Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 249: Poor beetle

"Quickly tell me, what did you add to the compound decoction? My dear partner?" Moody asked the boy in front of him with some eagerness.

In Moody's office, he was talking gruffly to a teenager.

"Although the curved wine bottle allows me to replenish the compound decoction on time and cover up my identity by the way, I still think it is not safe enough." He went on, then coughed heavily and glanced at it. A clock hung on the bookshelf, took out the brown curved wine bottle, shook the liquid in it, and looked at it with his magical scary eye.

"Of course it was fooling them." The boy Moody was staring at responded to him at this time.

The boy is naturally not someone else. It was Malfoy who used the compound decoction in the second project.

Malfoy stood up casually from the chair he was sitting on, walked to Moody's side, and pushed the wine bottle Moody had placed on the table back in front of him.

"I got news about the second project from Ludo Bagman a long time ago, so I was prepared. As for the compound decoction, it was natural to prevaricate what they said." Malfoy shrugged. Half-truth explained.

"Okay." Moody smashed his mouth and said disappointedly, "I thought I could drink less of this nasty thing, but I didn't expect to have to continue."

Suddenly, Moody's brows frowned, and he saw a small red flag on his desk starting to circle around.

"Yes, so... how did you get rid of Dumbledore's hypnosis?" He quickly returned to normal, his brows stretched, he stopped looking at the banner, and instead seemed to think of something. Suddenly looking at Malfoy with his penetrating eyes, where people were puzzled, he asked intermittently.

"Are you underestimating me?" Malfoy squinted at him. "If you are defensive, the old man's hypnosis can't do anything to me, let alone show his gentleness. After all, it is hypnotizing the hostages. It’s not easy for him to be too heavy, right?"

"Okay." Moody scratched his chin, agreeing with Malfoy's statement.

"By the way, I may also have a clue about the third project.?" Moody put the curved bottle into his cuff at this time, and said to Malfoy triumphantly.

"They trust me very much. It is so convenient to have such an identity. They will ask me for advice on almost any security issue. From the first to the second time, I can always advance Learn about the game."

Moody showed his row of rotten teeth that were missing a few leaks, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

Before Malfoy could respond to him, Moody started chattering again. If anyone who knew him was here, he would be surprised. He was always unsmiling and wary with a hideous face. Moody, the crazy-eyed man, would actually treat a student. in this way.

"I gave the savior too much help before, and I helped him a lot with the information I got before." He began to count his five fingers.

"First, the intelligence of the fire dragon. It seems that their students are still a bit advanced and have found a lot of ways to deal with it. The hybrid giant also played a role and saved me a little bit."

"It's not a bad thing if the salvation chief really died under the mouth of the fire dragon, but unfortunately, he still needs the plan to come in handy." Moody sighed and said regretfully.

A whistling voice came from the door of the office, and Moody's magic eye glanced in that direction.

"As for the second project, I really spent too much time in order to remind him without showing any traces."

"I deliberately mentioned scuba and gills in front of his companions, and I deliberately reminded him himself. Of course, I didn’t think I could let him go smoothly, and I did some small things in the lake. Hands and feet, it seems that the female student at Boothbarton should have picked up some cheap. The savior and the Durmstrang warrior have been entangled for a lot of time."

"This is great. It is too conspicuous to be suspicious. The mediocre savior has performed brilliantly. That's too suspicious, isn't it?"

"But make sure he passes the game." Moody patted his forehead, making a distressed expression.

"But now, the top priority is to welcome one of our uninvited guests."

Moody's voice tightened abruptly, and at the same time he stood up from his desk and limped to the door. He seemed to see the crack in the door outside.

"Hey, why is there a beetle here?" He pretended to be surprised, and step by step towards a black beetle lying on the floor.

Malfoy raised his brows when he heard the words, his eyes followed Moody's and looked over.

The beetle knew that someone had spotted him at this time, and began to drive its strong thick legs to flee, panicking to get into the gap between the bookcase on the side and the ground. It thought it was just a whim of the old man. Just hide Go where he can't catch, and the man will lose interest in it.

But it seems to have forgotten something. Moody’s magic eyes can break through almost all disguise. Even the Supreme Invisibility Cloak, one of the three holy objects, will be invisible under his magic eyes, an anima Is it too difficult for Gus's spells to fool him?

"Quickly imprisoned!" "Fainted!" Moody's magical arm made a sound of wind rubbing against the air, and two successive strong and powerful spells hit the beetle with precision, by the way It lifted up a lot of dust on the floor, making the whole house misty.

His staggering appearance is just to paralyze the eavesdropper and let it relax its vigilance.

"Did you see the little flag next to you? As long as someone breaks into this room, it will turn to call the police. I thought the previous instruments were too noisy, so I put it in a locked box. The effect of this object is also pretty good."

"Well, let's take a look at the true face of this Animagus." Moody gave Malfoy a smile, then pointed to the ground and said: "The whirlwind is swept away!"

The dust was cleaned up, and a woman with curly blond hair was lying on the ground face down and embarrassed. She lost consciousness.

"You don't seem surprised at all?" Moody pulled out his chair and sat back at his desk.

"Maybe you didn't see it when I was surprised, maybe, Mr. Moody."

"Oh?"

"Just when you said there was a beetle." Malfoy said flatly.

"Okay." Moody said, "I can't see her face clearly when I'm lying on my stomach like this." He raised his hand with another curse~IndoMTL.com~ hit the woman, and then the woman whizzed. He bounced off the ground, turned his body, and fell straight out of the air.

At this moment, she is facing up.

"Oh, gossip female reporter." Moody said mockingly. He still has a deep impression of this low-tempered woman, especially the exaggerated red lips. The golden wave is still there forever. It exudes a strong perfume smell.

"What do you think I should do with her?" Moody asked Malfoy maliciously.

"This is your captive, Mr. Moody." Malfoy nodded slightly. "But if possible, I suggest keeping her alive because she is very keen to fight Dumbledore and I want to Before the plan is completed, we should avoid extra-junctions."

"It makes sense." Moody smiled, and then the smile became extremely cruel and distorted in an instant.

"This should turn into a good toy, enough to make me entertain for a while." The man looked at Rita Skeeter who was in a coma, and said expectantly.