"We are not your friends! You've only bewitched them, but I'm clear-headed. Don't think you can sweet-talk us again!" Moody saw Remus Lupin beside him frown, his expression turning grave and worried, and even Tonks raised her head and awkwardly scratched her purple hair. He roared furiously at Allen in the hall.
"Alastor! You're violating Dumbledore's orders! This will only intensify the conflict and make them misunderstand!" Lupin hurriedly grabbed Moody, then raised his voice with all his might to persuade Allen. "Allen, don't misunderstand. The reason we came here was because we hoped this wouldn't escalate. Sorry, we failed to keep an eye on him!"
"Allen, you know my relationship with Daisy. We won't attack you," Tonks also tried to persuade him.
But Moody became even angrier when he heard the two of them. His magical eye spun rapidly in its socket. "You won't, but I will! Look, he even tricked Sirius Black over to his side! Who does he think he is?!"
"Shut up!" Kingsley Shacklebolt hurried over too. He grabbed Moody and shouted to the outside, "Sorry, he just drank a bit too much from the flask he brought with him..."
But many wary, suspicious gazes had already turned toward Moody. They had just heard Moody's hostile words, and now they saw his ferocious expression. The young wizards, already inclined toward Allen because of his speech, could not help suspecting that the Order of the Phoenix had appeared at Hogwarts specifically to deal with Professor Harris.
"No matter what their motives are, or what attitude they usually have toward Muggles, the first thing they instinctively think of is still their pure-blood status—or rather, the ruling position that status brings them." Allen stretched out his hand palm-up, his fingertips sweeping from Dumbledore toward the pure-blood school governors. "My