs, passing the hall, and then into the kitchen.

Ivan no longer delayed, got up directly from the bed, blessed himself with a phantom spell, ran out of the bedroom, and chased him all the way.

When he walked downstairs and crossed a corridor~www.mtlnovel.com~Moody had just walked out of the kitchen.

Because I was too afraid of Moody's magic eyes, Ivan did not dare to get too close, only dared to hang far away, at least a little relieved between two corridors.

And Moody didn't seem to notice that he was being followed, and the name on the map of the point of life still moved slowly and regularly. After leaving the kitchen, Moody walked straight to the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and stayed there. For a while.

In about ten seconds, the "Alastor Moody" in the map of Huodian disappeared directly into this office...

"Sure enough!" Ivan muttered to himself as he watched this scene in astonishment, which confirmed his previous guess.

There must be a secret space in Moody's office that isolates the inside and outside, just like the box where Barty Crouch Jr. held Moody in the original time and space.

If you draw the isolation magic text on the box, it is not impossible to shield the exploration of the live point map.

Ivan hadn't forgotten that his isolation magic text still consulted Tom Riddle for advice, which shows that there is no technical problem with the other party.

Holding the wand, Ivan crossed a corridor to the front of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class office, hesitating whether to go directly in to catch people or stay at the door and wait for Moody to come out before launching an attack.

Ivan's own strength is outstanding. He believes that Moody and Batty are not his opponents, but he will not be blind. Choosing the latter is obviously safer.

However, what he didn't expect was that Moody, who entered the office, seemed to be lying inside, meaning that he had not seen it.

Ivan waited in place for more than ten minutes, but his little patience was gradually exhausted in the cold wind.

As a last resort, Ivan turned his gaze to the spot map again, this time not to see if Moody had come out, but to try to find the locations of Dumbledore and Hermione.

According to the previous agreement, they should have already arrived.

But to Ivan's surprise, the names of Dumbledore and Hermione also magically disappeared on this live spot map.

Ivan's brows frowned. This situation was completely beyond his expectation. In the past four years, he has solved a lot of trouble by relying on the map of the live point, but today it completely failed...

"Aren't they going in early?" Ivan muttered to himself, he somewhat suspected that Dumbledore had taken Hermione to arrest someone.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Ivan, who was blowing a cold wind outside the door, finally made up his mind and went to Moody's office to take a look!

"Protegos~ (armor body protection Ivan first cautiously blessed himself with an iron armor curse, and then pointed to the door lock to release another.

"Alohora~ (Alaho Cave opens

With a slight noise, the door of the locked office was opened.

Ivan opened the door gently and walked in. It was dark inside, and he couldn't see his fingers. It wasn't until he cast a spell to light the fireplace on the side, and the orange fire illuminates the surroundings.

The interior layout is the same as when he came last time, it is still so messy, many documents and weird magic items are piled on the wooden table so randomly.

In the mirror directly opposite, several figures were also vaguely photographed, which looked very strange.

Ivan took a few steps forward to take a closer look, but the monster skull hanging on the wall next to it made a buzzing sound.

"Diffindo~ (torn apart

Almost instantly, Ivan hit a curse backhand, blasting the monster's skull to pieces.

Looking at the debris on the ground, Ivan was not happy at all. He didn't know how this magic prop was used for alert, whether it was a sound or something else, and whether Moody understood that he had come in.

"Forget it, I have to match it anyway..." Ivan sighed and didn't struggle with this for too long. He had known that Moody had installed a security device in his office, and he didn't expect to be able to hide it. The opponent is nothing more than a head-on fight.

Thinking about it this way, Ivan was no longer as cautious as before, and his eyes were placed directly on the seven large boxes piled in the corner.

He strode over, blasted the lock on the box with a spell, kicked the first box to the ground, and a pile of spell books and a few broken sight glasses fell on the ground.

Then, the first six boxes were opened by Ivan one by one, containing all kinds of sundries, as well as a few conspicuous black magic items.

Ivan's movements also became more cautious, but the speed was not slow at all, and soon opened the last box.

What disappointed him was that there was no secret tunnel as he had imagined in it, and a few stacks of newspapers and a pile of student homework were randomly placed in the box.

