[HP] Five Poisons

"On the battlefield, your enemies will not let you go because of your soft heart. They will only seize this opportunity, and then kill you in one fell swoop!" Moody's nose was almost stuck to Garcia's face, and the only The creepy magic eyes were turning quickly, and the hoarse voice carried an unspeakable malice, "Mr. Garcia, you can answer again, if you want to interrogate a criminal who has committed a heinous crime, what would you do?" Do? Huh?"

"I, I don't know..." Garcia was about to cry in fright, he could even clearly hear the sound of Moody's magic eye turning, "Professor, I don't know...I can't..."

"No, you can!" Moody turned up the volume all of a sudden, took a step back, and stopped looking at Garcia, who looked like he had survived the disaster, but looked around at all the students in this classroom, with a smile on his face. With a wacky smile, his mouth parted, he finished his speech almost in a tone of admiration. "Veritaserum, Legilimency, there are so many ways to help us achieve our goals, why don't you do it?"

Moody called the names in a brisk tone, "Mr. Adrian, do you know the refining formula of Veritaserum?"

The little fat man who unfortunately won the lottery stood up bravely, avoiding the trembling magic eye, and stammered. "I, my potion grades have always been P..."

"Oh, this is really too bad." Moody looked at the student who was about to bury his head in his collar with pity, "You have lost a labor-saving and effective interrogation method. But this is what your Potions professor should What you are worried about, and I, as your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, have to tell you how practical the magic spell is, Remembrance Soul~"

"Trust me, you're going to love this, especially when someone is trying to lie to your face~"

……

"Ugh—" the little fat man kept scratching his throat and retched, "I feel really sick now, hurry up, send me to Madam Pomfrey, I think I can still save it. Ugh— —”

Chi Mo, who was watching the little fat man's performance, twitched the corners of his mouth, "It's not you who was taken from the soul, as for being so exaggerated?" Although he complained so much, he still handed over a medicine bottle.

The little fat man, who kept doing exaggerated movements, saw Chi Mo's movements, and hurriedly reached out to pick it up, pulled off the bottle cap, and drank it in one gulp.Finally smash it, smash it, commented. "I think lemon tastes better."

Chi Mo gave him a supercilious look, turned around and left.

"Hey hey——" the little fat man hurriedly followed, "I was really uncomfortable just now. Didn't you see that monkey passed out after being tortured by him? Besides, the magic of soul-hunting Curse, there is no textbook at all.” Thinking about it now, it seems that starting from Professor Lockhart in the first grade, every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who taught them, none of them taught according to the content in the textbook =-=.

"I always think that Professor Moody is a bit evil. It's scary." The little fat man approached Chi Mo's ear, and the latter subconsciously moved away to the other side. The little fat man was very hurt, huh!If it wasn't for Chi Mo's face that he likes!

Chi Mo said disapprovingly. "Most of the students at Hogwarts are afraid of him now."

"Didn't he tell the three unforgivable curses to the fourth-grade students before? After being found out by Principal Dumbledore, he was explicitly forbidden to talk about these in class. I thought he agreed to Principal Dumbledore. I didn't expect to start talking about Dementor again today." The little fat man gossiped and asked excitedly, "You said, he did this as a compliment to Dumbledore. The principal's provocation?"

"...Actually, I don't think Principal Dumbledore will be very surprised that Professor Moody would do this." Chi Mo analyzed. "Since Headmaster Dumbledore will agree to hire him to teach us, he will definitely find out about this person first, and you also said that Moody is a famous Auror, as famous as his ability is his temper Do you think Headmaster Dumbledore doesn't know about such a well-known thing?" "But..." the little fat man hesitated, "Why did Headmaster Dumbledore agree to teach him at Hogwarts?" us?"

Hogwarts headmaster's office——

"No, professor!" Sirius looked around the room impatiently, clutching something nervously with both hands. "Harry didn't sign up voluntarily at all! This is a trap! We can't just watch him jump into it like this!"

"It can't go on like this." McGonagall agreed with Sirius' point of view. She looked worriedly at the old headmaster who was thinking about something in front of the Pensieve, "First the Dark Mark, and now this one. We can't let it go like this anymore He developed it."

Dumbledore's eyes fixed on the stone basin with a faint silver light, "Then what do you think we should do, Minerva?"

Mag said without thinking, "Don't let Potter participate in the competition."

