Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 315 Peter Pettigrew's Key Confession
In the few meetings they had met in the past, Lord Goff had observed that Mad-Eye Moody had a special aura. When this strong man with a cane and a scarred face appeared, everyone who made eye contact with him would involuntarily hold their breath and keep silent.

Everyone who has been scanned by the "magic eye" will involuntarily recall every illegal thing they have ever done, even if those things are so small that they are dispensable; only those with a clear conscience dare to look into the eyes of this mad-eyed man for a long time.

Wherever Moody's wooden leg passed, there would always be silence for a long time, as if all the voices were suppressed by the dull "thump thump" sound of wood hitting the floor; even if people started talking again, they would subconsciously lower their voices and no longer talk loudly as before.

In short, this retired old Auror was a disaster for any gathering; for example, at this moment, when he walked into the Three Broomsticks, although the amiable Professor Dumbledore followed behind him, the originally noisy pub suddenly lost all sound.

When Moody approached Lin You, the magic eye suddenly spun around a few times, as if examining the authenticity of his identity, but soon returned to calm. Count Goff laughed inwardly; it seemed that this magic eye was not as magical as the legend said, at least it could not see through the disguise magic strengthened by divine power.

Lin You still used magic to disguise himself as an eleven-year-old on this trip. He didn't want too many people to know what had happened to him.

"Don't be so nervous, Uncle Ace? People can fake it, but you can't fake the Patronus Charm. Have you ever seen anyone with such a big, almost solid Patronus snake?"

"You can never be too cautious." Moody's voice was rough, and he had the advantage of speaking first to everyone. "Being cautious a hundred times without causing any trouble is not as good as being careless once and getting killed."

"Well, according to what you said, I should also be more cautious." Lin You raised his wand to Moody and asked half-jokingly and half-seriously, "You sent me a letter on the day I succeeded to the earldom three years ago. How many detection spells and forbidden curses were on the envelope? And when did I reply to you?"

Moody was stunned for a moment, and Dumbledore burst out laughing.

"Two detection spells, one on the envelope and one on the package. Only the package has forbidden curses, three in total, namely the festering potion, the knockout spell, and a fire spell for self-destruction." Moody was surprised but answered the question seriously. "You did it right, that's how it should be. No one can guarantee that what you saw is a real person, not a fake one made with Polyjuice Potion."

Now it wasn't just Dumbledore who shook his head and sighed. The wizards nearby who heard the conversation between the two were simply stunned: Are these experiences suitable to be taught to a child?
Madam Rosmerta was stunned for a long time before she remembered to greet the guests, but her request for a drink was rejected by Moody; Mad-Eye ignored the presence of the proprietress and directly picked up the small wine flask he carried with him to drink, without realizing that the other party had rolled her eyes.

Even Lin You couldn't help but complain in his heart: Even though he was so cautious, wasn't he still successfully ambushed by Barty Jr. and Peter Pettigrew in the original plot?

It's just that it's hard to say these words out loud, so only Earl Goff and the headmaster of Hogwarts raised their glasses in greeting, as if it was a tacit understanding.

"You said in the letter that you had important news to share. Can you tell me now?" Lin You stretched out his hand and knocked on the table. An invisible magic barrier isolated the three of them from the surroundings. The noisy sounds in the tavern suddenly became as small as mosquitoes and flies, close at hand yet far away.

"You see, being careful and thoughtful in doing things is what a smart boy does. Dumbledore, you have protected the students of Hogwarts so well." Moody said loudly, "When those students talk about teachers behind their backs, they don't know how to avoid the objects of their discussions."

Dumbledore said helplessly: "Those children in the school are students, not your Aurors. You are in school to take classes, not to train Aurors."

"They can't be students forever," Moody argued.

"Let's talk about the students' matters when we return to the castle. The focus now is on getting the confession from Peter." Dumbledore had to remind the other party to get back to the point.

"Ha, Peter, that disgusting bastard." Moody's face was full of anger and he took a big sip of wine. "I originally thought that he was caught by You-Know-Who by chance and gave out the Potters' address to save his life. Now I know that before betraying the Potters, he had been a spy for You-Know-Who for a year and sold out countless intelligence. Now that I think about it, the deaths of many people in the Order of the Phoenix may be related to him."

"Besides this, is there any other news? You wouldn't have come to me just for this." Lin You was unusually calm. "Of course, we got a name from Peter - Helbo." Moody said in a deep voice, "Have you heard of this name?"

Lin You said in a serious tone, "I've heard of the despicable Herpo, the first dark wizard with clear historical records."

"Do you know what he has done?" Moody asked again.

Lin You looked at Dumbledore, not sure if this was a question or a counter-question. "I know a little. He bred the world's first basilisk. The Slytherin Chamber of Secrets that caused a lot of controversy a few years ago actually contained a basilisk."

"Anything else? Do you know anything else?" Moody continued to ask; his undisguised eagerness made Lin You feel strange.

"Of course I know a lot more; the Forrest family's collection of books records in detail Herbo's 'achievements' in the dark arts." Lin You looked at the two people opposite him and said casually, "In addition to the basilisk, Herbo's most outstanding and most notorious magical research result is the Horcrux."

"Ha, I knew it; he knew it," Moody slammed the table and shouted at Dumbledore, "I said he must know it too, Albus."

Before Dumbledore spoke, Lin You pretended not to know. "What are you so excited about? Just because I know the history of the wizarding world? Did you ask me to come all the way here just to show some concern for my studies, Uncle Ace?"

"No, no, of course not." Moody could not hide his excitement. "I want to tell you that we may have found the secret of the You-Know-Who's immortality."

"Horcrux?" Having said that, Lin You no longer needed to play dumb.

"Yes, Horcruxes."

"Is there any concrete evidence?"

Moody was deflated. "Not yet; otherwise, we should report it to the Ministry of Magic and ask the Auror Office to search the entire wizarding world."

"Didn't they say there was a confession from Peter Pettigrew?"

"That's not enough." Moody shook his head and sighed, "That bastard only provided the name 'Herbo' and said that the You-Know-Who was collecting information about Herbo; 'Horcrux' was just a guess made by Dumbledore and I based on this clue."

"This conjecture can't be made out of thin air, right?" Lin You asked again.

"Of course not; two years ago, an object similar to a 'Horcrux' appeared, but we didn't think of it that way at the time."

Yes, the notebook that triggered the crisis in the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts.

(End of this chapter)