Chapter 941 Mad-Eye's New Home

Kyle did not go anywhere else after leaving the hall, but went directly back to his cabin next to the Forbidden Forest.

After a night of fighting, Kyle was already too sleepy to rest for an hour, and because of various trivial matters, he ran around from early morning to evening again.

After returning to the cabin, he didn't even change his clothes, and fell asleep on the bed.

However, there were people who didn't want Kyle to sleep, such as those wizards who were good at scheming.

These people had different identities and all kinds of professions. They were not seen when Hogwarts fought the Death Eaters before, but now that the war was won, they appeared one by one, walking in the castle, and attentively asked about the well-being of those injured in the war.

As the main force fighting Voldemort alone, Kyle naturally became their target, but Kyle had always had things to do before, and they couldn't find a chance to be alone.

But now everyone is gradually free.

So these people found the cabin with various unspeakable purposes, wanting to get familiar with Kyle as soon as possible.

However, most of them were blocked by the alchemical mist carved on the door.

But some got through.

They looked at the others who were spinning in place, and they were so happy.

But before they could be proud for long, a pair of purple eyes lit up in the dark wooden house.

Then they turned around woodenly and joined the team that was spinning in place, and were driven away by Hagrid who heard the noise with others.

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When Kyle woke up, it was almost noon the next day.

When he walked out of the wooden house, he saw Hagrid who was busy in the pumpkin field at first sight.

The Death Eaters had destroyed his pumpkin field before, and he had planted the new seeds last night.

There was another person next to the pumpkin field who was chattering about something.

It was a very strange wizard, and it was not difficult to see from Hagrid's impatient expression that he was not very popular.

But before Kyle had time to say anything, the other party discovered him first... or that person was talking to Hagrid, and his peripheral vision was always looking at another wooden house.

"Oh, isn't this Kyle?"

He walked over happily with a warm smile on his face.

Somehow, Kyle suddenly thought of a former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor... Gilderoy Lockhart, who was also like this, and seemed to always have a standard smile with teeth showing on his face.

But the difference is that Gilderoy Lockhart's smile looks more natural than the man in front of him.

"Look at you, don't you recognize me?" The man seemed to see Kyle's confusion and said very familiarly:

"Chris and I are old friends. Fudge talked about you to us a lot. Everyone envied him for finding an excellent minister to help him."

Kyle raised his eyebrows.

It can be confirmed that the other party is from the Ministry of Magic, but it is not clear which department he is from.

But he is too fake. Kyle doesn't think Chris will be friends with such a fake person.

"I..."

"Oh!"

Kyle just opened his mouth and didn't have time to speak, and saw that the man suddenly jumped up on the spot with a scream as if his foot was stepped on by a three-headed dog.

His shout was so loud that even Hagrid in the distance looked up.

Kyle was even more frightened by this sudden scene. The scene of facing Voldemort last night flashed in his mind involuntarily, and he instinctively took out his wand.

"Bang!" A muffled sound.

A person retreated backwards at a high speed and crashed into the pumpkin field from mid-air.

"My mixed fertilizer!" Hagrid's trembling voice was full of heartache, "You bastard, I finally asked Pomona for this good stuff, but it's just a bucket, and you wasted it all!"

Hagrid bent over and packed up in a hurry, but because the distance was a bit far, Kyle couldn't see what he was busy with.

However, from the few words just now, he could guess something.

"Sorry, sorry..." Kyle said in his heart, not knowing whether it was to Hagrid or to the strange wizard who was knocked out by him.

"Heh, useless idiot!" A cold snort came from behind, "The Ministry of Magic is full of such trash, no wonder half of the people were easily replaced by the Death Eaters."

The voice was familiar.

Kyle turned around and shouted in surprise, "Mad-Eye... you're still alive!"

Now, he finally knew why the man just now suddenly screamed.

Since he was from the Ministry of Magic, he must know Alastor Moody, but in everyone's cognition, this famous legendary Auror had already died, and he might even have attended the funeral at that time.

It's not surprising to be frightened when seeing a dead person suddenly appear in front of you, and those with a weaker psychological tolerance may faint on the spot.

It's just that his action scared Kyle again, so he was blasted away by an instinctive spell.

But in a sense, he was also lucky, because he had just woken up, so Kyle randomly chose the least lethal repulsive spell among the most familiar spells.

