Hogwarts Homecoming

The expressionless Professor Moody frightened both Hermione and Cedric, and they realized that the place where they were chatting was actually at the door of Professor Moody's office. What was terrible was that basically all the little wizards knew about this. For a professor, a wall is not a barrier. He must have seen two people chatting by the corridor, and then he put his ear to the door and eavesdropped for a while.

"Professor, we-"

Cedric wanted to explain eagerly, but Professor Moody didn't give him a chance to speak. The scar on his cheek was twisted,

"Mr. Diggory, aren't you going to have dinner? Go ahead. I have something to talk to Miss Granger about-"

Even though he was reluctant, Cedric still couldn't resist the order of a professor. He turned back three times with each step and slowly disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

Hermione looked pale. She didn't know how Professor Moody would punish her. This was obvious cheating. It would be acceptable if she just revoked her warrior status, but she had to be expelled for this. Also, if Hagrid was involved Hermione knew very well how afraid Grid was of breaking the law.

"Come on, Miss Granger--"

Professor Moody waved to Hermione and turned back to his office.

Hermione had thought that Professor Moody would rebuke her severely and interrogate her immediately, just like he did with Aurors who would interrogate the dark wizards who had committed the most heinous crimes. However, nothing happened as she expected.

"So you've figured things out?"

Professor Moody's tone was very gentle, even a little happy that Hermione couldn't understand.

"me--"

Hermione stammered. She didn't know whether to tell everything immediately and seek leniency, or decide to fight. This experience was too little for her. She was shaking nervously from her fingertips to the ends of her hair. , her mind uncontrollably imagined the scene of her and Hagrid packing their bags and being kicked out of Hogwarts.

"Oh, hehe, it's okay, Miss Granger--"

Perhaps noticing Hermione's nervousness, Professor Moody's tone became gentler, a bit like Professor Blaine in casual conversation.

"Don't you know, cheating has always been a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament."

Well--

Professor Moody didn't know that he had said something shocking. He took off the stopper of the wine bottle and took a few sips. Judging from Professor Moody's undisguised distorted expression, the bottle was probably not filled with anything delicious. Drink, and Hermione moved her nose. She always felt that the smell was a bit familiar and very familiar, but she had no time to think deeply about this issue.

"Oh, maybe I should rephrase that-"

Professor Moody looked at the dumbfounded Hermione and smiled in a hoarse voice,

"--The Triwizard Tournament is a large-scale comprehensive competition. His competition is not just on the field. Miss Granger, intelligence collection is also a very important test. Now it seems that you passed this test, And Mr. Diggory owes it to you."

Hermione continued to blink, and after more than ten seconds, her breath, which was frozen like ice, suddenly melted, and her pale cheeks turned rosy.

So that’s it! Hermione suddenly realized that if you put it like this, it would be much more reasonable!

Ever since she learned about the past events of the Triwizard Tournament, Hermione has always felt that it was simply ridiculous. Let alone the young wizards who were still receiving education, there were several non-professional adult wizards who knew nothing about it. Suddenly faced with werewolves, dementors, vampires and fire dragons? !

Now Professor Moody's statement provides a reasonable explanation for this confusion.

She actually had to rely on others to remind her to figure this out! Hermione thought a little annoyed, but after the idea came to her mind, the nervousness in her heart disappeared and she pursed her lips shyly.

"I am. Well, I accidentally found out--"

Hermione said coyly, trying not to sound too proud.

Moody laughed hoarsely, and his magic eye moved rapidly.

"If that's the case, then you must have thought about how to deal with the fire dragon?"

Well--

Hermione subconsciously wanted to tell her about the few spells she had been practicing these past few days, but before the words came out, she stopped and her expression became nervous again.

If inquiring about game events can be regarded as an invisible test in the game, then discussing how to deal with the game with a professor is definitely not a legal matter. After all, Barty Crouch has made it clear that the Warriors cannot accept any Professor's help.

"Professor Moody--"

Hermione's eyes flickered and she said awkwardly,

"The charter says that discussing this is not allowed."

"Oh, Miss Granger, you don't think I want to give you advice, do you?" Moody let out an exaggerated laugh, "Of course I won't do that. Even if you perform very well in class, I I won't give you special treatment because of this, but I have to remind you, Miss Granger, that you and Mr. Potter have seen what a despicable guy Karkaroff is. You can carry forward your noble style, but I dare Said that Karkaroff would never be satisfied with asking Snape to find out the game items. He might hold a discussion meeting to bring everyone together to give advice. I just-- "

Moody's professor's eyes suddenly stopped moving. The two eyes stayed quietly in their sockets and began to emit an extremely weak, but alluring green fluorescence, which was a bit like the color of Harry's eyes. Hermione was stunned. She suddenly thought that she was completely unaware of the irrationality of this phenomenon, but she suddenly felt the urge to talk, and then she revealed her plan in full.

"--Oh, it's not easy!"

After listening to all this, Professor Moody smacked his lips and said in a tone full of appreciation,

"The Eye Disease Curse, the No-Flying Curse, and the Fire Extinguishing Curse, Miss Granger, these are all common and effective ways to deal with fire dragons. How did you come up with all of this?"

"It's Professor Blaine!"

Hermione blurted out, and then she shook her head and jumped up from her stool.

What's going on? She shouldn't have exposed Professor Blaine!

Moody also looked dull. He didn't expect that there was a shadow of Blaine in this matter. He didn't seem to be a person who gave the little witch a back door.

"Professor Brain is just, just."

Hermione said a little horrified, trying hard to think of excuses for Professor Blaine.

"I just gave us an example in class a long time ago on how to deal with an opponent that is much stronger than us!"

"Ah, really."

Moody's voice was soft and thoughtful. He noticed Hermione standing up and said comfortingly,

"It's okay, Miss Granger, sit down, we haven't finished talking yet!"

Despite her hesitation, Hermione sat down. The conversation had reached this stage, and she wanted to hear what Professor Moody would say.

The cracked looking glass on the desk diffused the sunlight coming from the window, forming strange lights and shadows on the wall. Hermione suddenly discovered that there were quite a lot of weird things in this office. She had seen most of them in books, but there were also some things that she couldn't figure out.

"It's not surprising -" Professor Moody said, "Brain is experienced and he knows how to contain those scary big guys. But, oh, for him, this is a sure thing, so he ignored some things --"

"What?"

Hermione had been annoyed about why she was so talkative just now, but when she heard this sentence, she was still surprised and asked.

"Adoration can make people blind, Miss Granger, I thought you would find the problem-"

Professor Moody said hoarsely,

"The Eye Spell, yes, but you have to hit the fire dragon's eyes. You know, it's not a piece of wood. You're very likely to hit its eyelids. The Fire Extinguishing Curse and the No-Flying Curse are equally effective tricks. , I guess it will definitely work, but I’m not sure you understand what I mean, Miss Granger, you are facing a wild fire dragon with powerful magic power. If you can’t make your spell powerful, then I’m afraid it won’t work. The time and effect will be limited——"

Looking at the dumbfounded Hermione, Professor Moody smiled proudly,

"Of course, I have already said that these are very useful little spells, but they are not very safe. I think you can strengthen yourself a little bit... a tool that is easily available and makes you less conspicuous. --"