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Chapter 193 'Mad-Eye' Moody

"Don't be listless, ride as long as you want after the school banquet, but not now!" Hermione pushed Wes behind his back.

"Exactly! This thing must be raised by Hagrid, why don't you just go to Hagrid tomorrow? I'm almost starving to death!" Ron pulled Weiss's arm desperately in front of him.

"Don't do this! A lot of people are watching!" Harry tugged on Wes's other arm with a flushed face.There are young wizards of all grades around, pointing at them.

"...I've always wanted to raise a pony... Let go! Get out of the way! Something is flying over!" Weiss looked sad and was pushed into the hall by the three of them, but as soon as he entered the hall, he Hearing the sound of breaking through the air and short screams, he quickly shook off the two people holding his arms, quickly turned around, hugged Hermione sideways, and strode out of the hall.

"Oh!" As soon as the two of them left the hall, Ron's screams rang out.

"Put me down quickly! This is the gate of the castle!" Hermione was stunned for a moment, and immediately gave Weiss a few light hammers. As soon as she was put down, she stretched her head into the hall and observed, "Ron? What's wrong with you? "

"He was hit by a red water polo. Fortunately, the waterproof spell has not been removed." Harry had already lifted Ron who was lying in the dirty puddle in the hallway at this time.

"What's the situation?" Ron stood up and shook his head, looking up suspiciously, but saw nothing.

"Peeves?" Harry also looked up, but there was nothing above.

"It's Peeves." Hermione looked at the broken pieces of the water polo on the ground and made an attributive sentence.

"Damn Peeves!" Ron spat hard while clutching his dizzy head.

"I've lived in Hogwarts for 4 years, and I've only seen Peeves once..." Weiss looked a little regretful, and still looked up without giving up.

"Hehe, you? Peeves? Hehe, let's go, Ron needs to sit down and rest for a while." Hermione gave Wes a blank look, and said as she looked at Ron's shaking head.

"Let's go, do you want me to carry it?" Weiss held Ron's other arm and turned to ask him.

"No, I'll be fine after a while." Ron quickly refused such a shameful approach.

After they walked to the auditorium and took their seats, Harry turned his head and looked at the teacher's seat: "I don't know who our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is this year, and he seems to be late."

"As long as it's not like Lockhart in the second grade, I'm very happy." Ron propped his forehead and scanned the teacher's table.

Weiss looked at Dumbledore with his hands clasped together, as if he was thinking in a slumber. His hands are the original color now, but his tableware is placed on the left.

"The ceiling seems to be extremely violent today. Is there so much lightning and thunder outside?" Hermione looked at the ceiling, and nudged Wes with her elbow: "How did the sound be portrayed? Is there still room in the formation?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to be portrayed with the magic circle of those images. As long as the two magic circles are not far away, we can't tell where the sound originated. After all, it's so high." Weiss also looked up, looking at the ceiling with lightning bolts Said.

While the two were discussing the ceiling, a group of wet little wizards walked into the auditorium, looking around timidly, waiting for the sorting.

"Hey, reminds me of my first grade." Ron had returned to normal at this time, pointing at a group of little wizards, his face full of nostalgia.

"Trolls, aren't they?" Harry chuckled too, and blinked at Ron.

"Hermione was still reciting textbooks!" Ron raised his eyebrows, and motioned Harry to look at Hermione with his chin.

"Quiet!" Hermione glared at the two of them with a reddish face, and then concentrated on looking at the branch.

The sorting ended, under the expectation of the dripping little wizards.Dumbledore's succinct words: "Eat." Today's dinner began.

After the dinner was over, there were routine prohibitions and the cancellation of Quidditch... Wait, the confused Weiss was shocked, the cancellation of Quidditch?As soon as he passed these words from his mind, the entire auditorium erupted.

"Why do you want to cancel Quidditch!" Although they were very close, Weiss was sure that the voices of the twins were the loudest in the entire auditorium, accompanied by the sound of wind and rain, which actually overwhelmed the thunder for a while.

