Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

Salin and Mike were stunned. This was a path they had never imagined.For more than a year, nearly two years, they did not touch even a little bit of meat.

I didn’t expect to eat “meat” in such a way today.

Salin and Mike were in tears. As two vampires, they didn't like fruit fly eggs.

"Since you don't like it, then don't eat it, and do me a favor and throw away all the apples on the table." Albert waved his hand and sent away the two vampires.

Just as I was about to sit down and read "Encyclopedia of Ancient Magic Patterns" for a while, there was a banging sound coming from the closed window.

Albert opened the window, a blast of hot air hit his face, and cast a cooling spell. Albert suddenly felt much cooler.

Ali flew in outside the window, shivering due to the sudden drop in temperature inside the room, and handed a letter in his mouth to Albert.

Albert opened it and looked at it. There were lines of circle-like cursive characters on it. It was a letter from Professor Dumbledore. It said that he would come to visit Albert at noon today.

"Master, do you need us to avoid it?" Salin and Mike asked cautiously. Albert waved his hand to let them enter the suitcase, and then put the suitcase into the basement.

I was just thinking about tidying up my basement and collecting all the materials inside, but there was a knock on the door, and Dumbledore was already here.

There was no other way, so Albert had no choice but to open the door and welcome Dumbledore in.

At this time, Dumbledore was wearing a gray robe, his hair was combed neatly and tied behind his head. His expression was very serious. Behind his half-moon glasses, a pair of blue eyes stared at Albert.

"When I came here just now, I saw lightning flashing in the Forbidden Forest. It should be your Thunderbird. I think you should take care of it. There are many rare creatures in the Forbidden Forest..."

"I don't think Sander will be like this. He has a sense of proportion. The most he can do is kill the Acromantula with electric discharge. You must know that those Acromantulas are the destroyers of the Forbidden Forest's ecology. Sander will only help the Forbidden Forest restore balance."

As Albert's property grew and he had a stable income, he became less serious about the Acromantula's "rent collection" behavior, which became less and less. He used to go there once a month, but now every two or three I only go there once a month.

Perhaps it's because Sander doesn't like Acromantulas. He goes to the Forbidden Forest every few days to tease the Acromantulas and use his natural lightning ability to bully the Acromantulas. Therefore, students at Hogwarts Everyone was surprised that the sky in the Forbidden Forest was cloudy and sunny regularly.

"In that case..." Dumbledore nodded and said the purpose of his trip, "If you have time now, I will take you to meet someone."

"Nothing, who are we going to see?"

"Alastor Moody, a former Auror, is also a good friend of mine." Dumbledore grabbed Albert's hand and apparated away.

This is a quiet street, with only scattered pedestrians passing by, and they are still discussing one of their neighbors.

"Hey, tell me, is that Moody crazy, talking all day long?"

"Who knows, anyway, his face was scary enough. The day I saw him for the first time, I had nightmares at night."

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Albert shook his head and followed Dumbledore, still a little dizzy.

"Professor, are we here to see Mr. Moody for something?" Albert asked.

Dumbledore seemed more confused than Albert. He said "Oh?" and turned to look at Albert.

"Aren't you supposed to be a prophet? Come and guess what's wrong with me."

"..." Albert was speechless. In some things, almost everyone has double standards. This is the case with Albert when it comes to selling off the Riddler.

When you become a riddler, you feel a sense of satisfaction inside.

But when others told Albert riddles, he would hate it deeply. If he was not strong enough, he would definitely choose to beat Dumbledore.

It was very similar to his extreme attitude towards the hero Baili Shouyu when he played King of Pesticide in his previous life.

Dumbledore led Albert to knock on the door of a certain house, and a hoarse voice came from inside. The voice was obviously grainy, and a weathered face immediately appeared in Albert's mind.

"who is it?"

"It's me, Alastor, put down your wand." Dumbledore held the door and said to the person inside.

"Albus? Then tell me when and where we first met? What were you doing at that time, and what was I doing?" A hoarse male voice came out, questioning Dumbledore.

"Okay, Alastor, time has passed so long that I can't remember clearly, but it should have been when I was your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher..." Dumbledore hesitated.

Dumbledore helplessly raised his forehead and tugged on his white beard, "Besides, no one dares to impersonate me, Alastor, open the door!"

"Squeak-"

The wooden door opened in response, and an old man with a compact figure came out. One of his eyes was small, black, and bead-like, which was normal.The other one is big, round, and has a distinct bright blue color that can penetrate walls, clothes, and the back of his own head.

Moody was missing a leg, which was replaced by a prosthetic leg made of wood.Beneath his thick dark gray hair, his face looked scarred and aged, and a large chunk of his nose was missing.These are the marks of his countless battles against dark magic as an Auror.

His magic eye turned and scanned Albert and Dumbledore. After a while, he said: "Come in."

Dumbledore and Albert followed Moody's footsteps. The decoration in the room was very simple, with no other decorations except the necessary table and sofa.

There is a looking glass in the center of the room. Once someone with malicious intentions approaches, the looking glass will sound an alarm.

Dumbledore came closer and took the looking glass to look at it. Suddenly, the looking glass began to make a beeping sound, and the whole mirror was still shaking.

Albus Dumbledore: "..."

Moody quickly took two steps back, pulled out his wand, and pointed it at Dumbledore and Albert, looking nervous.

"Moody, maybe your looking glass is broken." Albert also approached the looking glass, but the looking glass ignored Albert, which made Albert begin to wonder, could Dumbledore really have malicious intentions?

"You have to believe me, Alastor, I just want to ask you for something." Dumbledore put the looking glass on the table and raised his hands.

"Oh, what's that?" Moody still didn't put down the wand he raised, but the flickering light on it gradually went out.

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, and then said firmly: "Follow me to destroy something!"