A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 354 Stay alert at all times
"The principals of the four magic schools and carefully selected competitors will arrive one after another in October, and the ceremony to select the warriors will be held on Halloween."

"In addition to winning honors for the school, the winner will also receive a prize of one thousand galleons personally."

"However——students over the age of 17 are allowed to sign up, because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many precautions we take, it is impossible for students under the sixth and seventh grades to handle it."

"The delegation will spend most of this school year with us. I hope you will be warm and friendly. For this reason, we have specially prepared some exchange activities..."

Dumbledore ended the dinner in a row full of controversy, and the students complained about the unknown age limit.

"Should we just watch?" Ron stepped hard on the steps and walked towards the common room.

Hermione said seriously: "This is to protect us from being in danger due to recklessness. You must know that the reason why the Tournament was suspended in the past was because many people died—"

Ron wasn't listening at all, and muttered, "That's a thousand Galleons." He looked at Fred and George, who were walking ahead of them, discussing whether the aging potion would work.

"I think a drop or two is enough, we're not a few months away from adulthood, George..." Fred mused.

Ron said sourly, "It's still half a year away, but I hope they succeed," he turned to Harry, "What do you think? If Fred and George do it, I mean, don't know Have we learned enough…”

Harry shook his head, throwing away all the brilliant images in his mind. He couldn't help but fantasize that he had cheated the principal's age limit, won the championship, and raised his hand amidst the cheers and screams of the crowd. trophy...

"Yeah, I almost thought that too." Ron misunderstood Harry's shaking of his head and thought he was answering his own question.He snapped his fingers: "Although we have dueling classes, self-study groups and rune clubs, but..."

He said somewhat dejectedly: "Unless Professor Haipu teaches us a powerful ancient magic in private, we still won't be able to compete with those students in grades six and seven. You can't expect to blind your opponent's eyes with lighting."

In this discussion about the hegemony contest, although Ron talked the most, he was more like venting his emotions when he couldn't get what he wanted. Min fell silent.

Harry thought of the scene of Professor Haip performing continuous apparation in front of him twice, one time in the second grade in the Forbidden Forest. They suspected that the new Professor Haip had something to do with the Chamber of Secrets, so they tracked and found the scene where the professor practiced magic .It had been a shock, but Harry had almost forgotten it for so long; the other was at the Quidditch World Cup, just recently, and it was a real fight.Professor Hep has tricked hundreds of troublemaker wizards with a sequence of apparitions whose eyes can't keep up with his movements!

'What if I could do the same?I was already good at Defense Against the Dark Arts. In terms of Disarming Curse alone, no student in the school can surpass me, plus continuous Apparition..." Harry's heart became hot.

And Hermione thought of the ancient magic that the professor taught her during the summer vacation, golden flames jumped at her fingertips, and it turned into a sea of ​​flames in a blink of an eye...Of course, that was the effect the professor showed her, and she hadn't learned it yet. .

Hermione patted her head, what was she thinking, she would not try to break the age limit.

On the other side, in the auditorium, the professors stayed behind.

Dumbledore and Moody were talking, and Moody replied gruffly, with a loud voice: "That's right, Arthur and the others came in time, woke up early, and scared away the sneak attack guys!"

Professor McGonagall looked at him in surprise: "You were attacked this morning?" She suddenly thought that Moody had been in trouble since he retired, and he was often suspected of being assassinated by a dark wizard.Even if someone walked by him for a while, he would suddenly draw his wand against the other person and ask loudly why he was following him.

It happened more than once or twice, and Moody had to live off the beaten track, in what seemed like a Muggle community.

Right now McGonagall wondered if he was being overly sensitive.

"How could there be a fake!" Moody roared, "A group of despicable villains wanted to sneak up on me while I was sleeping soundly, but who am I? I should have taken precautions, but those scumbags are indeed not weak, they blocked me As a last resort, I blew up two trash cans to attract attention."

He said in a rough voice, the artificial eyes rolled around in the eye sockets, making his teeth sour, and few of the professors looked at him directly.

