Unseal at Hogwarts

Tom finished the food on the plate in three bites, grabbed the whole package happily and ran to the dormitory.

The goshawk held Tom's shoulder firmly and glanced at the people following him with a leering attitude.

Harry originally wanted to go back with him, but then he thought about it. Tom must have wanted to take a good look at the gift from his godfather by himself. He had better not disturb him. Even if he was interested in the small mobile phone, he was completely You can wait until Tom understands it before telling him.

Thinking this, Harry moved his hips and ate his breakfast with peace of mind.

On the staff table, Dumbledore chuckled, forked a piece of cake covered with cream, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tom ran all the way and rushed into his dormitory.

The goshawk probably got tired of sitting on Tom's shoulder. As soon as Tom entered the bedroom, it flapped its wings and landed on Tom's desk.

But before Rubelos came back, Tom locked the door himself, sat on the carpet, and opened the box again.

There was also a detailed instruction manual in the small box containing the mobile phone. Tom followed the instructions and immediately knew how to use the mobile phone.

This is indeed much easier to use than the previous "big brick". It is compact and can be used in the magical world. The most important thing is that even if it runs out of power, Tom doesn't have to worry. He just needs to point his wand at it and whisper " "Energy Replenishment" can be used again, which is not too convenient.

"If all mobile phones in the Muggle world were like this, I'm afraid they would be sold like crazy." Tom said to himself while holding the mobile phone in a very good mood.

After studying the mobile phone, Tom grabbed the long and narrow wooden box lying inside the big box.

The wooden box was very light and completely different from the boxes Tom saw when he went to Ollivander's Wand Shop to buy a wand.

The wooden box is surrounded by carved patterns that are winding and intertwining, giving it an indescribable sense of strangeness.

Tom opened the wooden box. This wooden box contained the magic wand that Penny Godfather mentioned in his letter.

The wand was also somewhat different from Tom's own silver-haired basswood wand.

It was about ten inches, with a straight shaft and a small ring-shaped protrusion about two inches from the tip. The hand-held part at the end is very beautiful. When Tom holds it, he feels a warm and comfortable feeling spreading from deep inside.

Tom was still a little skeptical at first, worried that his godfather had been deceived and spent all his efforts to get a useless piece of wood, but now he was somewhat relieved.

The godfather is still so capable. No matter what he wants to do, he can definitely do it.

Tom took the wand and tried it.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Not far away, Harry's pillow slowly floated up from the bed, moving up and down and left and right with the movements of Tom's hands.

"Stop the curse."

Now Tom was completely relieved. This wand was indeed real, and for some reason, it suited him very well.

Tom carefully placed the wand away and opened another wooden box.

In the other wooden box was the wand holder mentioned in the letter.

Tom tried it on and found that this wand case was very suitable for holding the wand given by his godfather. It could be fixed on the left side of the body. As long as you wear a robe over it, no one will see the hidden wand.

Tom happily put away these gifts and only put the mobile phone in his pocket. The wand and wand case were carefully placed in the suitcase, locked with the "Ingot" plate, and pushed the suitcase to the Under the bed.

He originally wanted to bring this spare wand with him, but thinking of Moody's big blue eyes, he decided to hide the wand first - it was rumored that Moody's magical eyes could see through All the things.

It was getting late. When Tom saw that everything was packed, he grabbed his schoolbag and hurried to the classroom.

Unfortunately, this was Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson.

Tom had timed it just right. As soon as he sat down in the empty seat next to Harry, Moody's distinctive "thumping" footsteps came from the corridor.

The students in the entire classroom had solemn faces and were ready.

"Dum———"

The footsteps got closer and closer, and soon they arrived at the classroom door.

Moody's slightly rickety figure appeared at the door of the classroom.

He scanned the entire classroom with his normal eye, the blue magic eyes spinning crazily in his eye sockets.

All the students looked at Moody - this was the first time that a fourth-year Slytherin student had attended Moody's class.

Tom was actually a little resistant to this lesson.

Moody obviously didn't deal with him, and he didn't seem to be a broad-minded person. He knew that Moody would definitely make things difficult for him in class.

"Put away your textbooks," Moody said in his slightly hoarse, deep voice. "That stuff is of no use in my class."

Tom raised his eyebrows in surprise, just as Harry looked at him.

The classroom was very quiet, except for the rustle of students putting away their textbooks, and the only sound left was the sound of Moody walking around.

"As far as I know, you have learned a lot in previous years' Defense Against the Dark Arts classes." Moody glanced around the classroom with his normal eyes.

But for some reason, Tom always felt that Moody's magic eyes stayed in his direction longer.

"However, I have to say that the knowledge you have learned is just superficial knowledge about defense against dark arts." Moody hit the floor hard with the crutch he was leaning on, making a crisp knocking sound, "And I want to hand in What I give you is the real Defense Against the Dark Arts skills you need when fighting between wizards."

His dissatisfied scarred face twitched, revealing a twisted smile, his slightly yellow teeth bared, looking at the students in the classroom maliciously.

Even though Moody's relationship with the Slytherins was somewhat tense, the Slytherins became uncontrollably agitated after what he said.

Not to mention that Harry was already gearing up, his eyes were shining, and he wanted Moody to teach them powerful and useful magic right away.