In the office, Dumbledore, wearing reading glasses, was looking through a letter.
Wu Ming and Hermione stood together, teasing Dumbledore's pet, the magical phoenix Fawkes.
"Ron, when was this letter sent?" Behind the desk, Dumbledore lowered his head and asked in a heavy tone.
In front of the desk, Ron, who was a little nervous, was standing there at a loss, and quickly replied: "Three hours ago, I used my mother's owl."
Ron answered quickly, and later he couldn't help but ask: "Professor, is my father in danger?"
"Not sure yet!"
Dumbledore shook his head slightly, looked at Wu Ming who was teasing Fox, and said, "It's Arthur's handwriting, and he was very anxious when he wrote it, and many of the words he used were wrong."
"That's normal, maybe..."
Before he finished his sentence, Wu Ming frowned and stopped teasing Fox: "Ron, please go out first."
"Okay, okay professor." Ron glanced at Hermione who stayed behind and left reluctantly.
After Ron left, Wu Ming continued: "Our dear Mr. Weiss, the purpose of sending this letter may be to convey his last words. Although it is not certain yet, but..."
...boom...
The fireplace in the room spurted out a stream of flames, interrupting Wu Ming's next words.
Dumbledore raised his head slightly, indicating to Wu Ming that he would talk later, and looked at the burning flames of the fireplace.
"Dumbledore, you'd better give me an answer. I'm on vacation in Iceland!"
Accompanied by a desperate sound, the flame in the fireplace quickly extinguished, and a figure walked out of it.
This figure, holding a wooden staff in his hand and wearing a shabby leather coat, looked to be in his fifties or sixties.
"Welcome, my old friend, Mad-Eye...Moody!" Dumbledore smiled, stood up from his chair, and made a welcoming gesture.
"Don't do this, I'm not used to hugging others!"
Moody limped two steps quickly, and the magic eye on his left eye scanned the surroundings frantically, as if looking for an enemy.
"Who is this, the new Order member?"
Moody's magic eye rested on Wu Ming, and little Hermione beside him was ignored mercilessly by him.
Seeing that she was being ignored, Hermione couldn't help coughing dryly, trying to indicate her presence.
Moody turned around slightly after hearing the sound, showed a ferocious smile to Hermione, and said urgently: "Don't try to attract my attention, if this was in an alley, I would attack without hesitation!
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During his long career as an Auror, Moody developed a conditioned reflex to pull out his wand at every sign of trouble.
Because of this, many Death Eaters regard him as a madman. There are even rumors that even other Aurors need to subconsciously keep their distance when acting together with Moody, otherwise they are likely to be accidentally injured by the other party.
It has to be said that this is a veteran strong man with late-stage occupational disease and high mental stress.
Hermione also knew that the other party was not lying, so she could only turn her head angrily and stopped trying to exchange a few words with Moody.
"Stranger, what's your name?" Moody ignored Hermione's arrogance and glanced at Wu Ming crazily, lingering on Wu Ming's magic ring for a long time.
Wu Ming looked down at his ring. He could feel Moody's magic eyes, which seemed to have some kind of detection ability, so he said: "My name is Wu Ming. Nice to meet you, Alastor Moody."
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Aratos, the name of the Greek god of revenge, also foreshadows Moody's character.
In the Harry Potter book, after Dumbledore's death, it was Moody who propped up the Order of the Phoenix.
Even, in the final chapter of the Harry Potter series, the Fallen Warrior.
Members of the Order of the Phoenix used Polyjuice Potion to create seven identical Harrys to escape Voldemort's pursuit.
Among them, Voldemort believes that only the best people can protect the real Harry Potter. This person is not the one who protects the Muggle Prime Minister and later became the Minister of Magic. Nor is he able to transform into a werewolf and interact with Harry's father.
Instead of the rebellious Lupine, it was Moody who looked a little crazy.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Just after introducing each other, three more flames came from the fireplace, and three wizards walked out of it.
The first one to come out was the big man Lupine.
The second person to come out was Kingsley, who was protecting the Muggle Prime Minister.
The third one is Mundungus who collects intelligence.
"What happened? Why did you use the emergency call order? I am a businessman, time..."
"Shut up, Mundungus!"
When Mundungus came out and complained, Moody knocked on the wooden stick in his hand and interrupted the other party's speech.
Mundungus wanted to fight back when he heard the sound, but when he saw Moody's darting eyes, he swallowed back everything he wanted to say.
...click...
Before anyone could talk about anything, the door to the principal's office opened with the sound of the door opening.
Everyone in the room turned to look at the door, and saw Professor McGonagall, Snape, and Hagrid walking in, followed by Sirius Black.
"Everyone, please sit down. It looks like everyone is here!"
Dumbledore spoke at the right time, causing everyone to be stunned.
Among them, Lupine couldn't help but speak and whispered: "Arthur Weissley, he hasn't arrived yet, has he?"
"No need to wait for him, Arthur..."
...whoosh...
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 came out.
"Arthur, you are late."
Lupine, who had the best relationship with Arthur, stepped forward and joked with a smile.
Arthur Wesley smiled bitterly, raised his eyes and glanced at the members of the Order of the Phoenix present, and finally landed on Dumbledore.
"professor..."
Arthur's eyes were full of misery, and his tone became choked: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The scene was in an uproar. Compared to Arthur's apology, many people had no idea what happened.
Seeing this scene, Dumbledore waved his hand to suppress everyone's surprise.
After a moment, Dumbledore spoke with difficulty and whispered: "Arthur, you..."
I wanted to ask the other party if he had betrayed, but the word betrayal was on his lips, but Dumbledore couldn't say it.
"What happened? What happened to you, Arthur? What happened to the professor?" Kingsley was full of questions. He was able to protect the Muggle Prime Minister, and his political vision was definitely not low.
But even with his political literacy, he still felt confused, let alone others.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to everyone. I don't want to betray the Order of the Phoenix, but Charlie is in their hands, and I have no choice!" Arthur Weissley cried. It's hard for you to imagine a middle-aged man, a wealthy man.
The father of seven children will have moments when he holds his head and cries.
At this moment, Arthur burst into tears.
The only thing he can do is shake his head and say sorry, even three words of sorry are the cheapest products in life.
"Arthur, is it really you?" Dumbledore said in a low tone, with a look of heartache in his eyes.
Arthur wiped his tears with his hands and choked out: "It was me, it was I who leaked the news last night to Voldemort!"
"Why?"
Dumbledore asked again, but this time Arthur did not answer, but took out a box from his hand.
The next second, the box slowly opened, and inside was a severed finger and a strand of brown hair.