The dark cage suddenly opened and the light suddenly shot in, causing Moody, who was used to the dark environment, to raise his hand in front of him in discomfort.

"Come on my hair again? Haha, I hope my hair that I haven't washed in a few years can suit your taste." Moody sarcastically sarcastically.

He is now only sarcastic.

This is treating me as Bati Crouch.

Li Yang smiled, knocked the wand in his hand against the iron box, and made two "bang" sounds, "Look here."

Hearing the voice that was not Little Bati Crouch, Moody couldn't help but look up. When he saw that it was a teenager about fifteen years old, he couldn't help but wonder: "Who are you? Don't tell me that the perverted Death Eater also accepted a small Death Eater."

Your imagination is really rich.

Li Yang didn't explain much, and pointed the wand in his hand at the corpse on the ground.

The body of Bati Crouch slowly floated up from the ground, and floated in the air with Li Yang's magic wand command, and floated into the iron box dungeon.

When Moody saw this corpse, he immediately understood, "You are not a Death Eater."

“It’s obvious.”

Moody dragged his weak body and crawled forward two steps, and went to the body of Bati Crouch. He first kicked him a few times and exhaled his anger. Then he pulled out his demonic eyes and removed his prosthetic leg. At the same time, he muttered: "It's too dirty, you have to wash it well before you can use it."

He looked up at Li Yang again.

Moody was silent for a moment, "I am very grateful that you helped me get rid of the enemy. But if you want to save me, you should throw down another rope."

Li Yang used a deformation technique to transform a rope, but did not throw it down and held it in his hand.

Moody didn't understand what he meant, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"I want you to do something for me."

"What's the matter?" Moody frowned.

He thought Li Yang wanted money or something.

Obviously, what Li Yang wants is more complicated than he expected.

Li Yang paused for a moment, not knowing what he remembered, and smiled on his face: "To ensure that you can help me, let me make an unbreakable oath with me first..."

"Ah Yeh."

At the ancestral home of Grimo Square, Black sneezes, facing the scorching flames in the fireplace, his chest was lonely and cold.

He is the only one in the huge house.

Oh, yes, there is also a house elf Clice who is so old that he is full of pleats and talks bad things behind his back every day.

There are no friends or relatives, but there is an old servant who has hated since childhood.

Say Cao Cao arrived.

"Paipa." A unique explosion of phantom manifestation sounded inside the house.

Kliche was wearing a torn and old vest, which exuded a strong smell of decay, reminding Black of the smell on his grandmother, frowned and said, "You can't wash your clothes? Or, I can give you a new one."

"I don't want new clothes!" Kliche screamed fiercely, took a few steps back, and protected the torn vest on his body with both hands.

"This is given to the elf by the noble hostess. Even you cannot take it away. I don't want new clothes, and I don't want to leave this home."

"Heard it, I heard it." Black waved his hand impatiently, interrupted Klich's words, and reached out.

"Where is the stuff?"

Kliche then walked forward and put a golden locket into Black's hand.

Slaterlin's locket·Fake!

"I got it so easily?" Black asked while studying the locket.

"I have been there once with my little master. I put this locket in back then. More than ten years have passed, and the environment and magic there have not changed. Because I have had an experience, it has been easier for me to go in." Kliche replied with his head down.

Black nodded unconsciously, signaling to know, and his hands unconsciously waved, signaling to retreat, his eyes focused on the locket in front of him from beginning to end.

Kliche stepped down.

When I exit the room and close the door, I started to recite it again. I could vaguely hear words such as missing the hostess, the little master, why Sirius inherited the ancestral home.

Inside the house.

"Regules, my brother, what secret are you hiding?" Black looked at it for a long time, but he could not see any problem with the locket, so he put the locket down helplessly.

Inevitably, it is related to Li Yang.

But when she thought of Li Yang, Black was full of depression.

He now regrets the oath he made so much that now, he clearly feels that he has mastered something terrible, but he can't tell anyone, and he still has to watch Li Yang, a person who is uncontrollable, who is probably a dangerous person, stays by Harry's side.

And around Li Yang, one problem after another emerges.

"What can he get from the locket?"

"What else does he want to do?"

"Will it hurt Harry?"

The more I thought about the problems, the more I felt the more I felt the headache. The feeling of arguing that I had been in the house for a long time surged up, and Black pulled his hair irritated.

Pull off a large chunk of hair.

Moody endured the pain on his scalp and handed the bunch of hair to Li Yang, "These, combined with the dose of medicine you prepared, will definitely be enough for you to stick to the end of the game unless the game is postponed."

Li Yang took it, but found that Moody's hand was tightly pinching his hair and not letting go.

Moody sternly said: "I hope you are telling the truth, otherwise I would rather get rid of you at the cost of violating my oath and possibly dying."

"Thank you for your warning." Li Yang tried his best to take away his hair.

Turn around.

In front of me, a large pot of green viscous liquid was boiled, with a lot of medicine and the heat was up, boiling and bubbling.

Li Yang brought dragon leather gloves and picked up the crucible, poured the green viscous liquid from the pot into two pot-shaped glass containers, and then put Moody's hair into the basin in front of him.

Finally, Li Yang reached out and touched his head.

When I touched my hair, I didn't know what I remembered, so I paused, flipped through my pocket, took out a pair of scissors and mirrors, and cut off a bunch of hair on my head with scissors. Seeing that it did not affect the overall image of my hairstyle, I nodded with satisfaction.

“…”

Moody's mouth twitched, and suddenly felt that the scalp where he pulled his hair down just now was even more painful.

Li Yang threw the cut hair into the pot of compound decoction that he had given to Moody, then consciously picked up his pot and tilted his head to drink it.

Moody's so.

Without surprise, after drinking, the two of them changed drastically.

Moody's become Li Yang, Li Yang becomes Moody's...

From a purely visual perspective, the two seemed to have been standing in exchange.

But when they walked out of the office, they were still the two of them in the eyes of others.

Come to Quidditch Stadium.

Unlike in the first game, the environment here has changed a lot again.

A tall hedge is a wall that is twelve feet high, obscuring everyone's vision and making no sight behind the wall. Around this huge hedge wall, there are spaces, each space is a passage that can only accommodate one person in and out.

The people in the audience were enthusiastically discussing who would win the third game.

"Moody, you're here, just waiting for you." Professor McGonagall said.

Li Yang, who belongs to Moody's body, belongs to his heart, patted his prosthetic leg, "There's no way, my leg is not as good as yours."

On the side, Moody, who was facing Li Yang's face, rolled her eyes silently.

Li Yang nodded to Dumbledore again.

Dumbledore nodded and gave a gift.

Neither Dumbledore nor Professor McGonagall saw the flaw.

After all, during the four months of activities on campus, all the students were taught by Moody. Even the ingredients for the compound decoction were bought by Li Yang in Diagon Alley during the Easter holiday. It was not like the story of Bati Crouch, a little bitched from Snape in the original plot. Such carefulness did not arouse anyone's suspicion. Naturally, no one would have thought that Moody was pretending to be Li Yang.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the last competition of the Triumph Championship is about to begin. In order to reassure our Warriors, we will send teachers to patrol inside and outside the maze. As long as students admit defeat and give up, they will emit a red flame into the sky. The teacher will bring you out as soon as possible..."

After the commentator finished speaking, amid the audience's cheers, Harry, Digory and Furong walked through the passage one by one and entered the maze.

"Let's go, too." Professor McGonagall said.

Several teachers in charge of patrol patrol scattered around the maze.

Li Yang is naturally included.

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