While Evan and Keresses were discussing the details of their collaboration, an argument was taking place in the foyer on the first floor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Harry, Ron, and Hermione came to the foyer from outside the castle, and it was packed with people waiting to eat.

"Did you hear what the Hufflepuff students said, Evan defeated Moody in Defence Against the Dark Arts class!" Harry said excitedly, "It's incredible, how did he do it?!"

"I don't know, but I hope Evan doesn't get in trouble. Hermione said worriedly.

"Moody is the best Auror, he could ......"

Before Ron could finish his sentence, he heard a shout from behind.

"Weasley! Hey, Weasley!"

Hearing the voice, they turned away and looked away.

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle stood there, as if they were all overjoyed about something.

"What for?" Ron asked angrily.

"Your dad is in the paper, Weasley!" Malfoy said, waving a copy of the Daily Prophet and speaking in a deliberately loud voice so that everyone in the foyer could hear it, "Listen to this: there's another mess going on in the Ministry, and it seems that the trouble for the Ministry of Magic isn't over," writes Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for this newspaper. Recently, the Ministry of Magic has been criticized for failing to maintain order effectively during the Quidditch World Cup and for still failing to provide an explanation for the disappearance of one of its witch officials. Yesterday, the Ministry of Magic was put in a new embarrassment due to the bizarre behavior of Arnold Weasley, who banned the misuse of Muggle items. ”

Malfoy looked up and looked at Ron with a malicious look.

"Weasley, they didn't even get your father's name right, he's just an insignificant little guy, isn't he?" he said loudly, gloating.

At this time, everyone in the foyer was listening to him.

Malfoy put up the newspaper as if he were acting, and continued, "Arnold Weasley, who was commanded to own a flying car two years ago, was embroiled yesterday in an argument with several Muggle enforcers over a large number of aggressive dumpsters. Mr. Weasley appears to have risen to the aid of Mad-Eye Moody, a former Auror. When Mad Eye Moody could no longer tell the difference between a normal handshake and a premeditated murder, he retired from the Ministry of Magic. Sure enough, when Mr. Weasley arrived at Mr. Moody's heavily guarded residence, he found that Mr. Moody had made another false alarm and had sent a false alarm. Mr. Weasley had to revise the memories of several police officers to get out of them. But when asked by a Daily Prophet reporter why he had involved the Ministry of Magic in this pointless and potentially intractable matter, Mr. Weasley refused to answer. ”

"There's another picture, Weasley!" Malfoy said, flipping the newspaper over and holding it aloft, "a picture of your parents, standing in front of your house." Oh my God, you call this a house! If your mother can lose some weight, she looks pretty good, doesn't she?"

Ron trembled with rage, and the people in the hallway looked at him.

"How dare you say that about my mother, I'm going to kill you!" he shouted.

"Fuck off, Malfoy. Harry said, "Don't be angry, Ron......"

"Oh, by the way, Potter, you lived with them this summer, didn't you?" Malfoy said sarcastically, "and tell me if his mother is really that fat, or is the picture a little distorted?"

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Harry and Hermione grabbed the back of Ron's robes and kept him from lunging at Malfoy.

"Weasley, you can't kill someone just because they're telling the truth. Malfoy smirked.

"And what about your mother!" said Harry angrily, "look at the look on her face, it looks like she has a lot of shit under her nose!

Hearing Harry's words, Malfoy's pale face flushed slightly.

"How dare you insult my mother!"

"Then shut your fat mouth. Harry said, turning to stop Ron.

Bang!!!

Several people screamed, and Harry felt something white hot brush his cheek.

He quickly reached into his robe and pulled out his wand, but it was too late!

Malfoy's next spell struck Harry, and he flew backwards.

Hermione was screaming, and without Harry's hindrance, Ron rushed towards Malfoy on the other side.

Goyle and Crabbe stopped him, and they scuffled together, punching and kicking each other.

Ron was no match for the two of them, screaming in pain and his eyes were bruised.

He roared, trying to pounce on Malfoy's side, but he couldn't.

Looking at Ron's miserable appearance, Malfoy laughed loudly in front of him, very proud.

Everything happened so fast that there was chaos in the foyer.

In the next second, a powerful magical force flew from the stairs, separating several people who were scuffling together.

Evan ran down with his wand in hand, and he had just arrived in the foyer with Keresis when he saw it.

He waved his wand to separate the men, preparing to teach Malfoy a lesson.

However, behind him, Keresis was faster than him, and only another loud bang was heard, !!

Then, a roar echoed through the foyer.

"Don't do that, boy!"

Keresse roared and walked past Evan as he walked past him.

He now looks exactly like Mad-Eye Moody, and it might be more appropriate to call him Moody's.

Evan had just made an agreement with him that he would keep Cresse's secret from anyone about his impersonation of Moody at the school, and help him with Voldemort's mission, and in turn he would provide Evan with information and necessary help.

As a sign of sincerity, Keresis also revealed what was going on between him and Voldemort.

They made a pact with magic, with Keresis using magic to help Voldemort regain his strength, and Voldemort to help him and his people do something.

After that, there was no relationship between them.

Although Evan was skeptical, Voldemort would just fulfill his promise and let the vampires go.

But judging from the current situation, it is still the same sentence, he and Keresis have the same goals, and there is no conflict.

In the future, there may be more in-depth communication.

It is wisest for both parties to cooperate.

"Despicable cowards, three people fight one, and sneak attacks!"

Moody limped down the marble staircase, wand in hand pointed at a snow-white stoat.

The ferret shivered on the stone-paved floor, where Malfoy had stood. (To be continued.) )