HP Magic Biography

The little wizard who came out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom looked more or less strange.

Moody told them it was an aftereffect of the Imperius Curse.

Everyone felt a little scary, but seeing one of the three unforgivable curses at Hogwarts, such things can always make Hogwarts students talk for a long time.

Listen to him, like that.

It seemed like we were all going to be attacked at any moment, Harry said.

Ah, I know, said Ron, jumping up and down the stairs in two, and he was far worse than Harry when it came to casting spells, though Moody and Mrs. .

He's always guessing, Ron continued, glancing nervously behind him, sure Moody couldn't hear the speech, no wonder the people at the Ministry were so happy to get rid of him, you heard him tell Seymour About how he got revenge on the witch who spat in his back on April Fools' Day, when do we have to finish the book on resisting the Imperius curse and do the other homework?

Regarding Ron's words, Fan Lin did not want to deny that the original version of Moody was like this, with a strong sense of revenge and power.

All fourth graders noticed a marked increase in the amount of homework they completed.

When Professor McGonagall assigns a lot of Transfiguration homework, which elicits a particularly loud protest from the class, she explains why.

You are now at a very important stage in your wizarding education! she told them, her eyes gleaming blindingly behind square-rimmed spectacles. Your Ordinary Wizarding Proficiency Test is approaching—

We didn't have the test until 5th grade! said Thomas angrily.

Not necessarily, Thomas, trust me, you should be as prepared as you can!

Miss Granger and Mr. Al were the only ones in the class who managed to turn a porcupine into a satisfying pinprick, and I have to remind you, Thomas, that your pinprick still freaks out when someone approaches it with a pin bounce!

Hermione, blushing again, seemed trying not to look too happy.

As for Fan Lin... the skin needs to be tempered.

In the next prophecy class, Professor Trauni said that Harry and Ron got top marks for their homework,

It amuses them both, and she reads most of their praise for their fearless embrace of the doom that lies within, but when she asks them to prophesy for the next month, they are not amused because they both I can't think of any disaster.

At the same time, Professor Spences, who teaches magic, asked them to write a weekly article about the goblin rebellion in the 18th century. (It should be said that it is an uprising, after all, the eyes have gained an equal status!)

Professor Snape forced them to work on an antidote, and they didn't take it lightly when he hinted that he might poison a student before Christmas to test whether their antidote would work.

Professor Williver ordered them to read three more books to prepare for the lesson of summoning spells.

Even Hagrid added to their load, and the snails with flaming tails grew so fast that no one noticed what they ate.

Hagrid was delighted with this, and as part of their project, he suggested that they go to his cabin every other night to observe the snails and take note of their unusual behaviour.

I'm not doing it, Draco Malfoy said bluntly, and he felt that Hagrid's suggestion seemed like Santa Claus had taken a particularly large toy from his bag. Thankfully, I've seen enough of these birds in class.

The smile disappeared from Hagrid's face.

You have to do as I tell you, otherwise, I'm going to learn a trick from Professor Moody...I heard that you act like a ferret, Malfoy.

The class laughed and Malfoy was flushed with anger, but clearly remembering the punishment Moody had given him was too painful to talk back.

After class, the group happily returned to the castle, and it was particularly satisfying to see Hagrid holding Malfoy down. Especially since Malfoy had tried so hard to get Hagrid fired the previous year.

However, although the heavy homework does not pose any pressure, it greatly reduces Fan Lin's time...

It seemed to him the worst possible thing.

Maybe he should apply for graduation?

This idea is very strange.

When they reached the front hall, they found it impossible to move forward, because there was a large group of students gathered around a big notice board stuck at the bottom of the fifth staircase in Dali. The tallest of the four of them was Ron, who stood on tiptoe. Jian, over the front of the people, read loudly to the other three

The participants of the Three Witches Fighting Competition, Beauxbaton and Durmstrang's representative team will arrive at 6 o'clock on Friday, October 30th, and get out of class will end half an hour earlier...

Okay! said Harry, Friday is the last period of Potions, and Snape won't have time to poison us!

Before the welcome banquet begins, students must put their schoolbags and textbooks back in the dormitory, and then gather in front of the castle gate to welcome the guests.

It's only been a week! Hufflepuff's Ernie McMillan emerged from the crowd with a gleam in his eyes. Does Diggory know? I think I'll have to tell him...

Diggory? Ron asked blankly, Ernie running away.

It's Chase, said Harry. He's bound to be in the game.

That idiot, will he be the champion of Hogwarts? Ron asked as they pushed their way through the chattering crowd to the stairs.

Fan Lin really wanted to tell Ron that you are an idiot, but it's better not to say such words, as he doesn't seem to be so sure about things that didn't happen.

He's not an idiot, and you can't hate him just because he beat Gryffindor in Quidditch! said Hermione. I hear he's a really good student—and he's a prefect.

She seemed to want to end the subject with this.

You just like him because he's handsome, said Ron sharply.

Sorry, I don't like people just because they're handsome! said Hermione angrily.

Is this an everyday quarrel?

Fan Lin noticed that Hermione was unconsciously approaching him, and suddenly, he was a little shy?

The old face blushed, Fan Lin's girlish heart...

Well……

However, the fake Moody is much quieter. Fan Lin has not figured out his identity until now, but Moody's performance is already very obvious.

The Imperius Curse wanted to leave something in his heart, and there was a peeping memory...

However, now that he is busy with the Three Witches Fighting Competition, he needs to think of a reasonable way to achieve his goal, and now he doesn't seem to have too much energy to pay attention to Fan Lin.

