He glanced at Willow Spring, and his eyes seemed to erupt with fire. Willow Quan guessed that he remembered how desperately she had tried to stop him in the first place, convincing him that the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot would punish Peter Pettigrew severely, so that he didn't immediately kill the despicable Gryffindor himself—of course, she vaguely guessed that things wouldn't turn out too easily, but she didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to be so vulnerable at this time.

She had no choice but to smile bitterly and endure the map cannon stubbornly.

Dumbledore's face grim. He narrowed his blue eyes, which were always hidden behind half-moon lenses, as if in deep thought.

In the end, he didn't say much, but simply told the people present: "...... In short, everyone must pay attention to their vigilance and not relax their vigilance. Even in Hogwarts Schools, make sure nothing is in danger, because no one knows what Peter and the others are up to in mind...... I'll try to make some arrangements for that. ”

Willow Springs, for a moment, remembered the new professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts class that Dumbledore had invited this year, and couldn't help but sigh slightly silently.

…… It's hard to prevent.

……

Things turned out exactly as she knew. It's hard to believe that she's in a fandom - because everything has been pretty much the same as the original since Harry's fourth year started, including the disgusting fake Moody...... Can this kind of fandom really attract readers?!

Complaining inwardly, Liu Quan came out of the office and went down a few floors, intending to carry out his night patrol mission tonight, but on the stairs on the fourth floor, he bumped into the lost Neville Longbottom.

He looked terrible, drenched, and looked like his head, face, and clothes were covered in mucus from some creature, and his fingernails were stuffed with dark unidentified objects, and he could barely walk.

When he passed in front of Liu Quan, he didn't notice her at all, and stumbled straight over. When Liu Quan couldn't look at it anymore and called out to stop him, the poor boy was so startled that he almost jumped to his feet, and his whole body trembled with fear.

Willow Quan was also taken aback by his reaction, and asked him patiently for a long time, only to find out that he had been punished by Snape for his labor service tonight for blowing up the cauldron in Potions class. And today, Snape gave him the task of disemboweling a large bucket of horned toads. The poor child was now stuffed with toad entrails between his fingernails, and his nerves were almost collapsing.

Willow Springs, who comforted Neville with kind words for a long time, encouraged him by saying, "I heard Professor Sprout say today that your herbology paper is very well written!", and finally made him look a little better.

After Neville left, Willow Quan thought for a moment, and after slowly circling each floor, ignoring the students who were on the night tour a few times, she finally arrived in the cellar.

The cellar after curfew was particularly deserted and gloomy. There was not a single person in the silent corridor, not even a single student on the night tour. Ryuquan was about to walk towards the Potions office when he heard a soft "pop" sound from a forked hallway not far away.

Liu Quan stood still, and did not add any invisibility spells to himself, so that he could see who the person was without the other party's knowledge. But the question was quickly answered—Mad-Eyed Moody stepped out of that corner and saw Willow Springs at first, first stunned, then with a somewhat strange smile on his face.

"Come on a date, Evans?" he asked in a gruff voice.

Liu Quan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he replied calmly, "I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about, Alasto." ”

Moody paused, grinning maliciously.

"Oh, no kidding, Lily. Didn't you come to find the old Slytherin fellow I knew, if I'm not mistaken, you announced your order before 'that man' disappeared—"

"The engagement is canceled, if you haven't forgotten it. Liu Quan interrupted him in a flat tone.

Moody had a displeased expression on his face, and the magic eye was spinning around as if looking at Willow Spring.

"But since I've come here, I've heard that you're still nice to him. He said slowly, observing Liu Quan's expression, "You are generous, for an ex......"

"As a lady, I think I'm pretty fair with my ex-fiancé and there's nothing to blame. Liu Quan quickly intercepted his words, deliberately misinterpreting his meaning to prevent him from saying the words "Death Eater". Under Moody's watchful eye, she looked back at him calmly.

Of course, she knew the details of this man. She didn't believe that this evil creature could control Moody's Eye with ease!

Liu Quan tried his best to suppress the disgust in his heart. She didn't remember most of the small details of the year, but she had an impression of a downright crazy Death Eater posing as Mad Eye Moody. It's just that she can't say it now, otherwise that hellish plot inertia might jump out and make some name!

Moody was obviously very dissatisfied with Willow Spring's attitude, he took out the curved wine bottle that he couldn't leave from his arms, took a large sip, and said hoarsely, "Girl, don't let me find out that you have unnecessary sympathy for those poisonous snakes—I'm here to spy on those villains! I don't believe they can change at all, and you'd better not have any hope for that kind of person—"

"Thanks for the reminder," Liu Quan replied stiffly, almost wanting to ask him if the compound decoction in the bottle was delicious. "I trust my sanity and judgment, Professor Moody. ”

Moody paused, looking at her expression like a ghostly child. His MONOCCULUS bones kept spinning, and finally the scars and wrinkles on his face twisted, giving her a slightly twisted smile.

"Clever girl, don't do useless things. He warned her, "Those vipers won't take your affection." In the end, it's you—"

Liu Quan raised his eyebrows and clasped his hands in front of his chest, feeling that this villain's acting skills were really good. Those who don't know it would never have thought that this unflawed mad-eyed Moody was actually a Death Eater who was desperate for Voldemort in disguise.

