Chapter 508 Alastor Moody’s Visit
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
When Su Er woke up, he smacked his lips with some reluctance.
He looked at Little Huihui and Hedwig, who were sleeping soundly with their owls in the cage, then lifted up the thin quilt and looked at the high-spirited Little Su'er, and sighed sadly.
Hermione ended up not staying here last night.
"If you bear with it any longer, you can do whatever you want in a few years."
"Brother, get up. Sister Granger is waiting for you downstairs." Angel finally grew up and became more sensible, so she didn't rush in and overwhelm her.
"I got it~" Suer replied, lifted the quilt and got up, cruelly separating it from its wife in the eyes of little Huihui.
……
Hermione spent the whole day reciting the information she found in the book 'Laws and Regulations Every Wizard Should Remember and Abide by' and the book 'How to Be a Qualified Law-Abiding Wizard' about how minor wizards should be treated appropriately. The legal provisions of the Act of Restraint regarding Harry's situation.
Although I don't know why Hermione keeps two books of laws and regulations at home...
But that didn't stop Soul from echoing Hermione's words when Hermione was filled with indignation.
Mr. and Mrs. Ellison were very interested in the legal provisions of the magical world that Hermione said. Oh no, to be precise, Mr. Ellison was more interested in the laws of the magical world.
I seem to have forgotten to mention that Mr. Ellison's company has to deal with more legal aspects.
In just one afternoon, Mr. Ellison picked out more than a dozen hidden loopholes and more than a dozen ways to circumvent the legal provisions promulgated by the Ministry of Magic.
From this point of view, the laws of the magical world are really full of loopholes.
During dinner, Mr. Ellison was answering a question - "When a wizard is accused of assaulting someone, a wand flashback spell examination can be used as evidence to prove innocence or authenticity at the examination site. If the flashback spell shows that the wizard did not use it, When you attack others with your wand, or when you use magic that appears on the spot...' make complaints.
In his view, this regulation is simply a blatant instigation of others to commit crimes.
The reason is simple---
"If this wizard uses someone else's wand, attacks someone else, and destroys the wand afterwards, he can get away with it as long as his mental quality passes the examination. This is completely unreasonable."
"Bear..." Just as Mr. Ellison complained, a green flame ignited from the fireplace.
Along with it, there was an old, rough voice.
"Well said, sir, but I must remind you that the flashback spell is not the only condition to confirm whether a wizard has committed a crime. Many dark wizards have taken advantage of this to try to escape guilt, but without exception, they were eventually sent to A Zikaban..."
"Professor Moody?" Thanks to Barty Crouch Jr.'s perfect imitation, Suhr immediately recognized whose voice it was.
Of course, this is the real Moody here.
"Don't call me professor, kid, I don't get any teaching opportunities." The owner of the gruff voice stepped out of the flames.
It's the familiar image, with a head of hair that is draped down to the shoulders, but you can see a lack of white hair, wearing a bloated wizard robe, a wine bottle hanging on his waist, a piece of flesh missing from his nose, and a penetrating wound on his face. Indispensable, of course, is the blue magic eye in the middle of the penetrating wound.
Oh, and that prosthetic leg doesn’t look very flexible.
"Think." The thick wooden crutch hit the floor with a muffled sound.
Mrs. Ellison covered her mouth, not surprised that a living person came out of the fireplace, but frightened by the image of the visitor.
To be honest, the image of Alastor Moody is indeed too scary and can be used to scare children.
"Sorry for scaring you, madam." Alastor's dark eyes looked at everyone in the living room, and the blue magic eye circled around and finally returned to its original position.
"Good evening, sir, I hope I haven't disturbed your dinner."
"Also, our first meeting." Moody's voice was still rough, but when he looked at Suer, he could hear a touch of softness in his voice.
"You may have seen me many times at that little thief's place, but this is indeed our first meeting, little Bones."
"Well, Miss Granger, you're here too, that's great."
"Excuse me, sir." Although Mr. Ellison was startled by Moody, he quickly calmed down, "May I ask why you came to our house?"
