Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"Yes!" replied Fred nonchalantly, "but that was many years ago."

"The dead people hundreds of years ago, now times have changed, and that kind of thing will definitely not happen again."

Finally, under the persuasion of Fred and George, everyone except Ivan and Hermione seemed to want to participate.

Especially Harry and Ron, they decided that if the twins figured out a way, they would try it, or observe the situation when the time came.

It wasn't until very late that everyone went back to their bedrooms to sleep.

By the time Ivan and Colin walked into the bedroom, the other three had already gone to bed.

On Vicky's bedside, there is still a promotional poster for this year's Quidditch World Cup, and Colin cuts out all the photos of Ivan appearing in the newspaper and collects them all. He now specializes in collecting photos of Ivan and Harry. , and many of them were also posted on the wall next to them.

"Ivan, are you really not going to compete?" Colin asked, starting to change into pajamas.

From the way he looked, it seemed he hadn't recovered from the shocking news.

You know, for a whole night, he was talking to his brother about Ivan's previous deeds, predicting that Ivan would definitely participate in the competition, and he was proud of it.

He originally thought that the Hogwarts warrior must be Ivan, his best friend.

But I didn't expect that it would be such a result.

"That's right, do you want to participate in the competition?" Ivan nodded.

"Of course I want to, but my strength is definitely not enough!" Colin sighed and said, "I still have a lot to learn."

"You still have time, I will help you!" Ivan changed into his pajamas and climbed into bed.

After Voldemort's return is confirmed, improving the strength of the little wizards as soon as possible also needs to be put on the agenda.

Ivan would not naively think that he could fight against Voldemort and the entire Death Eaters and vampires by himself.

Since Voldemort has Death Eaters and Dumbledore has the Order of the Phoenix, he also needs to cultivate his own side.

Although everyone's individual strength is not strong, but gathered together, it is indeed a force that cannot be ignored.

The four-poster bed was very warm, and the long-handled charcoal stove for warming the bed had been placed in the middle of the quilts, which must have been made by Dobby.

Ivan is now in charge of Dobby for everything, but he doesn't see each other often.

In fact, since the World Cup, Ivan has never seen Dobby again.

House-elves always do things well quietly and take pride in not being discovered by their masters.

It suddenly occurred to him that Dobby should be called out tomorrow.

If Hermione had been protesting that the house-elves were working hard and not eating, then Dobby needed to be involved.

Just tell Hermione that Dobby cooked the food alone, and Ivan paid him.

Although not much, it is not always the so-called slave labor.

Ai Wen lay on the warm bed, listening to the storm raging outside, feeling very comfortable.

He whispered a few more words with Colin, and after thinking about things related to Moody and Keresis for a while, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

At the same time, this topic was also being discussed in the bedrooms of Harry and Ron.

"Harry, you know, I might be in!" said Ron sleepily in the dark, "if Fred and George figure out how to get into the Tournament, nobody's sure, right? "

"Not sure." Harry rolled over on the bed, his mind filled with brilliant images.

All never before, he tricked an impartial referee into believing he was 17 years old.

He became a hero of Hogwarts. He stood on the field and raised his hands in joy, facing the teachers and students of the school. They were all cheering and screaming. He had just won the Triwizard Tournament. It was very clear in the blurred crowd, her face was flushed, full of admiration and appreciation...

Thinking of this, Harry visibly felt himself blushing, and buried his face deeply in the pillow.

Chapter 517 Moody's First Lesson

The next morning, the storm that had lasted the whole day died down, but the ceiling of the auditorium was still clouded with gloom.

When Aiwen and Colin came to the auditorium, there were large groups of thick blue-gray clouds rolling over their heads.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were eating breakfast and studying their timetable for this term.

Of course, Hermione was the one talking, and Harry and Ron were listening.

Not far away, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were a few seats away from them.

The three are discussing what magical spells they can use to make themselves older, and then get away with it and participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

In fact, the whole auditorium was full of little wizards discussing the topic.

Those senior wizards who matched their age were all secretly happy, and everyone had a good feeling that they were about to become warriors.

"Good morning, Ivan, Colin, I just saw your class schedule from Hermione, it's really good!" Harry said, beckoning Ivan and Colin to sit down, "Section 1 is Mad Eye Han's class, that must be great."

"Yeah, our class schedule is a little bit off!" Ron slid his finger over the Monday column on the timetable, "Look at this morning, herbalism class, with Hufflepuff students, protection Fantastic Creatures class... unlucky, with Slytherin again!"

"Two divination lessons this afternoon." Harry lowered his head and sighed.

You know, Divination is his least favorite subject besides Potions.

Professor Trelawney was always predicting Harry's imminent death, which troubled him especially.

"There's no Defense Against the Dark Arts class until Friday afternoon, and a whole morning after Potions class." Ron continued to read, "This is really bad enough, why can't we be like third year?" Put this class on Monday?!"

Harry also nodded, agreeing with Ron's words very much.

If they knew that Moody was planning to use black magic such as the Unforgivable Curse on the students, they wondered if they would have expected that.

"Aiwen, this is your class schedule. I marked the courses on it with magic, and it will automatically remind you." Hermione handed him the class schedule, "This way you won't be bored because of reading in the library." Fascinated, forgetting the time and being late."

"Thank you!" Ivan stuffed the schedule into his schoolbag.

Compared with last semester, he also has many more courses this year.

He took divination courses, protection of magical creatures and ancient rune courses, and Colin chose the same as him.

"Hermione, I see you're eating again!" said Ron, watching Hermione spread jam on his own bread.

"I've figured it out. There is a better way to express my position on the rights of elves." Hermione said proudly.

"Yeah, and you're starving too," said Ron, grinning.

