"Luna, I made a mistake here - the cries of the Silent Bird when it is about to die are in reverse order."
"Reverse order?"
"Although they will imitate all the sounds they have heard in their lives before they die, they start from the most recent ones and imitate them backwards..."
In the library, Maka sat opposite Luna, carefully correcting her mistakes.
These days, in addition to her own research, Maka often helps Luna read her reading notes about magical creatures during breaks.
Luna loves those interesting creatures and always looks for interesting information in the library. Although those illustrations and documents are a bit boring, if you really like them, they won't be so boring.
Seeing that Luna was already revising her notes, Maka turned her attention back to her pile of manuscript papers.
Although he is resting now, in the eyes of others, he probably won't feel that he is relaxing at all. After all, who would take the mind-numbingly complex calculations of potions recipes as a break
But just when Maka picked up the quill from the ink bottle and planned to continue calculating the ratio balance with the previous calculation formula, she heard a familiar "thump thump thump" sound coming from the door of the library.
"Moody?"
Maka raised his head and looked towards the door, and found that just as he had guessed - it was Mad-Eye Moody.
"What is he doing here?" Maka asked doubtfully.
In order not to be discovered by the informants lurking in the school, Maka and Dumbledore deliberately did not exchange information with each other.
Therefore, although Dumbledore had verified Moody's identity early before Maka left, Maka had no way of knowing about it.
Before he discovered the true role played by Barty Jr., more of his suspicions focused on Moody.
But now it seems that Moody's nervous look is really his original character.
Looking at Moody's vigilant look of "everyone looks suspicious" and his magic eyes moving around, Maka could only shake her head secretly.
I'm afraid this time it was just because of Dumbledore's premature intervention that Barty Jr. had no chance to plot against Moody. Otherwise, Moody will definitely still be his first choice to hide his identity.
This guy's behavior is so suspicious that it would be difficult to reveal his identity.
While Maka was thinking, Moody had already seen him, and under the glare of Mrs. Pince, the librarian, he walked over on crutches again.
"McLean, come with me to the principal's office..." Moody's magic eye stared at Maka, as if he wanted to see through him completely, "Dumbledore wants to see you for something."
After that, he stared at Maka again. That face looked extremely ferocious because of the large number of scars.
Maka nodded slightly surprised.
"Luna, I'm going to see what's going on. If it's too late later, you can go to the auditorium to eat first!"
He said something to Luna on the opposite side, then carefully arranged the calculation papers, and then signaled Moody to leave.
"You're in front," Moody said gruffly. "I hate it when people walk behind me."
"Don't you have a magic eye? There are no blind spots in all directions. It is said that even the invisibility cloak can be seen through, so what are you worried about?" Maka looked at the blue eye in Moody's eyes with interest. Se Yiyan said with a smile.
"I will grow old, but it won't." Moody snorted dissatisfiedly. "Your performance in the World Cup was wonderful. I think you understand what I am talking about."
Maka shook her head and said, "Are you doubting me? Didn't Dumbledore tell you?"
"Albus is very wise, but he gives away his trust too easily - in my opinion, this is his shortcoming." Moody unceremoniously criticized the so-called greatest wizard today, as if he was talking about a Just like ordinary people.
"I still think you are suspicious!" Maka didn't care about his suspicion of herself, but smiled and said, "Look at you, you walk around the castle all day long, and stare at others for a long time if you have nothing to do. "
"Huh, as long as I know I'm not suspicious, it's enough." Moody said impatiently.
The two walked side by side, and soon they arrived in front of the stone beast at the entrance to the principal's office.
"Fried centipede legs." Moody said to the stone beast.
Maka and Moody took the escalator together and arrived at the door of the principal's office.
"Fried centipede legs? What is that?" Maka grinned, "Has Professor Dumbledore's taste become heavier recently?"
"That's a new dessert from Honeydukes. It tastes pretty good... Do you want some?"
The door opened automatically, and Dumbledore's voice came from inside.
"Uh... thank you, I think it's not necessary..." Maka walked in and shook her head decisively, "Professor, did you come to see me today? Did something happen again?"
