Hogwarts Homecoming

Karkaroff indeed doted on Viktor Krum. After Krum put his name into the Goblet of Fire and confirmed that there were no accidents, he directly put his arm around Krum's shoulders and left, completely ignoring him. Looking at the disappointed expressions of the students who came, Amosta believed that if the regulations of the competition required each school to provide a certain number of candidates, Karkaroff might come to the competition with only Krum.

For this time of monitoring, Amosta added some functions to the terminal's panoramic telescope, which not only allows you to see pictures, but also hear sounds.

However, in the office, neither Amosta nor Dumbledore, who had been scolded by Karkaroff, had any displeasure on their faces. Both of them looked calm and watched Durmstrang. Everyone completely disappeared from the surveillance screen.

"out of my expectation--"

Amosta stood up slowly, walked to the fireplace, took off the brass kettle from the shelf, and refilled the cup with hot water. He held the cup and stared through the gap in the curtains at the ghost ship walking towards the lake in the darkness. A kind of Durmstrang teacher and student,

"I thought Voldemort would contact his old servant and ask him to act on his behalf. After all, compared to the difficulty of sneaking into Hogwarts, it is easier for Karkaroff to do it——"

"You don't know Tom well enough, Amosta--"

Dumbledore said calmly,

"Unless he has to, I don't think he will take the risk of exposing his identity in front of his old believers before he recovers his magic power. Especially, after he was defeated by Harry, some of Professor Karkaroff's actions were very embarrassing in Tom's eyes. Maybe not loyal.”

Amosta nodded slightly. He watched Durmstrang's people return to the ship before looking back.

The moon emits turbid light behind layers of thick clouds. This obscure light cannot make the earth brighter, but instead contributes to the raging darkness and desolation.

Amosta focused his attention on the campus grounds. The Beauxbatons carriage was pitch dark, and all the lights had been extinguished.

At this time, there was suddenly a rustling movement in the foyer. There was no one around, but there were distinct footsteps on the stairs on the side of the foyer. The footsteps went from upstairs to the foyer, and finally stopped at Deng. In front of the age line drawn by Blido.

The person hiding in the dark seemed to be struggling and hesitating. She did not act rashly. For a moment, the only sound in the hall was the crackling sound of burning torches and the sharp, scary whistle of the wind.

This silence lasted for about ten minutes. Finally, the Invisible One made up her mind. She crossed the age line drawn by Dumbledore and let a few wisps of silvery mist escape from the floating silver coil.

One second, two seconds, three seconds--

Nothing happened, and the Hidden One let out a suppressed cheer.

The Hidden Man stood contentedly under the Goblet of Fire, clutching the parchment he was about to throw in tightly in his hands, grinning, already imagining what it would be like to become famous and have wealth.

But at this moment, a huge force suddenly came. Invisibly, it was as if a pair of big hands held her body, swung her up like a shot put, and threw the coil fiercely!

"oh!"

This Ravenclaw girl who wanted to take a special path lay in pain on the cold ground ten feet away from the coil, wailing in pain. Perhaps it was the reflection of the clean marble floor that made her realize that she might have been exposed. After the pain became unbearable, she struggled to get up from the ground and instinctively stroked her face, and then she touched a fluffy beard.

"oh!"

The Ravenclaw girl called out for the second time, and this time, the cry was more shameful. She covered her face, sobbed and ran upstairs, quickly disappearing from the screen.

"To be honest, Miss Fawcett's Disillusionment Curse still has a certain degree of strength——"

Amosta chuckled.

"I agree with you, Amosta—"

Dumbledore said in an amused tone,

"In Hogwarts, Ravenclaw students put the most energy into their studies, so their grades are generally better than those of the other three houses. This has always been the case. To be honest, I didn't expect anyone to be able to match up so quickly. Age-enhancing agent, Miss Fawcett may have prepared it early-"

Da da da--

At this moment, a rhythmic tapping sound on the floor interrupted Amosta and Dumbledore's conversation, drawing their attention back to the movement in the hall.

"Professor Moody?"

Amosta's eyelids trembled slightly. He looked at the person coming out of the darkness and raised his voice slightly, "What is he doing here at this time?"

"I guess Alastor is on patrol--"

Dumbledore also moved his silver eyebrows and said calmly,

"Alastor has been fighting evil all his life. His experience and sense of smell are no weaker than yours and mine. Obviously, he also realizes that if someone wants to do something, tonight is undoubtedly the most appropriate time--"

Things seemed to be just as Dumbledore said.

Professor Moody leaned on crutches and stayed outside the age line. His blue magic eye moved crazily in his sockets, as if he was observing whether there was anyone with ulterior motives lurking around. After a minute, he confirmed that the surroundings were safe and began to circle around. The Goblet of Fire rotated in a circle, his eyes fixed on the rough wall of the Goblet of Fire, as if like Karkaroff, he was confirming whether the Goblet of Fire had been tampered with.

After a while, Professor Moody stopped. He looked at the sleeping portrait on the wall for a while, then turned around and left the foyer, heading outside the castle.

"Are you going to patrol the grounds?"

Amosta took a sip of hot tea and shook his head slightly.

"He should buy himself some clothes. It's not that warm outside right now. If he gets sick, Defense Against the Dark Arts will have to rely on me to hold him up -"

Dumbledore smiled helplessly.

It has to be said that sometimes, the Slytherin mark on Amosta is very obvious. You should not expect him to be very tolerant towards people he doesn't like.

Dumbledore was about to make some excuses for Alastor's reckless behavior in the hall at the beginning of the school year, but suddenly, the very rhythmic sound of the cane tapping the floor sounded again, interrupting Dumbledore. What Lido has to say.

Moody, who had just left the castle for a few minutes, turned back. He did not go upstairs directly, but once again stayed outside the age line. After the magic eyes in his eye sockets swayed left and right for a few times, his eyes locked on the coil. On the central Goblet of Fire, the broken face that appears in the center of the panoramic telescope has a deep expression.

Benedict --

Amosta slowly placed the tea cup on the mantelpiece, looked directly at the light and shadow, his brows slightly raised, his purple eyes as deep as the abyss.

And Dumbledore on the sofa - his back quietly left the soft backrest of the sofa, his face expressionless, and the slightest chill in his blue eyes behind the half-moon mirror frame, as the heat radiated from the fireplace and the door crack squeezed into the room. Dumbledore's silver-white beard and hair swayed gently under the gentle breeze that combined with the coldness.

After standing silently for a while, Moody crossed the age line with a solemn expression and placed himself under the Goblet of Fire. He put his hand into his pocket, and when he took it out again, there was a folded note in his palm.

A pale curse light flashed, and the blue-white flames from the Goblet of Fire shook violently. Even the roughly carved cup itself shook violently, as if it was resisting something. However, in the end this resistance was suppressed, everything returned to calm, and the parchment in Professor Moody's hand disappeared in the strange flames just now.

Gulu, Gulu, Gulu--

Moody's action of uncorking the wine bottle he always carried was even a bit impatient. He took a few sips of wine, and his disordered breathing and the sudden pouring of liquid into his throat made him cough violently twice.

As if realizing the commotion he had caused, Professor Moody limped away on crutches. Instead of going upstairs, he quickly walked to the side of the hall, and his figure quickly disappeared into the shadows of the underground passage leading to Slater Wood. .

"Interesting--"

In the sky, the clouds are opening and the moon is bright.

Amosta held up the tea cup again, looked calmly at Dumbledore who also responded calmly, and repeated again,

"Interesting--"