Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

In the early morning, when most students had not gotten up, DeWitt was already looking out from the top of the castle, feeling the cool breeze blowing. a2 was by his side and reported truthfully: "Except for Hagrid getting a few monsters to breed with during the holidays, there is no other situation, everything is as usual."

"Hagrid..." DeWitt was stunned, looking at a group of birds flying across the sky and said, "It's been such a long time, has he succeeded?"

"Success."

"What has been cultivated?"

a2 said expressionlessly: "He called that thing a snail."

"What kind of thing is that?"

"Gray white, many legs, with mucus on the body surface, the body is slender and curved, the average length is estimated to be about six inches," a2 replied solemnly: "It has a smell, is very active, and can spit fire from its tail, accompanied by fire. A weak explosion, that's the main way the squid uses it to move."

DeWitt was silent for a long time, then took out the class schedule and looked at it again, and noticed that he had signed up for the "Care of Magical Creatures" class, and that this class was on the first day of class.

"It sounds disgusting," he said. "Have you seen it and how do you feel about it?"

a2 said: "No."

"When will you have more subjective feelings?" DeWitt sighed: "It seems there is still a long way to go."

The sun rises and sets at about the same speed, and will enter the next stage in the blink of an eye when people are distracted. Now the sun has jumped out of the clouds.Some senior students got up one after another, most of them were busy preparing for the wizarding exams of the Ministry of Magic.In the eyes of these senior students, DeWitt, who was standing in the corridor and looking out, looked a little weird, as well as A2 next to him. It was the first time for many of them to see the castle administrator talking to others.

"It's time for you to go to work," DeWitt said to a2. "Go ahead."

In the afternoon Care of Magical Creatures class, the Blast-tailed Skrewt made a grand appearance. a2's description is very objective and fair. Even Hagrid can't figure out the unclear parts, such as the purpose of the Blast-Ended Skrewt - which is probably nothing but disgusting.

That night, Hermione and DeWitt received a notice from Professor McGonagall that they had completed the practical exam from the previous school year in the office of the Transfiguration class, and the whole process went extremely smoothly.Whether it's turning a teapot into a turtle or brewing intoxicating potions, it's all easy for two people.The Happy Charm of the Charms Examination was also cast just right. In fact, for DeWitt and Hermione, the two of them looked at each other for a moment, which was the best Happy Charm.The only troublesome part was the Defense Against the Dark Arts practical exam.Professor Lu Ping, who was in charge of teaching last semester, has left, and the new Professor Moody has not yet prepared the course for the final exam.

"This way," after thinking about it, Professor Moody turned his blue artificial eyes and said resolutely: "I will use a curse on you, and you can find a way to resist it. The curse will be random..."

"Alastor!" Professor McGonagall, who was invigilating the exam, screamed: "They are just students, not your Aurors!"

"I know!" Professor Moody's eyes moved faster, and he said with a bit of sternness: "Of course, you are still students...I will use prank spells on you..."

"No spells will work!" Professor McGonagall refused to give in, which made Professor Moody feel a little unreasonable: "How can a professor use offensive magic on students? Hogwarts has never had such a tradition! You He's an adult wizard!"

Professor Moody simply gave the choice to DeWitt and Hermione: "What do you think - do you two perform fake tricks on each other, attack each other with clumsy magic, and finally get a passing grade; or Resist my magic and get a high score beautifully?"

DeWitt and Hermione chose the latter.Professor McGonagall wiggled her nose in dissatisfaction, stared and took a few breaths, but didn't say anything. She just pulled out her wand and took precautions.

"Courageous Gryffindor," Professor Moody praised the two students' choices. He nodded with satisfaction. In the middle of the sentence, he suddenly pulled out his wand and silently released two curses. : "You have to keep it up."

Two iron armor spells were erected in front of DeWitt and Hermione at the same time. They both reacted, and the twisted air eliminated the light of the spell.

Professor McGonagall took a long breath, smiled with satisfaction, and nodded encouragingly to the students in her college.

"Is this really...have you ever had actual combat experience? The intern Aurors of the Ministry of Magic can't do better." Professor Moody raised his eyebrows in surprise. His blue artificial eyes no longer moved around, but in Germany. Scanning between Witte and Hermione, he didn't look happy, but looked suspicious and wary: "I didn't expect to meet students of your level."

"That's enough, Alastor," said Professor McGonagall: "That was last year. If you want to know, you can ask Dumbledore, I can vouch for them - they are absolutely harmless to Hogwarts. "

Professor Moody relaxed a little, and there was a look of joy on his face. However, the joyful expression on Professor Moody's face quickly disappeared, and he turned to say coldly: "In that case, you have got the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. If I remember correctly, you will have to take my class in two days - in order to meet your high standards, I will take more care of you." After nodding towards Professor McGonagall, Professor Moody He moved the wooden leg and left. The sound of closing the door was very loud, which made Professor McGonagall's proud expression drop a bit.