For the next week, no matter where they went, they seemed to hear only one topic, the Three Witches Fighting Competition!

Rumors circulated among the students like highly contagious germs: who was vying for the Hogwarts title, what would be involved in the competition, and how the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would compete with each other. They are different.

They even picked up some of Fan Lin's exchange life in Beauxbatons, God knows where they got it from. Some things were even made up by Fan Lin himself who almost believed it.

At the same time, it was also noticed that the castle seemed to be undergoing a thorough cleaning, and several grimy portraits were taken down, much to the displeasure of their protagonists, who sat huddled in their frames, cursing viciously , When they touched the rosy face, they closed their eyes as if they couldn't bear to see it.

The suits of armor were suddenly shiny and creaky, and Mr. Filch, the Head of Appearance and Discipline (a position worth complaining about!) became so enraged at students forgetting to clean their shoes that he even sent two The first grader was sick with fright.

The other professors seemed odd too.

Neville, please don't show in front of Beauxbatons students that you can't even use simple transfiguration spells!

At the end of a particularly difficult class, McGonagall told Neville, in which he accidentally connected his ear to a cactus.

On the morning of October 30th they went down to have breakfast and found that the hall had been decorated overnight. Huge silk banners hung from the walls, each one representing a class at Hogwarts, painted in the red color of a golden lion. The long one is Gryffindor, the blue one with the golden eagle is Ravenclaw, the yellow one with the black badger is Hufflepuff, and the green one with the silver snake is Slytherin.

Behind the staff desk is the largest long one with the logo of Hogwarts: lions, eagles, badgers and snakes, all around a big Hogwarts.

The four spotted Fred and George at the Gryffindor table for the second time, sitting uncharacteristically far away from the others, whispering

Well, here's Bagmond's IOU, said George to Fred displeased, but if he won't speak to us himself, we'll have to send the letter to him, or put it in his hand. , he can't keep avoiding us.

Who's avoiding you? asked Ron, taking a seat beside him.

Bagmon tried to avoid you. Fred was annoyed at Ron's interruption.

What's that? Ron asked George.

He's got a brother as talkative as you! said George.

Do you two know anything about the Triumvirate? Harry asked. Is there a way to get past it?

I asked McGonagall how the champion was chosen, but she didn't tell me. George said angrily, She just told me to shut up.

What kind of event is it? Ron mused. You know, I'd say we can do it, Harry, we've done dangerous things before...

Not in front of a bunch of judges, you haven't, Fred said. Professor McGonagall says players will get points for how well they play.

Who's the referee? Harry asked.

Well, the principals of participating schools are always members of the jury, said Hermione, and the others looked at her in amazement.

Because in the 1792 competition, all three principals were injured when a brown bear that the contestants were trying to capture ran around.

Noticing that they were all looking at her, with her usual impatience for a book no one else had read, she said, It's all in the Hogwarts History, and of course that book wasn't completely Believable, it should be more accurately titled The Revised History of Hogwarts, or A Selected History of Hogwarts, which glosses over the dark side of the school.

What were you talking about? Ron asked, but Harry thought he knew what she was going to say next.

Handling elf! cried Hermione, confirming Harry's thoughts. Not once in the thousand pages of The History of Hogwarts does it mention that we were all oppressing a hundred slaves. accomplice!

Harry shook his head and ate his scrambled eggs. His and Ron's indifference did not affect Hermione's determination to appeal for the servant elf in the slightest. Indeed, they both bought a badge for two coins, but doing so Just to calm her down.

But their money seemed to have been wasted, for what they had done, if anything, was to make Hermione talk more, and she had been pestering them both ever since, first to wear the badge and then to Persuading others to do the same, she even liked to wander the Gryffindor Great Hall every night, stopping people from putting donation boxes under their noses and dangling them.

It is also necessary to pull Fan Lin, this is where Harry sympathizes with Fan Lin the most, this is not an interesting thing.

Do you know? It is a group of enslaved creatures without wages who change the sheets, raise the stove, clean the classrooms, and provide food for you! She still said angrily.

Some, like Neville, donated money just to keep Hermione from glaring at them again, some took a modicum of interest in what she had to say but were unwilling to take further active action in the campaign, and many put the whole thing Things are treated as a joke, and some people are admirers...

Ron turned his eyes to the ceiling, where the autumn sun was shining on them, and Fred was particularly interested in his steak, (the twins refused to buy a badge), but George leaned over to Hermione.

Listen, Hermione, have you ever been to the kitchen?

Yes, said Hermione rudely, but I don't think students can—

Then you should know that they are well adapted to life there. George said, It can be said that there is no house elf who lives more comfortably than them, and the labor of the castle is not a problem for them at all. It's magic anyway.

There are always times when you can't use magic. Hermione said angrily, Besides, this is slavery, which can't cover up the fact at all...

The sound in the hall became noisy, and Hermione's voice was faintly covered.

Hermione became easily annoyed once she touched the house-elf issue, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Things immediately became less pleasant.

Hermione was eating angrily, as if no one wanted to pay attention to it, Fan Lin sat obediently by the side, this feeling was so embarrassing to death.

Fortunately, it was the time for the owl to deliver the letter, and Hermione's attention was diverted by the letter, which made things a lot better.

The arrival of the representative team of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang has become something that everyone is looking forward to. Of course, there is also the Three Wizards Fighting Competition. There is no little wizard who does not dream of being a representative of a school, especially Huo Gervoz's strongest candidate has been ruled out.