He should have been there. “Firstly I would like to introduce Alastor Moody as our new defense against the darks teacher.”
Harry glanced up at the table and picked out the new face. The snitch was tantalizingly close. We should…” Hermione continued talking as Harry gently stood a large book up on its edge between the arguing pair and the rest of the marauders. You‘ll have to study really hard if you want to pass the end of year exams at this rate.”
“I‘m beginning to think I won‘t be alive that long.” Harry joked. “So Potter…”
Harry slowed to a stop outside the Fat Lady’s portrait and turned around to see the unreadably scarred face of Mad Eye Moody. There was nothing, now that they were in the forest the werewolf knew how to cover his tracks better. There was a great flash of light and it was repulsed, thrown back into the forest with a yelp of pain.
