I, Hogwarts Second Week

He heard Sirius say that.

There was a young wizard named Owen in Hogwarts who rescued him from the Forbidden Forest.

But all along, he just thought that the other party was lucky. Maybe the little wizard did have some strength, but how strong could a teenage boy be?

"You can try it!" Owen said seductively.

He even raised his eyebrows, with provocation written all over his face.

Moody didn't know why the little wizard in front of him, who had already mastered black magic, had such an expression.

But that didn't stop him from teaching this arrogant boy a lesson.

"In that case, then - Legilimency!" Of course he would not use the Unforgivable Curse on a young wizard.

But this does not prevent him from using the Legilimency spell.

The difference between the Legilimency Curse and the Imperius Curse is that Legilimency can see other people's thoughts and can be defended against, and the person being cursed will not be controlled.

The Imperius Curse cannot see other people's thoughts and is generally defenseless, but its main function is to control the person being cursed.

In the magic world - the undefensible curse is the most dangerous, which is why this Legilimency curse looks as evil as the three unforgivable curses, but it is not used in the magic world because it can be resisted by many kinds of curses. Among the ranks of wizards banned from the Ministry of Magic.

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A flash of pale light passed through the classroom.

Immediately afterwards, both Irving and Moody were caught off guard and took a few steps back.

"Merlin's beard!"

The classroom was filled with exclamations from the little wizards.

Everyone focused their attention on them.

Owen shook his head.

It doesn't feel good to have your head ripped open.

Even if it's just a swing with a sledgehammer.

"You." Moody leaned on the desk.

The head shook.

His half wooden prosthetic leg hit the ground hard several times.

As if relieving some pain.

Just at that moment, he saw a figure.

The figure of a woman.

Silver-white hair, green eyes.

That face—he would never mistake it.

It was that woman—Gabrielle Rozier.

"Who are you, Gabriel Rozier?" Moody said sharply.

"Huh?" Owen, who was covering his temples, turned around in shock, "Do you know my mother?"

"She's your mother?" Hearing Owen's answer, Moody showed a look of realization.

"Hmph! No wonder! Like mother, like son!"

Although he said this, his expression looked very complicated, not as tough and hateful as before when he talked about dark wizards.

"Decades ago."

Why?

Is this the beginning?

Who asked you?

Don't explain, okay!

Owen's mind was full of "You have your mother's eyes", and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

"When she was still active on the European continent, she often caused trouble for the Ministry of Magic. Now she is still wanted in the Auror Handbook of the Spanish Ministry of Magic!

I didn't expect that such a powerful witch would do it." Moody closed his mouth.

He didn't want to recall a certain memory that he couldn't bear to look back on.

At that time, he officially became an Auror and went to Europe for his first mission. At that time, he was still young and vigorous.

But this sudden cessation of sound made Owen feel quite uncomfortable, because silence is better than sound!

You either have to speak clearly, or you don't speak at all. It's easy for people to misunderstand you if you speak half-sentence, okay?

But considering his damn age, he looks pretty young.

In the trance world, if she were wearing a Hogwarts uniform, Owen would definitely think of her as a sixth- or seventh-year wizard.

Maybe the blood of some magical creature in her body has beauty and beauty effects?

Did I inherit it?

Sirius said he had met his mother, and Owen speculated that his mother should be about the same age as Harry's mother.

But - if that were the case, Moody would have been in his fifties by then!

Lost—I didn’t expect it! did not expect!

I have always thought that you, a thick-browed man, are not a womanizer. It is really shameful that you are over 50 and still be fascinated by a girl in her teens or 20s!

Tsk—it seems like there’s no problem with that, right?

grass!

"Spain? What did my mother do in Spain?" Although Moody's unshaven appearance made Owen strongly refuse that this guy had ever been in contact with his mother, reality did not allow for refutation. He could understand some of his mother's past. It's also good for him.

"It's nothing?" Moody readjusted his mentality. "Thirty years ago, she set a fire in Madrid and almost burned down the entire city."

He said indifferently.

He seemed unwilling to continue discussing this topic with Irving.

It is estimated that he was beaten very badly in the past, so he kept it secret.

"Thirty years ago?" Owen was surprised, "Thirty years ago, then-"

Sure enough, his mother has the blood of some magical creature that can improve her appearance and longevity.

Her appearance probably hasn't changed much since she was nineteen or twenty.

Oh~

Thirty years ago, Moody was probably in his twenties or early thirties at that time, and he was still a young man!

When I was young, I met a fairy and my whole life was by mistake. From then on, my love took root and I thought about her all the time.

The memories come back sharply, and there is no spare time to hate! ! !

What does this story tell us?

You must look for a female opponent early. If you rush up to her, you will say goodbye. If you can beat her, you will push her down. If you cannot beat her, you will be beaten.

You don't even have the courage to be beaten for a meal.

Of course, this doesn't suit everyone.

For example - Moody, stay away from my mother, you ugly bitch!

