The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

"Professor Moody is too fierce! Just looking at his appearance, I thought he would be a very nervous person, but I didn't expect him to be so fair!"

The next morning in the auditorium, John was sitting next to Link and talking endlessly.

Just by looking at the two faint dark circles on his face, you can tell that he must have been too excited to fall asleep last night.

Link shook his head speechlessly. This is what young people do, they are inexplicably sentimental.

From Link's point of view, Moody just found an excuse to mess with Draco.

And what made Link even more concerned was that Moody also said similar warning words to him.

Without knowing whether Moody was Barty Jr. in disguise, it was really difficult for Link to tell what the other party really meant.

But it doesn't matter, if it's fake, it will eventually show its flaws.

After casually talking to John, the owl happened to deliver today's Daily Prophet to Link, so he started reading the newspaper while eating breakfast.

At this sight, Link's expression became serious.

Because on today's front page, there is a piece of news that is enough to shock the public opinion of the entire wizarding world.

Peter Pettigrew, escaped from prison!

Of course, since Peter Pettigrew was never officially transferred to Azkaban, what he escaped was not Azkaban, but the dungeons of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

But this is also a very difficult job.

Because that dungeon is guarded by Aurors 24 hours a day, the defense is not much weaker than Azkaban.

Moreover, the Ministry of Magic already knew that Peter Pettigrew was an illegal Animagus, so in this case, there was only one possibility left for him to successfully escape from prison.

'There's a mole in the Ministry of Magic! '

Looking at the dynamic picture in the newspaper of Minister of Magic Fudge bowing and apologizing, Link sighed and thought so.

He had actually expected this situation when he heard that the Ministry of Magic had not transferred Peter Pettigrew for a long time, so even if he heard the news now, he was not too shocked.

What Link feels is more of helplessness, helplessness towards the forced inertia of the plot.

But in a sense, it can be a good thing that the plot has such strong inertia, right?

After all, this means that even with the existence of Link, the butterfly, Voldemort will eventually be defeated by Harry, the savior.

So should I change my strategy and assist Harry, the real savior?

As soon as this idea popped up, Link quickly shook his head and threw it out of his mind.

Placing hope on others is the most stupid behavior!

Link still prefers to believe in himself!

Thinking this, Link took a deep breath and continued reading the newspaper.

In addition to Peter Pettigrew's escape from prison, the Daily Prophet also published other news. First, Barty Crouch, the director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, was attacked on his way home and moved into St. Mungo's Magic House. Injury and Injury Hospital.

There is no doubt that this must be the work of Old Kelie and the others.

Another piece of news is about the riots at the Quidditch World Cup.

The Daily Prophet devoted no less space to this incident than to Peter Pettigrew's escape from prison, for that night the Dark Mark was revealed.

The Ministry of Magic is also really cool.

They are trying to shirk the blame, or they are simply making up their minds.

These three events were directly linked together, and it became the remnants of the Death Eaters who planned all the actions in order to retaliate against Old Barty Crow and incidentally rescue Peter Pettigrew.

He said that he had noses and eyes. If Link hadn't been very clear about what was going on, he might have believed it.

However, this does not prevent the Daily Prophet from criticizing the Ministry of Magic's weakness.

This means that today's Daily Prophet can be said to be dedicated to the Ministry of Darkness.

Link was speechless at this.

Because the Daily Prophet's approach is like an unprincipled wallflower who jumps around repeatedly.

Yesterday, I was very happy to work with Fudge and praised him very much.

Today, you can push the other party into the mud pit for traffic, and then step on it a few times.

Could it be said that this is the core secret of being a media person?

Link was not interested in figuring this out. He finished his breakfast quickly, and then took John, who was still chattering non-stop, to Greenhouse No. [-].

The first class of the school year was Professor Sprout's Herbology class. As Hufflepuffs, they must not be late.

It's a pity that Professor Sprout doesn't seem to be in favor of Link and the others. The first lesson she announced to the Hufflepuffs was to collect the thick juice of Bobo tubers.

This is not a pleasant life.

Because Babo tubers are very ugly, they don't look like plants at all, but more like big black, sticky slugs. They just emerge straight out of the soil and are still squirming slightly.

What Link and the others want to squeeze are the big pustules on their bodies, which are filled with thick, thick juice.

These juices are actually a very useful ingredient for treating stubborn acne and are the ingredients in many beauty potions.

"Okay, everyone, please put on your dragon skin gloves. Remember not to touch these plants with bare hands. The diluted Babo tuber pus will cause unusual damage to the skin!"

As Professor Sprout said, he also put on dragon leather gloves and started squeezing out the thick juice neatly.

She grabbed a baba tuber and squeezed it hard, and a large amount of yellow-green liquid spurted out along with a pungent smell of gasoline.

The Hufflepuffs all looked embarrassed when they saw this, but due to the majesty of their headmaster, they said nothing and started working obediently.

But this is still too disgusting.

Many girls couldn't help but vomited out the breakfast they had just eaten.

Link didn't change his expression. Of course, this was because he turned off the super-sensory spell and fully activated the Occlumency.

After finishing the nightmare operation of squeezing the pustule, Link and others rushed to the Black Lake to take the Care of Magical Creatures class.

This made many people breathe a sigh of relief, while a few people still had unfinished expressions on their faces.

It was as if the course just given them a great sense of satisfaction.

Link couldn't understand this.

Pussy pimples are something that you have to squeeze yourself to feel good.

He would just feel sick if he squeezed other people.

But it doesn't matter, soon the faces of these people also put the mask of pain again.

Because the first lesson Hagrid taught everyone was to feed snails.

This is a white-grey, slimy, disgusting creature that looks like a giant lobster with its shell removed.

