[HP] Control Tool Recycling Center

Afterwards, whenever she recalled this moment again, she couldn't help frowning.

This incident has seriously exposed her shortcomings—once something goes out of control, her actions will make unbearable mistakes.

Of course, she can comfort herself that caring is chaos, after all, as the most favored and delicate young master, he can indeed get more extra attention from her.But on the other hand, such sentimentality is obviously not for a decision maker, and she has to deal with it consciously.

But now, she didn't have time to think so much.

It all happened so suddenly that she didn't even have time to put a protective spell on poor Draco before she saw the child transformed into a tiny ferret before being brutally grabbed by a large, invisible hand. Get up and start tossing around.

Draco was visibly terrified.Of course, no matter who it is, after encountering all this, I am afraid that they will be terrified.

And this doesn't seem to be able to completely relieve Crouch's bad mood.He walked forward aggressively, waving his wand and chanting words, as if he was about to throw other spells on the poor little boy.

Harry looked as though he was trying to dissuade him, but Tanay couldn't care less.

In these few seconds, the books, materials and spells that she had browsed in the past flashed past her eyes, and every available spell was vividly remembered. She calmly stretched out her wand, waved it, followed by a click.

Moody's movements stopped, not too long, only about two or three seconds.

——The scene that happened next is really difficult to fully describe and summarize in words.

Tanai's mental concentration was unprecedented.She knew very well who she was facing and what weight she had in her hands.The spell flowed out clearly, quickly and accurately. For a few seconds, she even thought that she was holding a baton in her hand, and she was organizing a symphony orchestra to present a wonderful and majestic movement.

When she finally came back to her senses, she noticed belatedly that standing in front of her was a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts with fire-spitting eyes, and a professor of Transfiguration who was equally angry.

McGonagall was questioning Moody with her wand raised, and Harry rushed up to her nervously.At the same time, she also noticed that the people around her looked at her with a little fear...why the fear?

Harry held her hand holding the wand, and with the passing of body temperature, he asked her loudly if she was okay.

Tanai was a little confused, what could happen to her?Now it's Draco who's going to be busy, he's been turned into a ferret by that lunatic Crouch Jr... huh?

At this time, she finally fully recovered her cognition and thinking ability.

—she was kneeling on the ground.With her left hand, she held the ferret hidden in her robe, and the right hand holding the wand, which Harry was holding, felt a little weak.

She dropped her stiff right hand and tried to stand up, but failed.There was a touch of liquid sliding over the knee, and a trace of blood spread.Possibly scratched?She thought a little uncertainly.

According to Ron's later description, she was "waving her wand with a calm face, but the spell flew towards Moody like a violent storm", "It is almost impossible for a fourth grader to cast such a high-intensity spell, let alone a fourth grader." Grade, even a seventh grade is not enough."

Moreover, Ron insisted, some of the spells were instant, or close to instant.Tanai was skeptical: she hadn't learned Instantaneous Charms at all.

On this point, Harry agreed with him.Tanai believes that they may have been frightened, so they have such an illusion.

Of course, these are things for later.For now, her attention was still on the Death Eater in front of her.

While breathing calmly, she looked directly at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in front of her, her eyes were undisguisedly cold: "Casting transformation magic and 27 offensive magic on the students, the evidence is conclusive, and the number of witnesses is more than five , the location is still inside Hogwarts College. Mr. Moody, I will file a lawsuit with the Law Enforcement and Judicial Department at another day, and at the same time protest to the school board."

"You have seriously violated the Law on the Protection of Underage Wizards. On a conservative estimate, I can let you live in Azkaban for ten years."

Moody's magic eyes spun a few times quickly. Obviously, the development of the situation has greatly exceeded his expectations. He originally only wanted to give this little Malfoy who was not loyal to his master a little bit of trouble...

Of course, he wasn't going to hold back, he quickly jumped up and shouted: "How dare you contradict the professor! Well, you still cast a spell on the professor, I will detain Slytherin fifty...one hundred... ..."

Professor McGonagall interrupted him with a cold tone, and she said mercilessly: "You can't do this. I'm glad to see that Miss Potter bravely protected her classmates, Slytherin plus [-] points. Than Standing up here, maybe you should think about how to fill out the next service report—maybe not just the service report.”

