Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 941 Mad-Eye’s New Home

Kyle who walked out of the auditorium did not go anywhere else, but returned directly to his wooden house next to the Forbidden Forest.

After a night of fighting and not even an hour's rest, and running from early morning to dusk again due to various trivial matters, Kyle was already very sleepy.

After returning to the cabin, he lay on the bed and fell asleep without even changing his clothes.

But there are also people who don't want Kyle to sleep, such as those wizards who are good at sneaking into camps.

These people have different identities and professions. They were not seen in Hogwarts when they were fighting the Death Eaters. Now that the war is victorious, they have appeared one by one, walking in the castle and greeting them diligently. Those injured in the war asked for help.

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

But now everyone is gradually relaxing.

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

But most of them are blocked by the alchemical mist carved on the door.

But there are also those who have made it through.

They looked at the other people spinning around in circles, not to mention how happy they were.

But before he could wait for long, a pair of purple eyes lit up in the dark wooden house.

Then they turned around stupidly and joined the group that was spinning in circles, and were driven away together with the others by Hagrid who heard the noise.

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

When he walked out of the wooden house, the first thing he saw was Hagrid who was busy in the pumpkin patch.

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

There was another man chattering next to the pumpkin patch.

That was a very strange wizard, and it was easy to tell from Hagrid's impatient expression that he was not very popular.

But before Kyle could say anything, the other party noticed him first...or in other words, when that person was talking to Hagrid, he kept looking at another wooden house from the corner of his eye.

"Oh, isn't this Kyle?"

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

Somehow, Kyle suddenly thought of a former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor...Gilderoy Lockhart. He was the same, and he always seemed to have a standard smile with exposed teeth 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 doubts and said very familiarly:

"Chris and I are old friends. When Fudge told us about you, everyone envied him for finding an excellent minister to help him."

Kyle raised an eyebrow.

It is certain that the other party is from the Ministry of Magic, but it is not clear which department it is from.

But he was too fake. Kyle didn't think Chris would become friends with such a fake person.

"I…"

"oh!"

Kyle just opened his mouth, but before he had time to speak, he saw the man suddenly yelling and jumping up on the spot as if he had been stepped on by a three-headed dog.

His scream was so loud that even Hagrid in the distance raised his head and glanced this way.

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

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

A man ran backwards at a high speed and crashed into the pumpkin patch from mid-air.

"My mixed fertilizer!" Hagrid's trembling voice was filled with distress, "You bastard, I had a hard time finding Pomona to get the good stuff, but it's just a bucket, and you wasted it all!"

Hagrid bent over and was busy tidying up, but because the distance was a bit far away, Kyle couldn't see clearly what he was doing.

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

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

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

The voice is familiar.

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

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

Since he was from the Ministry of Magic, he must have known Alastor Moody, but in everyone's knowledge, 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 you see a dead person suddenly appear in front of you. Those who are less able to bear it may even faint on the spot.

It was just that his actions frightened Kyle again, and he was blown away by an instinctive spell.

But in a sense, he was lucky. Because he had just woken up, Kyle randomly selected the least lethal repel spell among the most familiar spells.

If he was less lucky, there might be several other more powerful spells waiting for him.

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

"No one said." Kyle shrugged, "But someone saw the dead leader of the wandering wizards, 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 were captured by the Ministry of Magic together 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 very 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.

"That's right." 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, and in order to betray the Death Eaters, he promised too many things to his men. 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 let them die together 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, 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 becoming irritated, "It's just that the material of this thing is too poor, and it always jams... Damn it, again Not moving anymore.”

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 the 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, I don't need you to come forward, as long as you tell me what happened during this period, the rest Everything is arranged by me.”

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

"I've been a hero a lot. It doesn't matter if I have one more or less. Besides, it will save me a lot of trouble."

"You mean, you won't come forward to clarify that you are not dead yet?"

"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'm a little out of my depth, so it's a good way to retire."

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

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

"I almost died several times," Moody said, his voice as calm as if he wasn't talking about himself.

"My wand is also broken." He took out another wand that was broken, revealing a section of the wand's core.

“I think it’s not a bad way to retire.”

"I still think you should think about it," Kyle said.

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

Before that, people from the Ministry of Magic had to go to him eight times a week on average. The things that needed to be dealt with included but were not limited to repairing trash cans, chimneys, pipes, street lights that were damaged by magic... and treating frightened Muggle neighbors. and modify their memories.

The suspicious Alastor Moody is a walking disaster, causing trouble wherever he lives.

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

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

Kyle didn't think Moody could change his suspicious personality.

Unknowing 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 even harder to explain.

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

"I'm doing it for your own good too." Kyle shrugged, "As long as you still have the habit of being suspicious, you can't hide this."

"I've thought about it, people like me shouldn't live in a quiet neighborhood, it's not suitable for me at all."

"That's true, so what about St. Catchpol Village?" Kyle said after thinking for a moment: "If you really want to retire in this way, just move here.

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

"I'm glad you're willing to accept my trouble, but I don't want to go."

"Why?" Kyle didn't understand.

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

Moody suddenly broke into a smile, and the scars were squeezed together on his face, which was a bit scary.

"Ah? Where is it?"

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

"Wait." Kyle interrupted, "I understand your thinking, but Lenis is dead, how are you going to go back."

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

"The existence of wandering wizards has been destabilizing the British wizarding world, and it is also one of the places with the largest number of dark magic items."

"I will pass on some news to you from time to time. As for how to do it, you don't have to worry about it. You don't need to help me...or don't hold me back."

"What if you're in danger?" Kyle asked.

"That must be because of something you did." Moody said matter-of-factly.

Kyle twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"The magic spell on your door is good." When he came outside, Moody turned his head and glanced at the wooden door. "It's just not lethal enough."

"This is Hogwarts." Kyle said helplessly.

But by this time, Moody had disappeared.

It wasn't Apparition. Hogwarts prohibited Apparition, but he just disappeared. Just like when he appeared before, Kyle didn't know what he had done.

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(End of chapter)