Unseal at Hogwarts

The gusts of wind turned into wind ropes visible to the naked eye, shooting towards the direction where the light spots escaped.

"Haw!"

A more frightened cry than before came from deep on the eighth floor.

Tom quickened his pace and ran in the direction of the wind rope.

"Chir! Chir!"

Listening to this cry, the light spot seemed to have been captured by the "wind".

When Tom caught up with him, panting heavily, the light spot transformed into a slender girl wearing a black and white square-like circus clown costume.

It looked panicked, its whole body was wrapped in wind ropes, and even the huge wheel-shaped ruff around its neck was wrapped in wind ropes and deformed.

It was holding a piece of transparent cloth in its hand, shaking the cloth up and down with its free fingertips, intending to cover its body with the cloth.

Seeing Tom coming over, it struggled hard, its balled up body twisting wildly like a giant caterpillar.

"Looks like it's you!" Tom finally breathed again and raised his bird-headed wand and pointed it at the "girl".

"Return to your original self, Clow Card!"

No matter how unwilling this "girl" is, her body still turns into streams of magical power, flowing towards the wand in Tom's hand.

Gradually, the outline of a Clow card appeared on the front end of the bird-headed wand. With the influx of magic power, the shape of the Clow card gradually became clearer.

Until the girl wrapped in the "wind" completely disappeared, a Clow card fluttered from the front of the wand and floated into Tom's hand.

"Eliminate." Tom whispered the words on the Clow card, and an indescribable sense of accomplishment emerged in his heart.

This was the first time he conquered the Clow card alone.

"Perhaps this is a day worth remembering." Tom laughed, took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote his name on the Clow card. "Oh, if you can forget those shameful spells I recited,

It’s perfect.”

He put the "elimination" card and the "wind" card that came back automatically into his pocket: "It's really strange. I usually only recite the shortest spell. Why do I have to recite the whole spell this time?"

The noise gradually started to sound everywhere.

Tom walked out from the depths of the eighth floor and saw that the originally empty castle suddenly returned to its former liveliness. The students rushed to the stairs, looking so young and energetic.

"It's Professor Moody!" a student running past Tom shouted excitedly.

"Professor Moody shows up!"

Tom's face froze.

Well, now that the "Eliminate" card has been sealed, it is indeed time for Moody, who was missing by the "Eliminate" card, to come back.

However, that professor is obviously unfriendly to him, so he should get out of here quickly!

Oh, crap!

Tom stopped and touched his pocket - the note written by Principal Dumbledore was still not found.

"Perhaps Professor Dumbledore will forgive me for breaking the appointment?" Tom murmured to himself.

"If you have a reasonable reason." An old but energetic voice suddenly sounded behind Tom.

"A reasonable reason?" Tom's eyes lit up, "There must be one! The note with the password written on it can't be found. The stone beast in the principal's office requires that I have a password before he is willing to open it for me..."

Tom realized at this moment that the person who had just spoken to him was none other than Dumbledore.

He quickly put on his most sincere smile and turned around to face Dumbledore.

"Professor Dumbledore, good afternoon!" Tom said in his sweetest voice, "I didn't mean to ignore your invitation."

Dumbledore touched his long white beard and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I heard it all. You lost the note with the password on it."

Tom nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Hahaha," Dumbledore laughed, and the half-moon eyes on the bridge of his nose slid downwards with his laughter, "What an honest boy, Mr. Cooper. But now we are obviously not drinking afternoon tea together.

Good time. Alastor, your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is back, shall we go and see it together?"

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he winked at Tom mischievously.

Tom felt a drop of cold sweat slide down the back of his head: when it comes to acting skills, among the people he knows, probably only his mother Cynthia can compare with the old man in front of him.

To be honest, even Tom himself can't make such a cute expression - maybe Professor Dumbledore just has a childlike innocence!

Dumbledore didn't wait for Tom's consent and took the lead towards the commotion.

Tom curled his lips reluctantly and lifted his heels.

Moody, who had disappeared for several days, appeared at the same staircase where he disappeared.

When Tom and Dumbledore arrived, the space on the stairs where they could stay was already surrounded by students.

The students were chattering like cheerful sparrows, all talking about Moody's situation.

Professor Moody seemed a little more confused than before he disappeared. Facing the students' concerns and inquiries, he frowned, as if he was trying to remember something.

The blue eyes embedded in his eye sockets that always rotated crazily seemed to have disappeared this time, malfunctioned, and stayed motionless in the middle of the eye sockets.

"Apparently, your Professor Moody has just finished a wonderful trip." Dumbledore chuckled, not forgetting to look back at Tom.

What else could Tom say, he could only nod in agreement.

Suddenly, Moody among the crowd seemed to be in pain, his scarred cheeks twitching continuously.

Ignoring the exclamations of the students around him, he quickly untied the water bottle from his waist and took a big gulp.

Dumbledore saw this and walked over quickly.

The students surrounding Moody stepped aside to make way for Dumbledore and Tom who was following Dumbledore.

"Are you okay, Alastor?" Dumbledore asked in a low voice with a worried look on his face.

Tom noticed that when Dumbledore approached Moody, Moody secretly took a small step back.

"Of course I'm fine," Moody replied gruffly.

"You don't look well," Dumbledore said, dismissing the students around him. "Let Poppy have a look at the school infirmary?"

Tom was about to take advantage of this moment to leave with the expelled students. Unexpectedly, Dumbledore actually saw through his intention and directly put his hand on Tom's shoulder, gesturing for Tom to stay.

Tom was about to cry but had no tears left.

To be honest, he really didn't want to face Moody, who was obviously malicious towards him, especially since Moody's disappearance was closely related to him.

Before, it was definitely not a good thing for Dumbledore to find him. For him, under such circumstances, if he could not appear in front of these two professors, he should try not to appear.

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