Ivan gripped his wand and crossed a corridor to the Defence Against the Dark Arts office, hesitating whether to go in and arrest someone or wait for Moody to come out before attacking.

Ivan is a self-reliant and believes that Moody and Barty Jr. are not his opponents, but he will not be careless, and it is obviously safer to choose the latter.

However, what he didn't expect was that Moody, who entered the office, seemed to be lying inside, and he didn't see the meaning of coming out for a long time.

Ivan waited in place for more than ten minutes, and his little patience was gradually exhausted in the cold wind.

As a last resort, Ivan turned his gaze back to the map of the living spots, this time not to see if Moody had come out, but to try to find the location of Dumbledore and Hermione.

According to the previous agreement, they should have arrived.

However, to Ivan's surprise, the names of Dumbledore and Hermione also mysteriously disappeared from the live map.

Ivan's brow furrowed, this situation was completely unexpected, he had solved a lot of problems in the past four years by relying on the map of the living point, but today it was completely out of order......

"They're not going to go in early, are they?" Ivan muttered to himself, somewhat suspicious that Dumbledore had taken Hermione with him.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Ivan, who was blowing a cold breeze outside the door, finally made up his mind to go to Moody's office to have a look!

"Protegos~ (Armor Protection)" Ivan cautiously blessed himself with an iron armor charm, and then pointed to the door lock and released another one.

"Alohora~"

With a slight thud, the door to the locked office was opened.

Ivan gently pushed the door open and walked in, it was very dark inside, and he couldn't see his fingers until he cast a spell to light the fireplace on the side, and the orange fire lit up the surroundings.

The interior was the same as the last time he came, still a clutter, with many documents and strange magical items piled on top of each other on the wooden table.

In the mirror opposite, there were also a few figures faintly reflected, which looked very weird.

Ivan took a few steps forward to take a closer look, but the monster skull hanging on the wall next to him made a buzzing sound at this moment.

"Diffindo~ (Split)"

Almost instantly, Ivan unleashed a spell with his backhand, shattering the monster's skull.

Looking at the debris on the ground, Ivan was not at all happy, he didn't know how the magic item was guarded, whether it was a sound or something else, and whether Moody understood that he had come in.

"Forget it, it's always going to be the ...... anyway" Ivan sighed, he didn't dwell on it for too long, he already knew that Moody had installed a guard device in the office, and he didn't expect to be able to hide it from the other party, it was just a head-on fight.

Thinking like this, Ivan was no longer as cautious as before, and his eyes fell directly on the seven large boxes piled up in the corner.

He strode over and blew up the lock on the chest with a spell, kicking the first one to the ground, scattering a pile of spell books and a few broken speculums.

Then, the first six boxes were opened by Ivan one by one, containing all kinds of miscellaneous items, as well as a few conspicuous dark magic items.

Ivan's movements became more cautious, but not slow at all, and he soon opened the last box.

To his disappointment, there was no secret passage inside, and there were stacks of newspapers and a bunch of student homework in the box.

"That's weird, where could that be?" Ivan touched his chin and whispered to himself, his eyes scanning around the office.

Since Moody's disappeared into thin air in this office, there must have been another enclosed space.

Could it be that there is a passage in the fireplace? Or maybe Moody teleported out of here via Floo Powder?

Ivan glanced at it and thought it was unlikely.

Punch a hole in the back of the wall?

It's also hard to ...... This is Hogwarts, and the whole castle is blessed with magic, and it is not so easy to renovate.

Ivan's gaze wandered around the office, scanning the mirror and the small cabinet, and suddenly saw the mahogany table in the center of the office, and then his gaze froze.

Because this wooden table is very strange, it looks boxy, there are no legs underneath, and in some way it is no different from a large box.

Crucially, he had been to several professors' offices and had never seen a desk of this style, most likely brought by Moody himself.

Ivan walked over to the mahogany table and tapped lightly on it, a crisp sound passed through the point of contact, and the corners of Ivan's mouth were slightly hooked, which proved that the table was completely empty.

Inevitably destroying the extended space magic inside, causing Moody's death, Ivan did not dare to violently blow up the table with a spell, but carefully studied the method of opening the wooden table.

This was not a difficult task for Ivan, who was close to the seventh level of alchemy, and in less than half a minute, Ivan had already found the mechanism that had been activated, a sensor with a golden antenna in the corner of the table.

After fiddling with it, the golden antenna shrank, the wooden table slowly vibrate, a gap opened left and right, and the front baffle quickly sank underneath, and an open passage appeared in front of Ivan.

The passage is like a door, with a dark and narrow corridor inside.

The moment it was opened, a strong strange smell came out.

Ivan subconsciously covered his nose and took a few steps back, almost thinking that it was some special black magic, and then remembered that when he first entered Moody's office, he seemed to smell a similar strange smell.

Moody and Barty Jr. should not have had the need to commit suicide......

Thinking about this, Ivan let go of the hand covering his nose and sniffed it carefully, vaguely feeling a bit like the smell of feces and food rotting and fermentation.

Thinking of the food Moody's daily delivery and the poor ventilation of the wooden box, Ivan probably understood how the smell had accumulated.

I have to say that in order to successfully hide the live map, Barty Crouch Jr. is really ruthless to himself!

Ivan sneered, blessed his body with a bubble head charm to avoid smelling those unpleasant smells, and then went down the stairs of the passage.

Torches lit one by one on both sides, illuminating the road ahead.

To Ivan's surprise, there were a large number of Daily Prophet newspapers plastered on the walls on all sides, and at first glance, the conspicuous front-page headlines were familiar faces, all of which were news reports related to him and Harry!

Ivan didn't have time to look further, his eyes fixed on the room at the end of the passage—Moody, whom he had been looking for, was standing there, staring at a large speculum with his back to him, motionless, as if he hadn't noticed anyone walking in.

However, when he got closer, Ivan saw that the speculum was showing the picture from the office above, and it was obvious that he had been discovered by Moody when he first entered.