Chapter 751: The expedition to the unjust world begins!After leaving the office at Hogwarts.

Harry was in a bad mood. As he was walking in the school corridor, he suddenly wanted to go outside to relax.

Although I knew that school rules did not allow it, I still did it.

Crossing the school lawn and leaving the dormitory, he wanted to go to the observatory to look at the stars.

I wonder if I will feel the presence of my parents by my side when I am closest to the sky.

Walking up the stairs, Harry entered the Astronomy Tower.

Harry was standing at the highest point, looking at the stars, when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

Turning around, Harry saw the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Mad-Eye Moody, appear behind him.

"Professor Moody?"

"You should understand, Harry, that the observatory is a restricted area. If I wasn't on duty here and another teacher found you, you would definitely be put in detention."

Moody didn't seem to blame him for breaking into the observatory. Instead, he smiled at him kindly and walked over.

"Sorry, Professor Moody, I just wanted to see the stars."

Moody nodded. "I understand, Harry. I like looking at the stars, too. I remember someone saying: Where your feet can't reach, your eyes can; where your eyes can't reach, your spirit can."

“We cannot reach the distant starry sky with our feet, but only with our imagination. So we place all our spirits and beauty on it, imagining that our loved ones or lost family members are watching us from above.”

Harry was touched to see that Professor Moody not only did not blame him but also talked to him.

"Thank you, Professor Moody."

Harry was silent for a while, then mustered up the courage to ask him, "Professor Moody, did you know that Tom met a mysterious person on the alien planet?"

"I know that Tom and Loki fought off the You-Know-Who, so Padraic and Dumbledore insisted on giving them high scores, but this kind of thing is not suitable to be announced, otherwise it will only cause panic."

In the scoring session after the second level of the day, Tom and Loki scored the highest, and Wanda was third.

In the end, the reason Dumbledore gave was that the two were the bravest and they stayed behind to protect the other warriors.

"I remembered something about the Death Eaters."

Harry stood in the observatory and suddenly realized something.

"There is a Death Eater in Hogwarts. It was him, this Death Eater who put my name into the Goblet of Fire and deliberately let me participate in the competition last!"

Harry figured out who had put his name in there.

"Calm down, Harry, I know who that Death Eater is."

Moody told him calmly.

"Karkaroff? Right?"

Harry said anxiously, "That's him. He used to be a Death Eater, and the way he looked at me was full of something wrong. It was him!"

"Professor Karkaroff?"

Moody smiled oddly, "No, not him, Harry, and I think Karkaroff has already fled by now, as he felt the Dark Mark burning on his arm. He betrayed many of the Dark Lord's loyal supporters and dared not go to see them but I doubt he will go far, the Dark Lord has ways of tracking his enemies."

"Karkaroff is gone? So he didn't put my name in the Goblet of Fire?"

Harry asked in confusion, isn't it Karkaroff?

"No."

Moody's expression suddenly became serious, and he said to him slowly: "It wasn't him, Harry, it was me."

Harry was stunned when he heard what he said.

He took a step back, an expression of disbelief on his face.

"No! No!"

"No!"

Harry looked at him in astonishment, "You can't be professor without you, stop kidding!"

"It is indeed me, Harry."

Moody said as his magical eyes turned to the staircase entrance to the observatory, where the door was already closed.

Harry knew he was preventing himself from suddenly running away.

At the same time, Moody slowly pulled out his wand from his arms and pointed it at Harry.

"I never thought, Harry, that we would become enemies, but such is the helpless fate."

Moody asked him, "He forgave them, didn't he? Forgive those Death Eaters who were on the loose, who escaped Azkaban?"

"What, I. I don't understand what you mean?"

Harry stammered.

He looked at the wand in Moody's hand, pointed at him.

No, it's not true, it's just a lame joke, it has to be.

"Let me ask you, Harry."

Moody said to him calmly, "Has he forgiven those scum who never looked for him? Those traitors, cowards, they didn't even dare to go to Azkaban for him, those disloyal and despicable things, they had the guts to wear masks and make trouble at the Quidditch World Cup, but after seeing the Dark Mark I launched, they all slipped away."

"You fired it, Professor Moody. I don't understand what you are talking about."

