Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Special training?

Zhang Xiao looked at the women's gloves suspended in the air with some surprise.

Does Ms. Glove have such a strong sense of belonging and honor to the school?

However, I am not playing on behalf of Hogwarts, and I must make this clear.

What I hate most is being cheated on.

"Madam, there is something that needs to be explained in advance."

Zhang Xiao briefly described the causes and consequences.

"Are you competing alone?"

"Yes."

“Other schools have six people?”

"That's right"

Ms. Gloves was silent for a while, then suddenly became excited:

"Then there is still hope for Hogwarts! Who do you think is most likely to participate in the competition?"

What does it mean that there is still hope for Hogwarts?

Do you look down on yourself so much?

I'm not bragging, but looking at the whole school, I have been practicing with myself for three years, and I can compete with the club friends who have made great progress.

So they still have to stick together!

So you asked Cedric, Harry, Malfoy, Ron, Hermione, and Neville to form a team?

How can that be?

The smile disappeared and Zhang Xiao took a breath, as if it was not impossible!

Because of himself, he has a good relationship with the little wizards in the club, and he knows that he will represent the East in the competition.

Is it possible for these six people to unite?

Dangerous! !

"Ma'am, I'm not sure yet."

Zhang Xiao frowned, imagining what if those people really formed a team

"I'll go back and confirm. If it's really what I think, it must be them!"

"What? Draco, are you guys really forming a team?"

Seeing Malfoy's triumphant look, Zhang Xiao was so surprised that he almost couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear:

"Draco, don't you usually say that you hate Potter and Weasley the most? Why are you willing to team up with them?"

Malfoy's face immediately turned red. He coughed twice in a low voice and said slowly in his most accustomed tone:

"Potter and Weasley invited me to become captain. For the glory of Hogwarts and Slytherin, I reluctantly agreed."

At this moment, Moody's distinctive thumping footsteps came along the corridor. Everyone hurriedly sat down and opened "Dark Powers: A Guide to Self-Defense"

There was silence in the classroom. It must be said that Moody's terrifying appearance and temperament frightened the little wizards.

Zhang Xiao had no choice but to sit up straight, resting his face on one hand, waiting for Moody's first lesson.

'Thump thump thump' the footsteps stopped outside the door.

Moody opened the door and walked into the classroom, looking as weird and scary as usual.

They could just see his claw-like wooden foot peeking out from under his robe.

"Oh - put those things away." Moody glanced at the textbooks in front of everyone, couldn't help but frowned, and shouted in a rough voice, while walking to the podium with difficulty on crutches, Sat down.

"In my class, you don't have to use these useless things!"

Hermione's eyes sharpened immediately. She pouted her face and pursed her lips. She was obviously very unconvinced and wanted to discuss the role of books with Professor Moody.

But the little witch had matured a little after all, so she could only close the book angrily, but she still kept it at hand so that she could read it immediately when she needed it.

The other students were very happy when they put their books into their schoolbags.

Ron seemed particularly excited, and he whispered:

"Harry, this is great. I like professors who don't have to hold books to read in class. I think Moody is very capable!"

Harry nodded and said with the same longing:

"Yes, we have to study hard, Ron. The competition will start soon. We must seize every opportunity to improve ourselves!"

Ron immediately became serious. He stared at Moody with unprecedented concentration, which even made the very sensitive professor twist his body uncomfortably.

"Alright alright"

Moody muttered, took out the list of students, shook his head, shook his long gray hair away from his twisted and scarred face, and began to call the names.

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

"Okay." When the last student answered.

Moody tossed the list up in the air and clicked it with his wand.

The list immediately exploded into a pile of dust in the sky, falling like snowflakes, but before it hit the ground, it turned into sparks again, flickered briefly and turned into ashes.

"That's almost it. I have memorized all of you. If you are interested, you can also practice this skill of quickly memorizing names and faces.

Trust me, this will save your life in the future! "

The little wizards didn't dare to breathe. They had already asked Professor Moody who he was.

That's the strongest Auror! He captured half of Azkaban!

Moody scratched his hair and limped to the podium:

"Well, although I used to teach new Aurors how to survive, I have never taught you this."

He tried hard to find a suitable adjective, and finally Moody said roughly:

"Chicks! Yes, that's right, you are not even young."

The little wizards are still like quails, not daring to say a word. If they have to say something, they will only say:

"Professor Moody is right!"

"Okay, let's start class!"

Professor Moody leaned on the podium: "I received a letter from Professor Luping introducing the situation of this course.

It looks like you already have a good grasp of the basics on how to deal with dark animals - you've learned how to deal with boggarts, red hats, hinkpunks, grindylows, Cabba and werewolves, right? "

The students murmured their approval.

“But you haven’t learned enough about how to deal with spells—very little,” Moody said. “So I’m going to give you a taste of the spells that wizards cast among themselves.

I have one year to teach you how to deal with dark magic—"

He looked at the little wizard below and smiled with satisfaction. Those dark creatures were indeed worth learning.

But it is definitely not these things that cause the wizards the most trouble.

But black magic.

Stay alert at all times! "

The little wizards were startled, couldn't help but tremble, and leaned back in fear.

He laughed hoarsely, then clapped his rough hands.

"well, let's get back to business.

Spells come in many forms and have different effects.

Now, according to Ministry of Magic regulations, I'm supposed to teach you various breaking spells, and that's it.

Logically speaking, since you are not in sixth grade, I shouldn't tell you what illegal black magic spells look like, because you are still young and cannot deal with this set of things.