Chapter 357: Temptation

Chapter 357: Temptation

"Professor Harp, I advise you to mind your own business," Moody said calmly, "He needs a lesson. Attacking others from behind, it's the dirtiest, most despicable behavior..."

"Valid point," Felix nodded slightly, "However, Hogwarts hasn't punished students like that for a while. I suggest sending him to Professor Snape for detention."

"Snape?" Moody's expression turned disdainful, "Oh, Snape... I bet he wouldn't want to see me... But, I'm rather looking forward to having a good chat with him. What a splendid idea!"

He pointed his wand at the ferret, and Felix stepped forward, "Oh, I think I should handle this"

Bang!

A searing spell collided with a golden magical barrier, producing sparks of gold and red. Moody's wand shone brightly, casting a red light on the twitching half of his face.

"Professor Moody," Felix said softly, "You used the Stunning Spell."

"Show me what you've got, kid!" Moody roared, the incantation forming into a beam of light, "Dumbledore might sing your praises, but folks like us believe what we see."

"That's quite an event," Felix frowned, the power of his Ironclad Charm correspondingly enhanced. He held a favorable impression of Moody, having an upright person in the school was better than inexplicable tricksters or dark wizards. Plus, Moody was a supporter and friend of Dumbledore.

But

Moody was truly unhinged. Severus had advised him to stay out of trouble, but trouble had found him.

The students stepped back a few paces, but more people gathered, their faces showing astonishment as they watched the scene. Last year, Snape and Lupin shattered the office, but no one else knew about it. Now, it was different. Two professors were openly fighting!

"Summon help! Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Snape... anyone!" Hermione yelled in panic.

Students had already rushed to call for help. A Slytherin prefect dashed straight to the dungeons. "I'll go find Professor Snape!" he hurriedly exclaimed.

"Not the best idea, young man!" Moody seemed to regain his composure, even taking the time to shout at those around him, "Step back a bit more. Rare opportunity, let me show you how real wizards duel"

"Apologies, Professor Moody. I'm not as... indifferent to consequences as you are," Felix said.

He actually wanted to use the word "crazy," but at this moment, it wasn't wise to provoke Moody. Who knew, in the heat of the moment, Moody might actually start using lethal magic? In any case, Felix wasn't one to give up easily.

The onlookers of young wizards noticed that Professor Harp's spells were becoming increasingly dark and ominous. Unlike the Ironclad Charm, they resembled rusted iron plates, or, one could say, a battered shield salvaged from who-knows-where. It might have been buried deep for years, but no one doubted it had been soaked in blood.

McGonagall's gaze fixated on the residual magical traces in the air, and after a while of silence, she turned to the two of them and said impatiently, "Could someone explain exactly what happened here? Two professors openly dueling in broad daylight, Hogwarts has never witnessed such an outrageous occurrence!"

Neither of them spoke first. Moody hadn't thought of an excuse yet, and Felix certainly wouldn't say that the new professor proved himself to be a true Gryffindor, jumping into action without hesitation.

McGonagall's gaze grew increasingly menacing, her lips forming a thin line. Her chest puffed up like an angry balloon.

Harry felt it was his responsibility to explain the situation, especially since the root cause was the argument between him, Ron, and Malfoy. But he suddenly saw a small hand from Professor Harp's shoulder, pointing at the ferret below.

McGonagall also noticed the gesture. She actually had some reservations about Felix having a pet ferret, but no rumors had circulated around the castle about missing items, so she intended to wait and see.

Her gaze settled on the ferret. She was slightly puzzled. It was rather cute, all snowy white. However, it seemed quite timid, its front paws gripping Felix's trouser leg tightly. Amidst the intense magical confrontation just now, it surprisingly hadn't managed to escape.

If Scabbers belonged to Felix, having a close relationship, then what about this ferret? What was the situation?

Harry awkwardly reminded from the side, "It's Malfoy."

"What?"

"That white ferret, it's Draco Malfoy," Harry repeated.

"Oh, dear!" McGonagall exclaimed, looking at the ferret in astonishment. Felix waved his wand, and with a resounding crack, Draco Malfoy was restored.

He said somewhat apologetically, "Seems I forgot about you."

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