"What..."Roger lazily beckoned to his friends in front of him: "Let's go, is it cool to stay here and be a monkey?"

"That's right, that's Harry Potter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "It was another angry voice behind them.

Karkaroff jerked around. Mad-Eye Moody stood there, his heavy body leaning on his crutches, his enchanted eyes glaring unblinkingly at Durmstrang's headmaster.

Karkaroff's face turned pale, revealing a terrifying expression of resentment and fear.

"It's you!" he said, staring blankly at Moody, as if he wasn't sure he had actually seen him.

"It's me," Moody said gloomily, "unless you have something to say to Potter, Karkaroff, and hurry on." You've blocked the doorways. ”

It was true, half of the students in the auditorium were waiting behind them, scrambling over the shoulders of those in front of them to see what was causing the traffic jam.

Professor Karkarov didn't say anything more, he waved his hand and walked away with his students.

Moody stared at him until he couldn't see anymore. His enchanted eyes were fixed on Karkaroff's back, and his mutilated face showed an expression of extreme disgust.

Roger feels a little funny, this fake Moody's acting skills are really good, if he goes too deep into the play and directly betrays the camp, it will be interesting...

However, Karkaroff's expression is also funny enough, probably because he suffered a lot under the target when his master lost power.

Back in the dormitory, waiting until the roommates who had been discussing the students for a long time were asleep, Roger quietly got out of bed and pulled out his suitcase.

"Shhhh I don't remember putting it in the coin bag... Aha! here it is!" the boy casually threw the clothes back into the box and sat down on the bed with a tattered roll of parchment.

"I solemnly swear that I will not do anything good," he drew his wand and lit the parchment, "or rather, I have almost never done anything good..."

Roger has always been quite self-aware.

Thin lines of ink like spider webs immediately began to appear from where the wand had just touched it. The lines converge and intersect each other, extending to every corner of the parchment, detailing all the details of Hogwarts Castle and the various grounds. Numerous small ink dots with names are moving along the map.

The parchment was still very large when it was completely spread out, and it was time-consuming to find a specific person across the school, and Roger couldn't tell where he was at a glance.

So the man found the compass again, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then opened the lid, and after placing the position, the pointer pointed to the left side of the map, and the boy swept in the direction, and soon saw 'Barty Crouch' in Moody's office for the time being.

Roger didn't know about the spell that could confuse the Goblet of Fire, but someone knew, didn't he?

From Mr. Weasley's hasty handling of Moody's little trouble before school started, he knew that this Moody must be a Xibei product, and since Comrade Fu has planted chess pieces in Hogwarts as in the original book, then there is a good chance that our little Harry will be involved in the Triwizard Tournament to stir up troubled waters.

The time to sign up is only for the whole day tonight and tomorrow day, and after tomorrow's Halloween dinner, the Goblet of Fire will pick out the Warriors who will compete in the Triwizard Tournament, and Moody will inevitably make a move tonight... That's where Roche got a peep out of the horses.

But let's be honest, if you participate in this kind of small event, you will be called a 'warrior', and Roger thinks that the word 'warrior' is really cheap enough.

In the middle of the night, under Roger's watchful eye, 'Barty Crouch' began to move, and the map showed that he was not walking fast, but kept walking towards the auditorium.

The boy immediately got out of bed, picked up Harry's invisibility cloak that he had found in the spare time, draped it over his body, and put a few small pieces of parchment and mobile phone in his pocket and walked out of the dormitory.

"Nonsense!" came the password for the entrance to the cave in the seemingly empty lounge.

"Hmm... Hmm? Who is it in the middle of the night? Not... Forget it, let's get out..."The fat woman in the portrait gave way to the hole in a daze, leaned crookedly against the frame and fell asleep again.

Cloaked in invisibility, Roger made his way down the hall on the first floor without hindrance, the Goblet of Fire in the center of the Great Hall, on the same stool where the Sorting Hat was customary. A thin gold line was drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, and the cup was enclosed in the middle. I guess this is the age line drawn by Dumbledore himself.

Roger took out the phone, put on the battery and turned it on, for nearly two months, there was still a loss of power left in the battery that was deducted, and fortunately, the mobile phone in this era is outdated... If it is a smart phone, the power will not last for three days without turning it on.

Referring to the walking speed of 'Barty Crouch' on the map, Roger took the time to turn on the recording function of his mobile phone, and after slipping in the direction of the Goblet of Fire, he quickly ran in the opposite direction.

Moody's magic eye not only has a viewing angle of 360 degrees without dead ends, but also has a series of wonderful functions such as perspective and farsightedness.

To put it simply, the Cloak of Invisibility had no effect on him, and Roger couldn't spy on fake Moody's movements in the same way he eavesdropped outside Dumbledore's office.

Not only that, but he also had to run a little farther, Roger didn't know what the perspective distance of this magic eye was, and it was definitely impossible to penetrate several floors of floor slabs anyway.

If there is such a mouth, that fake can see the situation of the women's bathhouse while lying in his office, MD!

Not to mention that if this is the case, then Roger's series of small actions just now must have been discovered by Moody, out of acting or something else, this fake must have caught up and asked...

Roger looked down at the ink dots on the map of the living spots, and the direction of 'Barty Crouch' had not changed, so that hope was tied to the antique machine that Roger had seen.

In fact, within the confines of Hogwarts, all ordinary electrical appliances are unusable or even destroyed, and often the more sophisticated the instrument, the greater the damage.

The reason why Roger's antique machine can still work in the school is because during the summer vacation in the Burrow, Mr. Weasley, who is very obsessed with all kinds of Muggle equipment, is full of passion and studies several things that the boy brings with him 'thoroughly'. This includes, but is not limited to, two handhelds, a Walkman, several bottles of carbonated drinks, several pounds in denominations ranging from one to one hundred, and so on...