"That's weird, where would it be?" Ivan touched his chin, muttered to himself in a low voice, glanced around and looked at every part of the office.

Since Moody's disappeared out of thin air in this office, there must be another enclosed space.

Could it be that there is a passage in the fireplace? Or could it be said that Moody left here through Floo Fan Teleportation?

Ivan glanced at it and thought it was impossible.

Make a hole behind the wall?

It's also difficult... This is Hogwarts, and the entire castle is blessed with magic. It is not so easy to transform it.

Ivan's gaze wandered in the office, passing the mirror and small cabinet, and suddenly saw the mahogany table in the center of the office, and then his gaze froze.

Because this wooden table is very strange, it looks square and has no legs underneath it, to some extent it is no different from a large box.

The most important thing is that he has been to the offices of several professors and has never seen this style of desk. It is likely that Moody's brought it himself.

Ivan walked to the mahogany table and tapped gently on the table. A crisp sound was transmitted from the contact point. The corners of Ivan's mouth were slightly raised, which proved that the table was completely empty.

It would destroy the magic of the extended space inside, causing Moody's death. Ivan did not dare to blow up the table with a curse violently, but carefully studied the way to open the wooden table.

This is not a difficult task for Ivan, who is close to level 7 in alchemy. It took less than half a minute for Ivan to find the activation mechanism-a sensor with a golden antenna on the corner of the table.

After some fiddling, the golden antenna shrank, the wooden table vibrated slowly, and a gap broke open on the left and right, and the front baffle quickly sank underneath, and an open channel appeared in Ivan. In front of.

This passage is like a door, inside is a dark and narrow corridor.

At the moment of opening, a strong smell came out.

Ivan subconsciously covered his nose, stepped back, almost thinking it was some special dark magic, and then remembered that when he entered Moody's office for the first time, he seemed to smell almost a strange smell.

There should be no need for Moody and Barty to commit suicide...

Wanting to understand this, Ivan released the hand covering his nose and smelled it carefully. It vaguely felt like a mixture of feces, rotting food, and fermentation.

Thinking of the food that Moody's brings in every day and the poor ventilation of this wooden box~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ivan probably understands how this smell accumulates.

I have to say that in order to successfully hide the map of the survival point, Barty Crouch Jr. is really cruel to himself!

Ivan sneered, blessed him with a bubble head curse to avoid smelling those unpleasant smells, and then followed the stairs of the passage all the way down.

The torches on both sides ignited one by one, illuminating the road ahead.

What surprised Ivan was that there were a large number of daily prophets posted on the four walls. At first glance, the conspicuous front-page headlines were all familiar faces, and they were all news related to him and Harry. Report!

Ivan was too late to look, and his gaze froze in the room at the end of the passage-Moody, whom he had been looking for, was standing there at the moment, looking at a huge speculum with his back facing him, motionless, as if he hadn't moved yet. Notice that someone came in.

But when I got closer, Ivan saw that what appeared in the looking glass was the image in the office above, and it was obvious that Moody had spotted him when he first came in.

Hearing this, Ivan squeezed his wand tightly and speeded up his pace, just like chatting in the usual way, and said in greeting.

"Good evening, Professor Moody..."

Only then did Moody's stiff body move, he slowly turned his head, and looked at Ivan with that strange magic eye, his tone was very calm. "Halse, what are you doing in my office in the middle of the night?"

"Does that still need to be said? Of course I came to you..." Ivan said casually, his eyes constantly scanning around, he was looking for the young Barty Crouch who might be hidden in the dark.

However, the neighborhood is very dim, and the light from the candlelight is very limited. Ivan can only vaguely see a bed on the corner and a large cabinet on the right side. There may be people in these two places.

"Aren't you going to explain? Professor?" Ivan looked around, and finally turned his gaze to Moody's body and asked.

Ivan was not in a hurry to do it. He had been in the office for a few minutes just now, and this period was enough time for the other party to make some preparations.

Moreover, Mo Diming knew he was going to come in and stood here so bluntly, obviously trying to lure him into attack.

"There is nothing to explain, Hals... It is indeed beyond my expectation that you can find this place today, but it just so happens that I was still thinking about how to bring you here..." Moody said slowly. At the same time, the scarred face looked extra hideous under the light of the fire.