Harry was even more confused. "I told you, Harry. I told you, and I told you very clearly, if there is anything I hate more than anything, it is to have a Death Eater at large, who betrayed my Master when he needed them most. I want him to punish them, I want him to torture them."

"Tell me, did Tom tell you that he tortured them, Harry?"

A nervous smile suddenly appeared on Moody's face.

Harry shook his head frantically, "No, you didn't. No, it can't be you!"

"Then you are wrong."

Moody shook his head. "Who put your name in the Goblet of Fire? It was me. I was the one who was behind you and helped you to avoid being eliminated. It was me."

Moody's magical eye turned back to stare at Harry.

His crooked mouth opened and he smiled at Harry.

"My plan at first was you, but when the Padrick family got involved, no one expected that Raven and the others would be so powerful that I almost didn't even have the ability to interfere."

"But later I still knew the content of the second level and informed him in advance. My master told me that he was interested in you, Harry, but he was more interested in another Tom, because that was him, when he was young. So this time the Dark Lord targeted Tom, and you escaped."

Moody's wand was still pointed at Harry's heart.

Behind him, in the mirror on the wall, there seemed to be a blurry shadow swaying.

"The Dark Lord didn't care about you, but I know he always wanted to kill you. If I did such a thing, how would he reward me? Harry, I gave you to him. Think about it, if I did it for him, how would he reward me?"

"I gave you to him. You were one of the things he wanted most. Then I killed you for him. I will get more honor than any other Death Eater. I will become his most beloved confidant, closer than his son."

Moody said, his normal eye bulging.

His magical eyes were fixed on Harry, and a mad smile appeared on his face.

Being pointed at by the other party's wand, Harry knew that he didn't have time to take out his wand.

"You know what? Harry, the Dark Lord and I have a lot in common."

Moody looked completely out of control, and he spoke down to him, "For example, we all had very disappointing fathers, extremely disappointing fathers, Harry, and we all inherited our father's name with disgrace, and we all happily, very happily, killed our fathers to ensure the Dark Lord's rule!"

"You are crazy!"

Hearing that the other party had killed his father, Harry looked at him in shock and couldn't help but say: "You are crazy! How dare you do this!"

"Am I crazy?"

Moody raised his voice loudly, with uncontrollable anger in his voice, "Very good, Harry, let's wait and see! See who is crazy, the Dark Lord has returned, and I will assist him, Harry Potter, you didn't conquer him, Tom Padrick didn't conquer him, now, I will conquer you!"

Moody pointed his wand at him and opened his mouth to release the magic.

Harry responded as well, quickly thrusting his hands into his robes in preparation for a counterattack.

With a blinding silver light and a loud noise of breaking wood, the door of the observatory was suddenly opened.

Someone Harry didn't expect - Peter, suddenly appeared behind Moody.

Immediately afterwards, silver energy suddenly hit Moody from behind.

Moody groaned, was thrown flying, hit the wall, and then slowly slid down from it.

Peter walked up to Moody with an expressionless face, looked down at him who was in a coma, and then turned his body over with his foot.

"Mr. Peter!"

Harry saw Peter appear and walked over excitedly.

Peter looked up at Harry and placed his hand on his shoulder, "Are you okay, Harry?"

"I'm fine, thank you, Mr. Peter. If it weren't for you, I might have really been killed by him."

Harry thanked Peter gratefully.

Mr. Peter always appears in time when I am in danger.

He understood Hermione a little now.

No wonder Hermione is so dependent on Mr. Peter.

Mr. Peter can indeed give people enough sense of security and protect him and Hermione like a father.

"You're welcome, Harry."

Peter turned his gaze towards Moody, "Also, this guy isn't Moody, he's pretending."

"Who is he, sir?"

"Barty Crouch Jr."

The next day.

Padraic Farm.

Because he handed "Mad-Eye Moody" to Dumbledore last night and watched him "torture" him with truth serum, he came back too late, which made Bombshell very dissatisfied.

Baobao wanted to talk to him, so he sneaked into his room, but ended up spending the whole night alone in the empty room.

After Baobao came downstairs angrily, he saw Peter frowning and seemed to be worried, so he asked him, "What's wrong, Dad? Is it the Voldemort thing that bothers you?"

"No, it's not."

Peter shook his head and picked up Boom-Boom, "I received a distress signal from Leila."

(End of this chapter)