Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Leaker

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In his office, Dumbledore, wearing reading glasses, was looking through a letter.

Wu Ming stood with Hermione, teasing Dumbledore's pet, the magical phoenix Fawkes.

"Ron, when did this letter arrive?" Behind the desk, Dumbledore asked in a heavy tone, his head down.

At the desk, Ron, who was a little nervous, was standing there at a loss, and quickly replied, "Three hours ago, it was my mother's owl. ”

Ron replied quickly, and then couldn't help but ask, "Professor, is my dad in danger?" ”

"Not sure yet!"

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, looked at Wu Ming, who was teasing Fawkes, and said, "It's Arthur's handwriting, and he was in a hurry when he wrote, and many words were wrong. ”

"That's normal, maybe..."

Before he finished his sentence, Wu Ming frowned and stopped teasing Fawkes: "Ron, you go out first." ”

"Okay, good professor." Ron glanced at Hermione, who had been left behind, and left with some reluctance.

After Ron left, Wu Ming continued to speak: "Our dear Mr. Wei Sicai, the purpose of sending this letter may be to explain the last words. It's not certain, but ....."

... Rumble...

The fireplace in the room erupted a flame, interrupting Wu Ming's words.

Dumbledore raised his head slightly, signaling Wu Ming to talk later, and looked at the flames burning in the fireplace.

"Dumbledore, you'd better give an answer, I'm on vacation in Iceland!"

With the sound of anger, the flames in the fireplace quickly extinguished, and a figure stepped out of it.

The figure, holding a wooden staff in his hand and wearing a shabby leather coat, looked to be fifty or sixty years old.

"Welcome, my old friend, Mad-Eye... Moody! Dumbledore smiled, got up from his chair, and made a gesture of welcome.

"Don't do this, I'm not used to hugging people!"

Moody limped two quick steps, the magic eye on his left eye scanning the surroundings frantically, as if looking for an enemy.

"Who is this, the new Order of the Phoenix?"

Moody's magic eye stayed on Wu Ming, and as for little Hermione on the side, he ignored it mercilessly.

Seeing that she was being ignored, Hermione couldn't help but cough dryly, wanting to show her presence.

Moody turned his head slightly, smiled at Hermione, and said in a hurried tone, "Don't try to attract my attention, if this is in an alley, I will not hesitate to attack!" ”

During his long career as an Auror, Moody developed the reflex of pulling out his wand whenever the wind blows.

Because of this, many Death Eaters saw him as insane. There are even rumors that even other Aurors need to subconsciously keep their distance when they act with Moody, otherwise they are likely to be accidentally injured by the other party.

I have to say that this is an old powerhouse with a late stage of occupational disease and high mental tension.

Hermione also knew that the other party was not lying, so she could only turn her head angrily, not trying to communicate with Moody.

"Stranger, what's your name?" Moody didn't care about Hermione's tsundere, the magic eye frantically glanced at Wu Ming, and stayed on Wu Ming's spell casting ring for a long time.

Wu Ming looked down at his ring, he could feel Moody's magic eye, as if it had some kind of probing ability, so he spoke: "My name is Wu Ming, it's a pleasure to meet you, Alastor Moody!" ”

Alatos, the name of the Greek god of revenge, also foreshadows Moody's character.

In the Harry Potter books, after Dumbledore's death, it was entirely Moody who propped up the Order of the Phoenix.

Even, in the final chapter of the Harry Potter series, The Fallen Warriors.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix used Polyjuice Potion to conjure up seven identical Harrys to escape Voldemort's side.

Among them, Voldemort believed that only the best people would protect the real Harry Potter. This man was not the King Dish who protected the Muggle Prime Minister and later became the Minister of Magic. It's not Lupin, who can turn into a werewolf and get along with Harry's father, but Moody, who looks a little crazy.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Just after introducing each other, three more flames came from the fireplace, and three wizards came out of it.

The first to come out was the big man Lupin.

The second one to come out was Kings Food, who protected the Muggle Prime Minister.

And the third is Mundungus, who gathers intelligence.

"What's wrong, why did you use an emergency summoning order? I'm a businessman, time..."

"Shut up, Mondongues!"

Grumbling when he saw Montungus come out, Moody interrupted the other party's speech by tapping the wooden staff in his hand.

Hearing this, Mundungus wanted to fight back, but when he saw Moody's dripping magic eye, he swallowed back everything he wanted to say.

... Click...

Before everyone could talk about anything, the door to the principal's office was opened as the door opened.

Everyone in the room looked back towards the door, and they saw Professor McGonagall, Snape, and Hagrid walking in, followed by Sirius Black.

"Sit down, it looks like we've got all the people here!"

Dumbledore's well-timed opening caused everyone to be stunned.

Among them, Lupin couldn't help but speak, and whispered: "Arthur Wes, he hasn't arrived yet, has he?" ”

"Don't wait for him, Arthur..."

... Sou...

Another flame rose from the fireplace.

Everyone present, including Dumbledore, couldn't help but look towards the fireplace.

Two seconds later, the flames in the fireplace dissipated, and a middle-aged man with brown-red hair and a haggard face walked out.

"Arthur, you're late."

Lupin, who had the best relationship with Arthur, stepped forward and joked with a smile.

Arthur Versa smiled wryly, raised his eyes and swept over the Order of the Phoenix members, finally falling on Dumbledore.

"Professor..."

Arthur's eyes were full of misery, and his tone became choked: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

There was an uproar at the scene, and compared to Arthur's apology, many people had no idea what was happening.

Seeing this, Dumbledore waved his hand, suppressing everyone's amazement.

After a few moments, Dumbledore spoke with difficulty, whispering, "Arthur, you..."

I wanted to ask the other party if he betrayed, but the word betrayal was on his lips, but Dumbledore couldn't say anything.

"What's going on, Arthur, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with the professor?" Kings is full of doubts, he can protect the Muggle Prime Minister, and his political vision is definitely not low.

But with his political literacy, he still feels confused, let alone others.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone. I don't want to betray the Order of the Phoenix, but Charlie is in their hands, and I have no choice! "Arthur Wess cried, and it's hard to imagine a middle-aged man, a father of seven, hugging his head and crying.

At this moment, Arthur wept bitterly.

The only thing he can do is shake his head and say sorry, even if it's three words sorry, it's the cheapest product in life.

"Arthur, is it really you?" Dumbledore's tone was low, and a look of heartache flashed in his eyes.

Arthur wiped his tears with his hands, choked up and said, "It's me, it's me who leaked the news of last night to Voldemort!" ”

"Why?"

Dumbledore asked again, and this time Arthur didn't answer, instead taking a box out of his hand.

The next second, the box slowly opened, and inside was a severed finger and a strand of brown hair.