The battle between Professor Bryan and Professor Moody took place in the foyer of the auditorium before dinner, and many young wizards witnessed the battle, and the young wizards who missed the highlights also learned about it during the discussion during dinner.

The students no longer focus on what exactly caused the conflict between the two professors, but are instead interested in the duel itself. No one will be surprised that the winner of this conflict is Professor Blahn, who has had so many impressive performances in the past two years, and it would be an incredible thing if he lost a conflict with someone else.

Professor Moody was not seen at the faculty table, and one would think he was too embarrassed to show up if he lost the duel with Professor Blaine, but Neville, who was out of breath and returning from a Quidditch run, told the big guys that Professor Moody was patrolling the campus.

"No wonder Daddy thinks so highly of Professor Moody--" Ron said to the people around him, "you know what I mean! ”

"No one will not understand, little fool." George said kindly.

Harry stared down at the pattern on the silver cup in front of him, looking preoccupied.

"What are you thinking, Harry?" Hermione could see that Harry was in a bad mood and quietly asked, "Is it because of Professor Bryan helping Malfoy?" ”

"I don't understand--" Harry said as if to open the conversation,

"Did you hear the female reporter named Skeeter in the Daily Prophet, the Ministry of Magic still thinks Bertha Jorkins is just missing, but how could that be? They had already captured the woman named Cleona with the help of Professor Blaine, and if they had interrogated them, they should have known that Voldemort had killed her, and they still claimed that Cleona and the masked men were in the same group, but they didn't know each other, even if they got it in the wrong direction. But Professor Bryan knew everything, but—"

"Oh, shut up, Harry!"

Hermione had been listening patiently, but she suddenly interrupted Harry's confusion and looked nervously at the upper side of the auditorium, "Professor Brian is here!" ”

"Alastor has fought evil all his life, and as you can see, he himself has been persecuted many times in this long struggle, Amosta--"

No one had reported to Dumbledore what had happened in the foyer earlier, but when he descended from his office to the Great Hall, he had already known all about it, and he patiently comforted Amosta,

"He has a low tolerance for certain behaviors, and of course, the way he uses magic to punish young wizards is indeed inappropriate, but that doesn't mean that he lacks the ability to control his emotions and is unstable, as you might think."

"Hehe, our beloved headmaster has always been very accommodating to people with special talents—"

Amosta didn't speak, but Snape, who heard the comments, smiled sarcastically,

"But be careful, Amosta, that madman treats everyone as a dark wizard other than Dumbledore, your good reputation has no value in his eyes, and maybe he'll ask for a search of your office and suitcase next—"

Amosta looked at Professor Snape in surprise,

"Why, Professor Moody made such a request to you?"

Snape pursed his thin lips and his face darkened, and Dumbledore obviously knew about it, and he didn't seem surprised, just looked at Professor Snape slightly apologetically,

"I've stressed to Alastor that you can be trusted, Severus."

"Oh, it's an honor to have your trust, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Snape coldly threw out a sentence.

Neither Amosta nor Professor Snape would change their personal opinion of Mad-Eye Moody because of his few words, and Dumbledore knew this, so he sighed helplessly and stopped talking.

The atmosphere at the faculty table was a bit stiff, and Amosta didn't like to be in this kind of atmosphere, so after wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin, she got up and left the table.

Instead of returning to his office, he walked down the auditorium to the Gryffindor table.

Wherever he passed, the discussion at the table seemed to be silenced by a silent spell, and the young wizards cast curious glances at him.

"Is it convenient to say something, Harry?"

Amosta said as she stood behind Harry.

"Oh, of course, Professor Blaine!" Harry hurriedly got up and said.

"And you, Hermione, I have something to ask you for too, come to my office--"

Amosta said as she looked at Hermione, who was pouring gravy over the roasted potatoes with her head down, but pricked up her ears.

Hermione and Harry both hurriedly got up and followed Professor Bryan to the foyer, across the table, and Ron, who found that he had not received a greeting, put down the dishes in disappointment, looked at the three people who had left, and puffed out his cheeks.

Although it was only September, at Hogwarts, which was between the mountains and black waters, after dark, the late autumn wind was already wandering in the ancient castle, and Harry and Hermione were getting goosebumps in their faces, and the change in climate had almost no effect on a powerful wizard like Amosta.

As he walked through the corridor on the second floor, he paused in the corridor on the second floor, pointed to the wide grass, squinted his eyes for a few seconds, and then walked away again.

"Professor Moody--" Harry spotted a limping figure on the playground by the light of Hagrid's hut, and whispered to Hermione in surprise, "He's still on patrol?" ”

They were already familiar with Professor Blaine's office, and they didn't need to be instructed, and once they entered, Harry and Hermione walked to the couch by themselves, and Professor Bryan sat down beside them without returning to his desk.

"That's--" Amosta looked at Harry, "I met Sirius in Hogsmeade this afternoon. ”

Harry's eyes immediately widened in anticipation.

Amosta leaned into the soft sofa and said with a smile,

"There are two main reasons for him to come, first, I hope I can convey his apologies on my behalf, which is about the quarrel you had during the summer vacation."

"Why didn't he tell me personally?" Harry said indignantly.

"Ho-ho, I didn't ask--" Amosta smiled meaningfully at Harry, who had a bit of a rebellious teenage episode between his eyebrows, "but it's probably the same reason you don't want to apologize to him personally." ”

Harry, blushing, pretended not to notice Hermione covering her mouth and snickering, and he hurriedly changed the subject,

"What's the second thing, Professor Blaine?"

"The second thing doesn't really have anything to do with you, but I think that since Sirius is your godfather, you have a right to know that, too--"

Amosta restrained his smile and said calmly,

"Sirius has decided to join the Ministry of Magic and become an Auror, you know what an Auror is, Harry, Professor Moody did it before he retired."

Harry nodded subconsciously, but when he really realized what he had heard, he immediately opened his mouth wide and gasped in surprise,

"Sirius becomes an Auror?! How could he, how could he have thought of doing this! ”

"It's not surprising, Sirius is an energetic and magically skilled adult wizard, and now that he's cleared his name, it's only natural to find a job to show his worth, think Headmaster Dumbledore, who is still giving himself more than a hundred and ten years old."

"But--"

Harry closed his open mouth, his turquoise eyes glinting with worry in the bright yellow light.

The Aurors are a profession that fights dark wizards, and how dangerous this job is, from Professor Moody, Harry can get an intuitive feeling that Sirius is not Professor Bryan or Professor Dumbledore, and can handle anything. Like the three masked wizards who appeared in their box on the night of the Quidditch final night, Sirius had a hard time dealing with them, and even if it wasn't for Cleona's help, he would most likely have met with misfortune that night!

Harry suddenly felt an urgency in his heart, and hurried back to his dormitory to write a letter to Sirius, urging him to choose carefully, but on second thought, since Sirius had made a decision, he should support it.

Two thoughts were fighting in Harry's mind, and for a moment he couldn't make a decision.

Amosta didn't say anything more to Harry, but looked directly at Hermione,

"Hermione, I came to you to find out how everyone's training is doing in the course so far?"

(End of chapter)