Malfoy's words made Harry so angry that if Hermione and Ron hadn't stopped him, he would have almost smashed the plate in his hand.

"Do you want to fight again? Malfoy? Ivan slowly put down the newspaper in his hand and glanced at Malfoy, also a little helpless.

How many times has this been? Did Malfoy always remember what to eat or not, or was Harry really that attractive?

"You—" Malfoy's pale face suddenly turned red, and he wanted to put down a few harsh words so as not to weaken his momentum, but when he saw that Ivan showed signs of drawing his wand, he immediately swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

The previous lessons made him deeply understand the gap in strength between the two sides, and it was completely self-inflicted.

"I'm just here to congratulate Weasley's dad and that Azkaban fugitive on the paper...", Malfoy finally dared to add in a frustrated manner, and then angrily took his two henchmen and prepared to leave.

At this time, Ivan said suddenly. "That's all thanks to your dad who took the lead in the World Cup, didn't he? Otherwise, there would not have been such a misunderstanding..."

"!" Malfoy shouted loudly, a look of panic on his face.

Harry also looked at Ivan in surprise, not understanding why he said that.

Ron looked excited, "Ivan, you must have found something, right?" I knew Malfoy's father wasn't a good thing! ”

Ivan didn't pay attention to Ron, but kept paying attention to the change in Malfoy's expression, and seeing the other party's excited appearance, he confirmed the previous guess in his heart more and more.

Much of the chaos at the Quidditch World Cup was orchestrated by Lucius Malfoy...

"You are slandering! My father stayed in the tent and slept that night, and he didn't go anywhere! Malfoy yelled.

But his words were clearly not convincing, and Hermione quickly found a loophole in them and retorted sarcastically.

"Really? There's such a mess and your father is still sleeping in a tent? Then his heart is really big enough! ”

Malfoy was speechless for a moment, and only after a long time did he argue in a hesitant manner. "My dad usually sleeps heavily..."

"Don't try to lie to us, Malfoy! I heard your dad used to be a Death Eater, didn't he? Ron was unforgiving, and continued to ask, even telling all the gossip he had overheard at home that he didn't know whether it was true or not.

"When the mystery man lost power, your father lied that he was controlled by the Imperius curse, and he narrowly escaped..."

"Death Eaters? Who is talking about the Death Eaters? ”

A hoarse voice suddenly interrupted the conversation of several people, and everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came, but it was Moody limping from the other end of the auditorium.

Moody got closer and closer, the hideous scar on his face twitched from time to time, and the large blue magic eye on the left frequently turned left and right, sweeping over Harry, Ron, Malfoy, and others, and finally stopping on Ivan's body.

"I just heard about the Death Eaters! Tell me, who said that, exactly? Moody asked loudly.

Harry, Hermione, and Malfoy were all startled by Moody's overreaction, and Ron's body trembled and he didn't dare to speak, because he couldn't figure out if what he was saying was right or not, and he didn't know what Moody's attitude was.

Judging by the rumors he'd heard about Moody these days, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to have something in his head, nervous all day long, suspicious of everything around him... It is said that he retired from the Ministry of Magic because Moody could no longer tell the difference between a normal handshake and an attack.

Ivan was ready to test Moody, but Malfoy gave him a head start.

"We were talking about Sirius-Black... Professor! The lackey of the mysterious man, the fugitive from Azkaban—" Malfoy's eyes purred, and he gave Harry a vicious look before he spoke.

"Trying to lie to me? You're still very tender, boy! I know that Blake, he's not a Death Eater! Moody yelled, his cane pausing heavily on the ground with a dull sound that interrupted Malfoy's words.

Then, without waiting for Malfoy to reply, Moody patted his head as if he remembered something. "Ahh I know who you're talking about, it's Lucius Malfoy! ”

"Listen boy! I know your father, Lucius, and I know what kind of virtue he is, and such a person should stay in Azkaban!

You'd better not let me know that you and your father have a virtue, or I'm afraid Azkaban will have one more prisoner, and I'll keep an eye on you at school!" ”

Moody said intimidatingly, sharply, not at all considering that Malfoy was still a fourteen-year-old imp.

"You're threatening me?! You're finished! I'm going to tell my dad to fire you! Malfoy took a few steps back, looked at Moody in fear, and finally crashed directly into Goyle and Kral.

"Go ahead! Gremlin... Go home and tell him! I'd like to see how dare Lucius had! Moody spat disdainfully.

Malfoy's mouth was pursed, not daring to refute at all, and he fled in a hurry with his two henchmen.

Ron couldn't help but laugh as Malfoy fled in a hurry, and Harry looked at Moody and said gratefully.

"Thank you, Professor!"

"It's nothing, kid! When Dumbledore came to me, he told me to keep an eye on you at school, and I couldn't let a Death Eater get too close to you! Who knows what crooked ideas are going on in his head...", Moody waved his hand and continued in a deep voice.

"I've seen some Death Eaters who are best at disguise, acting as harmless as being close to you, and then suddenly using a killing curse to sneak up on you while you're not looking!"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn't think Malfoy had the guts, but they were still very useful for Moody's maintenance.

Several people even thought of Lupin from last school, and their attitude towards Moody had changed 180 degrees, at least they wouldn't shy away from him because of some rumors and the hideous scars on Moody's face.

Ivan didn't let his guard down because of Moody's few words of maintenance,

In his opinion, even the name he saw on the map of the living spot yesterday was not enough to confirm the identity of the other party 100%.

So after Moody's arrival, Ivan looked at the old Auror who was over sixty years old in front of him indiscriminately, especially glanced at Moody's waist a few times, trying to find the wine jug that might exist and was filled with polyjuice potion...