Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 602 Shadow
Then Lavender Brown told Moody everything that happened in the divination class, especially Trelawney's prophecy... She told Moody in detail.

Moody's did not immediately respond.

He hung his head down, staring at the wand he had placed on the table.

Those big rough hands,
One after another, he tapped the desktop on the podium.

Even if he raised his head occasionally, he looked in the direction of McGuffin and Harry with his magic eye, and then lowered his head in thought again.

"This matter... I never heard of it!"

He considered his words, raised his head, looked at many students eager to know the 'truth', and said slowly, "However, from my personal point of view, most things like prophecies are hopeless nonsense, even if they may be true...that's what the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore are worried about..."

"As for the changes I said that the situation is different from the past..."

"It refers to the many incidents that have happened at Hogwarts in recent years... I think the attack of the giant terrifying plant the year before last, the dementors, the Death Eaters' jailbreak invasion last year, and the attack on the Ministry of Magic and the Quidditch match..."

"These can all show one thing. The security prosperity we have maintained for 11 years has begun to falter. The dark forces will once again make a comeback in the wizarding world."

"In this environment, I believe that you must be trained and have a deeper understanding of how to protect yourself..."

"That's what I want to say, and what I can say."

"Okay, let's start class!"

Moody ended the subject in some haste.

Perhaps it was to resolve the gaffe just now.

Moody doesn't... talk more about the classification of various magics, as well as some knowledge points of black magic.

With difficulty, he stood up with his artificial leg, opened the drawer of the podium, and took out a glass bottle.

Inside are three spiders.

Afterwards, under the incredulous eyes of everyone and Ron's disgust,
Moody took out the spider, enlarged it with a flick of his wand, and cast three unforgivable spells on it one after the other.

"Out of body!" The enlarged spider was made to tap dance.

"Crucio!" The spider's eight legs were scurrying around, and Neville held his fingers tightly with a look of horror on his face.

"Avada Kedavra!" Moody finally shouted.

A dazzling green light pierced people's eyes,

After a messy sound, the spider that was originally used for demonstration turned over and lay on the ground on its back, with the slightest scar on its body, it was undoubtedly dead.

As Moody's predicted,
The students were completely unconcerned by this time... Trelawney's dire prophecy.

Or they fell into a deeper terror.

Several students covered their mouths tightly, and they watched the scene by the podium in horror.Ron even fell back directly, almost falling to the ground.

This may be the present report, this guy was just mocking McGuffin for being afraid of frogs, and now he has encountered such a teaching...

Moody swept the dead spider off the table and onto the ground.

He said, "This is what you may face... three spells that are banned by the Magic Federation."

"As long as any wizard uses it on other intelligent creatures, it will trigger the law... Regardless of whether you are an adult or not, my new Azkaban will welcome you."

Moody spoke cruel words very quietly.

From the prison of teaching, it can be said to be a one-stop package service.

"Of course, specific situations can be treated on a case-by-case basis. Some students can use it under certain circumstances..."

Moody's eyes turned to McGuffin at the same time.

Who is self-evident.

The students also reacted immediately, turning their heads and staring at McGuffin.

With a curse in his heart, McGuffin turned and stared at Moody viciously.

Maybe they understood what McGuffin meant,

Moody didn't continue this topic anymore, he went on to say, "These three kinds of black magic are hard to resist, even for adult wizards to resist, especially the last killing curse, as far as I know, there is no [curse]. Now there is only one person who escaped this kind of spell, and he is in our classroom."

Harry blushed and tried not to look the other students in the eye.

He tried to sit up straight and looked forward.

Fortunately, Moody continued to talk, so that everyone's attention was not focused on Harry for a long time.

"Although the death curse is terrible, as I said before, this spell is not without... a way to resist."

"It cannot penetrate a non-living substance."

"Quick casting of Transfiguration can block the effect of [Killing Curse]."

Seeing everyone's disbelief, Moody said lightly, "Well, that's right, as long as you react fast enough, you can indeed use a Muggle shield to block the Killing Curse. And these three spells can be dealt with to weaken them more or less..."

"But you have to think clearly about one thing, that is, most of the dark wizards who can cast the [Death Curse] are great wizards with outstanding talents. They can use other magic to easily defeat you."

"Hence the old saying... There is no such thing as the most powerful spell, just the right one."

"The confrontation between wizards... Generally speaking, it depends on the speed of casting spells, and the restraint between various spells... looking for opportunities to win!"

For the rest of the class, Moody narrated in detail his experience with dark wizards, some evil monsters.

Very thrilling, twists and turns.

The small features and tricks that occur when each spell is opposed are very useful.

Following his narration, everyone got busy and wrote notes one after another.

Even McGuffin stood up and tried to record these experiences,

These things spoken by an experienced old Auror are a precious asset.

The classroom was quiet, no one spoke, everyone was copying on the parchment in a hurry until the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

When Moody announced the dismissal of the get out of class, the students were chattering as soon as they left the classroom.

There is so much information to talk about in this class,

Although the Unforgivable Curse and Trelawney's prophecy were denied by Moody, Moody's attitude somewhat supports this sensational view...

This completely aroused the curiosity of the little wizards.

Maybe it's only McGuffin until the 'truth', Harry and the others are worried.

Even Moody said so,

It seems that he also has no expectations for the future development of the world...

In addition to them, there is another person who feels the same (fear), but for another reason.

Hermione stopped suddenly and pointed across.

Neville was standing alone in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom,
He let out a long breath, staring blankly at the crowd in front of him,
His eyes were wide open, and his face was full of horror, as if he had been cast with the Cruciatus Curse.

