Chapter 356： conversation

Draco didn't speak, he collapsed on the floor, his face sweaty, his light blond hair stuck to his forehead, shivering. He staggered and couldn't get up, Crabbe and Gore approached, looked at Moody, who didn't respond, and pulled Draco up.

McGonagall's suspicious gaze swung between Felix and Moody, and she quickly confirmed the target. She frowned and said, "Professor Moody, did you use Transfiguration on Malfoy?"

"Yeah, a lesson, you have to give him a deep impression and save him from attacking others behind his back." Moody said.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Felix inquiringly, Felix nodded slightly, McGonagall said weakly, "Even so, we will only be confined in confinement, instead of punishing students with deformation. Long-term human deformation is harmful. Yes, it was abolished long ago. Dumbledore should have told you this, right?"

"Probably?" Moody scratched his chin casually. He grinned and said coarsely: "It's not that serious, Professor McGonagall!"

"I couldn't understand him attacking from behind, so I frightened him. This Professor Haipu appeared suddenly. Maybe I thought my approach was inappropriate! There was a little conflict, and I happened to hear about him from Dumbledore before. A lot of things...like trying his level."

Moody limped around, waved his rough hand, and said dumbly, "I know why I came here. Dumbledore asked me not to be a good man!"

"Danger never appears openly, so that you can prepare in advance. This is my purpose to cut off the tentacles of some people and things. I am indeed a bit overreacted, but in my experience, it is better than nothing. Be prepared!"

"Always be vigilant!" He yelled, and a first-year freshman sat on the ground in fright.

Moody’s magic eye saw it. He grinned, dragged the wooden prosthetic leg to the new born, pulled him up, and faced him with a piece of flesh missing and the intact eye, and laughed and said : "Boy! You will find that appearance is the least worthy of fear. Excuse me, let me."

Step aside from the crowd, looking at him in awe.

"That's right!" Moody stopped and turned to look at Felix. "We'd better pick some warriors and train them in advance, just in the first duel class, how about?"

"Of course." Felix said with a smile.

Moody stared at him for a few seconds, then strode away.

"Oh my God, he's so cool!" said a student looking at Moody's back.

"He is a real warrior, the kind who knows best, knows a lot... then you will know." Another student admired Moody's very much, and he had just taken Moody's class in the afternoon.

Professor McGonagall looked at the students who were staying in place, and said solemnly, "Disperse, disperse! Go eat, don't block the way." She walked up to Draco Malfoy, but looked hesitantly. To Felix.

"Then Mr. Malfoy"

"I'll hand it to Severus." Felix said.

"All right." Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at Crabbe and Gore next to Draco, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione who were not far away, yelling angrily: "You guys Do you want to be with me!"

They quickly slipped away.

At the dining table, Ron closed his eyes and raised his fork in the air. He sighed contentedly and said, "I must raise a ferret... When I see it, I can think of Malfoy today. Will you also hold my trouser legs and not let go?"

Harry and Hermione laughed, and Harry asked, "But is it really dangerous to deform the body? Professor McGonagall's expression doesn't look like a joke."

Hermione carried the fork and said meaningfully: "Imagine that you are turned into an owl. At first you remember who you are, but soon, animal instinct has the upper hand and you forgot your identity..."

Harry frowned. "So, if you don't unlock the magic in time, Malfoy will completely consider himself a ferret?"

Hermione said solemnly: "I just give you an example to make you aware of the danger. Some deformations can be solved by themselves over time, but for those magical wizards, their deformations can last a long time. For a period of time, even some malicious transformations, like a curse, can exist forever."

Ron didn't know what was thinking, he laughed, and said out of breath: "That's also... not bad... isn't it?"

Hermione glanced at him, "Although the possibility is very small, if Malfoy ran away in a panic and hid in the forbidden forest, he might have been eaten by the animals in the forest before he was found. ..."

Ron imagined that the food in front of him suddenly didn't taste good, and Harry had no appetite. Hermione quickly finished her dinner unaffected, and packed her schoolbag.

"Are you going to the library?" Harry asked her.

"Of course," Hermione said. "There's a lot of work to be done. It's not schoolwork." Seeing Harry was about to ask, she said in advance, picking up her schoolbag and hurried away.

On the other side, Felix and Draco Malfoy were walking in the dark underground corridor. Draco’s tears were dripping with tears, and the torches on the wall shone on his pale face, allowing Felix to see him clearly. His spiteful gaze.

"Do you hate Professor Moody?" Felix asked, looking at him.

Draco clenched his fists, flushed from the shame, and muttered: "I want to tell my dad..."

"Yeah." Felix didn't say much, they went on walking for a while. He suddenly said: "What you said is also a way, but it may not be of much use."

"Why! Just because he is a good friend of Dumbledore?" Draco gritted his teeth.

"It's Principal Dumbledore." Felix corrected him, but seeing Draco Malfoy's disapproving expression, I guess even the principal was complaining.

"I am curious, the origin of this conflict..."

"I humiliated Weasley's dad," Draco said coldly. "You want to ask this? I deserve it?"

"No," Felix laughed softly, "I'm just wondering what kind of ideas you provoked. After all, even without Professor Moody, the three of you plus Crabbe and Gore are not Potter's opponent alone."

"Or in your opinion, Potter will not hurt you and make you feel confident? Or you don't mind being knocked down by Potter. It is worth mentioning that Miss Granger is not so easy to deal with."

Draco Malfoy's face became scorching hot, and he stammered, "I, I didn't think so much."

"Well," Felix nodded, and then asked, "Remember the first time we had a deeper conversation? The time you brought your diary to my office?"

Draco looked at him slowly, not quite sure why he mentioned it suddenly.

"I once told you everyone is responsible for their actions" Felixton paused, "It seems that you have no impression."

He smiled and said, "I really want you to see the scene at that time. You were a bit like now, trembling and trembling. Of course, once it was a noble self-help and altruistic behavior, and the other was a gloomy behavior. idea……"

Draco glared at him, feeling uncomfortable, but also a touch of pride.

"This is normal. Anyone who is humiliated will have a strong idea of ​​destruction." Felix said lightly, they turned a corner, and Snape's office was in the distance.

"Have you had this idea?" Draco asked, but he suddenly realized that he had asked a terrible question. Professor Haipu was not at peace in school, he would only experience more.

Felix was amused. "I guess everyone has had similar dark ideas, but it's not easy to put them into practice." He knocked on the door of Snape's office, and there was no movement for a while.

"Well, maybe not..." He said regretfully, "It can only be another day, go, Mr. Malfoy. Go back to sleep, I want to see how long you will last for this idea."