Alice's Travels

Snape announced the confinement punishment for Alice and Malfoy that night - a week of labor activities in the underground classroom.

Alice stood frozen in front of a vat of slugs waiting to be dissected.

"What are you waiting for?" Snape's deep voice sounded faintly behind her, "You don't have much time left - work quickly!"

Alice turned and looked straight at Snape, and was about to speak when Malfoy walked over, "I can do this, Professor! She can go clean up..."

Snape glanced at Malfoy at once, and then said in a languid mocking tone, "Well, lucky Miss Altman - there's always someone to do the hard work for you - you see , if Longbottom is not here, there will be Malfoy... If you are alone, who will do it for you?"

"Professor, do you clean the entire classroom without magic?" Alice asked directly, ignoring his taunt.

Snape looked down at her and nodded with indifference and implied pleasure, and Alice immediately picked up the rag and got to work.

When the confinement time was over, she went back with Malfoy without speaking.

Thursday's Defense Against the Dark Arts class is fast approaching, and the Gryffindor fourth-year students are looking forward to it-they think the Auror who is proficient in dealing with the dark arts is very powerful.

Alice pursed her lips and came to the classroom early with a sullen face.Malfoy came in after a while, he hesitated for a while, and took the seat next to Alice.

The Gryffindors didn't arrive in the classroom until the class started as usual, this time they all arrived long in advance.

Alice saw Hermione, Harry, and Ron sitting down in the front row. She exchanged a smile with Hermione, Harry nodded to her, and Ron snorted.

Alice didn't care about him, and her nerves dared not relax now.

When Moody came to class and saw him take out a glass bottle with three big spiders in it from the drawer, Alice had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, Moody demonstrated in front of all the students the power of the three unforgivable curses—the Imperius Curse, the Cruciatus Curse, and the Avada Kedavra Curse—in the first class.

He used 'Out of Body', 'Crucicum' and 'Avada Kedavra' on the three spiders respectively, and used the Enlargement Curse to make the spider bigger so that the students could see clearly how it was in extreme pain Performance - that picture is enough to make the scalp tingle.

His fake eyes were still in the eye sockets and kept turning around to stare at each student, warning them in a stern tone to be vigilant at all times, to be alert, and never let go.

Alice sat on the seat with a pale face, never meeting his eyes once.She ignored Moody's penetrating gaze every time, and kept taking notes on the parchment with her lips tightly pressed against her quill.

He's a madman, Alice thought, and he's probably driven into a paranoid state by the past.

Until a while after the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Alice still sat in her seat without moving - she was trying to erase the pictures she saw from her mind.

The students started talking loudly about the spells after Moody left, with awe and excitement in their voices.

Harry and Neville's condition didn't look good either. Harry thought of his parents who were killed by Voldemort with the Avada Kedavra Curse. Neville also seemed to remember something, and reacted violently to the Cruciatus Curse, trembling with fear.

Hermione looked at Harry and Neville worriedly, but Ron seemed very interested and admired Moody.

Alice walked towards Hermione, Malfoy clenched his hands on the table, and looked at her back with an annoyed expression on his face.

"Oh, Alice," said Hermione at once, seeing her, "you've come just in time - Neville and Harry - I think we'll have to keep an eye on them..."

"I'm fine," said Harry with a touch of defiance.

"What's wrong with them?" Ron asked strangely, looked up at Harry, then at Neville, who was frozen in his seat with a pale face, "Are you all right, Neville?"

"Oh, I'm all right, I'm fine," said Neville quickly, in a high-pitched tone. "This class was really interesting, wasn't it? Don't know what's for dinner, I'm - I'm starving, what about you?"

"Go out first," Alice said reassuringly, "go and have something to eat, everyone will be much better—"

Hermione nodded and pulled Harry and Ron up, and Neville stood up and walked out with Alice.

But they hadn't taken a few steps in the corridor when they met Moody, and Alice shrank back as much as she could.