"Neville?" Hermione walked over to comfort her worriedly after seeing it.

She knew very well what it felt like to be cast on herself by the Cruciatus Curse, and she also knew what this spell... meant to Neville.

Neville's pupils focused,
He turned his head slowly, and looked at McGuffin and the others who were walking against the flow of people.

"Oh, Harry? Ah! How are you..."

His voice was much louder than usual, even a little hollow, "This class is really interesting. I'm a little hungry, have you eaten... Let's go, let's go."

However, before he could finish speaking, there was a rattling sound in the classroom.

Moody finished clearing the podium and came out on crutches.

After seeing a few people, he paused for a while, especially glanced at Neville's pale face, and then said in an extremely soft tone, "Neville Longbottom? Well, I see..."

"The Longbottoms...I know them, they are outstanding Aurors, very outstanding..."

"It's okay, kid, come with me? Let's go to my office and have a good chat..."

"correct!"

He stopped directly this time, "McGuffin, Harry..."

After a pause, "Why don't you all come over together? The Weasleys and Miss Granger... you also come to my office for a cup of tea?"

Their eyes widened, and Neville looked even more frightened. He just stared at the McGuffins tremblingly, hoping that others would make up their minds.

McGuffin did not refuse, after recovering from the 'frog phobia',

He really wanted to know what Moody really thought of Trelawney's prophecy.

So they followed Moody silently, left here, and went to his office.

……

crunch--

Like an old bellows, the door of Moody's office gasped and closed slowly.

"Sit down!"

With a friendly wave of his wand, Moody placed five small stools at their feet.

Then, he made some steaming tea,

One by one, the teacups were placed on some dirty copper trays and handed over to everyone.

Then Moody first talked to Neville,
Between the words and words, they were actually enlightening and comforting Neville.

It's a bit out of character for his usual image.

In the end, Moody lent some books such as "Identification of Thousand Herbal Poisons" to Neville,
Moody just sent away the happy Neville directly.

While they were talking, McGuffin and the others looked left and right, looking around at the scene.

It was the first time they had entered this office since Snape was taught Defense Against the Dark Arts.

During Snape's time, everyone avoided him, so everyone didn't know what was going on at that time.

But McGuffin Harry can be sure that Moody's here... must be different from Snape's time,
It is also completely different from the decorations of those former Defense Against the Dark Arts professors.

This is neither (Quirrell)'s place full of weird wanted portraits,

It's not a cult of personality either, it's almost like the Lockhart Center of a cult MLM club,

Nor is it Lupine's dedicated teaching style (full of all sorts of fantastic dark creatures... teaching aids).

Now, there are a lot of weird things in the office.

Not to mention the split looking glass, there is even a black magic scanning detection instrument that is often used to detect at the entrance of the magic department (it is a thin golden metal rod similar to an old-fashioned TV cable, and it is still buzzing from time to time),
There is also a huge mirror standing behind them, and there are vague figures in it, all of which are blurred figures, making people look cold from the bottom of their hearts.

And on the surrounding walls, there are still small bronze-colored iron chains hanging, and discs are hanging on them,

There are some black and white event photos attached to it...

McGuffin and Harry identified them carefully, and suddenly found that among those people were the Death Eaters they had known.

"Oh, did you see it?"

After Neville left, Moody didn't say anything to them immediately, but looked at them curiously, and he didn't speak until now.

"What's that?" Harry asked.

"It's a simple detection device for the status of prisoners in Azkaban. You know, after all, I'm still the warden of Azkaban?" Moody said in a hoarse voice.

As he spoke, he pointed to the top of his head,
MacGuffin and the others looked up,
There is something like a birdcage hanging on it.

And there is a black metal owl in it.

"And you see... this thing is also the device I use to contact Azkaban..."

"I can even use the Floo powder tunnel in Dumbledore's office to go to the fireplace closest to Azkaban, so... Even if I am here, I can guarantee that there will be no big troubles in Azkaban." Moody continued.

McGuffin also observed the surroundings, and he found that Moody didn't have the seven big boxes as described in the plot.
This proves from the side that Moody is indeed not pretending to be Little Carat.

"Okay, let's talk about business?" Moody said, sitting down, and he took off the artificial leg with his wand, and let out a moan.

"I think you guys already know about the adventure that McGuffin and I went through on Christmas Eve?"

Seeing everyone's expressions, Moody said again, "Well, it seems that we all know! Fortunately, you are not like the others... talking about these things everywhere!"

"I called you here because I have something to tell you..."

A tough Auror like Moody, the warden of Azkaban, is actually a little speechless,

He still took a sip of the spirits in his jug before continuing, "If you have relatives in London... tell them to leave and hide away."

"This?" Hermione screamed, "Professor, why is this? Is what Trelawney said true? Is that London going to become a battlefield? Could it be..."

"Stop! Ms. Granger..."

"I've always been telling the truth, I don't know if Trelawney's predictions are true or not."

"But due to the particularity of your identities, I have to make some special and proper arrangements.

Then, Moody bluntly said a piece of information that shocked them.

"According to various intelligence guesses... the mysterious man should be hiding in London."

"Ah!" Harry exclaimed.

"I don't know what that guy wants to do in London? But there is no doubt that one thing is clear... that is, the mysterious person will not hide there without a reason. The unprecedented shadow... will indeed cover the whole of London."

"Although most people in the ministry do not agree with this view." Moody said.

"Back then, many wizards who were hostile to the Death Eaters, especially those half-blood wizards, were caught by the Death Eaters...to threaten those wizards to show up. Many wizards who resisted the Death Eaters died in this way."

"So, even just in case, you need to act as soon as possible! Protect your family."

Moody said loudly.

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