Wade pondered for a moment, then said, "Thank you, Professor, for thinking so much on my behalf... but I've decided to leave this matter to Dobby."
Moody's Magical Eye abruptly stopped spinning, and his expression looked rather frightening. Yet there was no anger in his voice, only a muffled, helpless tone:
"You don't trust Silvanus? I can take you to see him right now! Once you see him in person, you'll know what a reliable man he is..."
"No, Professor, it's not that I don't trust Professor Kettleburn."
Wade interrupted him and shook his head. "In fact, I noticed him before he retired. I know Professor Kettleburn is a witty, upright, good man. But..."
He paused briefly, gathering his thoughts before explaining clearly and solemnly:
"A promise was made first. I asked Dobby for help first, and he agreed. Then I abandon Dobby simply because another option appeared? That would not only hurt him, it would also deny my own earlier decision."
"Under any circumstances, abandoning a sincere agreement that has already been made is not my way of doing things."
"And when I made the request of Dobby, I had already placed my trust in him. That trust is not merely recognition of his ability, but affirmation of his character and loyalty."
Wade looked at Moody and said sincerely, "So, Professor, just as I trust your experience and judgment as an Auror, please trust my choice as well. Trust Dobby."
Moody's stern gaze swept over Wade's face, as though he wanted to find even the slightest trace of hesitation there, but there was none.
In the end, Moody let out a heavy snort through his nose and put his artificial leg back on.
"Hmph! Then we'll do it your way!" he muttered stiffly. "Just don't regret it if something