In any case, it was a good thing that Hermione was able to take the initiative to eat.

Otherwise, Ivan would pay more than preparing food for the two of them alone.

A moment later, while they were discussing what animal Hagrid would show everyone in this year's Care of Fantastic Creatures class, Hedwig flew into the Great Hall with a rain of owls, Sirius' package.

He gave Harry and everyone a lot of sweets, which made Harry look very happy.

On the first day of school, the owl will bring many things from the little wizard's house that they forgot to bring to Hogwarts.

Over time, this has become a school tradition, from owl mail inside the home.

It was the first time Harry had received a package at this time, and it made him feel at home.

After eating morning and evening, several of them went to different classes separately.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione are going to take herbal medicine lessons in the greenhouse outside, while Ivan and Colin are going to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class on the third floor to teach.

When the two of them arrived, they found that the classroom was already full of people.

Everyone was in high spirits and looked forward to Moody's course, which was the first time in several years.

Ginny had already arrived, and she gave them two seats directly in front of the podium, and they hurried over to sit down.

In the classroom, the atmosphere was extremely quiet, and everyone took out their "Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide" and waited.

Soon, they heard Moody's characteristic thumping footsteps coming down the corridor.

He entered the classroom, looking as odd and frightening as ever.

Everyone can just see that his claw-like wooden foot is protruding from under the robe.

"Put these things away." He said gruffly, walking to the edge of the podium with crutches and sat down, "You don't need these textbooks, I don't need these things in class, take them Bring out your wands."

The little wizards put the books in their schoolbags, and they all looked extremely excited.

According to past experience, getting out the wand means that this class will be very interesting.

Seconds later, Moody pulled out the roster.

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

His normal eyes moved down the list, and his magical eyes kept turning around, staring at each student who answered.

"Okay!" When the last student finished answering, he said, "I received a letter from your former teacher, and I have some understanding of your current progress. Although you have accumulated a certain foundation in dealing with dark creatures, you still have a lot to do. Lack of actual combat experience, no experience of real black magic, this is the most important thing."

The magic eye turned quickly, and Moody reworked what he said to Ivan last night.

He told everyone to always be prepared and stay vigilant.

"Very well, does any of you know which spells, for the use of which, will subject a wizard to the harshest punishment from the Ministry of Magic?"

Ivan sighed, and it really came, this guy is really going to use the Unforgivable Curse in class.

No one answered in class, and the little wizards seemed horrified by Moody's theory.

They looked at each other uneasily, and finally focused their eyes on Ivan, expecting him to answer this question.

"Mason, you answer!" Moody said, and after confirming that no one answered, he called Ivan's name directly.

"Professor, the Ministry of Magic prohibits wizards from using a lot of spells. There are probably tens of thousands of legal documents that are still being enforced. The time can be traced back to thousands of years ago, and there are tens of thousands of spells involved." Ai Wen He replied, "The specific content is unknown, but once the use of these curses is discovered, they will be severely punished by the Ministry of Magic. I have made a simple classification of these black magic spells, which can be roughly divided into curses and souls." , undead, demons, spirits, blood, and magic that directly illegally transforms the body and magical animals, of course, this is not all, and..."

There was no sound in the classroom, everyone looked at Ivan in surprise, his mouth was wide enough to swallow an egg.

Chapter 518 The Three Unforgivable Curses

All the third graders seemed to realize that Ivan knew so much.

In the past, they only knew that Aiwen was very strong, but no one had a clear idea of ​​how strong it was and how strong it was.

Hogwarts wizards generally think that he is only above his peers, but still weaker than the senior students.

It wasn't until the World Cup not long ago that everyone discovered that Aiwen's strength was strong enough to shock the entire magic world.

In today's class, Aiwen uttered so many black magics that everyone had never heard of in one breath.

The little wizards in the classroom all gasped and looked at Ivan in disbelief.

Needless to say, there are tens of thousands of black magic, even normal magic, they only master a dozen or twenty.

Everyone has an illusion, as if Ivan is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Obviously, Moody was also very surprised when he heard Ivan's eloquent talk.

None of what Ivan said was the answer he wanted, but there was nothing wrong.

He knew that he had to stop the other party. If Ivan was allowed to continue, he could talk for a whole class.

At that time, not to mention the demonstration of black magic, it is estimated that everyone will have to go out in a daze.

Because the knowledge of necromancy magic that Aiwen is talking about now is beyond everyone's comprehension.

Although this is just a very basic thing for Aiwen, it may not even be a basic thing, it is just common sense.

But to others, these centuries-old offshoots of the dark arts sound like bibles.

In the end, Moody interrupted Irwin to give Gryffindor ten points for his outstanding performance.

"Mr. Mason is very good, but I think your top priority is to understand the three major spells commonly used by dark wizards, the so-called Unforgivable Curses, rather than these unpopular and remote black magic centuries ago." Moody said, "Okay, can anyone tell me, what are the three Unforgivable Curses?"

After a while, Ginny raised her little hand tremblingly.

"There's the Imperius Curse, Professor!" she whispered.

She still had vivid memories of Ron being controlled by Peter Pettigrew last year, when he lived in the hospital for a long time.

The whole event and the spell had been discussed so many times by the Weasleys that it was impossible for Ginny to forget.

"Yes, Miss Weasley!" said Moody appreciatively. "Your father must have known about the spell. Back then, the Imperius Curse caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic."

He stood up with difficulty on his prosthetic leg, opened the drawer of the podium, and took out a glass bottle.

Three big black spiders were crawling around inside, looking scary.

All the students shrank back in their chairs, staring at him intently.

Moody reached into the bottle, grabbed a spider, and held it in his outstretched palm for all to see.