[HP] Missy and Mischief

The next morning, Cassandra woke up uncommonly late, with a thin layer of black under her beautiful green eyes, looking severely sleep deprived.

"Uh, you don't look well, do you need some euphoria or the 'Glory Charm', Cassandra?" At the long Slytherin table, Terrence put down the knife in his hand and asked her with concern .

Betty was not surprised that her brother always cared about Cassandra more than himself.

Ah, of course, from the first day of school, this beautiful witch with a bad German surname has attracted a lot of attention, but she is still the only one who is allowed to be the eldest lady's friend.

What's more, she wrote a letter to herself to communicate with her daily life this summer vacation! (In fact, this is Cassandra to prove to Gabi that she has friends who can write letters)

"It doesn't mean much, but thank you, Terrence." Cassandra sat down next to him expressionlessly, thinking of the nightmare that kept her waking up repeatedly——

Lightning struck the tower, a phoenix fell from the Astronomy Tower, and she was holding a blood-stained letter in her hand, unable to move.

This is not a good thing.Cassandra thought.Wizards generally don't dream, unless it is some omen and warning about the future, and this dream is not good in any way, but it is inextricably related to the prophecy told by Professor Binns.

She sluggishly ate some salmon in white sauce and a green apple rose tart before going to Defense Against the Dark Arts, the first class of the term, with the other sixth graders.

Perhaps it was because the Slytherin students knew the former Auror and were afraid of these little poisonous snakes, so they all sat in the farthest position from the podium.

Betty looked uncomfortably at the swishing eyes of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and said, "I don't think he's any better than Professor Lupine at all."

Cassius said without looking up, "But when you first found out that he was a werewolf last semester, you said you wouldn't step into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom."

"...Can casual angry words count!" Betty said blushing.

For a while, the classroom was full of happy air.

And Moody seemed to know what they were thinking, and said gruffly: "It's hot, ha. Whether you welcome me to class or not, I will only be here for a year... Well, help Dumbledore Lido solves the problem of no one applying, and then resumes my retirement life haunted by dark wizards."

When he said the words "Dark Wizard", he emphasized his voice, and his uninjured eye also gouged out the students of the Snake Academy in the back row of the classroom.

He ducked his head for some roster, and the scarred, distorted face disappeared from Cassandra's sight.

"I think it would be prescient to eat less at noon," Cassandra frowned. "Look at all the spiders on his podium...I don't think we're supposed to deal with these things."

"Quiet! Put away your textbooks, we don't need them!" Moody's magic blue eye began to twitch again, seeming to see through desks and robes.He checked through the list, and every time he called a name, he would stare with his blue eyes for a while, as if he was judging whether this student would grow into the next Dark Lord or his vassal in the future.

And when Fred and George were mentioned, he paused, and said in a hoarse voice: "Children of the Weasley family, huh? A few days ago, your father helped me get rid of the threat of a dark wizard..."

The twins looked excited to be called and sat up straighter, their matted red hair sticking out in front of Cassandra's eyes, forcing her to focus on the Weasley brothers in the front row.Hmm... But she still can't tell who they are with complete precision.

"Okay, let's get down to business, we should have class today." Moody took out a hairy long-legged spider from the glass jar on the podium, and raised his wand at it, "The Unforgivable Curse, I should give You guys have some exciting black magic spells, so that you can be vigilant in the first class, and beware of all threats from dark wizards—"

Betty repeated in disbelief: "What is unforgivable? Is he crazy or am I crazy, showing the three forbidden spells in class—"

Cassandra's face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and she said sarcastically: "It seems that he wants to share the Azkaban cell with the dark wizard he personally captured."

At this time, almost the entire classroom fell silent. On the podium in front of the classroom, the spider was rolling, dancing, and making some unreasonable movements.

Then, as if Moody didn't think it was exciting enough, he broke the control of the Imperio spell, the tip of his wand glowed with green lightning, and the poor spider began to twitch and struggle violently.

——If spiders could make sounds, the whole classroom would be filled with piercing screams.

Cassandra heard small screams from Spinnet and Johnson in the front row. The room fell silent, and every student was terrified.

Cassius whispered, "Crucio, should he kill that poor spider next?"

The Gryffindors up ahead were also staring blankly at Moody, as if he was an avatar of a dementor or something.Only the twins shook their heads in disbelief, as if they didn't believe that Professor Moody could continue to give them more stimulation.

—Actually, he could.

"Avada Kedavra!" Accompanied by a dazzling green light shot from the tip of the wand, the whole classroom was filled with dust. Limbs are stiff.

The classroom was eerily quiet, and a needle could be heard.

A few students tried their best to hold back the shouts they wanted to make, and a Gryffindor in the front row who was watching closely slowly slid down from the chair, and no one even helped him.I don't know who was sobbing softly, holding "too terrible" in his throat.

Cassandra stared at Moody without saying a word, admitting that even she was shocked.The simplest and crudest three spells for dominating, torturing and killing your enemies once and for all are the Three Unforgivable Curses.It's not aesthetically pleasing, but it works.

She wasn't afraid, that was the worst thing.

Could it be that she is a born black wizard seedling?

Everyone clutched their quills for the rest of the class, jotting down Moody's description of the three unforgivable spells, as well as some of the other evil spells and defenses he'd talked about...

No one in the classroom dared to speak.

But someone dared to pass the note.

Cassandra pinched a bouncing paper frog that came out of a certain corner, feeling the slight bounce of its hind legs in her hand.

When Moody's blue magic eye looked elsewhere, Fred and George in the front row quickly turned their heads, mouthed "open" to her together, and blinked, giving her Lost two Winks.

How dare they...? !

Cassandra glanced at her side guiltily, and found that Betty and Cassius were taking notes and didn't notice the little beauty that happened here. Origami little frog.

It was still the scrawled and unruly bad characters, domineeringly occupying the entire small piece of paper.

"Hey, I'll show you around our secret test base tonight. Are you interested in watching it? See you at the stairs on the fourth floor. PS Moody's class is really amazing, it's so cool. ——F&G."

Passing a book in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, just for that?

Cassandra is almost overwhelmed by their ever-present sense of humor and courage.

She scribbled an "OK" with a pen, but was having trouble figuring out how to send it back.

...she can't fold little frogs.

Aha, the difficult problem that has been dismantled but irreversible is in her hands.

After thinking for a while, Cassandra gave up the idea of ​​folding them back together, and folded a small origami crane.Wearing white gloves, she held the paper crane in her palm, took a breath, and watched it flap its wings with a smile...

Then he was hit by a spell from Moody, turned into ashes in mid-air, and fell to the ground.

"You'd better not be messing around with those gadgets down there while I'm in class, Miss Wolflin," said Moody grimly, and if he read correctly, there was even a hint of hatred in his black eyes.

Cassandra pursed her lips and nodded silently.

Well, she announced that she absolutely hated this new teacher.And now she had to think of a reason to evade the puzzled bunch of Slytherins looking at her—

Dumbledore must be crazy.This psychotic Auror is definitely ten times worse than a werewolf!

After the class was over, the students almost couldn't wait to escape from this terrifying classroom. All kinds of discussions gathered like a tide, and then poured out like a flood... Most of the students (including Slytherin's) spoke in a tone of awe Talking about the Unforgivable Curse—"Did you see that green light? It was so bright!"

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