"Barty said that we must abide by the regulations. The choice of the Goblet of Fire is bound by magic." Dumbledore frowned. This sudden accident caught them off guard.They haven't even found out who threw Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire. They are too passive now.

"Fucking regulations!" Sirius wanted to punch Barty in that old face. "Let Barty and his regulations die!" He didn't have a good impression of the Ministry of Magic!All day long, I will only find fault with trivial matters, and when encountering any major issues, I will become more and more cowardly!whispering sound--

"Why did you start listening to the Ministry of Magic?" McGonagall looked at Dumbledore puzzled.

Before Dumbledore could speak, Snape, who had been standing by the side, interjected coolly. "I also don't think it's a coincidence. But if we really want to figure out who's behind the scenes and unravel the mystery. I think we'd better... wait and see."

"What, what?" McGonagall, who originally thought Snape was on her side, was stunned, and then turned around in surprise to Head Slytherin, who was a head taller than her. "Are we just going to do nothing? Use him as bait?"

McGonagall couldn't believe it, what did they take Potter for, a piece of meat? !

"Enough! You bloody snot!" Sirius couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed Snape's black robe collar, "I knew it! You have no good intentions! You despicable villain! If Lily knew you were like this Treating her child..."

Upon hearing that name, Snape's face was instantly icy, and his wand rested on Sirius' neck, his voice was icy, "Shut up."

"...I agree with Severus." Dumbledore was silent for a while. "Alastor, keep an eye on Harry, will you?"

Mad-Eye sitting in the corner put down the bottle in his hand and nodded. "no problem."

Dumbledore murmured as he stared at the silver through the thin lenses. "But please don't let him know... the challenge he's about to face."

"No! Professor, you can't!" Sirius loosened Snape's collar in disbelief, and the tip of the hard wand brushed across his neck, leaving a conspicuous red streak. "Harry can't be allowed to participate in the competition! This is a trap at all! No, I don't agree!"

Dumbledore fell silent with his back turned to them. "... Sirius, protect him."

Sirius fell silent, eyes red, "If something really happens to Harry, I won't forgive you."

"bump--!"

The door to the principal's office was slammed shut.The sound of angry footsteps gradually drifted away.

The room was quiet behind him.

"Forget it, it's not important anymore." After a while, Ron pouted again. "Anyway, I don't want to talk to you now."

Harry almost laughed at Ron's betrayal. "I told you! Not me!"

"It's up to you." Ron twitched his lips mockingly, "it's nothing to do with me anyway."

"It's okay? Ha! Is this what you mean?!" Harry looked at his good brother hurt, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, hoping that the other party could say something more.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

Ron stubbornly refused to turn around, and of course, he didn't say another word.

Harry's heart sank gradually.

"Go away!" He pushed away Ron who was standing like a log, and strode away from this place.

Staggered by being pushed, Ron who almost fell headfirst into the lake stabilized his body in embarrassment, and stood up again.Looking at the brother going away, he hummed and muttered uncomfortably. "It's not rare..."

"~~~~~~"

Ron turned around alertly, took out his wand, and followed the sound. "Who, who's there?!"

With his back against the big tree, Chi Mo, who was stuffing cookies into his mouth while reading a book, raised his eyelids to look at the fussing Gryffindor fourth grader, and hummed.

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Ron put down his hand embarrassingly, and took back his wand.A little embarrassing. "I didn't know you were here too."

"~~~~~~"

Chi Mo flipped through the pages of the book and continued to nibble on the cookies—Ruona recently had a burst of inspiration and researched a lot of new flavors, filling his pockets full every day.

If he didn't finish eating, the little elf looked at him with a face full of tears, sobbing "it must be Ruona's fault" "Ruona is a bad elf! Bad elf! The food you made can't satisfy the young master!"

Seeing Chi Mo ignoring himself, Ron touched his nose a little bored, and was about to go back, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he stammered at Chi Mo. "You, did you hear that just now?"

Chi Mo squinted at him and said casually. "Hear what?"

"No, nothing." Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you mean did you hear you accuse Harry of not telling you how he managed to sign up? Or did you hear Harry tell you to go?"

Ron: "..." I'm so stupid to be relieved so early!

"He hid it from us first!" Ron straightened his neck and said in a rough voice. "Keep us in the dark like fools!"