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In the classroom, the little wizards were whispering.

Everyone is not a fool, of course they can tell that Moody seems to have had a problem with Owen's mother.

Of course Owen's mother almost burned down an entire city once

Not only Hannah and Justin, but the Ravenclaws on the side also looked sideways.

Sure enough - this ability to cause trouble is a family inheritance!

"I'll go, Owen, your mother is so awesome." Justin silently gave a thumbs up to Owen.

Now he is completely relieved. The reason why Owen is like this is to inherit his mother's 'fine tradition'! In the past, he thought it was because as an orphan, he was bullied by other children in the orphanage during his childhood, which resulted in a distorted personality.

Now it seems that all the other children are okay?

"Nonsense, don't even look at who the hell that is!" Owen raised his eyebrows confidently and blinked his eyes that didn't look like a mother at all. Pride written all over his face.

"How cool!" Those little wizards completely ignored the fact that Owen's mother might be a wanted criminal, and they all looked envious.

What a powerful witch she must be to be able to accomplish such a great feat!

It’s so cool to have such a witch as a mother!

The children who feared for chaos in the world made the only professor of order and kindness in the classroom look down upon them.

What's wrong with Hogwarts?

When did this trend develop?

These little wizards are not allowed to cause chaos in the magical world after graduation.

Especially this Rozier.

It wasn't just Owen's mother who was so surprised.

Apart from this, what surprised him even more was that just now, his Legilimency was countered.

It should be said that at the moment he cast the spell, the little humanoid monster in front of him made a defensive move. It should be the iron armor spell.

Silent Iron Armor Curse.

Some of his own memories were seen by the boy in front of him.

What a shame.

Moody's face was dark and unclear, but Owen was smiling.

Because in his short, ptt-like pictures, he saw Moody's most real memories.

This can prove that the person in front of him is indeed Moody himself and not someone pretending to be.

This was a good thing. It motivated him for a long time, and his goal was finally achieved.

Next.

After half a class of exploration, Moody also successfully found some tips for teaching at Hogwarts.

He first told several stories about his lone pursuit of murderers.

Successfully brought the wandering thoughts of the little wizards back together.

Then he talked about some behavioral characteristics of dark wizards.

Wizards who frequently use black magic will experience relative changes in their spirits and even their appearance.

Experienced Aurors can even deduce from a dark wizard's appearance what dark magic he most commonly uses.

And Moody was obviously one of the top Aurors.

for the rest of the time.

Classrooms have finally returned to a relatively normal state.

The classroom was quiet, no one spoke.

It wasn't until the bell rang and Moody announced the end of get out of class and left the classroom that everyone started talking again.

Are they discussing?

This definitely disappoints Moody.

Because they didn't discuss the essentials he just described when facing dark wizards.

Instead, he was chattering about when Irving and Moody would fight.

Because they looked like they were about to start a fight.

The news spreads as the students participating in this class leave, and soon, everyone in the entire castle will know about it.

It took less than a few hours for everyone in Hogwarts to know about Owen's life experience.

"Did you hear what those Hufflepuff students said? Owen had a fight with Moody in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!" Harry said excitedly. "I heard that Moody had an affair with his mother. Celebrate the holidays.”

"Yes, Owen is avenging his mother!" Ron followed.

The Gryffindors who came out of the Potions classroom naturally heard this story.

At this time, they were in the atrium, which was an open space in the castle after coming out of the auditorium corridor and facing Hagrid's hut.

"As expected of him, he caused trouble on the first day." Miss Granger's evaluation was naturally not that high.

There is one last class in the afternoon.

During this time, she was finally willing to take some time to rest.

"Moody was the best Auror he could possibly be"

Before Ron finished speaking, he heard a shout from behind.

"Weasley! Hey, Weasley!"

Hearing the sound, they turned and looked over their shoulders.

Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle stood there, looking at them arrogantly.

"What?" Ron asked angrily.

"Let me ask you, that Sanchez, is he from the Rozier family?" Malfoy said with a frown.

As the twenty-eight sacred clans, although they share honors, there is also a chain of contempt among them. Among them, the Weasley family is definitely at the bottom, and the top family among them, Rozier is definitely on the list.

The criteria here are not based on bloodline and family fighting ability, but on influence.

Rozier originated in France and has family heritage throughout Europe, America and Africa.

The most powerful French family has held important positions in the federation for a long time, including the position of vice president.

As for the Malfoy family, although they also originated in Europe, today, except for the British branch, the rest have died out. There may be other branches of the Malfoy family, but they are definitely not like Draco's. good.

"It's none of your business!" Ron said viciously, "Get out of here, Malfoy, you're not welcome here."

"Don't talk like that, Ron!" Hermione stopped Ron's possible next breath.

She stood up silently and stood up from the stone bench in a circle under a huge English oak tree in the courtyard.

"Irving is from the Rozier family. What do you want to do?"

