Moody shifted his position on the side walk to deliberately block Rabastan's path, preventing him from continuing on his way.
"Isn't that special? You ain't doing anything, eh? You're a goddamn Dark Wizard, you think your crimes are going to be easily forgotten? You're one of them bad seeds. It's only a matter of time. Appropriate you're the village actor, 'coz you're acting like you're like everybody else, but really, you're just a piece of crap."
Moody's magical eye landed upon Rabastan's hand that was inside his pocket, and was able to see through the cloth that he was holding his wand. As paranoid as he was, Moody automatically assumed Rabastan was going to cast a curse at him through his clothes. Gritting his teeth, he reached for his own wand to protect himself.