But after seeing DeWitt and Hermione, Professor McGonagall's face immediately became happy again: "You have done a good job. Professor Moody values ​​you very much. I hope you can continue to work hard and perform well in his class." , and of course don’t forget about other classes—Okay,” the usually stern dean patted the two students on the shoulders and said, “It’s getting late, go back and have a rest early.”

During the Defense Against the Dark Arts class two days later, DeWitt and Hermione knew the meaning of Professor Moody's words.

The disabled old wizard limped into the classroom, and the textbook in his hand fell heavily on the desk.

"Class now!" He yelled, and his fake eyes swept across the classroom to know whether everyone was here without calling names: "First period! Put your books away! We don't need textbooks, and I don't plan to ask you to do it now. Use the textbook. Granger!"

Hermione was prepared and stood up quickly.

"Tell me what you have learned and what you have learned before. If anyone has questions about what Granger said, raise your hand and ask."

Hermione skipped the content of the first year - Quirrell told some basic theories, and then skipped most of the content of the second year - Lockhart told some flashy and unproven stories. All he could say was what third-year Professor Lupine taught him, some correct measures to deal with magical creatures.Hermione knows these contents very well. What she said is accurate and fair. She does not mix in any content she has learned outside the course. Except for the little wizards who are not good at learning, most people have no objections.

"Very good," Professor Moody said after Hermione finished: "Professor McGonagall said that Granger's abilities were not exaggerated at all... You! Draco Malfoy! What joke did you hear?" Really? Do you think what I said is ridiculous?"

Malfoy immediately pursed his lips tightly, not daring to show any more contempt. He was very good at telling people what to do, and Professor Moody was someone even his father did not dare to mess with.

"Professor Lupine has taught you well, but you should also agree that you won't have many opportunities to come into contact with those dark creatures. What really needs your attention is magic, so I will teach you how to fight against magic- —Dark magic!" Professor Moody shouted: "Granger! Tell me about the most famous dark magic!"

Hermione answered the three Unforgivable Curses quickly and standardly, as if she were a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"The key point is that there is no counter-spell! Once it takes effect, it is unstoppable!" Professor Moody said: "Everyone remember it! Memorize the most significant features of the Unforgivable Curse! Especially the Death Curse and the Self-Calling Curse. Since its invention, there has been only one survivor so far, and that survivor is sitting in this classroom."

Many eyes turned to Harry.Harry was not proud of it.

"What?" Professor Moody sneered at this: "You also want to test the death curse with yourself? Test whether you are the unique chosen one? Come on, sign up boldly. If anyone dares to sign up, I will dare to perform it on him. The effect of the death curse is guaranteed to be fast and accurate. Now - who wants to do it!

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The last question caused the chalk dust on the blackboard to fall.No one in the classroom dared to breathe loudly.

"Very good." Professor Moody's prosthetic eyes, which were widened to the limit, resumed their movements. He calmed down and said, "I hope you will not ignore the dangers of the death curse just because of special cases, unless your enemy is weak and small. Wizard students, so poor magic power and weak faith cannot support the power of the death curse - I am talking about you sitting in this classroom - maybe with the exception of a few, I stand here and let you point at me. If you cast a spell on the tip of your nose, the final result will probably just be some nosebleeds.”

At this time, many people heard Draco Malfoy whisper: "Really? I don't believe it."

"Lucius Malfoy's son, isn't he?" Apparently Professor Mu heard clearly, and he whispered maliciously: "Come up, please come up."

Malfoy's face was as white as paper.

"Come up!" Professor Moody yelled.

Malfoy inched closer to the podium.

Professor Moody's eyes were fixed on Malfoy: "I think you must be very familiar with the other two unforgivable curses. After all, your father's crime and escape are probably inseparable from them. As Lucius's beloved son, I must You know a lot about this too. Granger, sit down and listen - and see if the Malfoy boy can go into more detail. Or... do you want to try it yourself? Make one for your classmates. demonstration?"

Malfoy mustered up all the courage he would have for the rest of his life, and said with a trembling voice: "This... this is... illegal! Moody... Professor Moody!"

What a polite boy, Harry covered his mouth in his position, shook his shoulders violently and laughed silently - look, Malfoy didn't forget to give Moody an honorific at this time.

"It's illegal...it's illegal...of course I know it's illegal!" Professor Moody suddenly stepped forward and was almost face to face with Malfoy. The spit spit sprayed into Malfoy's eyes. The kid didn't dare to blink for fear of being unable to avoid Moody. The professor's spell: "So be careful! Don't break the law! My eyes... are staring at you - and you!"

Professor Moody had an impression of every Death Eater who had participated in the turmoil caused by Voldemort. Even if these Death Eaters escaped the sanctions of the Ministry of Magic, he would not forget them.Because Death Eaters are a kind of inheritance, this concept is rooted in blood, which is consistent with the way the family continues.

"Go down." Professor Moody let Malfoy go and started the subsequent lessons.

Not only Malfoy, but everyone with a guilty conscience felt that Moody's fake eyes were staring at them.