Chapter 669: Yeah, how could it be him?

Come on, Hermione, those house elves don't need to rest, they can't wait to work all day long! "Ron said with a sneer.

Hermione stared at him angrily, about to refute, but saw Ivan standing next to him suddenly stand up, throw the knife and fork aside, and ran straight outside.

"Ivan? Where are you going?" Hermione shouted, but Ivan did not stop to explain, and quickly disappeared in the hallway.

Hermione hesitated for a while, and roughly guessed where Ivan wanted to go, and then dropped the tableware and ran after him.

"Are they not going to eat anymore?" Ron asked curiously as he looked at Ivan and Hermione who left the table one after another.

"How do I know?" Harry was also at a loss, completely confused.

...

After leaving the hall, Ivan opened the map of Huodian for the first time and checked it.

Strands of black ink gradually surfaced on the parchment paper, sketching out the plan of the entire castle and its names.

Ivan saw the name that was moving at a glance.

Alastor Moody!

Ivan frowned, and after a while, he put away the live spot map.

When he looked up again, he had already arrived in the basement of the castle. In front of him was an exceptionally wide stone corridor. The torches on both sides illuminated the surroundings very brightly. The thick stone walls were decorated with many pictures, which were all food.

Ivan walked quickly to a picture with a large fruit plate, stretched out his hand and scratched the large green pear lightly. The pear squirmed suddenly, and smiled, suddenly becoming a big one. Green door handle.

Ivan grabbed it, and when he was about to push it away, he heard a rush of footsteps behind him, and turned his head to find that it was Hermione.

"Mr. Moody never let us into his office, he said there are many dangerous collections, and each one is deadly enough." The house elf replied very frustrated.

"Is that so?" Ivan slowly stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and finally said. "I suddenly want to eat a supper, please prepare it for me, just follow Professor Moody's request!"

The house elves are very happy to get busy.

...

After more than ten minutes, Ivan opened the door and left the kitchen enthusiastically by the house elves.

In comparison, Ivan had an extra dinner plate in his hand, on which was placed half a steak, a large bunch of hot dogs, a few mousse cakes and a small amount of dessert.

"Would you like to eat? Hermione?" Ivan cut off a piece of hot dog and ate it, then handed the plate to Hermione, motioning.

Hermione shook her head. Hearing what Ivan had said before, she didn't even have the heart to eat, so she hurriedly asked. "Are you suspicious of Professor Moody?"

"But... how is that possible?" Hermione felt a little unbelievable Moody is a legendary Auror, and has helped them a lot during most of the semester. She is the best she has ever seen. Great defense against the dark arts class professor!

"Yeah, how could that be possible..." Ivan nodded in agreement, picking up a piece of mousse cake and stuffing it into his mouth.

Hermione bit her lip dullly, her brown eyes fixed on Ivan, of course she could hear the perfunctory words of Ivan.

Ivan scratched his head. In fact, he didn't want Hermione to participate in this kind of thing, but he obviously couldn't hold it back now, so he pointed to the dinner plate in his hand and said.

"Do you think Professor Moody is the king of the stomach? Three meals a day, eat a lot of desserts after the meal, and then go to the kitchen to eat supper in the evening..."

Hermione looked at the plate Ivan was holding, and immediately understood what he meant. This supper was full of portions, and it was enough for both of them to eat for dinner.

"So you said it is possible that Professor Moody needs to feed another person! Otherwise, why wouldn't he eat directly in the auditorium and kitchen? He has to run around with a plate, so he won't be so anxious every time. Right?" Ivan guessed boldly.