The dark cage suddenly clicked open, and the light suddenly shot in, making Moody, who was accustomed to the dark environment, unaccustomed to raising his hand in front of him.

"Are you going to pull my hair again? Hehe, I hope my hair, which I haven't washed in a few years, can meet your taste. Moody sneered.

All he had left was to ridicule now.

It's treating me like Barty Crouch Jr.

Li Yang smiled, knocked on the edge of the iron box with the magic wand in his hand, and made two "bangbang" sounds, "Look at it." ”

Hearing that it was not Barty Crouch Jr., Moody couldn't help but look up, and when he saw that it was a teenager about fifteen years old, he couldn't help but wonder: "Who are you?" Don't tell me, that perverted Death Eater also took a little Death Eater. ”

You have a lot of imagination.

Li Yang didn't explain much, and pointed his wand at the corpse on the ground on the side.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s corpse slowly floated from the ground, fluttering in mid-air with Li Yang's wand command, and drifted into the iron box dungeon.

When he saw the corpse, Moody suddenly understood, "You're not a Death Eater. ”

"Obviously."

Moody dragged his weak body, climbed two steps forward, and when he reached the corpse of Barty Crouch Jr., he kicked him a few times to vent his evil breath, then pulled out the magic eye and removed the prosthetic leg, while muttering, "It's too dirty, you have to wash it well before you can use it." ”

Then he looked up at Li Yang.

Moody was silent for a moment, "I'm grateful that you helped me get rid of the enemy, but if you want to save me, you should throw another rope down." ”

Li Yang used the Transfiguration Technique to conjure a rope, but he didn't throw it down, and held it in his hand.

Moody still didn't understand what he meant, "Say, what do you want?" ”

"I want you to do something for me."

"What's the matter?" Moody frowned.

He thought that Li Yang was asking for money or something like that.

Obviously, what Li Yang wanted was more complicated than he expected.

Li Yang paused for a moment, didn't know what to remember, and smiled on his face: "In order to ensure that you can help me, first make an unbreakable oath with me......"

"Ahh

At the ancestral home of 12 Grimmauld Place, Blake sneezed, facing the scorching flames in the fireplace, but there was loneliness and coldness in his chest.

He was alone in the big house.

Oh yes, and there's also an old house-elf Kreacher who is covered in pleats and speaks ill of himself every day.

No friends, no relatives, but there is an old servant who has been hated since childhood.

Speak of the devil.

"Smack." A unique explosion of phantom manifestation sounded in the room.

Kreacher was wearing a torn and old vest with a strong smell of decay on it, which reminded Blake of the smell on his grandmother, and frowned, "Can't you wash your clothes?" Or, I can send you a new dress. ”

"I don't want new clothes!" Kreacher screamed violently, took a few steps back, and protected his tattered vest with both hands.

"This is a gift from the noble mistress to the elves, even you can't take it away, I don't want new clothes, I don't want to leave this house."

"I heard it, I heard it." Blake waved his hand impatiently, interrupting Kreacher's words, and held out his hand.

"Where's the stuff?"

Kreacher stepped forward and placed a golden locket in Blake's hand.

Slaterin's Locket Fake!

"So easy to get your hands on?" Blake asked, studying the locket.

"I once went with the little master, this locket was also put in by me back then, more than ten years have passed, the environment and magic there have not changed, because I had an experience, it is easier for me to go in." Kreacher replied with a bowed head.

Blake nodded unconsciously, signaling that he knew, and unconsciously waved his hand, signaling to retreat, his eyes focused on the locket in front of him from beginning to end.

Kreacher retreated.

When he exited the room and closed the door, he could vaguely hear the words of missing the hostess, the little master, and why Sirius should inherit the ancestral house.

Inside the house.

"Regulus, my brother, what secrets are you hiding?" Blake looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see anything wrong with the locket, so he reluctantly put the locket down.

Inevitably, reminiscent of Li Yang.

And when he thought of Li Yang, Blake was full of depression.

He now regretted the oath he had made so much that now, he clearly felt that he seemed to have some secret in his hands, but he couldn't tell anyone, and he had to watch Li Yang, an uncontrollable and probably dangerous person, stay by Harry's side.

And around Li Yang, one question after another emerged.

"What does he get from the locket?"

"What does he want to do?"

"Will it hurt Harry?"

The more I thought about the problem, the more I thought about it, the more headache I felt, and the feeling of grievance that had been in the house for a long time came together, and Blake pulled his hair irritably.

Pull down a large handful of hair.

Moody endured the pain on his scalp and handed the handful of hair to Li Yang, "These, coupled with the amount of medicine you prepared, are definitely enough for you to last until the end of the game, unless the game is postponed." ”

Li Yang took it, but found that Moody's hand was pinching his hair and not letting go.

Moody snapped, "I hope you're telling the truth, otherwise, I'd rather risk breaking my oath and possibly dying than get rid of you." ”

"Thank you for the warning." Li Yang used his hand hard and directly forcibly took away his hair.

Turn around.

In front of him, a whole pot of green viscous liquid was boiling, full of medicine, and the fire was ready, boiling, bubbling.

Li Yang took the dragon skin gloves, picked up the crucible, poured the green viscous liquid in the pot into two basin-shaped glass containers, and put Moody's hair into the basin in front of him.

Finally, Li Yang reached out and touched the top of his head.

When I touched my hair, I didn't know what I could think of, so I paused, rummaged through my pocket, took out a pair of scissors and a mirror, and cut off a handful of hair on the top of my head with scissors in front of the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction to see that it did not affect the overall image of the hairstyle.

“……”

The corners of Moody's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt more pain in the scalp where he had pulled his hair down.

Li Yang threw the cut hair into the basin of compound decoction given to Moody, and then consciously picked up his own basin and drank it with his head up.

The same is true for Moody's.

No surprise, as soon as they finished drinking, the appearance of the two changed greatly.

Moody's becomes Li Yang, and Li Yang becomes Moody's......

Purely visually, the two seemed to have swapped positions to stand.

But when they walked out of the office, in the eyes of others, they were still the two of them.

Come to the Quidditch pitch.

Unlike in the first game, the environment has changed again.

A tall hedge wall, twelve feet high, obscured from everyone's view of the environment behind the wall, and around the huge hedge wall, there were gaps, each of which was a passage that could only accommodate one person in and out.

The people in the audience were enthusiastically discussing who would win the third game.

"Moody, you're here, I'm waiting for you." Professor McGonagall said.

Li Yang, whose body belongs to Moody's, but whose heart belongs to him, patted his prosthetic leg, "No way, my leg is not as good as yours." ”

On the side, Moody, who was facing Li Yang's face, rolled his eyes silently.

Li Yang nodded to Dumbledore again.

Dumbledore nodded in return.

Neither Dumbledore nor Professor McGonagall saw a flaw.

After all, in the past four months, the activities on campus and the lessons to the students were all real Moody's, and even the materials for the compound decoction were bought by Li Yang during the Easter holiday in Diagon Alley, unlike Barty Crouchson Jr. who stole from Snape in the original plot.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the last game of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin, in order to reassure our warriors, we will send teachers to patrol inside and outside the maze, as long as a student admits defeat and gives up, a red fire will be emitted into the sky, and the teacher will take you out as soon as possible......"

After the narrator finished speaking, to the cheers of the audience, Harry, Diggory, and Fleur walked through the passage and entered the maze in turn.

"Let's go too." Professor McGonagall said.

Several teachers in charge of patrolling spread out around the maze to patrol.

Li Yang is naturally among them.

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