Harry Potter: Man at Hogwarts but no wand

"Wait a minute, you can't try to defeat a dark wizard by skipping breakfast, can you?!" Andy stuffed his mouth with sandwiches, glanced at Moody's wand, and naturally blocked it in front of Draco.

"So you really didn't have breakfast today?" Draco pulled away from him.

"Good guy, I'm eating. Can you skip the topic of breakfast?" Andy moved closer to the door and was about to slip away. He originally came to Justin to discuss alchemy, but he didn't expect it. I got up late and rushed over to see that it was already the Slytherin and Gryffindor classes.

"Get out of here." Draco and the three of them found a seat and sat down. Andy planned to visit Professor McGonagall.

"Imperio!" Moody chanted the spell the moment he pulled out the wand. The red-haired boy had already anticipated it and immediately flashed behind Moody and used a spell to knock him unconscious. However, the old Auror easily resisted: "You sneak attack I, this is no longer a lack of martial ethics, you are corrupting your martial ethics!"

"Sneak attack? Didn't you stare at my wand for a long time? Why didn't you use your special skills?" Moody's magic eye turned around and stared closely at Andy's left hand, covered with The scarred face looked even more twisted and weird: "Let your classmates learn about your great achievements in Austria or Devon? Come on, let them see it. I like practical teaching."

What the hell, Barty is crazy?Seriously?

"But, how can you protect so many students?"

"Want to leave a good impression in front of them? There are times when dark wizards are soft-hearted." Moody gritted his teeth and stuck out his tongue: "I want to catch you with my own hands."

Andy found that his good eye was looking at him, and he suddenly understood - this is forcing me, this fanatical admirer of Voldemort is really difficult, catch me?I think they want to seize evidence of my betrayal of Voldemort.As long as Andy hurts a student, he is completely on the opposite side of Hogwarts. If he doesn't, there must be something fishy.

The little wizards became nervous. They actually knew some rumors about Andy, and they also saw the magic power that suddenly surged to the level of Dumbledore on the first day of school.

But no one dared to say a word in the anxious atmosphere. Gryffindor Dean tried to stop the two of them, but was glared back by Moody's magic eye.

"Professor, why don't you use force in the classroom?" Parvati stood up, but Moody ignored him and closed the door with his wand.

Gore wanted to run to find the principal, but his nose was broken by the door that suddenly closed. He squatted on the ground covering his fat face and couldn't get up.

Sitting behind Ron, Malfoy knew that Andy did not have the potion now, and he would definitely die in a fight with Moody.

So he stood up abruptly and tried to speak more steadily: "The Ministry of Magic does not allow this kind of behavior. My father said that Dumbledore was really stupid, so he persuaded Principal Stroup to hire a mad murderer to teach. The board will tell Dumbledore—"

"Shut up, you want to threaten me?! Want to threaten me?!" Moody roared and rushed to the podium dragging his prosthetic leg: "I can tell you about your father, but it's not worth my life to scare you to death, kid. !”

But Draco obviously didn't understand Moody, let alone Barty Jr. He didn't expect this, and he sat on his chair in shock.

"Shattered to pieces!" Andy teleported to the side of Draco's desk, and with a spell, he sneak-attacked Moody and knocked him away. Moody smashed the window and fell downstairs, and Andy jumped out after him. into the classroom.

"Bloody hell!" Ron yelled in fright, and rushed to the broken window with Harry to look down. Others also clung to the window sill and looked outside. Sure enough, the two figures were gone.

"What are you doing!" Andy asked Barty Crouch Jr. angrily: "Are you doing this at Hogwarts? How can I obey orders and sneak into the Triwizard Tournament?"

"I would like to ask you what the hell you are doing." Fake Moody took a sip of the Polyjuice Potion from the wine bottle bitterly. His disguise time was about to come: "Stealing the Goblet of Fire? What the hell are you planning on doing?" .”

"What else? Do you expect Karkaroff, or me? Or do you throw Harry's name into some broken glass, and then reveal a lot of lies? What a careful plan, boy?"

Moody pulled out his wand and put it against Andy's face: "Speak clearly to me."

"You're a smart man. Needless to say, instead of spending a lot of time making a plan, it's better to let them take the initiative to push Harry out - I don't know what's going on with Beauxbatons, but Karkaroff is Our people.”

"You dare to say that you know nothing about Nico Flamel?"

"Good guys, they are all using each other's relationship. What can he tell me? Who knows I signed a bunch of damn unbreakable oaths!" Andy complained, but Barty Jr. obviously did not accept this: "It seems that you really have something." There’s a lot that’s left unsaid.”

"I'll report them one by one when I get back, okay?!"

Moody stuck out his tongue again: "I'm curious, why don't you just teleport Harry back? You - you have this ability."

"Do you think Dumbledore doesn't know that the master is at Malfoy Manor?" Andy smiled: "And do you think Harry Potter can be killed simply like this?"

"What do you know." The wand poked harder, making Andy's face hurt.

"I know, Voldemort knows." Andy took the risk and lied: "Master doesn't let me say it, of course he has his own reasons, otherwise he wouldn't go to such trouble to set up this trap."

Moody put down his wand dubiously. As expected, the only way to deal with him was to mention Voldemort.

"Okay, come on, let's fight and leave a trace, and then I'll run away quickly, or someone will become suspicious soon."

Moody nodded, took out his wand, and the two of them started a symbolic fight. Fortunately, they were far enough away from the castle that no one could see them.