Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"If I were, I wouldn't have knocked you out, old man."

Nagini smiled faintly: "I will kill you."

Chapter 73 Maledictus

'She is different from us. Severus, do not try to impose moral constraints on her.'

Dumbledore's words echoed in Snape's mind.

That's right.

Although she had a very beautiful face, once they talked more, Snape could easily detect the incongruous feeling of Mori Yuesha - like a giant strawberry cake made of cream and pigments. Seeing and eating are two completely different things.

This was the feeling that Mori Yuesha gave him.

The more we talked, the clearer that feeling became.

Even her maid was like this.

For example: Before you knew Kawakami Tomie's 'true identity' - in other words, it was because you killed her that you discovered the abnormality, right?

Nagini looked puzzled: "Who is she and what does it have to do with whether I kill her or not?"

Very well, it really doesn't matter much.

Snape shook his head, not wanting to dwell on these topics any further. He came to ask Mori Tsukisa for help on how to deal with the creature that called itself 'Tomie Kawakami'.

He doesn't want to pick a fight...

However, Snape still underestimated the extent to which an experienced and stubborn old Auror could mess things up once he made up his mind.

Snape was explaining to Mori Yuesha and Nagini about the troubles of 'Tomie Kawakami', while Moody's fake eye kept staring at Nagini with a 'clicking' sound - the more he looked, the more something seemed wrong.

By the way, most of the time they call that eye: the evil eye.

"Ahaha, I think I know... Little girl, I know what secret you are hiding..."

Moody roughly overturned the teapot.

"I was wondering how a maid could have defeated us with her bare hands..."

As soon as these words came out, Snape knew that he was in trouble.

——The chain of contempt and the concept of hierarchy are everywhere, especially in this country famous for its seriousness and dogmatism: especially hidden behind this country, the more rigorous magical world where hierarchy and bloodline are supreme.

Especially Moody, this old guy who is conservative.

He is indeed a nice man, but... that's from the perspective of the Aurors and the Ministry of Magic.

"You have a Maledictus hidden in your home.

You treat her as a maid to serve you - and you provide her with shelter, is that right?

You have violated Article 35 of the Dangerous Animals Regulations and Article 7 of the Statute of Wizarding Secrecy issued by the Ministry of Magic many years ago—"

Moody stared at Nagini, and the two young men beside him slowly drew their wands.

This is different from before.

Was it just a test from the teacher to the helper? Maybe?

but now…

It is different now.

They are Aurors, who are affiliated with the Department of Magical Law Enforcement - investigating crimes involving the Dark Arts, and arresting and detaining Dark wizards and witches who violate "magical laws".

The law that Nymphadora Tonks knew best by heart was the one concerning blood-cursed orcs.

——Under the premise of ensuring one's own safety, control or kill by any means without limitation.

"Bloodcursed orcs...I haven't seen any in years. I don't care who you are or what other world you're from - we'll talk about that later. Now, we better get one thing straight."

Three wands were pointed at Nagini, and Moody roared at Snape who was doing nothing with a dangerous look on his face: "Severus! You haven't forgotten why the Blood Curse Orcs were marked as the fifth level, have you?!"

"Blood Curse Orc: XXXXX"

"Animals known to have killed wizards/cannot be domesticated or tamed"

The danger level is the same as that of a fire dragon.

Killed, wizard's...animals.

Moody had seen them with his own eyes many years ago.

Snape looked at him coldly: "Explain? Alastor, you seem to have forgotten... why we are here."

"—the reason we're here is to solve a trouble, and now it seems that you and Dumbledore are creating a new one."

Alastor Moody didn't buy Snape's story at all.

He is an Auror, and the two children behind him are also Aurors.

Although some of the Ministry of Magic's rules are inhumane, most people agree with this one.

The blood cursed orcs are too dangerous.

They will go crazy, and as time goes by - they will reveal their inhuman savagery in corners that you cannot find. Then, if you are not paying attention, they will tear open your stinking scalp and throat and drink up every drop of blood in your body like drinking sugar water.

Bloodcursed orcs are different from other animals.

They are too dangerous.

"I come on behalf of Dumbledore..."

Snape stood up slowly and casually pushed aside three wands.

It was obvious that although Tonks and Shacklebolt tried hard to look unafraid, their retreating feet still exposed them.

