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When Elwyn and the others woke up the next morning, the Burrow was enveloped in the dreary atmosphere of the end of a holiday. [Love ↑ Go △ Small ↑ Talk → Net w
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The rain was still beating against the windows, and they began to dress for the Hogwarts Express train.
Elwyn, Harry, Ron, Fred, and George went downstairs for breakfast. As they turned the corner on the second floor, they saw Lady Weasley suddenly appear at the bottom of the stairs, looking distraught.
"Arthur!" she shouted upstairs. "Arthur! There's an urgent message from the Ministry of Magic! "
Mr. Weasley clattered past them and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye, his robe on backwards.
When they entered the kitchen, they saw Mr. Weasley rummaging anxiously in a drawer for something.
"I remember there was a quill here!" Mr. Weasley was speaking, leaning over the fire.
In front of him, Amos Diggory's head hung in the middle of the flames, like a huge, bearded egg.
He was talking rapidly. The flames danced around him and licked his ears, but he was not in the least disturbed.
"The Muggle people who live round here heard the banging and the shouting, and they went and called. What do you call them, Ginza? Arthur, you must go. "
"Here you are!" Lady Weasley said breathlessly.
She thrust a piece of parchment, a bottle of ink, and a wrinkled quill into Mr. Weasley's hand.
"Luckily I heard about it!" Mr. Diggory's head continued. "I had to get to the office very early because I had to send two owls to deliver the message. I found that the Office of the Misuse of Magic had been called out. He's caused us a great deal of trouble. Imagine if Rita Skeeter catches on to it, Arthur. "
"What did the crazy man say happened?" Mr. Weasley asked quickly.
He unscrewed the lid of the ink bottle and allowed the quill to absorb enough ink.
Hearing them mention Moody, Elwyn, who was stuffing a piece of bread into his mouth, secretly focused his attention.
He had a rough idea of what was going on. Lord Voldemort and the vampires had taken action. They had attacked Moody last night.
He just didn't know if there were any problems with Crouch. However, even if he didn't manage to rescue Barty Crouch Jr., Lord Voldemort would probably still do the same after the failed attack on the stadium. He would get someone else to pretend to be the new Defense Against Dark Magic Professor Moody and carry out a new plot to bring Harry out of the school.
With the powerful help of the vampire, he would take action no matter what. This was the key to his resurrection.
Inside the flames, Mr. Diggory's head turned.
"He said he heard someone break into his yard. He walked over quietly, but was ambushed by his dustbin."
"What did the dustbin do?" Mr. Weasley asked, scribbling notes.
"It made a terrible noise and blew the rubbish everywhere. That's all I know," Mr. Diggory said. "Apparently, when Ginza arrived, one of the dustbin was still spraying rubbish."
"What about the man who broke into the yard?" Mr. Weasley let out a pained sound.
"Arthur, you know the crazy man," Mr. Diggory said. "He's been trying to help us investigate the vampires recently. He's been causing trouble everywhere. Think about it. Who would sneak into his yard in the middle of the night? Maybe it was a stray cat that had been defeated outside and was wandering aimlessly with potato skins on its body. But if the people from the Office of Prohibition of Magical Abuse catch the crazy man, he'll be in trouble. Think about his criminal record. If the crime is not serious and your department is handling it, we can let him go. What's the punishment for making the dustbin explode? "
"Probably with a warning," Mr. Weasley said, still making notes quickly. Said Mr. Weasley, still making notes rapidly, his brow furrowed. "Mad-Eye didn't use his wand, did he? He didn't actually attack anyone, did he? "
"I bet he jumped out of bed and looked out of the window. Whatever he saw was in trouble!" Mr. Diggory sighed. "But it's hard for them to prove it, because there were no casualties."
"All right, I'll be on my way," Mr. Weasley said, shoving the notes into his mouth and rushing out of the kitchen.
Mr. Diggory turned his head and looked at Lady Weasley.
"I'm so sorry, Molly!" He said, in a much calmer tone. "I'm sorry to disturb you so early, but only Arthur can excuse the crazy man. The crazy man was going to start his new job today, which he'd hoped to do for so many years. I don't understand why he chose last night. "
"That's all right, Amos," said Lady Weasley. "Would you like a piece of bread or something before you go?"
"Oh, all right," said Mr. Diggory.
Lady Weasley took a piece of bread and butter from the pile on the table, picked it up with a pair of tongs, and put it in Mr. Diggory's mouth.
"Thank you," he muttered, and then there was a soft poof and he was gone.
Then Mr. Weasley returned to the kitchen with his briefcase and said goodbye loudly. His clothes had not been turned inside out.
"I've got to go now. All the best to you this term, children," he said. Mr. Weasley said to Elwyn, Harry, Ron, and the twins, as he threw a cloak over his shoulders and prepared to Apparate.
"Arthur, wait a minute. You've got to comb your hair and change your robe before you go," said Lady Weasley.
"Oh!" Mr. Weasley stopped and asked Lady Weasley to help him tidy up. "Molly, is it all right for you to take the children to Kings Cross railway station?"
"Of course it's all right!" she said. "Look after Mad-Eye. We'll be all right."
As soon as Mr. Weasley had disappeared, Hermione, Ginny, Bill, and Charlie came into the kitchen.
"Did anyone mention Mad-Eye?" asked Bill. "What did he do now?"
"He said someone tried to break into his house last night," said Lady Weasley.
"Mad-Eye Moody?" Said George thoughtfully, smearing marmalade on his slice of bread. "The madman."
"Your father thinks highly of Mad-Eye Moody," said Lady Weasley sternly.
"Yes, Dad collects plugs, right?" said Fred in a low voice after Lady Weasley left the room. "They're the same kind of people."
"Moody was a great wizard," said Bill.
"He's an old friend of Dumbledore's," said Charlie.
"Dumbledore isn't what you call normal, is he?" said Fred. "I mean, I know he's a genius. He's great."
"Who can tell me who Mad-Eye is?" asked Harry, who had never met Moody.
"He's retired now. He used to work in the Ministry of Magic," said Charlie. "I met him once. Dad took me there when he was working with him. He's an Auror, the best one. He's a master at catching Dark Wizards. "
"That's right!" added Bill. "He filled up half of the cells in Azkaban. But he also made himself a lot of enemies, mainly the relatives of those he caught. I heard that as he got older, he became more and more paranoid. He doesn't believe anything and sees Dark Wizards everywhere he goes. "
"Yes, Dad talked to Sirius about this a few days ago!" Ron agreed. "Rufus Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror, is the same. He's paranoid and thinks everyone is a bad guy. But Sirius thinks highly of him. He said it's the strength of the Auror. They don't trust people easily!"
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