Nobody expected Moody's return, the former Auror, whose name had just been mentioned in Malfoy's mouth.
It can be said that the people who play Moody's are really dedicated.
They prepared a lot of things in advance.
Moody's actions, Moody's character, Moody's words and deeds have already disgusted moody to the black wizard.
The old Auror has been fighting against the black magic, to be sure, Mudi is more authentic than crouch.
He only targets black sorcerers, and magic, he treats them equally as much as possible.
If he doesn't agree, he takes out his wand directly, which is in line with his identity.
Moody's naturally knows where the family is.
If Lucius is standing here now, Fanlin thinks that Moody's use is not the transfiguration curse, the arming curse, or the coma curse, or simply put an end to Lucius
"Don't move..." Moody yelled.
"Don't move - what?" Said Harry suspiciously.
"It's not about you - it's about him!" Moody growled. He looked very angry.
You can't imagine how a guy with a prosthetic leg can walk so fast, even though he looks limping.
Moody's strides past, his palms around his shoulders and reach for Clara in the back.
Clara was about to pick up the ferret, but when he saw Moody's hand, he froze. He was very natural.
Malfoy, Clara and Goyle, these families have a deep source of awe for moody's.
Moody's rolling eyes magically penetrate his head to see what's going on behind him.
Moody walks up to Clara, Goyle and the ferret.
The ferret let out a terrible scream and began to run towards the dungeon.
"How can this be done?" Moody growled, and his wand pointed again at the ferret - it flew ten feet into the air, slapped him, and then bounced up again.
"I don't like people who attack behind the enemy," roared Modi, screaming in pain as the mink bounced higher and higher.
"Obnoxious, cowardly, despicable practices..." The ferret was flying in the air, its legs and tail waving helplessly.
"Don't do it again!" Moody said word by word, and the ferret dropped him heavily, then bounced into the air.
"Professor moody!" Exclaimed a surprised voice.
Professor McGonagall was walking down the stairs, folding his books.
"Hello, Professor McGonagall." Moody said calmly, shooting the ferret higher and higher.
"You What are you doing Asked Professor McGonagall, with his eyes fixed on the bouncing and falling ferret.
"Teaching." Moody's said.
"Teach Teaching Professor moody, then Is that a student? " Professor McGonagall screamed and his book fell to the ground.
"In a way, yes." Moody said, controlling Malfoy to spin and jump in mid air.
Then Moody's began to laugh.
Everyone laughed. It was very interesting. No one went to Professor McGonagall.
Moody looked happy, too. He took two quick steps, then pulled carat's pants open, just to expand a space, and then the ferret fell in.
There's more laughter, and there's nothing more joyous than that.
"Come on!" Cried Professor McGonagall. She ran down the stairs and took out her wand.
A quarter of an hour later, with a crash, Draco Malfoy returned to his original form, curled up on the floor, his golden hair as if he had just been spoiled, and his face was pale, and it seemed that the experience in his pants was not so wonderful.
Malfoy stood up and drew back.
"Alasto, we can't punish students with transfiguration." Said Professor McGonagall.
"Professor Dumbledore must have told you that?"
"Yes, he may have mentioned it." Moody's said, grabbing his chin, not caring, "but I think it's a proper punishment..."
"We can stay in class or tell the parents of the students!"
"I'll do it." Moody looked at Malfoy with a look he didn't like.
Malfoy's eyes also contained tears of pain and humiliation. Staring at Moody and muttering, only the words "my dad" could hear.
"Oh, isn't it?" Moody said quietly, being dragged up several stairs, the dull sound of his wooden leg hitting the stone reverberated in the dining room.
"Son, I know your old father You told him moody was watching his son You tell me Your parents are Lucius, aren't they
"Yes." Malfoy said bitterly.
"Another old friend," moody roared, "I always wanted to talk to old Lucius
Come on "He took Malfoy's upper arm and dragged him to the dungeon.
Professor McGonagall looked anxiously at their backs for a while, then waved his wand and made the dropped books fly back into her hands.Moody's private teaching is a real thrill.
When they sat at the table a few minutes later, everyone around the forest was talking about it.
"Don't talk to me." Ron said without a head.
"Why?" Asked Hermione in surprise.
"Because I want to remember that scene forever," said Ron, closing his eyes, his face stiff, "Draco Malfoy, that wonderful little mink..."
Everyone laughed. Hermione began to eat the steamed beef with powder on their plate.
"But it will really hurt Malfoy," she said. "It's better for Professor McGonagall to come out and stop him --"
Hermione! " Ron said angrily, his eyes suddenly opened. "You are destroying the best moments of my life."
Hermione made an impatient voice and began to eat quickly.
"Don't tell me you're going to the library again tonight." "Van Lin said, looking at her.
"Yes," Hermione said heavily, "there is a bunch of things to do."
"But you tell us Professor ward..."
Harry said it, but he had not finished.
"It's not homework," Hermione said, and then she washed the dishes and left.
As soon as she left fredry sat in her chair.
"Moody's!" He said, "how cool he is!"
"It's not just cool." George said he was sitting opposite Fred.
"Super cool" twin friend Lee Dan sat next to George and said, "we'll have his class this afternoon."
"How about his lecture?" Harry asked eagerly.
Fred, George and Lee exchanged meaningful eyes.
"Never had such a class." Said Fred.
"He knows." Li said.
"What do you know?" Ron asked, leaning sideways.
"Know what it will be like to do outside there?" George said.
"What do you do?" Harry asked.
"How to defend against the black wizard." "It's really wonderful, and it's absolutely useful if you get to his class," Fred said
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