"Rozier?" Draco frowned and looked at Hermione gloomily.

He never understood why his father was so 'loving' towards Owen and that guy, so last year he even kept sending letters warning him not to mess with those two people.

Now, after learning about Owen's life experience, he finally understood something.

Could it be that his father took a fancy to the surname Rozier?

Want to win them over?

I heard that Sanchez is French, so he should be from the French Rozier family.

Did his father want to open up the French market?

Draco didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from feeling disgusted from the bottom of his heart with that bastard who was madly causing trouble for himself in the World Cup.

"No wonder you are following the descendants of that wanted criminal like followers." Malfoy said sarcastically, "Oh! Weasley may have taken a fancy to his family's gold galleons. After all, the red-haired family all live in a rotten place. In the shack, huh! It's so pitiful.

I have seen your home in the newspaper. There is a picture of your parents standing at the door of your house. Oh my god, you actually call this a house! If your mother could lose some weight, she would look pretty good, right?

As for you, Mudblood. He looked at Hermione again, "Others may believe your lies, but I will never believe it!"

What a descendant of Gryffindor, what a bloodline of Godric, stop being ridiculous, you are just a Muggle wizard, bleeding the same low-level blood as your low-level parents.

When you get close to that guy, you are simply dreaming of marrying a pure-blood, hoping to become a noble pure-blood wizard.

Huh, as expected, just like your lowly bloodline, you use despicable methods.

As for Pote, I really doubt whether he has any brains. Nothing but trouble, just wait! How long can Dumbledore protect you? If you follow that Sanchez all day long, you may not be thinking about your next home. When Dumbledore dies, he will still protect you. "

Draco was full of fire, standing under the corridor, holding his upper lip against his lower lip, and babbled insults at them.

Everyone around him sounded confused.

The little wizards who were watching had already packed up their things and stayed away from the four of them in a tacit understanding.

In the corridor, the little wizard stuck out his head and stared at Harry and the others as if they were watching a show.

"What's wrong with him?" Harry asked Ron, tilting his head.

"I don't know, did you hit your head when you went downstairs?" Ron looked equally confused.

Malfoy!

I haven't been so arrogant for a long time.

He suddenly attacked them today, which made him feel a little unnatural.

"Which one of you goes first?" Hermione said with a cold face, having already drawn out her wand.

"Be gentle, after all, it's a school, and - if we lose the Academy division again this year, I'm afraid of Professor McGonagall." Harry said with some fear. After all, if they were deducted points again this year, they would lose for four consecutive years. The separation has begun.

Not to mention Professor McGonagall, even he himself was a little embarrassed.

"I will!" Hermione said quietly.

Then Harry didn't wait for a reaction.

A sharp and dazzling spell whizzed past, and this blow was not aimed at any of the Malfoy trio over there.

The spell exploded on the stone pillars in the corridor next to them.

The broken stone fell on the three Slytherins like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Iron armor protection!" Draco's reaction was not slow. He quickly held up an illusory armor and blocked all the gravel.

But Gawain and Crabbe beside him were unlucky.

The stones were all heading towards them.

But the most unlucky thing is the stone pillars in the corridor.

Shizhu: I’m so annoying!

"Be gentle Hermione, don't beat him to death!" Harry yelled, but it was clear from his excited eyes that he wished that the person who just chanted the curse was himself.

As for Hermione, after seeing Malfoy softly resisting her blasting spell, her brows gradually widened. She finally knew where this guy got the courage to say those three words in front of her.

It had been a year and a half since that word had come out of the little wizard's mouth at Hogwarts.

Guess whose credit this is?

It can’t be Dumbledore’s achievements in building a civilized Hogwarts!

As for why Malfoy suddenly swelled.

snort! It was nothing more than defeating some Durmstrang wizards during the World Cup, which gave him a little more confidence.

Haha - what a frog in the well!

Hermione sneered.

His eyes were filled with disgust.

She raised her head, and her broken hair fell naturally from both sides. The next moment, the magic spell flew out from the tip of her grapevine wand.

"ha?"

The curse did not hit Malfoy, but arced into the ground a few feet away from him.

"Didn't you eat? The spell is so weak." Malfoy made a sharp scoff, but before he could be happy for a long time, the soles of his feet suddenly relaxed.

"Idiot!" Miss Granger looked at Malfoy who suddenly fell into the ground, her eyes narrowed with strong disgust.

Although the Iron Armor Curse can resist the spell, it cannot prevent her from changing the terrain.

It was just a simple transformation trick that turned the marble under his feet into a soft swamp. The idiot fell straight into it without any precautions.

"Damn it," Draco cursed.

The familiar feeling is exactly the same as it was during the World Cup.

"Goyle! Get me out, you idiot, and Crabbe!"

Malfoy yelled around.

But when he looked for his two followers, he suddenly discovered that they had fled to the end of the corridor.

Leaving him where he was.

"Damn it! Come back! Come back quickly!" he shouted hysterically.