I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Moody is in trouble, with legions of parents questioning his ability to teach his students.

Some rational wizards would calmly analyze the opinions of an Auror with rich practical experience on Defense Against the Dark Arts, but the parents of the students didn't think so.

In particular, most of the parents in this age group are people who have experienced Voldemort's period, and they clearly know what the three unforgivable curses mean.

No one would hope that their children might appear in Azkaban in the future.

In the eyes of the parents, Moody, the legendary war hero Auror, is now an old lunatic with half of his body buried in the ground and his mind not clear.

It hurts to say that, who gave Moody a precedent.

Being able to recognize the trash can as an enemy is definitely not normal.

So when this report followed the owls flying across the country, almost within a day, overwhelming letters of complaints came to the school.

The letters piled up in Dumbledore's office alone are enough to drown a person.

"Alastor, of course I believe in your level." Dumbledore picked up a letter, it was a roaring letter, and the roaring made his ears ring.

He looked at his old friend, Moody couldn't tell how good his face was.

He didn't need to care about these things, maybe Moody's character wouldn't make him care at all.

As a qualified Auror, he shouldn't be affected by these external things.

But this time it made him very annoyed, he took out the flagon and took a sip irritably, his magic eyes turned and landed on the envelope that Dumbledore picked up again.

He said in a rough voice, "Don't open it, it contains the concentrated water of the babo tuber."

Dumbledore routinely put the envelope aside, where it had already piled up into a hill.

It can be seen how many parents of students also have opinions on this principal this time.

"Dumbledore, did some bastard with a bad stomach do this?" Moody paced back and forth in the office, his expression full of impatience and mania.

Dumbledore comforted: "Alastor, what's the matter with you?"

He was a little puzzled, his old friend was not the kind of person who would be affected.

"Dumbledore, I..." The words got stuck suddenly, and Moody muttered, and then apologized.

There was something wrong with Moody's state, and Dumbledore should have been concerned.

But now the owls are still flying in through the window, and he has no time to deal with it.

Pick up an envelope and tear it open, and the disgusting slugs fall out of it.

Putting the envelope on the table without any surprise, there was another slug on the hill.

. . .

"You suspect that box?"

In the corridor, John heard Heinrich's harvest of the holiday.

Unlike the heated discussions in the auditorium, several members of the Star Club gathered on John's side.

Heinrich nodded and said, "When I was about to open it, Moody just came back."

His tone was very certain. When he unlocked the box, he heard a slight movement inside.

The movement seemed to come from a very deep well, and he wanted to forcefully check it.

Due to Moody's appearance, he could only leave first.

After this incident, Moody became more defensive towards Heinrich.

After John finished listening, he cared about another thing. He muttered, "Is Moody so slack in vigilance?"

He felt something was wrong. With Moody's vigilance, he didn't notice that Heinrich broke into the office?

As for leaving, he does not believe that Moody will not use similar testing methods.

It was too easy for Heinrich to go inside.

But whether there is a problem or not, all the spearheads are now pointing at that big box.

If there is any doubt, then it should also be stored in the big box.

"We need to find a way to lure Moody away."

John stroked his clean chin and looked at Malfoy thoughtfully.

Not just John, but Daphne and Heinrich, Cedric and Fleur as well.

"See what I do?" Malfoy felt puzzled.

Without waiting for John to speak, Fleur said sincerely: "Draco, although we have only been together for a few months, I can feel the powerful ability you were born with that day."

Fleur really admired Malfoy, but she didn't know that Malfoy did it. The whole school seemed to have no one he cared about, causing trouble everywhere.

As the top three warriors, Furong would like to call it the strongest in terms of attracting hatred.

It is a matter of personal safety in the third match. We promise that the enemy will not cheat, and we will never use Malfoy.

"Ah?" He was a little embarrassed to be praised, but he had such potential, so Malfoy secretly asked happily: "What ability?"

Furong said sincerely: "The ability to make people hate."

Malfoy: . . . . . .

He hates friends who have no sense of boundaries.

He stared and asked with surprise: "You don't want me to lure Moody away, do you?"

He looked for his friends for help, and looked at Daphne.