"...You understand...Moody. Is there...a possibility." He pointed at himself: "You have to, listen to me?"

"Just today, Snape. Although I suspect that Albus is senile and actually trusts someone who used to be a cook..." Moody grinned, and his sarcasm was obvious.

He glanced at the expressionless maid, waved his hand, and asked the two people who followed him to put down their wands.

"I will naturally report Kawakami Tomie's problem to the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore."

Moody pointed at Nagini, his eyes sharp: "Someone will come looking for you. Blood-cursed orcs are not allowed to walk freely under the sun." He tilted his eyes and finally moved his gaze to a child he had been silently paying attention to since he entered the door.

"Harry Potter." Moody pulled a stiff smile on his scarred face, and lowered his voice to a level that he thought was gentle: "Good boy, good boy... You shouldn't mix with such dangerous people. You hope... We are all keeping an eye on you. Harry..."

"I will ask Dumbledore about this... She can't hang out with dangerous people..."

The old Auror grunted and limped away with the two men.

A roll of gauze was also looted.

Severus Snape dusted off his robes and prepared to leave as well.

I probably won't have much to talk about today.

"I will tell Dumbledore what happened today, Ms. Mori Yuesha..." He turned and walked a few steps, then turned back quickly, his robes rustling and causing a gust of wind. "Alastor Moody..."

A deep wrinkle appeared on the man's forehead: "He is a good man. A stubborn good man." He threw down the words and strode out of the front door without stopping.

Pull out the wand.

The black shadow twisted inward with its robe rolled up, and disappeared at the door in the blink of an eye.

A farce that happened in an instant and ended in an instant.

Harry didn't even have a chance to react.

She had so many questions.

Moody, the man named Moody who looks very fierce, knows me?

Know your name?

Who is watching her?

Blood-cursed orcs…what are they?

What did the words he left behind mean... Will someone come to cause trouble for my sister and Nagini?

What's going on with all this?

Harry was thinking hard with a stern face. On the other side, Mori Yuesa raised her foot and hit Nagini.

"Why did you buy a pack of cheese flavor..."

The maid grabbed the leg that was using the rabbit to kick the eagle, slid her hand down, and gently tickled the sole of her foot.

"Arrietty must have stolen some. I bought more than ten bags."

"She's taking revenge."

Harley: Is this the right time to talk about this? Something big has happened to my sister!!

Chapter 74 Cunning Auror

The report submitted to the Ministry of Magic was written by Shacklebolt. After so many years, Moody didn't know if he could still write - the standard format was shit. He used to be good at holding two kinds of sticks: not including pens.

Now I’m good at holding one thing: still not including the pen.

——The report submitted was very strongly worded, and Moody himself meant that Shacklebolt was not allowed to change or modify every word he said without permission.

Removing meaningless interjections and swear words, the report probably reads:

"We have taken control of one of the clones of the creature that keeps splitting. (Attached: Inside the telescopic tool box)"

"Incineration is recommended."

"Obliquity has been used on the Muggles involved."

This is number one.

"We found a blood cursed orc."

This is second.

"She stayed in the Muggle world, and the extent of the curse is unknown."

"We are currently on an emergency mission. Please send someone else to 'handle' it."

That's it.

It could be written in just a few strokes, but Shacklebolt was forced by Moody to write a lot of dirty words in it.

and…

When did they have an 'emergency mission'?

Why didn't he know?

Now that I've submitted the report, I can finally take a break...right?

——The atmosphere in the Ministry of Magic was nothing special, just like a large company in the Muggle world, everyone was expressionless, and everyone had a reason in their hearts to make themselves walk fast. At this time, the three people who went against the current were particularly noticeable.

The old man had a droopy face and banged his cane loudly - the two young men behind him looked at each other.

'Your teacher is very angry.' Shacklebolt winked at Tonks.

'He's angry every day.' The girl made a face at the dark-skinned man, and in an instant, her hair turned light blue.

'I mean he was particularly angry today and he was hurt.'

'He's injured every week.'

Moody suddenly stopped and looked back: "Would it be better if I gave you one more training session every week?"

Tonks: ...

Shacklebolt: ...

"I have a question!" Tonks raised her hand. She knew her teacher was just being cold. "A small...small question."