Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 508
"Get out of the way, Blaine!"

Moody said in a low voice, his magic eye fixed on Amosta,
"I have to teach this despicable boy how to behave!"

Just like the surface of the lake ruffled by the breeze, Amosta narrowed his eyes slightly, not for Moody's rude words, but for his magic eye.Amosta is quite accomplished in alchemy. In his opinion, this special magic eye has a very precise array of magic patterns engraved inside it, which can continuously stir up magic power to detect the surrounding area and feed back the results to the user.

Perhaps the biggest feeling that ordinary wizards have about this is that this magic eye is quite scary, but for a wizard like Amosta, who is born with extremely powerful magic sensing ability, and his perception of magic can even be compared to vision, this is equivalent to having I held a magnifying glass to my face to observe him and tried to remove his clothes. You can imagine how uncomfortable it felt.

"Help, Professor Blaine!"

Draco popped his head out of Amosta's back.It can be seen that he was probably really frightened by Moody's fierce and unreasonable side. His face turned pale and there were tears in his eyes.
"This madman wants to kill me!"

call out!
Moody's tip of the stick suddenly spurted out a rope as thick as his thumb. After the flexible rope broke away from the tip of the stick, he contracted his body to gather strength, and then suddenly rushed forward and directly put it on Draco's neck, trying to get him out of the way. Amosta's back was pulled out.

And Amosta, who was turning his head to look at Draco, didn't even look back. He waved his wand with his backhand. Before the little wizards who poured out of the hall saw what happened, the rope conjured by Professor Moody had already become A wisp of black smoke was blown away by the wind.

"I'm sure you understand,"

Amosta turned to stare at Moody again, "This is no longer a joke, Professor Moody."

"Oh, are you going to protect this scumbag, Blaine?"

Instead of deterring Moody, Amosta's warning seemed to irritate him.Moody stepped over the threshold, walked to the top of the marble stairs, pointed his wand at Amosta and Draco and growled,
"I want to see how you are going to stop it."

Amosta finally darkened his face. He stood still and moved his wrist flexibly. Then, a red ball of light as big as a Quaffle with red electric light came out of the staff with a tail flame. The tip popped out and quickly flew to the sky above the marble stairs!

"Oh, the spell!"

Among the crowd watching the game inside the door, Angelina from the Gryffindor team immediately covered her mouth and let out a short cry.

Moody's magic eye suddenly trembled, and then, the red ball of light suspended in mid-air suddenly had ripples on its glorious surface, and then——
Moody suddenly waved his wand, and countless red lights like broken stars appeared in front of him, but this was not the end. The light ball fired one after another red curse light towards Moody, and these curse lights were undoubtedly different. Being blocked by Moody, however, does not mean that he can digest the impact of the curse well!

Bang, bang, bang!

The little wizard who was hiding in the foyer watching the battle watched helplessly. Moody kept waving his wand to block the red curse light that shot out one after another. However, he was still hit by the strong force and stepped back step by step. He was forcibly beaten by Professor Brain. Forced back into the foyer again!
"What are you doing?!"

A surprised voice suddenly came from the stairs on one side of the foyer. It was Professor McGonagall. She was holding a few books and looking at everything that was happening in surprise.

wow-
The light ball suspended in mid-air disappeared with a snap, and Moody held on to the towering door frame, breathing rapidly, his scarred face twitching one after another.

Professor McGonagall almost sprained her ankle when she rushed down the stairs. Fortunately, Colin's neck, who was holding the camera, helped her. After hastily apologizing to Colin, Professor McGonagall roughly pushed through the crowd and came. When she came to Moody's side, she first looked at Professor Moody's whole body, and after confirming that there were no missing parts on his body, she took a deep breath, her voice trembling with anger,

"Amosta, and Alastor, please tell me what the hell you are doing!"

"He wants to kill me!"

Draco was so clever that he immediately flashed out from behind Amosta, pointed at Moody and shouted

"It was this lunatic, Professor Brain, who fought back to protect me!"

"You're talking nonsense, Malfoy!" Ron yelled at the top of his lungs, "You were the one who attacked Harry first!"

"Shut up!"

Professor McGonagall's face was livid. She glanced at Amosta and Aratos, who were still looking at each other, gasped a few times, and then turned her gaze to Hermione.
"Okay, Miss Granger, you saw everything, right? You explain it!"

Ron quickly and covertly tapped Hermione's arm, and then he received an angry glare from Professor McGonagall!

With so many people witnessing the whole thing, it was impossible for Hermione to protect anyone, so she told the whole story.

"The first day of school has not even passed, and this happened!" Professor McGonagall said angrily.

"Twenty points from Slytherin, Malfoy, two days of confinement, and I will tell Severus to handle your punishment!"

Before Harry had time to be happy, he discovered that Professor McGonagall had turned her attention to him, and his heart immediately froze.

"Same to you, Potter!"

After Professor McGonagall announced his punishment, he looked at the growing number of students in the hall and said sternly,
"Everyone go to eat, don't stand here!"

No one dared to disobey the angry Professor McGonagall. The young wizards dispersed in a hurry, including Harry and Draco, who had received Amosta's signal and rushed into the auditorium in despair.

"Professor Moody!" There was finally no one in the hall. Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly and stared at Professor Moody who had come back to his senses. "About your behavior of attacking students with magic——"

"It's just a transformation technique. I think it will scare that despicable, dirty boy hard so that he can remember it for a long time--"

Professor Moody said nonchalantly.

"Transfiguration will not work either -" Professor McGonagall said feebly. "If we think that the student's behavior needs to be punished, we can deduct points and put him in solitary confinement, or report it to the dean of the school where the student is located. I think Dumbledore will definitely tell Let it pass you——"

"Maybe--"

Moody pulled out the flask from his waist, drank several sips, and groaned. Then he looked warily at Amosta, who was coming up the marble stairs, as if he still thought Amosta would raise his wand again. Give him a hard blow.

"And Amosta--"

Professor McGonagall frowned, as if she was thinking about how to accuse him, but after thinking about it for a while, she couldn't seem to find anything to accuse him of.
"Next time you should at least clarify the situation first and then act more gently. Amosta, Professor Moody is your colleague, not a dark wizard you need to deal with-"

"As to the latter point, I reserve my opinion——"

Amosta said lightly.

He didn't care how that boy Draco got into trouble with Harry and the others again. Anyway, they could always find reasons to create conflicts between each other, but there were some things that he had to point out.

"Maybe you still retain some of the habits from your career, Professor Moody, but I must point out that not everyone is happy to be peered into by others. Also, as the Director of the Student Safety Office at Hogwarts, I have The explanation you just gave for actively attacking Draco Malfoy is not very satisfactory. I think it is necessary for me to conduct an inspection of your daily teaching. If the content does not satisfy me, I will not rule out asking you to leave. Hogwarts possible.”

"You're scaring-"

Moody's face turned angry, and he instinctively wanted to fight back, but for some reason, facing Amosta Brain's expressionless face, he paused mid-sentence, and finally, he threw it away abruptly. After saying the word 'welcome', he turned around and left.

"Alastor was invited by Albus, Amosta, we must at least be friendly-"

When it came to the matter, Professor McGonagall obviously preferred Amosta, but she still said so.

"I've taken this into consideration, Professor McGonagall—"

Amosta spread his hands and said innocently.









(End of this chapter)