The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

For the next two days, John was constantly alert to the possible attacks from Mad Eye Moody.

However, let alone being targeted, Mad-Eye Moody has not even appeared in public since the beginning of school.

This fits Draco's description of Mad-Eye Moody very well - a person with severe persecution paranoia.

Generally, people who suffer from this disease will not wander around outside for no reason.

John even guessed that the most likely thing he would do was to fill his office with various defensive restrictions and then huddle in it all day long.

However, Mad-Eye Moody's low-key behavior also made students more curious about him.

And soon, John and other fourth-grade Slytherins ushered in their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

The school bell hadn't even rang that day, so they arrived at the classroom early, took out their copies of "Dark Powers: Self-Defense Guide" and waited.

The atmosphere in the classroom is quite relaxed.

Except for John and Draco who received some news and seemed a little serious, the rest of the Slytherins were relatively relaxed even though they all heard Draco say a lot of bad things about Moody.

After all, their thoughts were similar to Ron's, and they felt that even if Moody wanted to target him, he would only target the second-generation black men like Draco who were upright and black.

As for the little minions like them who are only a little bit dirty, Moody will most likely ignore them.

And soon, a series of footsteps sounded from the corridor.

The sound of footsteps was really strange.

It's really hard to imagine what kind of person could make such footsteps when walking.

This made many students stretch their necks out of curiosity, hoping to see the true face of the mysterious Mad-Eye Moody at the first opportunity.

The next moment, I just heard a 'bang' sound.

The classroom door was pushed open.

A man stood at the door, leaning on a long cane and wearing a black robe.

With a slight movement of the wand in his hand, the originally closed curtains in the classroom were automatically opened, and bright sunlight shone into the classroom and illuminated his face.

"hiss--"

Many Slytherins gasped.

Mad-Eye Moody’s face is so scary!

It looked as if it had been carved out of a piece of rotten wood by someone who had only a vague idea of ​​what a human face should look like and wasn't very good at using a carving knife.

Every inch of skin on the face seemed to be scarred, the mouth was like a big crooked hole, and the place where the nose should be raised was missing.

The most terrifying thing about him is his eyes.

One of his eyes was small, black, and shiny.

The other eye is very large, round like a coin, and is a distinct bright blue.

The blue eye moved without blinking, turning up and down, left and right, scanning everyone in the classroom.

He didn't walk towards the podium until he had looked at everyone.

At this time, everyone finally knew why he made such strange noises when walking.

Because he has a claw-like wooden leg.

The prosthetic leg was not very flexible, causing him to walk with a slight limp and he had to rely on crutches.

Finally, he sat behind the podium.

"what--"

Moody let out a long sigh of relief as if he had completed some big project, then waved his hand and said, "Put these textbooks away, you won't need them in this class."

His voice was extremely hoarse and even a little hard to hear.

John suspected it was due to an injury to his tongue or throat.

He observed carefully, and sure enough he found a long scar on Moody's neck - this man had his throat cut!

Unlike John, the other Slytherins in the classroom did not dare to stare at Moody so boldly.

Mad-Eye Moody's appearance is really scary.

Now, their original curiosity has all dissipated.

Instead there was only tension and fear.

Moody gave the order, and everyone began to quickly pack up their textbooks and take out their wands.

Draco was so nervous that he dropped his wand on the ground with shaking hands.

Moody's strange bright blue eyes locked onto him almost instantly.

"You are Lucius Malfoy's son, right?" Moody said slowly, "It's really nostalgic. My colleagues and I spent a lot of effort to catch your father, but we didn't expect... …”

Moody did not continue speaking, but shook his head, as if he was remembering something.

Draco's face suddenly turned pale when he heard this.

But the strange thing is that he did not refute, but silently picked up the wand, and then lowered his head like other Slytherins.

Apparently, he had been warned similarly to John - not to provoke Moody head-on.

It took several seconds for Moody to recover from the memory.

He clapped his hands hard and said:

"Okay, let's get down to business. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Alastor Moody. I am here to do Dumbledore a favor. I will teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts for a year and teach you some Auror skills. Experience for you.

Yes, I will only teach for a year and then resume my quiet retirement life. "

Moody paused, took out a metal wine bottle he carried with him and took a sip before continuing:

"One year is still too short. Due to time constraints, I am not going to teach you some cracking spells in a step-by-step manner in accordance with the regulations of the Ministry of Magic.

I want to be more direct and give you some more important information.

For example, the Unforgivable Curse. "

As soon as these words came out, the Slytherins in the classroom were shocked again.

No professor has ever been so bold as to teach them these things!

Theoretically speaking, this is something that only seventh graders have some exposure to!

But Moody ignored it.

His bright blue eye swayed and finally settled on John.

"John Shafik, Dumbledore and Snape both speak highly of you. So it's up to you to answer the question. What is the Unforgivable Curse?"

John's heart trembled, and he understood that the so-called target was coming.

However, he still stood up and replied expressionlessly:

"The Unforgivable Curse generally represents the [Death Curse], [Cruciatus Curse] and [Soul-stealing Curse]. These are extremely evil and cruel black magic. Once used on people, they will be sentenced to Azkaban. Life imprisonment without mercy."

"Good answer!"

Moody applauded and praised, "It seems that you are indeed worthy of your name. It is a pity that Dumbledore will not let you participate in the Triwizard Tournament! Well - thirty points for Slytherin!"

"Forehead--"

John's expression was a little stunned.

This was different from what he had imagined.

It's okay if Moody doesn't target him.

Why did you give him extra points?

And OnePlus is still [-] points?

This is not a small score, especially now that the school has just started for a few days.

Moody ignored John's mood and continued:

"As John said, the Unforgivable Curse is composed of those three kinds of evil black magic. Next, I will personally demonstrate it for you."

"Are you going to... demonstrate it yourself!?"

Draco's eyes widened and he spoke in great horror.

Because Moody had been staring at him and smiling when he was talking.

That smile combined with the twisted and stretched scars on his face made him look as hideous and terrifying as possible.

This gave Draco a subconscious premonition.

This old guy was going to use him as a demonstration target.

After hearing this, Moody smiled even more happily.

His bright blue eyes seemed to have the ability to see through people's hearts.

Just listen to him smile and say:

"Although I also want to use a [Imperius Curse] on you to make you confess your father's secret so that he can be arrested. But please don't worry, I have my own ethics. I, Moody, will never use it in my life. Let alone use the Unforgivable Curse on a human like you. As for the so-called demonstration, I have a better way."

As he spoke, Moody took out his wand and pressed the tip of the wand against his own head.