If he had worse luck, he might have been faced with a few more powerful spells.

"Long time no see, Kyle." Alastor Moody tapped his magic eye with his hand and asked, "Who told you I was dead?"

"No one said." Kyle shrugged, "But someone saw the dead wandering wizard leader, the person you pretended to be... What was his name, Lex?"

"It's Lenis." Moody corrected: "You don't even remember your opponent's name. Your current performance is so unprofessional."

"It's not important." Kyle waved his hand, "Anyway, I'm just an ordinary ancient rune professor, and I'm not an Auror. Why do I have to remember the names of all my opponents? Besides, he's already dead."

Kyle suddenly sighed, "When I first heard the news, I thought it was you, but when I didn't see it or find it, I guess it was probably you who was captured by the Ministry of Magic along with the dead Death Eaters. People took it away.”

"Of course that one is not me, but the real Lenis." Moody said calmly: "Lennis encouraged the wandering wizards to betray the Death Eaters and gave them a fatal blow behind their backs. It is reasonable for him to be retaliated against."

"Oh my God!"

At this time, Kyle suddenly felt the ground shake.

Hagrid ran quickly from the pumpkin patch with a wooden spoon, and he could smell the pungent smell from a distance.

"Is it Mad-Eye?"

"Merlin's beard, is this true? They all say you are dead!"

"Hello, Rubeus," said Moody, "of course it's true."

He did not hide his intentions, and in just a few words he convinced Hagrid that he had deliberately revealed the news of his death in order to carry out Dumbledore's secret mission.

"Don't tell anyone else." Moody warned: "My mission is not over yet."

"Don't worry." Hagrid patted his chest hard, "I'm very strict with my words, and I will never tell others."

Kyle hesitated to speak and looked at Hagrid, sighing slightly.

Hmm... Harry and the others should not be interested in the wandering wizard and Moody. If no one asks deliberately, Hagrid doesn't seem to be very good at revealing secrets... maybe.

After a brief greeting, Hagrid decided to cover Moody outside. He followed Kyle into the cabin and continued the topic that had not ended before.

"Did you kill Lenis?" Kyle asked.

"Yes." Moody said. "If anyone investigates carefully, they will find that Lenis has done a lot of things that are not consistent with common sense in recent times. In addition, in order to betray the Death Eaters, he promised too many things to his men. This Many of them were simply impossible to accomplish...so he was killed by Death Eaters."

"Really Death Eaters?"

"Really."

"What about the remaining wandering wizards?"

"Some are dead, but not too many." Moody sighed, "I originally wanted to try to kill them with the Death Eaters, but I overestimated Lenis's influence.

"And wandering wizards are fundamentally different from Death Eaters. They have no faith and are only loyal to Garen."

"Lennis could use false promises to lure them into betraying the Death Eaters, but he couldn't keep them crazy. After realizing the danger, they chose to escape as soon as possible."

"I only had time to send the Death Eaters' attack route out before the battle, and took advantage of the chaos to deal with some of the Death Eaters who wanted to sneak attack the castle from the direction of the Forbidden Forest."

"Isn't this enough?" Kyle looked at him.

Although wandering wizards are not high-end combatants, they are better than most of the Death Eaters who serve as cannon fodder. Those who can be grouped with them are more or less capable.

If these people were allowed to rush into the castle, there would definitely be more victims.

It can be said to be quite remarkable that Alastor Moody can achieve this level by himself.

"I just think I can do better." Moody clicked his magic eye again.

Only then did Kyle notice his actions and wondered: "Wait a minute, this thing wasn't put into the grave...Oh, you probably dug it out?"

"Of course not, this is another spare product that I tried to make myself." Moody explained, his tone gradually became irritated, "It's just that the material of this thing is too poor, and it always jams... Damn it, Not moving again."

Moody poked the magic eye until it squeaked.

Kyle took a closer look and realized that the blue eyes in Moody's sockets were not as agile as the previous magic eyes at all. They were dull and rigid, and looked like a piece of stone that had been polished into a round shape.

It seems that the problem with this thing is not only the material, but the craftsmanship of the maker is also a factor that cannot be ignored.

And Kyle didn't think Moody, an Auror known for his strength, could use alchemy.

Eighty percent of that thing was really ground out of stone by him...

