Aurors Have Good Ideas Too

Dobby tremblingly accepted the Pencil Case that represented Wade's safety. Once his wild joy had calmed slightly, worry immediately surged up again.

"But... but, Mr. Wade Gray... if Dobby takes the Pencil Case away, the Golem inside won't be able to protect you at all times! You'll be alone... that's far too dangerous!"

Seeing Dobby's eyes filled with unease, Wade smiled and said, "Don't worry, Dobby. I have other arrangements..."

Just then, a rapid knock sounded at the door, and Fiona hurried over to open it.

Before long, Alastor Moody's scar-covered face appeared in the doorway of the study. His sharp Magical Eye spun madly as usual, as though it had sworn to inspect every corner.

They had been neighbors for several years, yet even now, whenever Moody entered House Gray, he would occasionally display this suspicious state, as if even a tea tray might suddenly leap up and explode.

Then Moody fixed both eyes on the Pencil Case in Dobby's hands. His normal eye narrowed, and the scars beside his nose twisted slightly as his facial muscles tensed.

"Wade, you intend to entrust something this important to a... House-elf?"

Moody said gruffly, "Listen, Dobby is good at cleaning, but this sort of thing... is beyond his capabilities!"

Though he questioned Dobby's abilities aloud, Wade instantly understood the deeper meaning behind his tense tone and scrutinizing gaze—

What Moody truly doubted had always been Dobby's loyalty.

Not long after Dobby had truly been hired by House Gray, the first time he appeared before Moody, Moody had nearly been unable to stop himself from hitting him with an Explosion Charm.

Later, after Moody learned of Dobby's origins, he told Wade or Ferdinand more than once—

"Throw that little thing out at once! He's a House-elf from the Malfoy family!"

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