They have no heads, and have many legs scattered across their abdomens. Some of them have spikes on their tails, which can explode and injure many people. The craziest thing is that they also have a strong smell of rotten fish and shrimp.

The food that needs to be fed to them is frog liver waste left over from Potions class, which is also extremely disgusting.

The combination of the two made even the docile Hufflepuff start to complain.

Link also doesn't understand Hagrid very much.

This guy seems to be unhappy if he doesn't die a few times every year.

He knew at a glance that the blast-tailed snail was a new species cultivated by Hagrid himself using the blood fusion technology of magical creatures, or that it was a more dangerous species.

This is illegal!

Although the Ministry of Magic has begun to advocate the cancellation of this law, there is no doubt that if someone makes a fuss about the squid, then Hagrid will definitely get into trouble again.

A full hour later, Link and others returned to Hogwarts and were ready to have lunch.

However, after experiencing the Bobo tubers and fried-ended snails, everyone actually didn’t have much appetite anymore.

The only thing that can make everyone a little happier is that in the afternoon they will have the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the new semester, which is Professor Moody's class.

Throughout noon, John kept talking in the auditorium about his expectations for the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class. In his description, Moody seemed to be a combination of all the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professors. The perfect existence of advantages.

Like Quirrell, he has a lot of theoretical knowledge, like Lockhart, he will tell them some wonderful stories about his Auror days from time to time, and like Lupin, he will teach them practical combat...

Through his narration, the Hufflepuffs became more expectant of Moody.

Even Ravenclaw was slightly affected by John's girlfriend Lillian.

The result of this was that when the lunch break ended, everyone rushed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom early, placed the "Advanced Self-Defense Against the Dark Arts" on the desk, and pretended to be very well-behaved.

Link is also looking forward to this class.

But his expectations were different from John's.

He actually wanted to use Moody's performance in this class to judge whether the Moody was original.

Therefore, when a distinctive sound of footsteps sounded from outside the classroom, Link immediately activated the super-sensory spell and stared at the door with all his concentration.

Soon, Moody walked into the classroom.

Everyone became nervous involuntarily, and the whispers that still existed disappeared instantly, because Moody's image was a bit too scary after all, not to mention that it was daytime, the light was better, and everyone could see it more clearly. She could see the dense scars on his face and the ferocious artificial leg that looked like a monster's claw exposed from the hem of his windbreaker.

"Put these textbooks away, you won't be able to find them!"

Moody walked to the podium with difficulty on crutches while speaking in that strange, hoarse voice.

Link understood why he spoke in this tone, because he also had a huge scar on his neck. It was obvious that a guy had destroyed his vocal cords.

Amidst a burst of giggling, everyone quickly put their textbooks into their schoolbags and turned around to look at Moody excitedly.

Because taking back the textbooks means that Moody will give them some unique and unique content in this class. This has been confirmed by Lupine last year.

Moody himself was extremely calm.

He held up the roster and called the names one by one. The normal eye never left the book, but the magic eye kept turning, staring at every student who answered.

The girls all seemed a little shy because they always remembered Link once said that Moody's magic eye had the ability to see through.

When Link's name was called, Link could clearly feel that the other party's dark blue demonic eye pupils shrank suddenly.

Even Moody's movement to shout stopped for a moment.

This was a sign that the other party noticed that Link was spying on him using a super-sensory spell.

However, this was as expected by Link. He did not shy away at all and continued to stare at Moody with the super-sensory spell.

Because even if he was discovered, it wouldn't be a big deal. Link could have fooled him into thinking that he wanted to use the Psychic Charm to concentrate on class.

And Moody, as he expected, just stared at him for a moment before continuing to name names.

"Okay, everyone is here."

After the roll call was completed, Moody put down the roster and looked up and said, "Before I officially came to Hogwarts to take up the post, I received a letter from Professor Lupin, in which he introduced your teaching progress in detail. It seems that he is very interested in dealing with the underworld." You have mastered a lot of basic knowledge about magical creatures, including how to deal with boggarts, red hats, grindylows, kabba or werewolves. Am I right?"

Everyone nodded.

Moody smiled grimly and continued:

"But what you need to know is that dealing with dark magic creatures is only a very small part of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course. For us, what we really need to be wary of is not the dark magic creatures, but the dark wizards! On this point, Professor Lupine doesn't seem to have mentioned it to you. Fortunately, we still have time. In the next year, I plan to let you have a good understanding of the behavior between dark wizards and ordinary wizards, and teach you how to Protect yourself against the dark wizard!"

There was silence in the classroom.

Everyone held their breath spontaneously, and Moody's weird voice and terrifying grin instinctively gave everyone a bad feeling.

"Link Foley!"

Moody suddenly raised his voice and said in an almost roaring state, "Now please get up and tell me what a dark wizard is!"

"Generally refers to an evil wizard, specifically a wizard who masters and is accustomed to using evil black magic, and has used black magic to commit unforgivable crimes."

Link was not startled like the other students, but responded calmly in unison.

"You're right! The key to dark wizards lies in their evil hearts and black magic!" Moody continued, but mid-sentence he suddenly roared at Link, "I haven't asked you to sit down yet, Link Foley! Keep standing still for me!"

Link's knees, which had been bent just now, straightened up again.

At the same time, the look in his eyes towards Moody gradually became sharper and evil.

He had already vaguely sensed that Moody was specifically retaliating against him for spying on him with his supersensory spell.

Moody was also looking at Link with a grin. The two looked at each other uncompromisingly for a moment, and then Moody slowly said in a tone that was almost chanting:

"Now, Link Foley, among all the black magic, what is the most deadly and evil curse?"