"Don't worry about your magic eye for now." Kyle couldn't stand the creaking voice any longer, so he took the initiative to change the subject and asked, "What are you going to do next? I happen to know someone from the Daily Prophet. A private visit can be arranged for you.”

Kyle touched his chin, "How about the hero who hides in the darkness and walks alone, then you can reappear in front of everyone."

What Kyle didn't expect was that Moody rejected his proposal.

"No, I don't think it's necessary."

"I know you don't like people from the Daily Prophet, but if you go out like this, you will scare others, just like that person just now... Who is he?"

"Department of Magical Hazards, Director of the Emergency Office for Loss of Magic Power." Moody said, "I'm not familiar with him, I only know that he used to be Cornelius Fudge's man."

"Oh, okay." Kyle said nonchalantly, and then continued to look at Moody, "How about this, you don't have to show up, just tell me what happened during this period, and I will arrange the rest."

"You misunderstood, I think this is good." Moody looked through the window at the Hogwarts Castle in the distance.

"I have been a hero many times, one more or one less doesn't matter, and this can also save me a lot of trouble."

"You mean, you don't come out to clarify that you are not dead?"

"Yes." Moody nodded, "That's why I came to you. I think since Alastor Moody is dead, there is no need to do any resurrection tricks."

"And I am a little powerless, it's also good to retire in this way."

As he spoke, Moody turned up the collar of his robe, and he could clearly see a long scar near his neck.

Moody has many scars on his body, and that one is new and is still bleeding, but Moody closed his collar again as if he didn't feel anything.

"I almost died several times." Moody said, his voice so calm that it seemed he was not talking about himself.

"My wand is broken too." He took out another wand that was broken and revealed a piece of the wand core.

"I think it's not bad to retire in this way."

"I still think you should consider it." Kyle said.

It's not that he doesn't want Mad-Eye to retire, but because of his suspicious personality.

Before this, people from the Ministry of Magic had to visit him eight times a week on average, and the things they needed to deal with included but were not limited to repairing garbage cans, chimneys, pipes, street lights that were blown up by magic... treating frightened Muggle neighbors and modifying their memories.

Alastor Moody, who is suspicious by nature, is almost a walking disaster. Wherever he lives, he will bring trouble.

Although it was a little troublesome before, the Ministry of Magic has become accustomed to helping this legendary Auror solve some life troubles.

But what if this kind of trouble occurs again in the future?

Kyle doesn't think Moody can change his suspicious personality.

The uninformed Ministry of Magic staff came to the door, but unexpectedly saw Alastor Moody, who should have died long ago... Then things became much more troublesome and more difficult to explain.

"I know what you are thinking." Moody looked up at Kyle and said in a deep voice.

"I am doing this for your own good." Kyle shrugged, "As long as you are suspicious, this matter cannot be concealed."

"I have thought about it. People like me should not live in a quiet neighborhood. It is not suitable for me at all."

"That's right, then how about St. Catchpole Village." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "If you really want to retire in this way, just move here.

"Although there are Muggles in this village, they are all on the other side, and you can live with us."

"I am glad that you are willing to accept my trouble, but I don't want to go."

"Why?" Kyle didn't understand.

"Because I found a better place, it is simply a retirement paradise tailor-made for me."

Moody suddenly smiled with his mouth wide open, squeezing all the scars on his face together, a little scary.

"Ah? Where is it?"

"Cornwall, Wandering Wizards Wharf." Moody's eyes were blurred, "I found that I have fallen in love with that place, that familiar feeling, that should be my home after retirement."

"Wait." Kyle interrupted him, "I understand your idea, but Lannis is dead, how are you going to go back?"

"But there are more wandering wizards alive." Moody seemed to have made a decision, and he stood up and walked out the door.

"The existence of wandering wizards has always been undermining the stability of the British wizarding world, and it is also one of the places with the most dark magic items."

"I will pass on some news to you from time to time. As for how to do it, you don't need to worry about it, and you don't need to help me... or don't drag me down."

"What if you are in danger." Kyle asked.

"It must be because of what you did." Moody said as a matter of course.

Kyle pulled the corner of his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"The magic runes on your door are good. "Moody turned his head and looked at the wooden door when he got outside. "It's just not lethal enough."

"This is Hogwarts." Kyle said helplessly.

But at this time, Moody had disappeared.

It's not Apparition. Hogwarts prohibits Apparition, but he just disappeared, just like when he appeared before, Kyle didn't know what he did.

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