Then, she walked up to Tanai, and said softly, "You did a great job, Tanai. The output of magic power and the connection of spells are quite perfect. Now, you can release Mr. Malfoy, and I will break the spell for him."

Tanai paused, and then whispered: "Can I waste a little time for you, I want to find an empty classroom. There are too many people here, I am worried, Draco may be more..."

She struggled to find a euphemistic word: "... is less appropriate."

Meg nodded.She put away her wand, and then began to drive away the students surrounding her.They left here quietly, silently, and even in an orderly manner. It was not until they had gone quite a distance that someone finally started whispering.

"If Tanay Potter is old enough to put her name in the Goblet of Fire," a sixth-year boy in Durmstrang asked his companions in a breathy voice, "the Hogwarts candidate..."

His friend swallowed, and his voice was a little dry: "I might persuade Krum to give up the game."

"That's more than just a professor," his girlfriend said softly. "He's also one of the strongest Aurors in the British Ministry of Magic."

The first person to speak shuddered, and he looked back at the place where the battle had just taken place.They had already walked a long way, and they could only see the small backs of the few remaining people.

The girl seemed to be still kneeling there, but her palpitating powerful magic power and temperament remained undiminished.She didn't look like a student at all when she was waving her wand...

Like what?

he does not know.The only thing he was sure of was that it frightened him.

Harry helped his sister up carefully, and he seemed eager to join the impromptu team, but Tanai finally turned him down—Draco, she guessed, especially didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his nemesis.

Although it has not been very successful.

Fortunately, the number of classes scheduled for the second class in the morning was slightly less, and they found a suitable classroom with ease.

The next problem came up, Tanai couldn't get Draco off of her no matter what.

His claws tightly hooked her shirt, Tanai didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting him.After a stalemate for more than a minute, Tanai finally gave in.

She randomly pulled out a chair, sat on it, then raised her head and looked at Mag: "Sorry, can you just change him back like this?"

Thankfully, Professor McGonagall was their Transfiguration teacher.Her transfiguration skills allowed her to accurately transform the ferret stuck to Tanai's chest back into Malfoy.

The only problem was that the little boy who turned back into a human fell directly into Tanai's arms, and his posture was not very elegant.

Tanai looked up and winked at her.Professor McGonagall understood what she meant, and she backed out, closing the classroom door behind her.

Now, there are only two of them left in the classroom.

Tanai touched the back of Draco's head, and he was burying his face in the hollow of her neck, and she could feel that part of the clothes starting to get wet.

Fortunately, the 15-year-old child has not fully opened, even if Draco is sitting on her lap now, as long as he bends his spine, he can barely lean on her shoulder.

Tanai put one arm around his waist to help him maintain balance, and the other hand stroked the young master's hair tirelessly, she comforted him in a warm voice:

"It's okay. Draco, don't be afraid, I will protect you. It will never happen again, I promise, okay?"

After a long while, the boy's hoarse voice sounded in her ear, it sounded a bit vague, "I want to tell my father..."

Tanai replied affectionately: "Okay."

"I'm going to ask the board of trustees to expel him..."

"it is good."

"I want... I don't want to see him again anyway."

"it is good."

Tanai agreed with everything, just trying to calm down the little boy's mood as soon as possible.

She is doing her best to recall what she just did and is beginning to reflect on her actions.

At this moment, in front of little Crouch, and under the identity of Harry's younger sister, her actions would definitely make him more vigilant.

If this leads to the worst...

She frowned, thinking anxiously about her next move.

At the same time, in the blind corner of vision that she couldn't see, the boy's eyes were slightly red, and he was silently restraining his sobs, occasionally mixed with some unnoticeable weeping.His face was pale, but his eyes were slightly bright, and the arms holding Tanai tightened unnoticeably.

No one knows what kind of stormy psychological activities he had in these short 10 minutes, maybe he hasn't figured it out yet.

He can be the cloud in the distant mountains, the gravel at the bottom of the stream, an hour hand that stops moving, the gems on the cuff buttons, or everything she can see.

...or the incarnation of the ghost she loved.

He bent down meekly, lowered his eyes, and placed himself on the altar.

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The author has something to say:

Alright, the whole set of procedures is over, I'm going to throw away the outline and start hitting the fragile young master!