Maka was used to running to the principal's office again and again. No, as he was asking, he ran to the armchair next to him and sat down in a familiar manner.
Mad-Eye Moody also sat down on a wooden chair next to Dumbledore's desk, but looking at him on pins and needles, he seemed to be always ready to jump up and fight.
"A lot of things have happened recently. For example, there have been an increase in various cases. There are small ones, such as theft, and of course there are big ones - for example, just now, several wizards disappeared mysteriously."
Dumbledore said, waved the wand, and a stack of information floated towards Maka.
Maka reached out and took it, looked through it casually, and then nodded.
"There are a few cases where I have some clues, but..." Maka said doubtfully, "Isn't this Cornelius Fudge's job?"
Dumbledore shook his head slightly and pointed at Maka's hand.
"... Take a closer look at what these cases have in common."
Maka lowered her head and after comparing it over and over again, she suddenly frowned.
"Werewolf?"
The approximate time interval between these cases is 30 days, and the specific date is obviously the night of the full moon. From this, it is not difficult to speculate that these cases may be related to those restless werewolves.
"Claw marks were found in two cases. It is indeed likely that they were made by werewolves." Dumbledore nodded.
"Then..." Maccafu raised his head again and looked at Dumbledore.
"Arastor is a trustworthy partner," Dumbledore smiled and said, "He can give you a lot of help in your matter with Tom -"
Maka glanced at Moody subconsciously, and then said with enlightenment: "But, if I want to gain his approval, I must use actions to prove my position and ability?"
"That's it," Mad-Eye Moody looked at him with sharp eyes and said, "Although Albus has promised me, he can't be eaten as food - I have to use my own eyes to judge whether you are in danger or not. ."
Maka shrugged helplessly and said: "Although I can understand your caution, I have to remind you: people's hearts are complicated. Even if there is no such thing as the Soul Imperius Curse, you can't really see through it just by seeing it with your own eyes. of… "
Having said this, he paused, looked at Moody's blue eyes and added: "Even your magic eye can't see through people's hearts, can it?"
"Do you need to remind me?" Moody glanced at him and said rudely, "Although I can't see through people's hearts, I can at least serve as a reference... How many cunning bastards do you think I have dealt with?"
It has to be said that Moody's life experience can convince many people. After all, not everyone can face Voldemort without fear, and also capture a large number of Death Eaters into Azkaban.
Maka also briefly experienced Moody's acumen. Even though he is old now and his combat ability has definitely declined greatly, his rich experience is still difficult to underestimate.
"Of course, the Death Eaters you have captured can fill half of Azkaban. This is a well-known fact." Maka nodded, "I also admire it."
"But you released all the prisoners I worked so hard to capture." Moody said, giving him an annoyed look.
"Well, isn't this just a trick..."
Maka smiled awkwardly - well, she did bad things at first, but now she has met the rightful owner.
"Starting from tomorrow night, you will look for clues every night... If it is confirmed that it was a werewolf, then at least catch one alive for me." Moody did not continue to talk to him. He paused the wooden cane in his hand and said seriously. said.
Maka naturally had no reason not to agree. He had originally planned to go to Tarino to inquire about the latest situation. These cases could also be investigated by the way - they were inseparable from Voldemort anyway.
After briefly discussing the case with Moody, he bid farewell to Dumbledore and left the principal's office.
"Albus, are you really planning to..."
After Maka left, Moody frowned and looked at Dumbledore.
But Dumbledore shook his head, sighed slightly and said, "To be honest, I'm not sure whether this is the right thing to do, but... we are all old, aren't we?"
He raised his head, looked at the portraits of previous principals above his head, and then continued: "Alastor, wasn't it precisely for this reason that you chose to retire in the first place?"
"It's a bit out of my power," Moody also shook his head and said, "But no matter what, as long as you are still alive, you can't just let go of the responsibilities you have to shoulder..."
"At least we have to make preparations for those children... If it's Tom's child..." Dumbledore said, as if he recalled something again, and gradually fell into a trance.
At this time, the sky outside Hogwarts Castle was still blue, as clear and pure as the hearts of most young wizards. Perhaps what Dumbledore hopes most is that he can live longer so that those children can maintain this purity, right