Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

Claire roughly told the whole story, but she was very smart and skipped Mr. Mason, Elliot Hill's yeast recipe, and what she and Gray did to collect materials, and perfectly revised it into: Hogwarts suddenly set The crystal science course attracted the attention of the French gang, who began to try to track down Gray in order to find the Elixir yeast. At the same time, Claire, who had frequent contacts with him recently (of course because of the so-called research on crystal stones and herbal medicine) , was successfully identified as a person who could threaten Gray, so tonight's attack was possible.Finally, she emphasized in passing that this French gang once threatened the famous alchemist Nicolas Flamel.

Gray was surprised after hearing this, how on earth Claire was able to adapt the story without blinking.Tonks on the side had already widened her eyes and began to complain that Claire didn't tell her earlier that she always hoped that she could be of some help.

"I know." Moody seemed to be thinking about something, "I'll talk to Rufus again."

"Then what should he do?" Tonks pointed to Codori, who was already sleeping in the corner. "We can wake him up, lift the Imperius Curse, and ask him what he saw."

"Chapter 1 of the Auror Manual, Tonks." Moody immediately stopped Tonks' idea.

"'Keep the arrested person in his most original state and hand it over to the Judicial Department for recording and processing,' right?" Tonks blurted out, "But, he is in front of us now, maybe he has really seen something? For example? The look of a murderer? Since when have you behaved so well, Mad-Eye!"

"As a qualified Auror, this is necessary! It's not that I have to abide by the rules!" Moody said gruffly, turning his magic eyes to the door, "It's because the situations in various departments of the Ministry of Magic are very complicated, and sooner or later you have to Understand that not everything you want to do can be done.”

"Okay," Tonks pouted, "Then let Arnold handle it."

"Excuse me, everyone." Arnold opened the door a crack and leaned half of his body in. "I will never interrupt your late-night chat with old friends. Although I also want to join, can you please allow me to take that person away? ? Just treat me as passing by."

"Just for you!" Tonks said, "Go and take him away for questioning."

Finally, Arnold waved his wand and used a levitating spell to take Cordoli away.

"I'll hurry up Arnold," Tonks said.

"But I think you should tell him less, right?" Gray couldn't help but say, "He is really too tight-lipped."

Tonks tilted her head: "He really can't keep his mouth shut. Even I know that Mr. Weasley smuggled a Muggle car engine home the day before yesterday."

Gray now felt that half of the basis for Mr. Weasley's punishment might have leaked from Arnold's mouth.

"You must tell me! As a friend, I will do my best!" Tonks finally asked.

"It's time to go, Tonks, if you still want to catch up with the night combat training." Moody limped toward the door, "During this period, you must pay attention to safety and stay vigilant at all times!"

Tonks gave Gray and Claire a hug respectively, followed Moody, opened the door and left.They were the only two people left in the messy hall.

"Who wrote the letter?" Claire asked immediately.

"An unsigned note." Gray stretched out his left hand. Only then did he realize that his left hand had not let go since he had just received the note. The note had been crumpled, "It's very It could have been written by Pell.”

"So when you saw the note, you rushed here immediately?" Claire asked with interest.

"Of course!" Gray was frightened when he recalled what he had just said.

Claire nodded slightly, as if confirming him.

"I'm wondering, what's his purpose for doing this..." Claire said, "Just to lure you here and tell us his name? Tell us that he's been being watched?"

The French gang could have continued their plan silently, but they chose to do this.If you confess some information to the enemy and tell your name, then this means a declaration of war, and even reveals a sense of arrogance and arrogance.

"We don't know where he is hiding." Gray hated this feeling of the enemy being in the dark and the other in the open. He wished he could find out the hiding coward now. "The most ridiculous thing is that we still have to follow the rules. The original plan was to leave. If he really showed up, I would definitely beat him half to death..."

Claire sighed, then raised her wand and cast a spell to heal the wound on her forehead.

"I think you should save your worries and find him first." She said, "I will continue to pay attention to the movements of the Ministry of Magic. By the way, the polyjuice potion will be successful in about three days. Then we will look at the place. See……"

"I think it's better to find an unusual place. Meet you at Hogsmeade Station in three days. I will take you somewhere to discuss the plan, and then go find the hunter."

"No problem. In my opinion, those students' crystal classes will be suspended for a while." Claire restored the bookshelf to its original state, "Then, it's getting late, I should go home."

"I'll take you home." Gray said without hesitation.

"All you need to do is walk outside the door and do another 'Apparition' technique - then you don't need an escort, right?"

"If you want me to have a good night's sleep, please cooperate."

"You are really stubborn," Claire shook her head, "Sometimes I really don't know if you are really stupid or just pretending."

"What... what do you mean?"

While the two were talking, they had already walked to the flat ground outside the door.

"Means nothing."

Claire grabbed his hand tightly, and before Gray could react, he was already on a neatly paved gravel path without a single weed. The path led to a light gray-green building with a symmetrical structure directly in front. There is a spire and a hundred windows above. Although this house is not an exaggerated manor villa, the structure is very grand. In the open space on the right, there is a greenhouse that looks like Hogwarts.

"Don't be surprised by it, Gray." Claire said, "I believe a Hogwarts professor should be well-informed, right?"

Gray came back to his senses. Claire was looking at him with a proud attitude, but he only noticed a wound on her face. It was very conspicuous by the street light at the door. It was very thin. The blood had solidified. It should be The glass of the bookshelf was scratched just now.

"Wait, you didn't handle it properly."

Gray raised the wand to her cheek, put most of the wand into his cuff, and held the part near the cut of the wand with his hand, leaving only the tip exposed.

"Healing as ever."

The wound healed.

"Okay, you finally have some enlightenment." Claire raised her eyebrows.

"You are too careless." Gray put away his wand, but saw Claire roll her eyes.

"As Mr. Moody said, we have to be vigilant at all times." Claire regained her seriousness. "You can no longer be as dismissive as before. Their target is us. This is now clear. You told me before that we This is done to find the Elixir yeast, and also to lure them out..."

"I understand, so the fighting may start at any time," Gray said, "because we don't know how far the French gang will go before they come out."

Claire looked at him seriously and nodded.

"Ahem," a vicissitudes of voice appeared, "Maybe I came at the wrong time, but I saw that you two have been standing at the door for a long time, and you are a little worried about what happened."

Both of them turned their heads and looked at the front room. Gray saw a tall, thin, white-haired old man with a slight stoop, standing motionless in the middle of the path on crutches.