Ivan's pupils shrank slightly, and before he thought about the meaning of this passage, a warning sign appeared in his heart, and the door of the right cabinet suddenly exploded.

"AvadaKedavra~ (Avada Kedavra

The hoarse and sharp voice echoed in the enclosed space, and a dazzling green light flashed in mid-air.

Ivan instantly used the ability of Longhua, dodged in a sharp roll, and a hole was blown out in the wall behind.

The moment Barty started, Moody also raised his cane, but before he could brew the magic, he was interrupted by an inexplicable coercion.

Even Barty Crouch Jr. on one side was also affected, and his movements were half a beat slow.

Ivan didn't know why, but he wouldn't miss this rare opportunity. He immediately waved his wand and pointed at the sight glass behind Moody's. Under the action of the flying curse, the huge sight glass flew over and hit Moody's body directly. He staggered.

Ivan won the power and didn't forgive, hitting the second curse at almost the same moment.

"Petrificus~ (all petrochemicals

Considering that Moody was only under control, not the real enemy, Ivan did not directly attack him, but used relatively mild spells to subdue him.

A brilliant beam of light flashed in the air, and Moody pulled the sight glass to block it, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he noticed that the effect of petrification was continuously spreading along the edge of the mirror. Moody's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly kicked the sight glass aside.

Little Batty has adapted to the inexplicable coercion this time, a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at Ivan stubbornly, surrounded by Moody's horns, the two alternately cooperated to cast spells. The exhausting spell beams speeded and intertwined in the dimly lit room.

Yifan relied on the protection of the protective ring and dragon scales to deal with the two, and he knew very well that the two-on-one battle was extremely detrimental to him, and he had to contain one and deal with the order first.

Fortunately, this happens to be what he is best at!

"ExpectoPatronum~ (Hushen guard Ivan's wand was lightly tapped, and wisps of white mist quickly emerged from the top of the wand, condensing into a proud unicorn in less than a second.

Accompanied by a crisp neigh, the shadow of the unicorn rushed towards Little Batty under the mist.

"Reducto~ (Bone to pieces)!" Although Barty Crouch Jr. didn't understand why Ivan was casting the patron saint curse here, he wouldn't sit and watch the opponent's patron saint approaching, raised his hand and cast a spell.

However, to his expectation, the curse beam passed directly through the body of the Unicorn Shadow, bringing wisps of white mist.

Is this really just a patron saint?

Seeing that his curse had no effect, Little Batty's heart was a little doubtful, and he wondered if the other party was fooling himself, so as to distract him.

Thinking about it this way, the vain unicorn had already approached in front of him, at an astonishing speed, and stepped down with his hooves high.

The distracted young Barty Crouch couldn't dodge at all, reluctantly blessed himself with a protective spell, and was kicked out by a pair of hooves.

On the other side, Ivan has a dual purpose. While manipulating the shadow of the unicorn, he set out to deal with Moody. Several rings on his fingers were lit up, and the plural spells were like intertwined artillery fire, not at all. Give Moody a chance to breathe.

But the old Auror's skills were unexpectedly flexible. Under the effect of the Transfiguration Curse, his wooden prosthetic legs were sharper than the real ones. After a few rolls, he escaped Ivan's continuous casting and kicked down again. A cabinet served as a shelter, blocking a sleeping spell.

Those round and round magic eyes kept spinning, watching every movement of Ivan in his eyes, and then guessing the spell Ivan was going to use in advance through the gestures of casting spells, and finding a way to deal with it.

Ivan, who had been unable to attack for a long time, finally no longer kept his hand. Under the wave of his wand, an invisible blade of magic power flew past and cut the heavy cabinet into two directly.

Moody's hiding behind only felt his hairs stand up. He struggled to support it, and rolled sideways, and dodged dangerously and dangerously, but the wooden prosthetic leg was still wiped and broke into two immediately.

Moody didn't care to stand up, so he launched a counterattack. The cabinet that had been cut in half quickly deformed, turned into two weird cheetahs, and ran towards Ivan.

Ivan smiled. It was the first time he met someone who was competing with him for transformation magic. He raised his hand at random and the two dashing cheetahs quickly swelled up~www.mtlnovel.com~ and finally violently. Explode.

