v2 Chapter 504： Mad eye trouble

The next morning, when Avon woke up, the dwelling was shrouded in a dull atmosphere at the end of the holiday.

The heavy rain still slammed the window, and they began to dress and put on the robes on the Hogwarts Express train.

Ivan, Harry, Ron, Fred, and George went downstairs for breakfast, and just walked to the corner of the second floor, and saw Mrs. Weasley suddenly appear under the stairs, a distracted look.

"Arthur!" she shouted upstairs. "Arthur! The Ministry of Magic has an urgent message!"

Mr. Weasley ran across them, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. His robes were worn back and forth.

As everyone walked into the kitchen, he saw Mr. Weasley looking for something in the drawer anxiously.

"I remember there was a quill here!" Mr. Weasley leaned toward the fire and was talking.

In front of him, Amos Digori's head hangs in the middle of the flame like a huge, bearded egg.

He was talking fast, the flame was flying around it, the flames licking its ears, but he was not obstructed.

"The Muggles who lived nearby heard the screams and shouts, and they shouted. You call them what they call, Jincha. Arthur, you have to go."

"Give you!" said Mrs. Weasley, out of breath.

She stuffed a piece of parchment, a bottle of ink and a crumpled feather pen into Mr. Weasley's hand.

"Fortunately, I heard about this!" Mr. Digori’s head continued. "I had to send two owls to send a letter and had to go to the office very early. I found that people who forbid the abuse of the magic office were dispatched. He has caused us a lot of trouble. Think about it, if Rita Skeeter takes a big fuss about this, Arthur"

"What did Madness say? What happened?" Mr. Weasley asked quickly.

He unscrewed the lid of the ink bottle and let the feather pen absorb enough ink to prepare for recording.

When they heard that they mentioned Moody, Evan, who was stuffing a piece of bread into his mouth, secretly focused.

He probably knew what was going on, Voldemort and the vampires acted, and they attacked Moody last night.

I don’t know if there is any problem with Crouch, but even if I don’t rescue Little Batty Crouch, Voldemort probably will do this after the stadium attack fails, let others pretend to be a new Dark Magic Defence class. Professor Moody's made a new conspiracy to bring Harry out of school.

With the strong help of the vampire, he will take action anyway, which is the key to his return.

In the flame, Mr. Digori's head turned.

"He said that he heard someone break into his yard. He walked quietly, but he was ambushed by his garbage can."

“What did the trash can do?” Mr. Weasley asked, recording the dragon and the phoenix.

"I made a terrible bang, and then the garbage was blown everywhere. I know that." Mr. Digori said, "Obviously, when Jincha arrived, there was a garbage bin that was still spraying garbage."

"What about the man who broke into the yard?" Mr. Weasley made a painful voice.

"Arthur, you know the mad eye," said Mr. Digori's head. "He has been trying to help us investigate the vampires and troubles everywhere. Think about it, someone will sneak into his yard in the middle of the night." Maybe it was a wild cat who had lost the outside and walked aimlessly there, with potato skins hanging on it. But if the person who forbids the abuse of the magic office catches the mad eye, he will be unlucky, think about it. His criminal record, if the crime is not big, and your department is responsible for handling it, let us let him go, what punishment will the garbage bin explode?"

"Probably warned." Mr. Weasley said that while he was still making records quickly, his brows were already wrinkled. "The mad eye doesn't use the wand? He didn't actually attack others?"

"I dare say that he jumped out of bed and looked out the window. Whatever he saw was what he saw!" Mr. Digori sighed and said, "But they are hard to prove because there are no casualties."

"Well, I am leaving." Mr. Weasley said, importing the recorded parchment and turning it out of the kitchen.

Mr. Digori turned his head and looked at Mrs. Weasley.

"I am really sorry, Molly!" he said, his tone was much calmer. "I have been bothering you so early, but only Arthur can excuse him from being mad, and he will be punished. Work, this is what he hoped for so many years. I really don't understand why he chose to stay last night."

"It doesn't matter, Amos," said Mrs. Weasley. "Do you want to eat a piece of bread and leave?"

"Oh, okay," said Mr. Digori.

Mrs. Weasley took a piece of buttered bread from the table, grabbed it with a tong, and handed it into Mr. Digori's mouth.

"Thank you." He said vaguely, then he only heard a bang, and he disappeared.

Immediately, Mr. Weasley returned to the kitchen with a briefcase and shouted goodbye to everyone. His clothes had not turned over.

"I have to hurry, I wish you all the best for this semester, children." Mr. Weasley said to Avon, Harry, Ron and the twins, while putting a bucket on his shoulders. Prepare for the Apparition.

"Arthur, wait a minute, you have to comb your hair, and change the robe and go," said Mrs. Weasley.

"Oh!" Mr. Weasley stopped and asked Mrs. Weasley to help him sort out, "Molly, are you okay to send the kids to King's Cross Station?"

"Of course no problem!" she said. "You go to take care of the Mad-Eye, we won't have anything to do."

As soon as Mr. Weasley disappeared, Hermione, Ginny, Bill, and Charlie walked into the kitchen.

“Is there a mad eye?” Bill asked. “What did he do?”

"He said that someone wanted to break into his house last night," said Mrs. Weasley.

"Mad-eyed Han Moody?" George said thoughtfully, putting a layer of orange sauce on his slice of bread, "that madman"

"Your father is very appreciative of the crazy eye Han Moody," said Mrs. Weasley.

"Yeah, Dad still collects the plug, right?" After Mrs. Weasley left the room, Fred whispered, "They are the same kind of people."

"Muddy was a great wizard at the time," Bill said.

"He is an old friend of Dumbledore," said Charlie.

"Dumbledore is not a normal person you said, right?" Fred said. "I mean, I know that he is a genius, great."

"Who can tell me, who is Mad-Eye?" Harry asked, he had not seen Moody.

"He is now retired and used to work in the Ministry of Magic," said Charlie. "I have seen him once. Dad took me with him when he worked with him. He is an Auror, the best one, specializing in the Dark Lord. Master."

“Yes!” Bill added. “Half of the cells in Azkaban are filled by him. But he also built himself a lot of enemies, mainly relatives of those who were caught by him. I listened. He said that after he was old, he became more and more suspicious, did not believe anything, and saw the black wizard when he went."

"Yeah, Dad talked to Sirius a few days ago!" Ron agreed. "The same is true of the head of the Auror, who is called Rufus Scrimgeour. It is suspicious, and everyone looks like a bad person. But Sirius is very high on him, saying that this is the advantage of Auror, don't trust others!"

"I don't know!" said Harry. "But I don't want Sirius to become like that in the future." (To be continued.)