Everyone kept silent, looking at him with a little fear.

Moody spoke in a low and even soft voice that was different from the usual roughness, and asked Neville to go to his office and have a cup of tea and read a book together.

Neville looked extremely scared, and looked at Hermione, Alice, and Harry pleadingly, but no one spoke, so he had no choice but to follow Moody.

"What does he want to do?" Ron asked after seeing people leave.

"I don't know," said Hermione.

Alice thought of Moody's mild tone towards Neville, and the occasional glances he cast on Harry as he spoke, and thought that Moody seemed to treat Gryffindor much better than Slytherin—maybe because he was Aurors who fight against the dark magic, and Slytherin usually represent those evil dark wizards. In short, she faintly felt that Moody seemed to be showing kindness to Harry and the others.

"It'll be all right anyway," said Alice.

"I don't think so—" Ron said, contradicting Alice, "I guess Moody is trying to teach him a lesson... Think about Moody's performance in class—Neville Going over for a cup of tea, there are books in the office that he might be interested in - how is that possible?"

"Moody won't be such an oblique person." Alice glanced at Ron and said calmly, "If he wants to teach Neville a lesson, why wait until he takes him to the office—is he afraid of embarrassing Neville outside? Is it? It’s not like you. When you get angry with me, you just say that you are so oblique—where did you learn it, huh?”

Ron was choked immediately, blushing and said, "I'm just doing a reasonable analysis—reasoning!"

"That's a pity, I overturned your reasoning as soon as it came out." Alice said with a regretful expression.

"How do you—" said Ron angrily, "like Malfoy!"

"Are you trying to say that I look like a boy?" Alice pursed her lips deliberately.

"You're playing dumb on purpose -" said Ron, his eyes widening.

"Okay, Ron." Hermione pushed Ron impatiently, "Don't waste time here, I have to go to the library later - Alice, are you going?"

Alice nodded.

"Going to the bloody library again?" Ron cried. "I'm not going - and neither are you, Harry, are you?"

"Come on, let's go—to eat," said Harry, pushing Ron forward.

After finishing her meal in a hurry, Alice went to the library with Hermione. She hurriedly wrote her homework, and when she finished her thesis of herbal medicine class, it was time to go to the basement classroom to do labor activities.

Alice said hello to Hermione, packed up her things and hurried over. As soon as she entered the classroom, she saw Malfoy looking at the glass jars on the shelf with his back to the door—he should have been there for a while.

"Has the professor not come yet?" Alice asked.

"It won't be long," Malfoy said listlessly.

"Are you planning to steal his potion?" Alice said, glancing at his back, who was always staring at the shelf, "You're so focused—"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Malfoy said angrily, turning around and taking a few steps closer to stare at her, "I wouldn't do that!"

"Just a random word," Alice said quietly. "What do you need to do tonight?"

"Who knows—" Malfoy glanced at her, then turned his body back and said in a disgusted tone, "as long as it's no longer a slug..."

Alice pursed her lips and said nothing.

There was a moment of wordless silence in the air.

"Your potion grades should be poor—" Malfoy suddenly sneered mockingly, breaking the silence and said, "Are you really afraid to touch a mouse?"

"Anatomy, but I don't dare to dissect—" Alice said, "Except for a few animals who dare not touch them, work other than potion theory scores and handling specimens is still possible..."

"It seems that your perception of yourself is still not accurate enough—" A cold voice suddenly sounded, Alice and Malfoy turned their heads and saw Snape striding in from outside, with greasy black hair Below is a grim face.

He curled his lips at Alice contemptuously and said, "I have to warn you that you can't deal with stuffed animals-this is a fatal flaw, in fact, you can't even make a bottle of potion at all, Atman .”

"So, what do we need to do tonight, Professor?" Alice asked directly.

"The part that belongs to Malfoy is done," Snape said, gesturing to the bucket of slugs that had been disposed of, "as for you - go and clean all the cauldrons - of course, no magic."