"How rude, I forgot to introduce myself." Moody nodded his chin towards Mr. Ellison, but his magic eyes kept looking at Suer. "I am Alastor Moody. I have retired." Yes, an old man of no great use."
"He was also the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts for the past year." Hermione added in a low voice, "Well, although it wasn't him who taught us Defense Against the Dark Arts, uh, he was also..."
Mr. Ellison was a little confused when he heard Hermione's explanation, but one thing he was sure of was that this scary-looking old man was a teacher from the castle.
So Mr. Ellison became a little more enthusiastic.
"Do you need some food? Mr. Moody, this... house elf at Hogwarts Castle is really good at craftsmanship."
"Thank you for the compliment~~" A soft voice came from the kitchen.
"No need." Moody glanced at the kitchen, then looked back, and shook his head. His tone was a little harsh, but the next second he realized that his tone was not appropriate, so he added,
"I'm here to pick up little Bones. Oh, and Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley and the others are already there. Time is a little tight, so it's not convenient to stay here longer."
"Can I ask, where are you taking Hermione and Soul?" Mrs. Ellison put down her hand and asked carefully.
"Where are Sister Granger going with her brother? The magical world? I want it too..." Angel raised her little hand, but was suppressed by Mrs. Ellison before she could finish her sentence.
"Sorry, ma'am." Alastor Moody shook his head, "Due to some special reasons, I can't tell you exactly where it is, but I can guarantee that the place you are going to is absolutely safe."
Special reason?Is it the Red Bold Loyalty Curse?Su Er didn't say anything and secretly guessed.
"I want to..." Angel struggled out and raised his little hand again, but was immediately suppressed.
"Mr. Dumbledore is there too?" Mrs. Ellison asked.
"Yes, he is here." Moody tapped his chin gently, "Don't worry, ma'am."
"Then will Soul and Hermione come back here in the next period of time?" Mrs. Ellison asked again.
"I think, for some safety reasons..." Professor Moody was a little embarrassed, but still answered truthfully, "I hope they can stay with us... until the semester starts."
ps: I just came back from the city after dinner, I will update it first, and I will update another one in the future.
He looked at Little Huihui and Hedwig, who were sleeping soundly with their owls in the cage, then lifted up the thin quilt and looked at the high-spirited Little Su'er, and sighed sadly.
Hermione ended up not staying here last night.
"If you bear with it any longer, you can do whatever you want in a few years."
"Brother, get up. Sister Granger is waiting for you downstairs." Angel finally grew up and became more sensible, so she didn't rush in and overwhelm her.
"I got it~" Suer replied, lifted the quilt and got up, cruelly separating it from its wife in the eyes of little Huihui.
……
Hermione spent the whole day reciting the information she found in the book 'Laws and Regulations Every Wizard Should Remember and Abide by' and the book 'How to Be a Qualified Law-Abiding Wizard' about how minor wizards should be treated appropriately. The legal provisions of the Act of Restraint regarding Harry's situation.
Although I don't know why Hermione keeps two books of laws and regulations at home...
But that didn't stop Soul from echoing Hermione's words when Hermione was filled with indignation.
Mr. and Mrs. Ellison were very interested in the legal provisions of the magical world that Hermione said. Oh no, to be precise, Mr. Ellison was more interested in the laws of the magical world.
I seem to have forgotten to mention that Mr. Ellison's company has to deal with more legal aspects.
In just one afternoon, Mr. Ellison picked out more than a dozen hidden loopholes and more than a dozen ways to circumvent the legal provisions promulgated by the Ministry of Magic.
From this point of view, the laws of the magical world are really full of loopholes.
During dinner, Mr. Ellison was answering a question - "When a wizard is accused of assaulting someone, a wand flashback spell examination can be used as evidence to prove innocence or authenticity at the examination site. If the flashback spell shows that the wizard did not use it, When you attack others with your wand, or when you use magic that appears on the spot...' make complaints.
In his view, this regulation is simply a blatant instigation of others to commit crimes.
The reason is simple---
"If this wizard uses someone else's wand, attacks someone else, and destroys the wand afterwards, he can get away with it as long as his mental quality passes the examination. This is completely unreasonable."
