This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The little white dog was shaking on the floor, his personality was completely opposite to Draco.

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The students watching the show around looked back and trembled unconsciously.

The auditorium is terriblely quiet.

It was no one else who turned Draco into a little puppy, but Moody who could still walk as fast as a fly while stepping on a wooden leg.

His crutch pointed at the little puppy on the ground, and the magic eyes on his face kept scanning the surroundings.

He looked at Harry intact, "Has he hurt you?"

Harry let go of Ron and touched his cheek, "No, he didn't hit."

Moody suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Don't touch him!"

"What?" Harry was puzzled, "Professor, what did you say don't touch?"

"I'm talking about him." Moody lifted up his crutch and pointed straight at Crab behind him.

Crab was so scared that he quickly straightened up, "No...I did nothing."

Moody walked forward quickly, and the little puppy was so scared that he hid at Crab's feet.

"I don't like the people who do sneak attacks the most." He waved his crutch and dragged the little puppy into the air.

"This is a punishment for you, you will remain like this tonight."

The little puppy was so scared that he kept making whimpering sounds from his mouth.

Moody stared at him with his whole eyes, "Remember? Never do this again."

"Yeah--"

"If there is another time, I won't let you go easily."

"Yeah--"

The little puppy was thrown to Crab, who almost threw him to the ground with a clumsy manner.

"Puff--" Ron laughed loudly, and several students around him laughed out loud.

Evil will be retribution, and this is Draco's retribution.

"Why don't you get out of here?" As soon as Moody finished speaking, Crab ran out of the auditorium with a small dog in his arms.

Gao Er was stunned and then left at a faster speed.

Moody glanced at the students who were joining in the fun and walked towards the staff table.

Most students' eyes changed when they looked at him, and they were no longer as frightened as before.

Ron, who had the biggest change, closed his eyes as soon as he sat at the long table in Gryffindor, recalling what had happened just now with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Draco Malfoy, a pitiful little dog..."

Of course, Harry, who was sitting next to him, was in a particularly good mood.

The late twins were very upset after they learned about the matter.

In order to prepare the age enhancer, the two missed a picture that was enough to remember for the rest of their lives.

They looked at Moody at the staff table and talked about the afternoon black magic defense class.

“I’ve never taken a class like that.”

Lee looked particularly excited, "Yes, man, he really understands."

Ron's ears moved slightly, and he walked back to reality from the beautiful memories.

He leaned his body towards his two twin brothers, "What do you understand?"

Fred smiled mysteriously, "I know how to fight against the black magic."

George looked yearning, "He has seen everything, and I want to be an Auror after graduation."

Li En nodded, "He is really amazing."

Ron quickly took out his schoolbag and searched for the course schedule.

He spread out the wrinkled paper, his tone was quite disappointed, "Thursday...we won't have his class until Thursday..."

And before that, he still needs to get through a potion class.

"Harry, I always have an unknown feeling."

"You're thinking too much?"

Ron said to Snape, who had just sat down at the staff table, "Did you forget that the old bat lived in the Malfoy's tent during the World Cup? He will definitely try every means to target us."

Harry was so shocked by his words.

According to previous years' experience, even if what just happened, Snape would give Gryffindor a powerful warning in the first class of the new semester.

"Our homework has been finished. As long as we are not late and don't talk nonsense in class, he will have no choice—"

Snape at the staff table suddenly looked over, and his deep and dark eyes stinged Harry's eyes like lightning.

"He...he can't do it..."

Ron shivered subconsciously, "Look, he's already eyeing us."

Harry turned his neck back with great stiffness, "Okay, I think we should think of something happy."

"Oh-Draco Malfoy, a pitiful little dog."

Snape at the staff table looked at the two people laughing coldly.

He snorted lightly and glanced at Moody who had been staring at him.

This feeling was like being monitored, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

This scene happened to be a good example for Vincent.

Moody and Snape have a bad relationship, and something more interesting should happen this school year.

If you are in a good mood, your appetite will naturally be good.

The little lions' appetite increased greatly and they ate a lot more than usual.

After dinner, McGonagall came to the Owl Court Club activity room on the fifth floor.

Harry and Ron were particularly nervous, both of them thought that she was here to find her.

"Vincent, come here."

Vincent, who was exercising to digest food in the ring, took off his fist gloves, "Okay, professor."

Watching him and McGonagall leave the room together, James, who was breathless in the ring, sat down.

Alfred from the ring threw him a bottle of water, "Zhan, what do you think Professor McGonagall is doing with Lao Wen?"

After James caught it, he showed off half a bottle, "Who knows, maybe he was discovered when he did something bad."

Alfred shook his head helplessly, "Jane, don't be so resentful."

He looked at James' particularly round arms, "Old Wen is also for your own good. You haven't exercised much this summer vacation, right?"

"Fart, I go out every day!"

"Go to the bookstore to see if there are any new comics, right?"

James ignored him and continued to drink the remaining half bottle of water angrily.

On the other hand, McGonagall brought Vincent to the principal's office.

In addition to Dumbledore, Batty and Bagman are also there.

"Thank you, Minerva." Dumbledore introduced the two to Vincent.

One is the director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department, the other is the director of the Magic Sports Department, and neither is a real power boss.

I made a special trip from the Ministry of Magic to find him in the middle of the night, definitely not for trivial matters.

Combined with the faint smile on Dumbledore's face, it can only be because of the upcoming Triumph Championship.

"Good evening, Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman." Vincent sat down calmly, and a cup of freshly brewed black tea appeared in front of him.

Old Bati and Bagman did not have too much politeness and directly expressed their intentions.

"Mr. Wayne, the Triumph is about to be held, and we plan to cooperate in depth with your company again."

Vincent pretended to be particularly surprised, "In-depth cooperation? Is it about the live broadcast of the event?"

Bagman nodded slightly, "I believe you know the current situation in the magic world. The Ministry believes that the Trio Championship, which has been around for nearly two centuries, will definitely arouse people's interest."

It's another diversion of attention. After so many years of taking office, Fuji has really made no progress at all.

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