"I don't need anyone to take my affection," she replied, "why don't you worry more about your lessons? I'm afraid those kids are terrified. ”

Moody let out a hoarse, ugly laugh. He looked like he was alive and well.

"Those kids have to really know what they're up against!" he said, looking a little smug. "The empty textbooks didn't help them...... They must know how to deal with these and be vigilant at all times! Albus is about to raise them to be flowers in Hogwarts conservatories, and they will only scream like mandrakes when things happen......"

Liu Quan smiled, as if the metaphor had made her amused.

“…… You're careful enough, Alasto. She said slowly, looking at her expression, as if she wasn't going to fight Moody any longer.

Moody's eyes were on her, and after a moment, he looked away, snorted, and walked away with his crutches and prosthetic leg.

Willow Quan stood still, not looking back, but she could feel Moody staring at her with that magic eye behind her for a long time.

Then she dismissed the idea of going to the Potions office and turned and headed for the stairs.

The next day was the day the Goblet of Fire chose its Triwizard Tournament players, and in the Great Hall after the Halloween Dinner, the Goblet of Fire spat out notes with the names of Victor Klum, Fleur Delacour, and Cedric Diggory.

Willow Quan stood in the middle of the professor's line, with Snape's black-robed back in front of him. Mad Eye Alastor Moody, this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, stood a short distance from them, still taking a sip of the curved bottle from his bosom every few moments. Liu Quan frowned in disgust.

In the Order of the Phoenix, she had met with Moody several times, and even went on a mission together to rescue innocent Muggles and wizards who had been attacked by the Death Eaters. Snape never met Moody at a Order of the Phoenix party—he was still a spy until Dumbledore testified against him in court after the war. But Moody, who had always been unkind to the people who had once been Death Eaters, stood next to Snape at this moment, and if it weren't for the fact that there was a willow spring between them, there was no doubt that his hostility would pour out on Snape unreservedly, in one way or another.

However, Willow Springs' dislike of Moody was not because he was such a stern and unlikable person, but because she remembered that the one who had been the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts that year was not the real Alastor Moody, but a Death Eater who had drunk Polyjuice Potion and pretended to be Moody. But who this person really is, and what his intentions, she doesn't know - her knowledge of the Goblet of Fire episode was pitifully limited, she hasn't read all the books, and she only glances at the movie a few times;

Now, Liu Quan can only secretly watch out for this fake Moody, and she can't reveal her wariness and disgust for this fake. Because the fear of startling the snake is one thing, but the more important reason is that she can't risk destroying the hellish "inertia of the plot" and causing this fragile world to immediately lose balance and collapse.

At this moment, Moody stared at Snape's black-robed back, and let out an inaudible curse sound from his mouth.

Willow Springs, feeling an irrepressible wave of anger and disgust, couldn't help but quietly move a few more steps in Snape's direction.

Moody noticed her and misinterpreted her intentions. He chuckled hoarsely.

"Evans, you're a good girl from Gryffindor, and you shouldn't get too close to this evil Slytherin—" he said with his lips crooked and maliciously.

The Great Hall was full of people, and perhaps only Willow Springs and Snape heard Moody's words. Willow Springs' eyes saw Snape turn slowly, his empty gaze barely touching Moody's magic eye, and then hurriedly turning away. His lips pursed tightly, and he didn't say a word about Moody's definition of him.

Liu Quan couldn't help but say, "Please respect our colleague, Professor Moody. ”

"Colleague?!" Moody grinned, curling the corners of his mouth, and the criss-cross scars on his face made it look even more horrible because of it. "Albus is probably crazy enough to take in a black ......"

An unspeakable rush of anger swelled up in Willow Spring's heart, and she interrupted Moody just in time to prevent him from saying the word "dark wizard".

"Please don't attack Albus and the people we all trust with false accusations, Professor Moody!" she said, curling her neck and lowering her voice in exasperation.

Snape's back seemed to shake. Mad-Eye Moody probably hadn't expected her to stand so firmly on Snape's side, his cheeks twitching, and the scars seemed to grow more hideous.

"He's not to be trusted, he's used to betraying—" he said hoarsely, the GRIMACE staring hard at Snape's back as if it were going to nail a hole in it.

"Fallacy!" Willow Springs, in a categorical tone, interrupted the fake Moody's accusations. But almost at the same time, Snape abruptly left where he had been standing, and as if he had noticed something unusual, he involuntarily took a few steps forward.

Willow Springs looked along his line of sight—the goblet of fire was across from them. At this moment, the blue flame it had originally spit out was a foot higher, tumbling in midair, and gradually turning into a red flame. The sparks crackled and burst out. A long tongue of fire suddenly burst into the air, and a piece of parchment was held out of it.

The note landed right into Dumbledore's outstretched finger. He opened it with a surprised expression and looked at it, and then as if frozen, he stared at the name written on it motionlessly. There was a long silence, Dumbledore glared at the note in his hand, and everyone in the Great Hall stared at Dumbledore. Then, Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud—

"Harry Potter!?"