“The assessment of candidate warriors will be conducted next week, and the deans will compile the list of students from each college who are willing to participate in the assessment tomorrow morning. Well, it is already late, so you can be energetic and clear-headed tomorrow morning It’s very important to walk into class safely. Go to bed! Hurry!”
After talking about the usual topics about campus security, Dumbledore waved his hand to reopen the closed door of the auditorium. Then he stood up and led the professors out of their seats. The students also stood up one after another. , accompanied by chattering discussions, swarms of swarms rushed to the doors corresponding to the passages of their respective lounges…
“I bet that the candidates for the Warriors will definitely be among those who participated in the experiment organized by Dumbledore last year… So we seem to have an advantage?”
After bringing the freshmen to the door of the lounge as in previous years and teaching them the correct way to open the door of the lounge, a group of Hufflepuff veterans lay comfortably around the fire in the common room. On the warm yellow sofa, I began to think about the future – now the prefect responsible for providing popular science knowledge to the freshmen has become Cedric, and this year’s freshmen are also very good, and several of them have realized the true meaning of jealousy on their own. Usage, it seems that the recipes at the Hufflepuff Tea Party are expected to be expanded…
“Seems to be.”
Someone responded to what the previous student said: “Among the seven people that time, two were from our Hufflepuffs, Ken and Rolf who had graduated, and among the rest there were several seventh-year students. They have graduated now… It seems that only three of the seven are still in school, and the remaining two guys don’t look like they can compete.”
“Don’t underestimate the newly promoted sixth graders.”
A student who had just entered the sixth grade smiled and shook his head: “I heard that the method of selecting warriors for the Triwizard Tournament is quite ancient and mysterious. There are almost no fixed standards at all… Maybe someone else just chose them in such a muddle. What about Cedric? I think Cedric is pretty good – do you think his grades in every final exam have ever fallen from first place?”
“And don’t forget, no matter what you say, I have been in a coma for more than four months. I just woke up a while ago, and I am definitely still very weak now. It is too unkind to force me to participate in such an intense and dangerous activity… …By the way, have you seen Ken?”
“Eh?”
The people who were forgetfully chatting realized that someone seemed to be missing among them.
“I just saw him coming when I came back from the queue… Where has he been?”
“Forget it, doesn’t he always come and go without a trace? He probably went to the school hospital to get medicine.”
“But it’s been so long, and it’s almost curfew now…”
…
“Sizzling Bee Candy?”
“Bloody lollipop?”
“Pile of cockroaches?”
“Chocolate frog?”
“Bibi’s all-flavored beans?”
“Sour soda?”
…
“Come on, take your time and guess.”
At the door of the principal’s office, the stone beast, which had long been disgusted with relying on Dumbledore’s habit of guessing passwords, looked at Avada’s sad face and gloated and mocked: “There aren’t many desserts in the world anyway. , there are only tens of thousands of them in total, sooner or later I will be able to guess them all…”
“…”
Seeing the stone beast looking like it was sure to eat him, Avada leaned against the wall and gave up struggling completely.
‘Why couldn’t Dumbledore exercise his curiosity and call me into his office to inquire about the soul knowledge I had gained while I was recovering? ’
He thought depressingly: ‘In this way, I can also get the password from the principal’s office and enter at any time in a dignified manner, instead of telling a ghost stone beast the name of the dish like now… By the way, what is the dessert this time? ’
‘Forget it, just wait until Professor Flitwick comes back and ask him. If it doesn’t work, just ask a portrait to help you and go to the principal’s office to inform him. But this seems to run the risk of exposing the secret. After all, this problem involves a certain person. A very prestigious professor and Dumbledore’s trusted old friend… By the way, can this fake Moody see my real name on the student list this time? ’
“Huh? Ken?”
Suddenly, a familiar old voice sounded from behind him, making his face freeze.
Then, when I looked back, I saw that it was Dumbledore who had just come up from the stairs and was walking towards the principal’s office…
He has never returned to the principal’s office before.
“Ahem, I just talked with Professor Moody for a while.”
Looking at Avada with a desperate look on his face and the stone beast with a rather twisted smile, he immediately guessed what happened just now, and stroked his beard helplessly: “You have something to do with me? Come on in first. Yeah…Toffee-flavored Bibi Multi-flavored Beans.”
Rumble…
Following Dumbledore’s casual thought, the wall behind the stone beast suddenly rumbled apart to both sides, revealing the spiraling stairs. Avada was stunned to see it.
Is Dumbledore now so crazy that he demands specific flavors? ?
How can this make him wantonly guess passwords in the future?
“What makes you come to me at this time must be something quite urgent and important.”
After sitting in the chair behind the desk in the principal’s office again, Dumbledore pushed up his half-moon glasses, put his arms on the table, and crossed his ten fingers – he still remembered the student in front of him last time After coming to him to provide information at this time, it didn’t take long for him to be kicked out of his position as principal, and he was given an unbreakable oath.
“Did you predict anything again?”
He asked with a serious tone and tried to remain calm, hoping that he would not bring extra pressure to the students in front of him.
“It’s not a prediction, Professor, it’s something I observed myself.”
Avada shook her head, and the worry in her eyes became a little more intense – he observed that Dumbledore didn’t have any guesses or judgments about what he was about to say.
In other words, it is very possible that he really does not know that Alastor Moody who entered the school this time is fake…
“……You know,”
He organized his words before speaking carefully: “I was born with a special sense of spiritual power – and two years ago I discovered that I can see through a certain degree of disguise through this sense. For example, the Christmas before last When Harry used Polyjuice Potion to disguise himself as me, I could clearly sense the incompatibility between his body and mind, and this incongruity was almost unique to the appearance disguise…”
“And just now, at the opening banquet, I felt the same sense of dissonance in the new professor again… Do you have any clues?”
He paused, watching Dumbledore’s reaction nervously.
“oh?”
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise at first, but then his original serious expression disappeared and he revealed a plain smile: “I didn’t expect you could even see this – don’t worry, I I’ve been aware of this for a long time.”
“The real Moody…”
“Oh, I guess we can talk about something else for now.”
Uncharacteristically, he interrupted Avada’s question: “Now that you have discovered this…then I think I can now feel comfortable saying some things that I was hesitant to tell you.”
