Hogwarts Everything is Three

Under the double blow of grief and grief, the penguin fainted on the ground, causing a tumult.

A figure appeared in the hall, and the audience was silent.

It was Dumbledore, and Fox circled him and began to hover in the air.

Dumbledore looked at the penguin seriously, "This is—"

"Professor Moody, Dumbledore. Alan Harris punished Moody's as a school manager for illegally punishing students with corporal punishment." Professor McGonagall introduced the situation in a few words, and did not contain more subjective opinions.

Dumbledore glanced at Professor McGonagall, raised his arm casually, and a spell rushed to the penguin on the ground.

The penguin twitched on the ground, and in the exclamation of the crowd, it became half-human and half-penguin-his head and arms remained in the shape of a penguin, but his torso returned to a human shape.

"Allen used the tough magic technique when he used Transfiguration." Professor McGonagall explained.

There was a strong vomiting sound, Ron could hardly stand, and half-white and half-yellow filth came out of his mouth—half of them returned to their original state.

"Well, Professor Moody's appetite was very good at the dinner last night, cleaned up." Professor Dumbledore helped Ron clean his mouth.

Then he cast the spell for Moody again.

Moody finally returned to his original shape, curled up on the ground, motionless.

"Someone needs to send Professor Moody to the school infirmary." Professor Dumbledore said, and then saw Ron kneeling on the ground next to him and added, "Well, Mr. Weasley needs to go too."

Soon, a few Gryffindors walked out under Professor McGonagall's gaze and carried away Professor Moody.

Harry accompanied Ron, who was still vomiting, and went to the school infirmary while giving him a "clean up".

"Mr. Harris, we need to talk when you are not in class in the evening." Dumbledore extended an invitation to Allen.

Allen nodded, Dumbledore beckoned, Fox flew up to him, and they disappeared from the hall in an instant.

Alan walked to the place where Shicai Moody fainted, and silently collected the hair that fell from the penguins when he was tortured.

Then, I walked to Ravenclaw's long table and waited for lunch.

Professor McGonagall looked at his back, and for a while, she pointed her magic wand at the books that fell to the ground, causing them to rise into the air and return to her arms.

"Ellen, it's so cool!" Michael, who saw the whole process, whispered to Ellen.

No matter which college it was, the people around were excitedly talking about what had just happened.

"Malfoy has become a big ferret jumping and jumping, and Professor Moody has become a penguin. This matter will be discussed for many years." Michael raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Allen and Edward on the side couldn't help but laugh. Then Allen began to scoop a tablespoon of beef chowder onto the plate.

"Professor Moody should be embarrassed now. He taught Defence Against the Dark Arts, but he fell on Allen." Michael chuckled and smiled unkindly.

"And that poor Ron Weasley, his first kiss seems to be retained until after graduation." Edward avoided the dishes with long white bean sprouts on the table, following Alan, I scooped a large spoonful of beef glutinous rice.

"Didn't his first kiss have been given to that Krum at the World Cup?" Edward gulped the beef and said vaguely, "What class do we have in the afternoon?"

"Fantastic animal protection class." Allen put down his knife and fork.

"I don't know what interesting animals Hagrid will prepare." Edward liked the magical animal protection class very much. The animals in the last school year were very interesting.

"It's better to be a little exciting." Michael is also looking forward to it.

After lunch, as they walked down the lawn slowly toward Hagrid's hut on the edge of the forbidden forest, Hagrid stood outside the door of the hut, holding his huge hound-fang collar with one hand.

On the ground by his feet, there are several open wooden boxes, groaning, struggling with the collar, seemingly wanting to investigate the contents of the box carefully.

When they approached, a strange clicking sound came into their ears, and there were occasional faint explosions.

"Good afternoon!" Hagrid said, smiling at Ellen, Edward and Michael, "You guys came so early, it's best to wait for Hufflepuff’s classmates, they definitely don’t want to miss this-fried tail screw!"

"Say it again?" Michael's eyes widened.

Hagrid pointed to the box beside his feet.

"Oh, that's disgusting!" Edward looked at them with disgust.

Edward glanced at Michael again: "Exciting enough."

"It's so exciting—" Edward muttered, watching the snails, which were stacked on top of each other and crawled up and down, shooting some sparks from their tails from time to time.

"Just hatched," Hagrid said proudly, "you can raise them yourself! We can have a big project!"

"Big project?" Allen doesn't care about Hagrid's big project. He is more concerned about Hagrid's troubles for himself.

Aunt Josephine is in the Department of Magical Creatures Management and Control, but she can contact her to help Hagrid obtain a breeding permit, as long as Hagrid does not produce any other moths.

For Michael, the more exciting thing is yet to come~www.NovelMTL.com~ They need to feed these fried snails with ant eggs, frog livers and green snakes.

"Fortunately, they are still small." On the way back to the castle, Michael looked at the place where his leg was burned by the snails and exclaimed.

"Once Hagrid figured out how to feed them, they would suddenly become very big." Edward recalled Hagrid's pumpkin patch, and said with some thought and horror.

Other Ravenclaws felt that Edward was right. Hagrid definitely has expertise in keeping animals-especially dangerous animals.

After dinner, Allen hurried back to the tower and went straight to the perception room on the top floor.

With the help of Moody's hair and perception magic he got, Allen successfully saw Moody.

He quickly walked through the corridors of the castle, and soon returned to his office.

He locked the door, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and walked to a box with only seven locks. He inserted the seventh key into the lock and opened the lid.

The bottom of the box turned out to be a big pit, like a basement. On the floor about three meters deep, there was a person lying on the floor, skinny, as if asleep.

Is the real crazy-eyed Moody. His wooden legs are gone, the eyelids of the magic eye are empty, and the gray hair is missing several strands.

And the Moody who opened the box can be sure that it is a fake.

The fake Mu Di’s face changed, the scars gradually disappeared, his skin became smooth, and his mutilated nose grew full and shrunk. The long gray hair was shortening, turning into a pale yellow.

With a sudden cry, the wooden leg fell aside, and a real leg grew out. Then, the enchanted eyeball jumped out of the eye socket, and a real eye took its place. The enchanted eyeball rolled to the floor, still spinning around.