"Bear..." Just as Mr. Ellison complained, a green flame ignited from the fireplace.
Along with it, there was an old, rough voice.
"Well said, sir, but I must remind you that the flashback spell is not the only condition to confirm whether a wizard has committed a crime. Many dark wizards have taken advantage of this to try to escape guilt, but without exception, they were eventually sent to A Zikaban..."
"Professor Moody?" Thanks to Barty Crouch Jr.'s perfect imitation, Suhr immediately recognized whose voice it was.
Of course, this is the real Moody here.
"Don't call me professor, kid, I don't get any teaching opportunities." The owner of the gruff voice stepped out of the flames.
It's the familiar image, with a head of hair that is draped down to the shoulders, but you can see a lack of white hair, wearing a bloated wizard robe, a wine bottle hanging on his waist, a piece of flesh missing from his nose, and a penetrating wound on his face. Indispensable, of course, is the blue magic eye in the middle of the penetrating wound.
Oh, and that prosthetic leg doesn’t look very flexible.
"Think." The thick wooden crutch hit the floor with a muffled sound.
Mrs. Ellison covered her mouth, not surprised that a living person came out of the fireplace, but frightened by the image of the visitor.
To be honest, the image of Alastor Moody is indeed too scary and can be used to scare children.
"Sorry for scaring you, madam." Alastor's dark eyes looked at everyone in the living room, and the blue magic eye circled around and finally returned to its original position.
"Good evening, sir, I hope I haven't disturbed your dinner."
"Also, our first meeting." Moody's voice was still rough, but when he looked at Suer, he could hear a touch of softness in his voice.
"You may have seen me many times at that little thief's place, but this is indeed our first meeting, little Bones."
"Well, Miss Granger, you're here too, that's great."
"Excuse me, sir." Although Mr. Ellison was startled by Moody, he quickly calmed down, "May I ask why you came to our house?"
"How rude, I forgot to introduce myself." Moody nodded his chin towards Mr. Ellison, but his magic eyes kept looking at Suer. "I am Alastor Moody. I have retired." Yes, an old man of no great use."
"He was also the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts for the past year." Hermione added in a low voice, "Well, although it wasn't him who taught us Defense Against the Dark Arts, uh, he was also..."
Mr. Ellison was a little confused when he heard Hermione's explanation, but one thing he was sure of was that this scary-looking old man was a teacher from the castle.
So Mr. Ellison became a little more enthusiastic.
"Do you need some food? Mr. Moody, this... house elf at Hogwarts Castle is really good at craftsmanship."
"Thank you for the compliment~~" A soft voice came from the kitchen.
"No need." Moody glanced at the kitchen, then looked back, and shook his head. His tone was a little harsh, but the next second he realized that his tone was not appropriate, so he added,
"I'm here to pick up little Bones. Oh, and Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley and the others are already there. Time is a little tight, so it's not convenient to stay here longer."
"Can I ask, where are you taking Hermione and Soul?" Mrs. Ellison put down her hand and asked carefully.
"Where are Sister Granger going with her brother? The magical world? I want it too..." Angel raised her little hand, but was suppressed by Mrs. Ellison before she could finish her sentence.
"Sorry, ma'am." Alastor Moody shook his head, "Due to some special reasons, I can't tell you exactly where it is, but I can guarantee that the place you are going to is absolutely safe."
Special reason?Is it the Red Bold Loyalty Curse?Su Er didn't say anything and secretly guessed.
"I want to..." Angel struggled out and raised his little hand again, but was immediately suppressed.
"Mr. Dumbledore is there too?" Mrs. Ellison asked.
"Yes, he is here." Moody tapped his chin gently, "Don't worry, ma'am."
"Then will Soul and Hermione come back here in the next period of time?" Mrs. Ellison asked again.
"I think, for some safety reasons..." Professor Moody was a little embarrassed, but still answered truthfully, "I hope they can stay with us... until the semester starts."
ps: I just came back from the city after dinner, I will update it first, and I will update another one in the future.
