This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

The result of group shooting was a big defeat - the students' faces were all broken when they came back that night.

They went out in a swarm and came back in a swarm, but they didn't get any results.

If a group of people work together with the guidance of seniors and use the spell to wash the floor, it is not a chance, but Andrew's few people killed a few people and directly erased the possibility - group recommendation plus a secondary review , what's the point?

Anyway, when they went there, the excited students were like the defeated little roosters, dejected - fortunately, there is still hope, and there is still more than half a month before October, so they can try at least three more weekends.

However, everyone is now beginning to have a deep understanding of Andrew's Transformation - that is definitely not something that students can use, even seventh-grade students are helpless in the face of that spell.

"I think we have no chance," Ron sighed. "I can't even touch the edge of other people's magic. Maybe Fred and the others can have some ideas. They have too many ideas, but they will never tell me. ”

Harry looked at Ron hesitantly, and in the end he didn't say the fact that the only two of them were the ones who had no chance - Hermione not only had them, but even snatched them from that Taylor.

But Hermione's condition is also quite average - she went there, but she stared at her for a long time and couldn't see what the curse was like. Fortunately, she was used to being hit two years ago, so she was not too depressed.

"Forget it, I'm going to bed, there's still class tomorrow," Ron suddenly remembered something, "By the way, that Moody skipped the first class, I hope we can formally attend class tomorrow - although he's listless But Fred and the others said Moody's courses are extremely rich."

"I'm very much looking forward to it. Sirius said that Moody is the best Auror."

Harry responded in a low voice, but something else emerged in his mind for some reason. Sirius went to Hogsmeade to watch for a long time, and finally gave up on his move...

'He won't be able to untie it, it shouldn't be,' Harry shook his head, 'It must be because it cannot destroy the interest of other students, after all Sirius is a professor...'

He tried to keep another guess in his mind and quickly followed Ron and Hermione.

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"I only took my first class in the second week of school. I don't know what this professor is. Anyway, the reputation of other grades is quite high."

Hal whispered in a low voice, "We and the third grade have not achieved success, and now we are finally here, Andrew, what do you think of this professor?"

"One minute."

Andrew thought for a while and responded seriously.

"One minute? Can you transform him?"

Kevin widened his eyes, "Are you so strong?"

"For one minute, I can make him kneel down and beg me--let me not die."

Andrew said with certainty.

His duel level is not even second-rate, while Moody is a first-class Auror!

Unless Andrew attacks first and uses a transformative technique to completely control the opponent, Moody will definitely be able to kill him easily if the two sides duel.

'But I can kill him even if I take the initiative... It's just that I don't exercise enough, the speed of the duel can't suppress the opponent, and the level of the spell can't keep up with the transformation. If I don't study the spell in depth, I will have to at least be able to resist in the sixth grade. Stay with the first attack spell…'

He has a clear understanding of himself. For top players, he has high attacks and low defenses, and his transformation can easily kill most wizards, but the iron armor curse is still almost the same because of insufficient research on magic and spells.

‘Doing is too sensible. I have to go through professional training. What I figured out by myself is not interesting enough…’

"Please...don't die?"

Hal and the others were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"He's so strong?"

"Although the dean is the duel champion, he may not be able to get benefits in front of him. That's Moody."

Andrew said with certainty.

"It's almost the same. Philius's spell casting is too fast and he learned a lot. But he is too kind and soft-hearted, so I have a little advantage."

A hoarse voice sounded from outside and the back door of the classroom was opened.

Moody walked in from the back of the classroom while speaking.

The wooden leg that should have been loud and sounded on the ground did not make any sound - it was obvious that the wooden leg's owner exerted magic and then went up.

He still looked a little decadent, but he completely lost the feeling of giving up the self a few days ago.

Although Andrew could still smell a smell of alcohol, Moody seemed to be alive, no longer the feeling of losing energy before.

No, you are still drinking for breakfast. What medicine did Professor Snape give you?

He was very confused, but couldn't show it.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

But Moody had no intention of explaining. His magic eye began to rotate around the classroom, the muscles on his face mobilized, and an extremely ferocious smile appeared, "Ah, interesting, very interesting, I am This year's anti-black magic professor, Alastor Moody."

He waved his wand violently, and his name was firmly engraved on the blackboard.

"To be honest, Hogwarts' anti-black magic courses in recent years are extremely poor. I have been a little responsible last year, but my level is outrageous... Fortunately, she is very good at making up for her weaknesses, and you have laid a foundation Very solid, in this regard, she was unexpectedly a qualified professor.”

Moody nodded, "So, I'm going to give you some different things this semester. We can put them on some basic things, some spells for combat, and some more difficult things."

The student who was originally a little dissatisfied with Professor Nina's unpolite evaluation of Moody's words surrendered almost immediately after this sentence - few students could refuse the cool spell.

"It's a pity that you are not Aurors, and it's impossible to cast spells, so we probably have to delay the three most important spells. However, there is a commonly used offensive spell that you can learn about - the Sleeping Mantra. Currently, the Ministry of Magic has the most application of law enforcement. Extensive spells, small damage, and powerful curse power."

Moody waved his wand, and a red light was so fast that it was almost unresponsive.

It knocked out the spider on the wall - the poor guy fell down immediately, and his eight legs lay there without even twitching.

There was a sound of breathing in the classroom.

It was not that they sighed about how powerful this spell was, but that few people reacted. By the time they subconsciously dodged, the spell had already knocked the spider unconsciously.

Ravenclaw was better, there were few fights, and the students who had been fighting since the first grade were wide open - they knew that it would be cheaper to cast spells like this.

Even Andrew couldn't escape inhaling - he calculated that when the spell came over, he could barely activate the iron armor curse, but this was a sign that Moody showed!

‘If he was sneak attacking with a wand…hiss…’

Andrew's eyes lit up.

‘Coach, I want to learn this! ’