[HP] This Evil

Harry Potter has recently been in the same predicament as Catherine was before.Since the Goblet of Fire spat out his name, many students believed that he had cheated, and he was pointed at in the classroom and in the Gryffindor common room.Draco was overjoyed by the incident, and he made trouble for Harry at least once a day.

"I guess you can last for 10 minutes at most in the game, and then you will be sent to Madam Pomfrey." Draco jumped down from the tree and swaggered towards Harry who came out of the castle, "But my dad doesn't Agreed, he thinks 5 minutes at most.” (From the lines of “Goblet of Fire”) Catherine watched the fun with her arms folded expressionlessly, although Harry’s current predicament was similar to hers before, but she did not give birth to any sympathy feeling.

Harry couldn't be bothered to speak, and turned his head to walk in the opposite direction.Draco punched the cotton, feeling a little embarrassed and a little annoyed, he pulled out his wand facing Harry's back, "I want to teach you a lesson."Only then did Catherine feel that she should step forward to stop Draco's childish behavior, but before she could rush forward, she saw Draco suddenly spun around in place, and then a ferret appeared on the ground. "The villain who shot from behind, I want you to learn a lesson." Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Moody walked over with a cane, and he waved his wand up and down, and Draco, who turned into a ferret, followed his movements Rolling in the air, making a "squeak" sound.

Catherine suddenly felt furious, she rushed up, caught the "ferret" still rolling in the air with her left hand, and pointed at Moody with her wand, "You've been targeting us! From the first section of Defense Against the Dark Arts That's it for class, you're deliberately humiliating Slytherin! Thachara will make you pay!"

The students who were chattering around and watching the excitement just now became dead silent. They all thought that Ferrara was crazy. She was actually threatening a professor, and even pointed her wand at the professor!Even Draco, who had turned into a ferret, did not move. He lay on Catherine's arms, his little paws clutching the sleeves of her school robe.

The strange thing is that Moody was not angry, nor did he turn Catherine into a ferret. He showed a strange smile, "What do you want to do, Miss Catherine? Use an Unforgivable Curse? Come on, give it a try." Try, let me see your ability."

Catherine stood stiffly, wand in hand, regretful and terrified. I'm sure I'll be fired this time, she thought.

Moody was still staring at her with his fake eyes, as if trying to see her through a hole, and Catherine took a stealthy step back, and she ran off futilely with Ferret in her arms.She ran all the way thinking about where to go, the lounge was definitely not good, there were too many people there; the empty classroom was also bad, maybe there would be talkative portraits telling the story.In the end, she chose the prefect's bathroom on the fourth floor. Senior Gemma told her the password on the eve of her graduation.

There was no one in the prefect's bathroom as expected. Catherine sneaked in, locked the door behind her, and put the "ferret" on the bench beside the bath.

"We have to go to Professor McGonagall to help you break the spell." Catherine squatted next to the bench and said to "Ferret".

The ferret let out a dissatisfied "squeak" twice, and then bit Catherine's cuff with its sharp teeth.

"Where's Professor Snape? Let's go find Professor Snape, okay?" Catherine continued to ask, and reached out to touch the top of "Ferret"'s head.

"Squeak", "Ferreat" was still dissatisfied, it lightly bit Catherine's finger again.

"If you don't even want to find Professor Snape, then we really can't find anyone else." Catherine sighed, "You can't let me break the spell for you, this spell is too difficult, I can't, and I didn't learn Transfiguration itself well."

"Squeak", "Ferreat" ignored what Catherine was saying, but circled back and forth on the bench, rubbing its paws against the smooth surface of the bench to express its dissatisfaction.

Catherine sighed again, and asked helplessly, "I know this spell can only last for six hours at most, why don't we just stay here and wait for the time to pass, okay?"

"Zhizhi", "Ferreat" is finally satisfied this time. It put its head in Catherine's palm and rubbed it. Its two eyes are black and shiny, a little...cute.

The prefect's bathroom was as big as five Slytherin bedrooms, and the tub was rectangular, as big as a swimming pool.Since Catherine and the others came in, hundreds of brass faucets have automatically and continuously flowed hot water. Now the bath has been filled with hot water and various bubbles, and the temperature in the bathroom has also risen accordingly.Catherine was a little hot, she took off her robe and sat on the bench in just a shirt, waiting with Draco for the six hours to pass.

"Ferret" was very honest at first, quietly lying on the stool, letting Catherine stroke it.But after a while, it began to move restlessly, first jumping up and down on Catherine, and then running around in the prefect's bathroom, looking very impatient.Catherine didn't stop it, because anyone who suddenly turned into an animal would be very upset.

The bathroom was filled with a thick layer of water vapor, and the floor was a bit wet, especially near the edge of the bath, where a small puddle of water had accumulated.

"Squeak—" the "ferret" scurrying around suddenly ran onto the puddle of water, he slid forward uncontrollably, and fell into the water with a "plop".Catherine didn't care at first, she just waited for Draco to climb up by himself and laughed at him, but she quickly realized that Draco was just a ferret now, and that huge bath probably killed him.

Thinking of this, she immediately ran to the edge of the bath, reaching out to pull Draco up.But the bath was too big, and Draco had drifted out of her reach.Inside the layer after layer of colorful bubbles, there is a small furry white head bobbing up and down in the water, its claws fluttering in horror, and its mouth keeps making "squeaking" sounds.

Catherine jumped into the bath almost instantly. She swam quickly to the ferret, put it on her shoulders, and swam back to the shore.