A large amount of broken wood fell to the ground from mid-air, then floated up under the guidance of Ivan, and smashed towards Moody with howling.

"Impediment (huge obstacles)!" Moody's legs and feet were inconvenient to dodge, so he had to release an obstacle curse in an attempt to resist Ivan's magic.

A large number of broken pieces of wood hit the magic barrier and quickly broke it.

"Expelliarmus~ (except your weapon Ivan raised his hand to cast the spell again, and a crimson beam hit Moody's body and blasted him out.

Moody flew horizontally and hit the wall behind, and the wand in his hand also dropped out and fell to the side.

"Just stay here, take a good look...Professor!" Ivan waved his wand and stunned Moody with a coma spell, jokingly said.

There is no counter-curse for the Imperius Curse. It is very troublesome to get Moody back to normal, so it is better to stun him...

After cooking Moody, Ivan stepped forward and picked up the magic wand on the ground, then turned around and prepared to deal with Barty Crouch Jr.

In these few minutes, Barty Crouch Jr. also found a way to deal with the shadow of the unicorn.

After being poked a blood hole in his arm, he finally seized the opportunity to take advantage of the moment when the shadow of the unicorn materialized, using powerful black magic to smash this difficult guardian **** into a mist.

The two vacated their hands almost at the same time, and their eyes quickly met each other.

Ivan was no different from when he first came in. Before his momentum was even better, pieces of dragon scales climbed up on his neck, covering a third of his face.

In contrast, Barty Crouch Jr. is much more miserable, with a sunken face, a haggard face, and thick blood stains on clothes that have not been washed for a long time.

"It seems that your master doesn't trust you that much." Ivan said with a sneer.

From the reaction of Barty Crouch Jr. to the Shadow of the Unicorn just now, Ivan can see that he has no knowledge of his own blood magic.

This shows that Voldemort did not reveal the details of his fight a few years ago to this loyal servant.

"Oh, yes, he certainly wouldn't say that he had been beaten and fled by a first-year little wizard..." Ivan suddenly thought of this and said sarcastically.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s face suddenly became gloomy, he didn't even pay attention to Ivan's "nonsense", his expression looked a little crazy, and he muttered to himself.

"Don't struggle, no one can stop the Dark Lord's plan..."

"No one!" Barty Crouch Jr. laughed madly, staring at Ivan with bloodshot eyes, and waved his wand vigorously.

"Reducto~ (Bone to pieces)!"

The weird curse beam flew past.

Ivan frowned, raised his wand lightly, and the wooden chair beside him flew horizontally, hitting the beam directly.

As soon as the two touched, the wooden chair exploded in an instant.

"~ (flaming flames! Ivan's wand pointed again, and a large amount of broken wood burned, and flew towards Little Barty howling.

Unexpectedly, Barty Crouch Jr. did not dodge, but carried it abruptly.

The hot pieces of wood hit the body and plunged into the meat, but Little Batty ignored it, and even laughed more enthusiastically.

"Come on, Ivan Hals, die here with me... Use blood and fire to commemorate the master's rebirth!"

Barty Crouch Jr. yelled and raised his blood-stained left hand, his eyes were crimson and he cut off his **** with black magic.

The extreme pain and hatred were quickly transformed into power under the action of black magic, and the wand reached the direction where Ivan and Moody were, and shouted madly.

"Confringo~ (Thunderbolt explosion)!"

Little Batty yelled hysterically, the orange-red fire light lit up at the top of the wand, and then the hot fireball spewed out, rapidly expanding in mid-air, and soon grew to the size of three meters, the billowing heat waves overwhelming the sky. .

"Crazy!" Ivan, who witnessed this scene, had a numb scalp and could not help cursing.

Of course he can see that Barty Crouch Jr. is using self-mutilation to increase the power of black magic, but this space is only the size of a classroom, and using a large-scale blasting spell here is tantamount to self-destruction!

But now is obviously not the time to consider this, Ivan is casting one after another protective magic at the fastest speed in his life.

"Protegos~ (Armor Bodyguard

"Impedimento~ (There are many obstacles

"The wooden bed is coming!" After Ivan cast several protection spells in succession, he waved his wand and pointed at the big bed as the last protection.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s crazy laughter reverberated all around. The huge fireball had swelled to the size of four meters, but the power of hatred and pain was beyond ordinary, far beyond his control, so it was not unexpected. , The fireball exploded when it flew halfway.

