Officials: "Brother, Can't We Talk This Out?"

At this moment, all the wizards in the Entrance Hall focused their attention on the newly arrived Moody, their eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Having just been robbed by prisoners, they desperately needed some emotional comfort.

Soon, some of them recognized Moody's identity.

Although Moody was now covered in dust and looked utterly disheveled, his distinctive demonic eye could easily reveal his identity.

After confirming Moody's Auror identity, a portly Ministry of Magic official immediately stepped out from the crowd and went straight to Moody.

Looking down at Moody, who was still panting heavily and thankful for surviving the ordeal, the official immediately began to criticize him.

"What have you Auror been doing all this time?! How could you let those scumbags from Azkaban sneak out and cause such a ruckus at the Ministry of Magic?!"

The official, with an air of righteous indignation, pointed his finger at Moody and, regardless of whether the prisoner's escape was related to Moody, launched into a tirade of abuse.

He now wanted to vent all the grievances he had suffered on Moody, the Auror.

As for why he dared to challenge Moody but didn't dare to rebel against the prisoners.

The reason is quite simple: Moody is Auror, a good person, and as everyone knows, good people don't blame others. Therefore, officials could freely hurl insults at Moody without restraint.

Immediately, as the pure-blood official began his tirade, the other wizards, seeing that Moody did not respond, also became bolder and surrounded him, accusing the Aurors of Auror and even demanding an explanation from the Auror Office.

"What kind of Auror are you? Why can't you even keep an eye on the prisoners of Azkaban!"

"Does the Ministry of Magic keep a bunch of useless people like you around for free?"

"Useless! The Ministry of Magic made a mistake by recruiting Mudblood as Auror back then. Mudblood will always be Mudblood!"

Moody could have tolerated the insults from the crowd, after all, these wizards who had always lived in a peaceful era had just witnessed several deaths and had close contact with deranged prisoners. It was understandable that they needed to vent their frustrations.

However, as their insults became increasingly offensive, the veins on Moody's forehead began to bulge.

He glanced up at the wizards who were cursing the loudest, and without exception, they all had fair skin and big bellies, clearly Pure-blood wizard were used to a life of luxury.

Suppressing the urge to cast a Disarming Charm on the portly official before him, Moody shouted to the agitated wizards, "Quiet! Quiet!"

Moody shouted several times from the crowd, but the other wizards didn't quiet down; they continued to chatter and shout around him.

Moody flew into a rage and pointed his dusty wand directly at the ceiling.

"Avada Gnaw-the-Melon!"

With a roar, Moody unleashed a bolt of green lightning from his wand, which slammed into the gilded ceiling of the Entrance Hall.

The enraged wizard. "..."

The portly Ministry of Magic official. "..."

As Moody unleashed his deadly Killing Curse in a fit of rage, all the wizards present froze in place.

Lucius, who was at the very back of the crowd and was about to squeeze in front of Moody to make a sarcastic remark to his old rival, turned pale with fright when he saw the Killing Curse that had dented the ceiling.

"Has Moody gone mad?" A hint of fear flashed in Lucius's eyes.

Back when he followed his master Voldemort, killing and burning everywhere, Moody often led Auror to stop them.

Especially when the war reached its climax and the Ministry of Magic granted Auror full combat privileges, allowing them to Auror use all sorts of Unforgivable Curse, that old bastard Moody almost went berserk with the Killing Curse.

Surprisingly, even after 10 years, Moody's temper is still as volatile as ever.

Lucius muttered something under his breath, then silently turned around, secretly found a quiet corner in the Entrance Hall where no one would notice, and squatted down.

It's not that Lucius is a coward, but Moody is clearly losing his temper.

He had killed many of Moody's comrades back then, and if he went up to him now, Moody's Killing Curse might just fly towards his face.

So, saving your life is the most important thing; let's put aside things like saving face for now.

Lucius was lucky to be far away; the pot-bellied Ministry of Magic official was the most bewildered of all.

"Brother, don't be impulsive!" The pure-blooded official, who had been incredibly arrogant, was now pale with fright and quickly pushed Moody away, signaling him not to act rashly.

"Brother, don't be angry. Can't we talk this out?"

Faced with Moody's Killing Curse, the pureblood official was no longer arrogant as before, looking at Moody with a humble expression, hoping that he would not act impulsively.

"Everyone, stand back!"

Looking at the wizards around him whose eyes had suddenly become incredibly kind, Moody felt nauseous. These were the kinds of people he and his comrades were protecting with their lives!

Ignoring the pure-blood officials' fawning, Moody pointed his wand in Lucius's direction and said, "All of you, go stay over there. Quickly!"

Lucius, watching from a distance, was nearly startled when Moody suddenly pointed his wand at him. He only relaxed after realizing that all the wizards were walking towards him.

"Damn it, let them come over if they want, why are you pointing your wand at me?" Lucius said, clearly annoyed, but considering there were fewer people around, he chose to keep quiet.

Moody moved the original wizard to the far corner of the Entrance Hall not to retaliate against them; he had no time for that.

Others might not know, but he certainly did. He was the fastest runner and closest to the safety exit, so he got out first. But there were still three groups of people behind him.

The Auror and the rebellious pure-blood officials were fine, since they were all on their side, but there was also a bunch of ruthless, heartless prisoners to contend with.

If the prisoners see that the safety passage is blocked by these wizards, and in a misunderstanding, they use the Avada Kedavra curse to clear the way, then hundreds more lives will surely be lost.

Therefore, even though these wizards insulted Moody and the Auror so much, Moody ultimately still considered their feelings.

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that the pure-blooded official he had just ignored turned around, his humble expression instantly transforming into resentment.

That's right. Moody ignored him and chased them away like cattle, which made him feel very embarrassed. Naturally, he also hated Moody.

"Once this crisis is over, I'll make sure you, you old geezer, get out of the Ministry of Magic!"

The official, his face contorted with resentment, had already devised a plan for how to deal with Moody's.