"Do you see who it is, Alastor?" Dumbledore asked softly.

"No, I'm old, Albus." Moody patted his artificial leg and said unwillingly, "If only a few years in the morning..."

The sights of his two eyes finally came together, looked at Felix, and calmed down: "Now I can only offer suggestions and use past experience to decorate the facade."

Felix looked back calmly, while appeasing the somewhat irritable Nixie.He saw Moody for the first time today, and he had only heard of this famous and well-known name before.

It can be said that Alastor Moody fulfilled more than half of Barty Crouch's reputation. He was once Crouch's sharpest sword, the most outstanding master in the history of the Ministry of Magic, who specialized in catching dark wizards, Half the cells in Azkaban are filled by him.

Like the psychological shadow he left on many Dark wizards, he also left a strong personal mark on the Auror offices of the Ministry of Magic.

It's just that after experiencing a lot of danger, he became a little paranoid, even excessively delusional, but this still does not prevent him from becoming an idol in the eyes of all Aurors in the Ministry of Magic-if an analogy is made, his status is equivalent to St. Mungo's. Former Dean Dorothea Bonham.

Of course, with his rude, irritable and incapable of turning a corner, he did offend many people, making it difficult for him to stay in the Ministry of Magic and take up a management position.

Tough, brave, tried and tested, now sensitive and paranoid, and a bit neurotic...

This is the image of "Mad-Eye" Moody perceived by Felix after a brief contact. It is said that he also has a mantra——

"Stay alert at all times!" Moody suddenly yelled, startling the others.He himself walked up and down the auditorium like nothing happened.

Felix looked at Dumbledore: "Principal, you just said that you have prepared some exchange activities?"

"Ah, that's right." Dumbledore had been listening quietly, and at this moment he seemed to have finally come to his senses. His happy eyes swept across the crowd: "That's why I kept you."

He nodded slightly, thought for a while and said: "It's the first time for Ilvermorny and Waggadu to participate in the competition, which makes...they seem like young people, and they are more passionate. They are not satisfied with nearly a year During the time, just busy with the competition, the principal of Ilvermorny hopes that students from different schools can have closer contact."

"Exchange Students?"

"It's very close, Felix." Dumbledore nodded, "but this time it's one-sided, they hope to attend Hogwarts classes, besides—" he said with a smile: " I think they still have plans to take on the Hogwarts students."

The professors looked at each other in blank dismay. Does this mean that their classes are open to students from other schools?
As the vice-principal, Professor McGonagall thought more, she pursed her lips, wrinkled her eyebrows tightly, and said seriously: "Dumbledore, if you compare what you say, it won't be—this is downright serious. provocative!"

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, his silvery-white beard trembled, "Minerva, there are many places to compare, not just force, that is the worst option." He smiled and said, "I welcome it." Attitude, let the students see the outside world and increase their knowledge."

"I remember that seven or eight years ago, we had contact with the Castello Busche School of Magic. At that time, many students on both sides established a deep friendship. Felix, you should have some impression?" He asked with a smile.

Felix pouted, "I don't have a pen pal in Brazil."

……

After the professors dispersed, Felix and Snape walked out of the auditorium. Snape's face was gloomy, "You have to be careful with that guy, don't let him stare at you."

"You mean Professor Moody?" Felix asked curiously. "He looks decent—"

"That's a madman who can curse you at any time because of unreasonable doubts." Snape said coldly, "He never came out! He still treats every day like a war! "

"I don't understand why Dumbledore brought him in. Even another Lockhart is better than him."

Snape waved his sleeves and strode away.

Felix watched Snape's back. Farther away, Moody was limping forward. Snape was going faster, but they didn't meet. In the hall, Snape turned into the underground , while Moody staggered upstairs.

When he raised his arm, besides the curved wine bottle at his waist, Felix also keenly noticed half of his wand protruding from his sleeve, strapped to his arm.

"Stay vigilant at all times? It's really practical."

……

the next day.

The storm finally subsided, and the rain passed and the sky cleared.Hogwarts ushered in a new school year.

(End of this chapter)