Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Unsurprisingly, the map only showed one name – Alastor Moody, not Barty Crouch.

Seeing that he couldn't find any clues, Sebastian went straight home to sleep.

The next morning, the heavy rain had just stopped, but the sky was still gloomy, and the air was cold and damp, not refreshing at all.

The second class in the morning was the sixth-year Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and Sebastian swaggered to the last row of the classroom to audit.

The reason was readily available: as the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts, he was observing whether the new professor was adapting to the school's teaching life.

Just last year, when a large batch of new professors came in, he had selected courses from the new professors to audit.

So now Sebastian's auditing wasn't abrupt at all, and even the students didn't find anything wrong with it.

After the reform, the sixth-year curriculum had begun to include recognizing various Dark Arts and corresponding defensive methods.

Moody was very familiar with various Dark Arts, and using himself as a teaching aid, he pointed to the scars on his body to vividly show the students the horror of the Dark Arts.

After hearing Moody explain one vivid case after another, the students all understood what kind of person he was.

Their attitude towards Moody had changed 180 degrees, slowly changing from fear to admiration, and no one felt disgusted by the狰狞 scars on Moody's face anymore.

After a class together, Sebastian judged that this was the real Moody, not Barty Crouch Jr. impersonating him.

There were probably three reasons. The first was that he had clearly seen on the map last night that there was only Moody himself in his lounge, so there was no third person being locked in a box and brought into the school.

The second was that although Moody was a little neurotic in class, there was nothing excessive, such as teaching everyone the three Unforgivable Curses right away.

Moreover, among the cases Moody mentioned, there were cases that Sebastian and Moody had experienced together during the two years when Sebastian was an Auror.

Many of the details were explained clearly, completely unlike what an imposter could know.

Third, after returning home last night, he contacted Auror Delores at the Ministry of Magic to ask if she had received news of Moody being attacked.

As a result, Delores answered very simply that the Aurors had no news of Moody being attacked, and they didn't ask Arthur Weasley or anyone else to help check.

If the above three points were not enough to completely dispel Sebastian's vigilance, then the last discovery basically dispelled his doubts.

Moody didn't carry any flasks that might contain Polyjuice Potion. He didn't try to drink anything during the ninety-minute class.

According to Sebastian's understanding, Barty Crouch Jr.'s talent in potions was not particularly outstanding, and he was not a potions master.

He couldn't brew Polyjuice Potion with a particularly long-lasting effect, so in the original book, Barty Crouch Jr. needed to drink a sip of potion from time to time to maintain his transformation.

Adding the above four points together, the possibility of Moody being played by Barty Crouch Jr. was extremely low.

This is interesting!

Voldemort definitely knew that Hogwarts' defenses had been upgraded, after all, Peter Pettigrew had gone through the pet registration process.

So it was understandable that they were prepared and didn't let Barty Crouch Jr. play Moody.

But according to Sebastian's deduction, Voldemort would definitely not give up using Harry's blood to resurrect himself.

So he definitely wanted to find a way to capture Harry, and the Triwizard Tournament was the best opportunity.

So the question is, who will Voldemort have Barty Crouch Jr. turn into?

An official from the Ministry of Magic, a professor from a participating school, or a participating student?

As the class drew to a close, Sebastian's eyes became erratic, and his right hand began to spin his quill unconsciously.

Trouble!

Visitor permits must be obtained for the representatives of the various magic schools after they arrive at Hogwarts.

Unfortunately, these magic schools haven't decided on their exchange candidates yet, so even if I wanted to take the initiative to help them with the formalities, I couldn't.

But, it doesn't matter!

I already know their ultimate goal.

Then I'll meet soldiers with generals, and water with earth, and adapt to whatever comes my way.

The bell rang for the end of class, and a sharp gaze came over. Sebastian looked up and found that Moody's fake eye was staring at him motionlessly.

He smiled at Moody, put down the spinning quill, and stood up with the students.

After the students had all left, Moody leaned on his crutches and limped to Sebastian's side.

"Is my teaching qualified, Sebastian?"

"Excellent, can't find any fault! I can be sure that the students will have an excellent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year."

"Slippery guy, as glib as you were when you were an Auror. I think you would say that even if someone else came."

Moody's face showed a smile, which, combined with his scarred face, looked a bit terrifying.

However, Sebastian didn't care at all, and he exaggeratedly said, "Then you've wronged me, Professor Moody. I'm serious about teaching."

"If you don't believe me, ask Professor Vulcan, who came last year, how many suggestions I gave him after auditing his class."

"There's really nothing to criticize about your teaching level. With the examples, the young wizards are all listening intently."

"That's true!" Moody said proudly, "The students are all listening very carefully."

"But," suddenly, he changed the subject, "what about you? Sebastian, you've been suspecting me. Have you observed any flaws?"

Moody stopped, his blue magic eye staring at Sebastian.

Sebastian was a little surprised. He didn't expect Moody's senses to be so sharp.

Underestimated the heroes of the world!

My acting is absolutely natural, and he still found a clue.

As expected of an elite Auror who has fought against Dark Wizards all his life. His eyes are so sharp.

However, I can't directly tell Moody that I suspect he's been replaced.

After a brief moment of愣神, Sebastian showed a surprised look.

"You're overthinking it, Professor Moody. Why would I suspect you? I'm just here to see how your teaching level is, to prevent you from suddenly being unsuited to the teaching position."

"Moreover, after the students from other schools come, our classes will be open to them. The teaching level of the professors is directly related to the reputation of Hogwarts."

"After auditing this class, I'm completely relieved."

Moody chuckled and waved his hand casually, not buying Sebastian's story at all.

"If it were someone else, you would have fooled them."

"There's suspicion in your eyes. Although it's hidden very deep, it can't escape my eyes. Your eyes lingered on my waist many times. What are you looking for?"

"Oh, I remember you always carry a flask with you. I'm just curious why it's gone."

"Quit! Dumbledore told me not to drink in front of the children, so I quit." Moody smiled meaningfully.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I don't mind anyway. It's never wrong to be vigilant."

With that, Moody slammed his crutches heavily on the ground and limped forward.

"Let's go, let's go eat!"

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