"Boom!" The heavy wooden side door next to the teacher's seat was pushed open. This loud sound attracted the attention of almost the entire auditorium. A person, a person who was very vicious just by looking at the outline of the appearance and the violent fluctuation of magic power appeared In front of everyone, although his body is still in the shadows, but a huge and terrifying eye is particularly obvious, that eye scans the surroundings, and where he sees, the little wizards are quiet, All stared at this 'latecomer' dumbfounded.

"Oh, Moody, old man, you're late." Dumbledore raised his hands on the stage and waited for something.

"Albus, I'm very sorry, I was pestered by some little guys in the Ministry." With the sound of 'dong dong', the figure came out of the shadows on crutches, and walked quickly towards Dumbledore , gave him a hug.

"Let me introduce to you, this one, the former Auror Alastor Moody, is very happy. He agreed to be my professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Dumbledore applauded first, But everyone in the audience seemed to have been cast under some spell, and the applause was sparse.

Moody didn't care about this, and after asking Dumbledore, he sat down beside Professor McGonagall.

"This is really amazing..." Weiss was no longer sleepy at this time, staring at Moody who was talking with Professor McGonagall on the stage with piercing eyes, and the other party seemed to have noticed something, and instantly a huge The fake eyes turned around and looked in the direction of Weiss.

"Yo, I've been discovered!" Weiss giggled, raised the teacup in his hand as a signal, but stopped looking at him.

"Of course it's amazing! He's 'Mad-Eye Moody'!" Ron said with a look of admiration on his face, "The dark wizards and Death Eaters he caught filled at least half of Azkaban! "

"That's what you told me about Mr. Weasley going to help this morning?" Harry remembered the reason Ron had explained to him that morning for being late.

"Yes!" Ron nodded and continued to look forward to it: "It would be great if I could be an Auror!"

"First of all, you need a few more 'O's, one-third of me or Wes." Hermione glanced at Ron on the opposite side, and turned back to listen to Dumbledore's introduction on the 'Triwizard Tournament'.

"Can you give me some encouragement!" Ron gripped the fork angrily, making it 'creak'.

...After the dinner, the principal's office...

"Professor Dumbledore, let me check to see when the 'Crash Demon Formation' can be released." Weiss knocked on Dumbledore's door.

"Come in." Dumbledore said.

'boom! ' Weiss just pushed the door into a flame and hit from the right.

"Although, this is a surprise, but your magic power fluctuates so much that even a first-year wizard can detect it." Weiss took a step back and slammed the door shut, dodging the attack. After a few seconds, he opened the door again unhurriedly and said, "But didn't Professor Dumbledore tell you that I'm almost immune to fire elements? Also, Professor Dumbledore, I didn't burn this door. "

"Stinky brat of the Inbas family! Don't show such obvious killing intent to me in Hogwarts from now on! I'm afraid I can't help but kill you!" Moody sat on the back of Dumbledore's desk The chair yelled loudly.

"Your magic eye can actually rotate to see the back of your head, tsk tsk tsk, that's amazing." Weiss couldn't help but be amazed when he saw that Moody found him without looking back.

"Anyone who provokes the Ministry of Magic like you might be missing an eye at some point, and I'll give you one at that time!" Moody turned around at this time, grinning wide-mouthed: "Ah no Si, with this kid here, my mission will be much easier this time."

"Protect Harry?" Weiss raised his eyebrows and looked at Dumbledore: "Afraid it will be the same as in the first grade?"

"Hehehe..." Dumbledore just smiled but didn't say anything.

"Okay, you guys talk, I'm going to rest, the dark wizard in the early morning made me dizzy!" Moody took out his pocket, took out a silver flagon and took a sip, moving his wooden legs slowly Walk down the stairs slowly.

"Seeing you, I don't think those Aurors are useless anymore." Weiss said when Moody was about to disappear.

"You're right, that's a group of weak little dolls!" Moody paused before replying, and then continued to walk down: "Veteran, it's made of the flesh and blood of the enemy!"

　Open the Assistant APP again. .I'm overwhelmed by the referrals from old friends. .Struggling between lazy cancer and code words, I coded a chapter. . .

　　Let's make do with it. . .

　　


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