"Don't you know to stay away from the bath?" Catherine said aloud as she climbed ashore and put the Ferret on the bench again, twisting her wet hair.She had just jumped into the tub before she could undress and was now wet from head to toe, her white shirt clinging to her body and her skirt dripping with water.Fortunately, she had learned the Clothes Drying Curse a long time ago, and after a while, all her clothes were dry. "Ferret" stood on the stool, his body was still wet, his front paws were hanging on his chest, his head was lowered, like a child who made a mistake.Catherine's heart softened suddenly, and she didn't blame Draco herself, but she couldn't help losing her temper because she was worried that he would be drowned.

"You always make me worry about you." Catherine hugged "Ferret" back into her arms and wiped his fur with a big fluffy towel. "At this time last year, you went to provoke Buckbeak, and you hurt your arm, and this year... Moody went too far! How could he use Transfiguration to punish students!" "Ferret" obediently lay on her lap On the knee, from time to time, he rubbed the top of his head against her palm, looking extremely cute.

"I will definitely be fired this time." Catherine continued to think to herself, "Will you write to me? You must write to me, or I will burn your Nimbus 2001!"

"Squeak".

Catherine: ...

Six hours was really tough, and the bathroom was so hot that Catherine fell asleep unconsciously on the bench. When she woke up, it was already dinner time.The bench in the prefect's bathroom was wide enough to accommodate two adults.Catherine opened her eyes in a daze, turned over, and found that Draco had regained his human form, and he was lying on his side staring at her with his head propped on one hand.Catherine was taken aback and rolled off the bench in a jerk, "What are you doing?" She got up from the ground and rubbed her head to complain.

"So you sleep like this." Draco stretched out his hand to help Catherine up, "It's so pretty," he said with a smile.

"What...you can still laugh, I'm going to be fired."

"With my dad around, you won't be expelled," Draco said, pulling Catherine back onto the bench. "If you're expelled, I'll transfer with you."

The last time Catherine waited tremblingly for Dumbledore to settle accounts with her was in her first year. That time she pointed Filch at her nose and scolded her. Merlin and Sachara.But this time she pointed her wand at Professor Moody in front of many students, and Moody has always disliked Slytherin. Catherine firmly believed that she would not be so lucky this time.Surprisingly, Moody did not file a complaint either, and even told the students who were watching that day not to tell about his use of transfiguration to punish the students.Catherine immediately thought that the Ferrara ancestors had appeared and protected her from being fired, but the idea was dismissed when she was called to Moody's office.

"Bless Merlin, that Mad-Eye won't use the Cruciatus Curse to get revenge on me..." Catherine stood anxiously in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office. When Professor Lupine was teaching last year, she always wanted to find an excuse to run here, but this year She doesn't want to be here at all.

"Many professors say you are a very gifted witch." Moody sat on a chair with his hands folded on his crutches, "Would you like to learn some more esoteric spells with me? Now the Dark Arts The spells in the defense class are too simple for you, aren't they?" Catherine didn't expect that Moody wanted to teach her a little lesson, and she couldn't react for a while.

"Don't worry, I don't care about what happened that day. Young people are always impulsive. I can see the magic power in your body, so I want to teach you something more useful." Moody said.

Catherine stared at him warily.

"I have a very useful book of spells here, you can take a look." Moody handed over a book with a black cover - "Complete Book of Spells in the Eighteenth Century".Catherine took it hesitantly, stroked the cover of the book, still a little puzzled.

"Study this book well, and you will become the best Auror in the future." Moody said gruffly, taking another sip of wine, "Okay, let's go now, go back and study hard."

Catherine walked away with the book worried. She always had a bad feeling that Moody was digging a hole for her.This premonition was fulfilled that night. The "Encyclopedia of Spells of the Eighteenth Century" was not an ordinary book of spells, but a book about black magic, from the simplest "Fat Tongue Curse" to three The Unforgivable Curses, everything.Catherine closed the book in a panic, and after a while, she couldn't help opening it again, and read it with relish.Professor Lupine said that there is no black magic in this world, only dark wizards.She consoled herself.

In Defense Against the Dark Arts the next morning, Catherine was still a little uneasy, and she couldn't figure out why Moody had given her a book like that.It would be too exaggerated and too roundabout to frame her just because of disrespecting the teacher.Catherine thought wildly for a class but did not come to a conclusion, but the answer was quickly delivered to her by Moody himself.

"Miss Catherine, can I have a word with you?" Moody stopped her after class, and Draco gave Moody a defensive look, and went to the door of the classroom to wait for her under Catherine's signal.

"Did you read the book I gave you yesterday?" Moody suddenly became very serious. Since his face was covered with scars, his serious expression looked hideous.

"Looked at the catalog and the first page." Catherine replied.

"Oh? So what did you find?" Moody continued, his face getting worse.

Catherine pondered for a while, and decided to tell the truth once in a while, "That book is a bit strange, I saw some black magic spells."

"You only read one page, right?"

"One page."

Moody suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "I brought you the wrong book, you go back immediately and get that book back for me, and I'll give you the correct book." After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine bottle and drank Taking a sip of wine, he commanded ferociously, "Hurry up, go! Don't try to read a few more pages of things you shouldn't read."

Catherine hurried back to the dormitory, picked up the "Encyclopedia of Eighteenth Century Spells" and planned to go back, but suddenly hesitated again.Although she only read one page yesterday, it is obvious that this book is something that is not necessarily available in the restricted section of the library. Many spell wizards on it have only heard of it but can't use it.What's more, Hogwarts does not allow black magic to be taught, so this book is even more rare and precious.Catherine didn't hesitate any longer, she took out her wand, and "duplicated", two identical books appeared on the table immediately, she hid one, and then went to Moody to return the book with the other.