The hot flames and violent shock waves spread in all directions.

The protective spells elaborately laid by Ivan quickly cracked, and then crashed into pieces. As the caster, Barty Crouch was blown away by the heat wave the first time.

The deafening explosion sounded, endless light and heat poured into this small space,

It took more than half a minute before the explosion gradually subsided.

Only the tyrannical flames still swallowed all the combustibles in the room like tarsus maggots, and the wooden table standing in front was roasted into black coke.

Fortunately, multiple protections greatly weakened the power of this blasting spell, and with the protection of dragon scales, Ivan who was hiding behind did not suffer any harm.

However, the rapid increase in temperature and the lack of oxygen still caused great trouble for Ivan. Had it not been for the magic of the Bubble Head Curse, he would have passed out of a coma due to lack of oxygen.

"Oh, Professor Moody!"

Ivan's face changed abruptly. Only then did I remember that Moody was still here. The magic of Barty Crouch Jr. was too amazing just now, and he just forgotten Moody for strengthening his protection.

Ivan hurriedly turned his head to look for Moody, and unexpectedly saw a golden barrier erected on the corner of the wall, and two human figures could be vaguely seen standing inside.

The next moment, the golden barrier disintegrated, and Dumbledore, wearing a purple robe, appeared in front of Ivan.

Hermione stood beside him, holding her breath hard, her face flushed.

And Moody fell to the ground unconsciously as before.

"Hermione? Professor Dumbledore?" Ivan looked at the two of them, and said in surprise.

"You did a great job~www.mtlnovel.com~Halse..." Dumbledore gently waved his wand, and flames from all sides floated to him, and they were all extinguished under the anti-curse.

"Professor, since you are here, why didn't you stop Barty Jr from casting spells just now?" Ivan looked at Dumbledore and said rather depressed.

"Please forgive me for the poor reaction speed of an old wizard, Hals, I have just arrived..." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and said apologetically.

Ivan rolled his eyes. He didn't believe that Dumbledore had just arrived. There was no such a coincidence.

He even suspected that the other party was standing on the side and peeking at him fighting Moody and Barty Little, but he remained on the sidelines without moving.

Thinking of this, Ivan couldn't help being a little angry, but before he could even say something, the surrounding space shook. He looked around in a panic and was shocked to see that the surrounding wooden walls were rapidly collapsing...

"The explosion just now destroyed the magic that expands this space. It seems we need to get out of here soon." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, his expression becoming solemn.

Professor, how do we leave here now? "Hermione asked anxiously, looking at the entrance, but the entire corridor had collapsed first, leaving only a deep darkness there.

Ivan closed his eyes and felt it, he wanted to try if he could teleport it out with Apparition.

Unfortunately, the answer is no!

This place still belongs to Hogwarts, more like an extended space like the House of Request, so the wizard's teleportation magic cannot be used here.

The only exception is the Tri-Finals Cup venue, where the space blockade was lifted to facilitate the access of the Auror and the transportation of construction materials.

This is also the reason why in the original time and space, the young Batty has already gained Harry's trust, but he didn't directly give him the door key, but waited for Harry to break through to win the championship.

Damn, Barty Crouch Jr. didn't really intend to die with him...

Ivan frowned and turned to look at Dumbledore, only to find that his face was calm.

Suddenly, a misty singing sound resounded in the confined space. The golden red Phoenix Fox flew out from nowhere, and a tattered humanoid creature was still dragging on his paws and flew towards them.

"Great, it's Fox!" Hermione exclaimed happily. She knew that this strange phoenix could perform teleportation magic in Hogwarts and take them out.

At the same time, the cracks in the surrounding space became more and more serious. Even the floor they were stepping on showed several deep cracks. Ivan vaguely felt that his body was being constantly squeezed and pulled by the space.

"Don't move, get ready!" Dumbledore said in a deep voice, grabbing Moody on the ground with strength that was not his age at all.

what to prepare? Ivan was very surprised, and then he saw Fox's body ignite a golden red flame, looking from a distance as if another hot ball of fire hit this way.

