A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"So," said Ron hopefully, "you just grabbed something from the library and took it to fool them?"

Fred said with a stern face: "I'm disappointed, we are still very trustworthy. However, our knowledge of Black Lake is limited. If we go too far, we will be driven out by mermaids with forks, and their tame pets are not friendly enough. —"

"Grindillo." George saw Harry's suspicious eyes and mouthed.

"Kabbah, needlefish, ghost face grass... We don't dare to go too deep, fearing that we will be hung up and beaten by mermaids. But sooner or later, we will draw a map of the Black Lake, which is one of our plans to complete before graduation. ' said Fred confidently.

George looked at him weirdly. "When did we have this plan?"

"Just as we were talking. Would you like to join in?" Fred asked.

"It doesn't sound too bad," said George with a smile, looking at the stunned three people, "Harry, your father's guys have done everything, and it's not interesting to repeat it again, it's better to find another way... Anyway, we are six this year. Grades, there must be something left."

The twins left, and before leaving, George reminded them: "By the way, Harry, if you go to the school hospital at this time, there will be surprises waiting for you."

The three stared at their backs, lost in thought.

"We should have a map, even if it's incomplete." Ron said suddenly, "It will definitely save a lot of money."

"We can do it ourselves," Harry said without hesitation, it was still very early in February.

Hermione counted, "Except for us, including Cedric's group, plus Vagadu, half of the team already knows the information about the second project, and the other three schools may also-- "

"Maybe Durmstrang," said Ron sullenly.

Hermione's eyebrows stood up.

"Sorry, didn't make it clear—I mean, Karkaroff will definitely try to cheat," Ron said remediately. "I have confidence in him."

Harry couldn't help laughing.

"We'd better go to the school hospital and see the surprise George mentioned..." he suggested. When they came to the school hospital and turned the corner, they vaguely heard more than one familiar voice.

"Professor Hepp?"

"Sirius?" said Harry in surprise.

They quickened their pace and saw that the door to the intensive care unit was open, and Sirius was standing opposite it, leaning against a table, fiddling with his wand, his eyes staring fiercely in one direction.

From inside came Moody's gruff voice, "If you guys want to fight, you'd better go outside! I don't have a wand in my hand, and I'm missing an eye..."

"Your eyes are in the potion, Professor Moody, and you wake up complaining that it doesn't work," Felix said softly.

"I'm telling the truth! And my wooden legs, almost half an inch shorter, must have been the work of that scumbag!" Moody said irritably, which had something to do with Felix's treatment just now.

Felix sighed, the examination just now did not go well, because the patient always resisted subconsciously. So he couldn't resist trying the tricks he'd learned from the Dementors, which resulted in Moody looking rather frustrated after the treatment, and his way of showing 'frustrated' was indiscriminately hitting people.

Felix looked up at Harry, Ron, and Hermione, who were standing in the doorway, and waved to them.

They entered the house and were surprised to find that it was very lively. Opposite Sirius, Snape was wearing a black robe and stood beside him like a black blood-sucking plant, confronting Sirius with indifference, and each other's eyes were full of contempt.

Snape's hand was hidden in his sleeve, and Harry guessed from his standing that he was holding his wand.

This also solved a puzzle: Harry didn't think Sirius would conflict with Professor Hepp, and if he remembered correctly, in the third-year Hagrid's cabin, Sirius himself revealed that he was easily caught by the professor. Secret, though he seemed rather reluctant at the time.

In addition to these people, there were two other people in the room, one was Madam Pomfrey, and the other was Neville.

Neville was hunkering down in his chair as much as he could, which wasn't easy, because he was at least half a foot bigger than last year, matching Ron's high speed. As Harry walked over, he grimaced and said in a voice that was close to a whisper, "I just wanted to come over and deliver flowers, like yesterday... and then Professor Moody woke up, and then Madam Pomfrey called for Professor Hepp, After a while, Mr. Black suddenly appeared and said that there was something important to talk about, and halfway through, Professor Snape also came."

Very well, Harry thought, Neville had recreated the order of the people in the room so accurately that he could imagine the general flow of things.

He looked around, Professor Hepp was wearing a rare white coat, was this imitating a Muggle doctor? Madam Pomfrey was standing not far from him, holding a standing board in her hand, jotting down quickly. Harry continued to look, and then his eyes seemed to be stung, and passed the very conspicuous large glass beside the hospital bed - Moody's magic eye was soaked in a blue liquid, and it seemed like a convulsion from time to time. Do one turn.

Ron clicked his tongue in disgust.

"Harry." Sirius came over and gave him a firm hug. Whispered: "I got word from Hagrid that Moody's hurt now, so come and try-"

"What's the problem?" Harry whispered.

Sirius curled his lips in Snape's direction disdainfully, and Snape said slowly, as if he didn't see it, "I have the principal's authorization, if Mr. Alastor Moody wants to complete this year's Teaching work, then... out of concern for my colleague, while he is recovering, I will temporarily substitute a few classes."

Sirius immediately looked at Moody and said with a smile, "Alastor, I suggest you better hide for a while—"

He suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, touched the taboo of Mad-Eye Moody, and was about to experience a volcanic eruption of anger. He quickly stopped, but it was too late.

Harry swears he's never seen Moody's face so contorted, every blade on his face miraculously enlarged, shaking with disgust, and Moody growls loudly: "Ha! You thought I wouldn't dare to see it. People? After being toyed with like puppets by Voldemort and a Death Eater for months? What do you think I'll do? Hide like a coward and cry? I tell you, dream!"

Sirius turned pale as paper.

Moody's only intact eye stared round and stared at Sirius, and Harry even thought that Moody's eye was more terrifying than the fake eye in the bottle, even his empty eye socket and Compared with the anger that burst out, it was nothing.

He pointed to the empty bed next to him, "Do you know what the first thing Barty did when he woke up? Go to the Ministry of Magic and turn himself in! He's going to tell everything and atone for the mistakes he made!"

He pointed to his mutilated nose again, spitting stars and roaring: "I promised Dumbledore's things and I will do what I said, not only that, guess what?" He looked at the lost little boy. Sirius, said with a gloomy face: "I still want to spread the word about what happened to me, but there are not enough students..."

"I want to tell everyone that Voldemort is still alive, at least not dead!"

Dumbledore's heavy voice came from outside the door, "Alastor..."