Daphne tilted her head silently, little brother, you still have no one robbing you of your position.

This indifference pierced Malfoy's heart, and he looked at Cedric again.

Cedric said expectantly: "You don't have to try your best, just restrain yourself a little."

Malfoy: "...are you polite?"

Even if he committed countless deaths on a daily basis, facing a once legendary Auror still makes people feel weak.

And Moody is no other professor, he really punishes students physically.

The last hope is pinned on John, as his best friend, John will definitely not be as superficial as them!

What, Heinrich?

With John's answer, what more is Heinrich.

Who doesn't know that Heinrich listens to John.

"John, you don't think I'm annoying, do you?" Malfoy asked expectantly.

John fell into deep thought, then made a decision and said, "Draco, I'll undo your flirting with Harry now, no... the right to provoke, you can find fault with Harry during this time."

So love goes away, right?

Malfoy had a resentment on his face, is he really that annoying?

He completely forgot that he was beaten up by John in the first grade for being mean.

Fortunately, John's strategy is not to have Malfoy confront Moody, but to flirt with Harry (?) in a roundabout way to lure Moody away.

To be fair, although Malfoy doesn't seem to be serious on weekdays, there is one thing he said that is true.

It may be because of the mermaid incident, or it may be deliberately intensifying the hostility between the savior and Slytherin.

The current Moody, as long as something happens on Harry's side, Moody will appear in time.

Totally like being a babysitter.

Slytherin provoked several times, and Moody would intervene and severely punish the Slytherin students in public.

This led to Malfoy always thinking that Moody would suddenly appear from behind.

. . .

Conservation of Fantastic Beasts.

Hagrid looked at the few remaining snails. Apart from being able to contribute amulet materials to John, they had no other purpose.

To this end, he chose to change the curriculum.

The sour smell of love made the magical animals brought by Hagrid less ferocious this time.

"These are snuffers, you can usually find them in mines, they like shiny things."

A cardboard box with furry Nifflers sniffing around.

Suddenly, a sniff seemed to find something, it jumped out of the cardboard box with all its strength, and quickly dug in the ground with its shovel-like front paws.

Soon, an Irish leprechaun gold coin was dug up.

The cute Xixiu quickly captured the girls' hearts. Of course, it would be even better if Xixiu didn't take away the students' things.

John watched the sniffing on himself, trying to get his ring off.

Giving Malfoy a look, John signaled that he could go and have a friendly interaction with Harry.

Malfoy was never professional when it came to embarrassing Harry.

Going up and saying a few words, let Harry's good mood of the gold rush disappear.

The two almost had a conflict, and Hagrid hurried forward to separate them.

Ron was wheezing like a calf.

While they were arguing, John had dug out all the gold coins with Xixiu.

In fact, he could see where the gold coins were buried without sniffing them. Leprechaun gold coins exuded magic power, and there was nothing hidden under his insight.

For this, Hagrid also rewarded John with a piece of Honeydukes chocolate.

Or premium chocolate.

Hagrid deserves to be the richest man in Hogwarts.

It's a pity that chocolate didn't appeal to John, so he gave it to Goyle instead, and Crabbe almost got into a fight with him for grabbing chocolate.

With resentment on Daphne's face, John asked doubtfully, "You want it too?"

Is this chocolate so delicious, buy a box for her another day.

The protection of Magizoology is over, and Malfoy's battle is not over yet.

Running into Harry in the hallway, Malfoy quickly went into combat mode.

Malfoy gradually fell into a disadvantage with Hermione's joining, and John kicked Goyle's ass, which was still savoring the taste of chocolate, signaling that it was time for the two of them to get on.

Goyle and Crabbe saw Malfoy fighting alone, and immediately joined the battle.

Three people create an effect of 1+1+1=9.

Why is it 9?

Because 6 turned over.

Anyway, John saw Ron's wand drawn.

At the same time, Moody's unique footsteps sounded.

"Malfoy!"

Malfoy's face turned pale, and then he remembered something, and his expression returned to arrogance.

John glanced at Moody who was coming, and he thought for a while, the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is not close here, so how could Moody know what happened?

Could it be...he has items like the Marauder's Map?

. . .