Accompanied by a loud song, the golden-red fireball exploded, and the sky full of flames occupied all of Ivan's vision and quickly extended to everyone.

Then there was a whirl of heaven and earth, and when Ivan came back to his senses again, he had already appeared in the principal's office.

At this time, it was late at night. I don't know when the rainstorm started outside the window, and the cold wind continued to blow in along the open window.

A few candles were lit on the desk in the center, which provided lighting along with the roaring fireplace.

After Phoenix Fox brought a few people here, he abandoned the scorched corpse under his claws, flew to the olive branch, and leisurely combed his feathers.

Under the blowing of the cold wind, Ivan's tense emotions slowly eased, but thinking that he still had some palpitations from the experience just now, he couldn't help but looked at Dumbledore and asked.

"Professor Dumbledore, what if we didn't escape in time just now?"

"It will be torn apart along with that piece of space!" Dumbledore said cautiously, "but when the space is completely broken, we will leave Hogwarts. If the timing is good enough, we will be completely torn apart by the body. Before, there will be an opportunity to use Apparition."

"If there is no Fox, that is your only life!"

Dumbledore explained to Ivan and helped Moody, who was in a coma, onto a chair. Hermione hurried up to help. She was worried that Dumbledore's bones would be crushed by Moody's weight. .

Listening to Dumbledore's words, Ivan was lost in thought, so it seemed that Barty Crouch Jr. deliberately used super-large-scale blasting magic in a confined space.

No matter whether this magic can kill you, that space will inevitably collapse. This is the real ultimate move!

If he entered there alone, Ivan would not dare to say that he would be able to seize the gleam of life in a situation that threatened his life and death.

Thinking about this, Ivan couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Of course, he was forced to this point mainly because he had miscalculated the determination of Little Batty. He didn't expect that the other party would choose to die with himself, so he retained a part of his strength when he did it.

After all, he needs to capture Moody and Barty alive as much as possible, and ask for information about Voldemort.

Coupled with the desire to try the newly acquired blood magic, Ivan spent most of the time only fighting with the power of the dragon, completely ignoring the transformation of snake eyes and Bogut.

Just as Ivan was thinking about it, Dumbledore put his elderberry wand against Moody's temple, pulling the white mist out of Moody's brain.

Dumbledore got closer, his eyes under his half-moon glasses were faintly blue, and he could clearly see some impurities in the white mist.

"It seems that your guess is correct. Hals, Voldemort modified Alastor's memory and applied the Imperius Curse to him!" Dumbledore's face rarely showed a little anger.

"Then Professor Moody will be fine, right?" Ivan hurriedly asked. Moody was controlled by the Imperius Curse for more than half a year. Ivan was worried that the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor would suffer brain damage due to this. What.

"Fortunately, in order to guarantee Alastor's autonomy to the greatest extent, Voldemort has done it very carefully, and should not leave any sequelae." Dumbledore explained as he gently waved his wand, pulling a cocoon. The impurities in the white mist peeled off.

It took more than ten minutes for Dumbledore to put the wisps of white mist back into Moody's brain.

Looking at this scene, Ivan was stunned in his heart. If Dumbledore had crooked thoughts, he could add some material to change Moody's memory unconsciously. This is also the horror of the master of Mindfulness.

"I have sorted out his memories of the last year~www.mtlnovel.com~ I think Alastor will be back to normal in a while...As for now, let's let him rest for a while." Dumbledore put down He was a little tired after he lost his wand.

Finding out the modified memories and restoring them is not an easy task, and if you are not paying attention, it may cause Moody's mental confusion when he wakes up.

After Moody's settled down, Dumbledore set his sights on the human-shaped scorched corpse on the ground.

Ivan also took a look at it. It can only be described as a mass of human-shaped barbecue. The chest cavity of the corpse was blown open, and it was **** and bloody, and it was steaming under the high temperature baking. It was disgusting. Can't eat.

He could only recognize Barty Crouch Jr. from his size and palm with two broken fingers.

Why bother...

Ivan sighed and shook his head.

Barty Crouch Jr. gave everything for Voldemort. He didn't say anything, and even wanted to die with him. However, according to Voldemort's temperament, it is impossible to feel sad for Barty's death, only his incompetence. And angry...