A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 433 New Defense Against the Dark Arts Lesson

Early the next morning, Harry woke up groggy, in a state of sleepwalking. When he woke up, he found that he was already sitting in a Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

There was a lot of noise in the classroom, and people came one after another.Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown walked into the classroom arm in arm. When Parvati saw Harry, she gave him a hard look and said loudly: "I have an appointment with Aiden, next time Hang out with Hogsmeade weekends."

Lavender asked with great interest, "That Beauxbaton boy who danced with you at the ball?"

"That's right," said Parvati loudly as she passed them with a haughty glance at Harry.

Since the ball, she has been very cold to Harry, and every time she sees Harry, she will turn her head away very hard, leaving him with only the back of his head, and Harry wants to ask Ron if he has met the same However, considering that Padma and them are not in the same academy, they can only let it go.

"You should have cared more about her at the ball, you see... Now the retribution is coming." Hermione covered her face with a thick book and said sullenly.

"But she had a good time, too," said Harry stiffly.

He glanced back quietly. Parvati and Lavender sat in the seats in the back two rows, talking and laughing. Xixi showed it to Parvati.

"I got it through Owl Mail Order and it's so pretty..."

In the last few minutes before class, a triumphant voice came from outside the door:
“It’s called that—Magic Gramophone, it’s in the living room at home the day after it’s released, and when you’re listening to the music, you can see the Weird Sisterhood hovering over your head. To be honest, my mother doesn’t like them, too It's making a fuss...but there's no other way, there's only this at the moment."

Draco Malfoy said regretfully, entering the classroom surrounded by Crabbe and Goyle, he looked around and made a deliberately surprised expression when he saw Harry: "Hey, Potter! You didn't sleep well last night Is it? Or smoky makeup?”

Two of his footmen giggled and pointed at Harry's dark circles.

Harry clenched his fists, and Ron hurriedly held him back, "Don't be impulsive, Harry, he'd like you to do it! You just need to touch him with your pinky lightly, and he'll have an excuse to attack..."

"You're getting less timid," Draco said in a drawl, and he came over and looked down at Harry, whispering in a small voice, "I learned a few more magic tricks this holiday, Potter... …It’s not a joke, I dug out a handbook from my grandfather’s house, maybe we can find some time to try…”

"What do you mean?" Harry said with suppressed anger.

"Oh, I forgot," Draco said maliciously, "your old home was bombed into ruins, and there is no legacy left, maybe you can ask the Weasley next to you? If his family is not poor To sell these things for a good meal..."

"Do you want to duel, Malfoy?" Harry asked him angrily, "or report to Filch under the guise of a duel, like you did in your first year? You can do that, can't you? Can't you show some courage!"

Draco's pale face flushed.

"See you at the Dueling Club, Potter." He left in a hurry.

Harry watched his back, shaking with anger. "Ignore him, Harry," Hermione said calmly, looking up from a thick book, "Counting this time, he has provoked you three times in a row recently, and you know why."

"He must have learned some powerful black magic, Harry, you have to be careful." Ron was also very angry.

Harry's anger was extinguished in an instant, of course he knew the reason, Snape took over the two classes last week, if there was a conflict, he would know who Snape would favor with his knees, which made Draco Malfoy's arrogance became more and more arrogant.

Especially in the first class last week, Malfoy quietly showed him a badge, and told Harry with regret that if the other badges hadn't been confiscated, he would have given one to every Slytherin student, Used to show support for Hogwarts' real team of warriors.

Fortunately, Neville maintained his consistent sensitivity to Snape's aura and gave an early warning to defuse the danger, otherwise he might have been detained and deducted points.

The class bell rang, and the students sat down obediently, waiting for a black robe that kept flying in.At this time, they heard the distinctive sound of wood hitting the floor, and many little wizards (mostly Gryffindors) opened their eyes wide with joy.

"I never thought I'd be looking forward to seeing Professor Moody's face like I am now," muttered Ron, and Harry secretly agreed.

Moody appeared at the door, looking as scary as usual, but many students let out low cheers.He stood at the door and scanned for a week, the blue magic eyes in his eye sockets kept turning.

The classroom quickly fell silent.

Moody walked to the podium with difficulty on crutches, put the cane and a stack of parchment under his arm on the table, pulled out his wand (the students gave a look), flicked it, A roster flew out of the drawer.

"You should have heard that I was controlled by someone last semester. A despicable person pretended to be me to teach you." Moody said in a hoarse voice. There was no sound in the classroom. They more or less heard There are rumors of some versions, but no one is sure.

"They confused my mind and made me think everything was normal, so I passed the semester like this, until Christmas night, when the conspiracy of the Death Eaters hidden in the school was exposed, and they decided to get rid of me before leaving... I was lying on the bed at that time, no different from a dead body, I didn’t respond to the voices in the room, thanks to the two students delaying the time, otherwise I would have died in my sleep, dead worthless..." Mu Dee said softly, looking at Harry and Ron, and Harry felt that his face was not so scary anymore.

"In order to cure me, your Professor Haipu has thought of many ways, but... some memories are still lost, so I decided to get to know you all again."

He shook his head, brushing his long gray hair away from his twisted, scarred face, and began to call names.

The classroom was surrounded by a solemn atmosphere. When Moody called the roll call, the students whose names were called raised their hands to answer, and Moody on the podium seemed to see them for the first time. Stare at them.

After the roll call, Moody picked up the crutches on the podium, limped around the classroom, and said in a hoarse voice:
"In the next few lectures, I will tell you about my experience of the past six months. This is a good example. You seem to think that the dark wizard is too far away from you, but, it turns out that you and an evil dark wizard After being together day and night for half a year, he disguised himself as a withdrawn and out-of-group retired old man-a smart way! I will talk about these later, and I will tell you the details I remember without reservation."

"There is only one thing you have to do, go back and think about it, what is the reason you are still alive?"

"Professor, what are you talking about?" Lavender Brown said in amazement.

"I say," Moody said, waving his big gnarled hands, his eyes fixed on her, "take a moment to ask yourself this question: A powerful dark wizard - for the past six months - could draw Point your wands to your noses, and say the Killing Curse.

And the truth is, you're all right, aren't you, Miss Lavender? "

　The update time is getting later and later, and the author is trying to adjust.There is another chapter, I suggest you read it tomorrow.

　　
　
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