A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 358 Talk
Draco Malfoy didn't speak, he collapsed on the floor, his face was dripping with sweat, his light blond hair stuck to his forehead, and he was trembling.He staggered a few times and couldn't stand up. Crabbe and Goyle came over, looked at Moody who was unresponsive, and pulled Draco up.

McGonagall looked suspiciously between Felix and Moody, and quickly confirmed the target. She frowned and said, "Professor Moody, did you use Transfiguration on Malfoy?"

"Yeah, teach him a lesson and impress him so that he won't attack others in the future." Moody said.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Felix inquiringly, Felix nodded lightly, and McGonagall said weakly: "Even so, we will only put you in confinement instead of punishing students with deformation. Long-term human deformation is harmful. Yes, it was abolished long ago - Dumbledore should have told you that?"

"Maybe?" Moody scratched his chin casually, grinning, and said gruffly, "It's not that serious, Professor McGonagall!"

"I don't like him attacking from behind, so I just frightened him. This Professor Happe suddenly appeared, maybe he thought my approach was inappropriate! There was a little conflict, and I just heard about him from Dumbledore before. A lot of things... just want to try his level."

Moody limped back and forth, waved his big rough hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know why I'm here. Dumbledore didn't ask me to be a nice guy!"

"Danger never comes out in the open, to make you prepare ahead of time. That's what I'm here for - to cut off the tentacles of some people and things. I did overreact a bit, but in my experience, it's better to be overreacted than to be overreacted." It's better to be defenseless!"

"Stay alert at all times!" he yelled, and a freshman sat on the floor in terror.

Moody's magic eyes saw it, he grinned, walked up to the freshman with his wooden prosthetic leg, pulled him up, pointed his nose with a missing piece of meat and the intact eye at him, and said with a big smile : "Boy! You'll find that looks are the least of your fears. Please, let—"

The crowd stepped aside and looked at him in awe.

"By the way!" Moody stopped, turned around and looked at Felix, "We'd better pick some young warriors and train them in advance, just in the first dueling class, how about it?"

"Of course." Felix said with a smile.

Moody stared at him intently for a few seconds, then strode away.

"Oh my God, he's so cool!" said a student, watching Moody's back.

"He's a real fighter, the kind that knows the most, well-informed...you'll know when the time comes." Another student, who had just taken Moody's class that afternoon, spoke highly of him.

Professor McGonagall looked at the students who stayed where they were, and said seriously: "Stay away, spread out! Go to dinner, don't block the way." She walked to Draco Malfoy, but looked at him hesitantly. To Felix.

"So—Mr Malfoy—"

"I'll give it to Severus," Felix said.

"Okay then." Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, she glanced at Crabbe and Goyle next to Draco, and Harry, Ron and Hermione who were watching not far away, and shouted angrily: "You Do you want to accompany me!"

They quickly slipped away.

At the dining table, Ron closed his eyes and held the fork in the air. He sighed contentedly: "I must raise a ferret in the future... When I see it, I can think of Malfoy today. Will you also grab my trouser legs and not let go?"

Harry and Hermione laughed, and Harry asked, "But is human body transformation really dangerous? Professor McGonagall's expression doesn't look like a joke."

Holding a fork, Hermione said meaningfully: "Imagine that you are turned into an owl. At first you still remember who you are, but soon, the animal instinct takes over and you forget your identity..."

Harry frowned, "So, if the magic is not unlocked in time, Malfoy will completely think he is a ferret?"

Hermione said seriously: "I'm just giving you an example to make you aware of the danger. Some transformations can be unraveled over time, but for those wizards with profound magical powers, their transformations can be maintained. For a long time, even some malicious transformations are like a curse that can last forever."

Ron didn't know what he thought of, so he laughed out loud, and said out of breath, "That's, it's...not bad...isn't it?"

Hermione glanced at him, "Although the possibility is very small, if Malfoy ran away in a panic and hid in the Forbidden Forest, he might be eaten by the animals in the forest before he was found." ..."

Ron imagined that the food in front of him suddenly tasted bad, and Harry had no appetite either.Hermione quickly finished her dinner unaffected, and packed her schoolbag.

"Are you going to the library?" Harry asked her.

"Of course," said Hermione, "there's a lot of work to do. It's not school work—" Seeing that Harry was going to ask, she said ahead of time, picked up her schoolbag and left in a hurry.

On the other side, Felix and Draco Malfoy were walking in the dark underground corridor, Draco was in tears, and the fire light on the wall shone on his pale face, allowing Felix to see him flashing from time to time venomous gaze.

"You hate Professor Moody?" Felix asked, looking at him.

Draco clenched his fists, flushed with shame, and muttered, "I'm going to tell my dad..."

"Hmm." Felix didn't say much, and they continued walking for a while.He suddenly said: "What you said is also a way, but it may not be useful."

"Why! Just because he's Dumbledore's good friend?" Draco asked through gritted teeth.

"It's Headmaster Dumbledore." Felix corrected him, but seeing Draco Malfoy's disapproving expression, it is estimated that even the headmaster complained.

"I'm curious, the origin of this conflict..."

"I humiliated Weasley's father," Draco said coldly. "You mean to ask? I deserve it?"

"No," Felix laughed softly, "I'm just curious, what kind of thinking do you have in mind to provoke, after all, even without Professor Moody, the three of you—plus Crabbe and Goyle, Nor is Potter alone."

"Or in your opinion, Potter won't hurt you, making you feel safe? Or do you not mind being knocked down by Potter? It's worth mentioning that Miss Granger is not so easy to deal with."

Draco Malfoy's face turned hot, and he faltered, "I, I didn't think about it that much."

"Well," Felix nodded, and asked instead: "Remember the first time we had a more in-depth conversation? The time you brought the diary to my office?"

Draco looked at him slowly, not quite understanding his sudden mention of it.

"I told you once that everyone should be responsible for their actions—" Felix paused, "It seems that you don't have much memory."

He smiled and said, "I really want you to see the scene at that time. You were a bit like now, trembling and trembling. Of course, one time was a noble self-help and altruistic behavior, and the other time was with some dark thoughts. idea……"

Draco stared at him, feeling uncomfortable but also slightly proud.

"It's normal, anyone who has been humiliated will have strong thoughts of destruction." Felix said lightly, and they turned a corner, Snape's office was in the distance.

"You've had that thought, too?" Draco asked, but suddenly he realized he'd asked a poor question, Professor Hemp had a rough time at school, he'd only go through more.

Felix was amused, "I guess everyone has had similar dark thoughts more or less, but it's not easy to put them into practice." He knocked on the door of Snape's office, and there was no response for a long while.

"Well, maybe I'm not here..." He said regretfully, "It's only another day. Go, Mr. Malfoy. Go back and sleep. I want to see how long you can keep this idea."

(End of this chapter)