Harry had already accepted being a Hogwarts Champion, not like he had any choice in the matter.
But another thing made him very anxious.
What exactly is the first task?
Harry has been thinking about this question these past few days.
In the past, Ron and others helped to provide some references and ideas. But this time he probably can only rely on his own strength.
'It's not fair, why can't I accept help from professors?'
Such thoughts appeared in his mind more than once, but it always ended in a sigh.
In many cases, the more you think about something, the more afraid you become of facing it, especially if you don't know what you're truly facing.
For example, if you are not good at singing or dancing, you are asked to perform in front of everyone a month later by your teacher or colleagues.
For doing something you are not good at, you will be apprehensive, anxious, and even afraid.
When you regain your senses, you will find that tomorrow morning is the day to perform and the month seems to have gone by in the blink of an eye.
This is how he feels at the moment.
His situation was even more serious, because he didn't know what he was going to face.
As Ludo Bagman said, the unknown is the most frightening thing. The purpose of the first task is to test the courage of the champions.
In fact, after Bagman announced the content of the first task, the task had already begun. People who can't bear the pressure will naturally choose to quit before the task starts.
It is precisely because of such anxiety lingering in his heart that Harry's temper only became more and more irritable.
Draco's hand was raised in the air, with a mischievous smile on his face.
He didn't know how to act at this moment. Should he apologize? Or comfort him first?
Before he could figure it out.
Harry spoke first and said, "Are you also here to laugh at me?"
"It must be. Are you happy to see me like this? If you want to laugh at me, you should at least wear a badge first."
Harry didn't know what was wrong with him either.
Seeing Draco, especially seeing the smile on his face, he couldn't help but saying this.
"Harry, listen to me, I'm here for…"
"I don't care what you are here for, please stay away from me."
At this moment Harry seemed to have become a hedgehog. He erected the spikes all over his body to guard against everyone.
Now the only ones who can reach him are a few professors and his godfather Sirius.
After Harry finished speaking, he turned around and planned to leave, but the aggrieved Draco certainly disagreed.
"Harry, I know you've had a rough day, but can you at least hear me out?"
"What? Since the first Defense Against the Dark Arts, haven't you been keeping your distance from me?"
Hearing him bring it up, Draco looked a little embarrassed.
"Actually, I have another purpose for coming today, which is to apologize to you."
"No, it's too late, Malfoy."
Harry was about to leave after speaking, so Draco panicked and reached out to grab Harry's shoulder from the back.
"Stop it, you nasty boy!"
Moody's voice came from afar and his shout attracted many people's attention.
When everyone saw the appearance of Harry and Draco, they immediately misunderstood the situation.
But everyone did not sympathize with Harry.
Seeing Professor Moody limping through the corridor, the people around immediately followed and prepared to watch the excitement.
"Boy, I warned you last time, why didn't you listen!"
"It's not that, I....."
Draco didn't even have time to explain when he saw the professor draw his wand.
Harry also came to his senses at this moment. Seeing that Professor Moody was going to teach Draco a lesson, he opened his mouth to explain.
But before he could make a sound, he heard a "bang" from beside him.
There were several screams from the watching crowd, but there were also cheers.
Seeing that something was wrong, a Slytherin student turned around and ran towards the dungeon.
Harry froze for a few seconds, and then realized that Draco was no longer beside him. In his place now there was a snow-white ferret.
Looking at the ferret lying on the ground trembling, it was only then that Harry realized that the ferret was Draco.
"Are you all right, kid?"
Seeing Professor Moody's concerned eyes, Harry shook his head first, he was about to explain that it was all a misunderstanding.
Only to find that Professor Moody's expression suddenly became fierce.
At this moment, his magic eye was looking at him in reverse and Harry knew he must be watching what was going on behind him through the magic eye.
"Don't move!"
Moody roared again.
Only then did everyone discover that Draco, who had turned into a ferret, was planning to escape.
Moody raised his wand again and the ferret floated uncontrollably.
"What I hate the most is people who attack from behind, this kind of behavior is the most despicable!"
With that, he swung his wand down hard, causing the ferret to fall to the ground with a snap.
Before the ferret Malfoy recovered from the hit, Moody once again controlled him to float in mid-air with a spell.
"I must let you remember this lesson, lest you keep doing such despicable things again in the future."
He kept waving the wand as he said every word.
At this time, there was no sound around the corridor and everyone looked at Alastor Moody in horror.
He was still tormenting Draco with magic and it could be seen that he was truly enjoying it.
At the same time, the Slytherin who was running to the dungeon met Lucas and others who just came back in the great hall.
"It's bad, Chief, Mad-Eye Moody turned Malfoy into a ferret!"
Startled, Lucas drew out his wand and ran towards the corridor.
When he arrived, he saw the fake Moody making a ferret fly around with his wand gleefully.
"Crucio!"
As Moody was hit by the spell, he fell down on the ground in the corridor with his body twitching all over.
An inhuman howling also resounded through the corridor.
The crowd quickly spotted the gloomy Lucas approaching and everyone silently moved out of the way.
Lucas looked at his friend lying on the ground shaking. A wave of his wand dispelled his Transfiguration.
Even after transforming back, Draco was still shaking.
That platinum hair that is always meticulously combed in his daily life was all messy this time.
"Draco, are you alright?"
Pansy and others supported Draco to the side.
Seeing them coming, Draco felt much better, at least not trembling anymore. Then he turned to look at Moody, who was lying on the ground.
His eyes were full of humiliation and hatred.
At this time, the effect of the Cruciatus Curse gradually faded and the fake Moody gripped his wand tightly.
It seems that he intends to fight back immediately after the Cruciatus Curse is over.
"Crucio!"
Another Cruciatus Curse hit his body, making him again feel pain like cramping and burning needles being inserted through all of his body.
His skin lost its color at a speed visible to the naked eye while the students around looked at the blond boy in horror. Watching him use the Unforgivable Curse expressionlessly.
"Enough, it's all a misunderstanding!"
Seeing Harry standing in front of him, Lucas sneered: "Misunderstanding? Why didn't you explain it to him just now?"
"I…"
"What about you? Are you happy watching your friend being played with, tortured and humiliated like that?"
"I don't..."
"I really feel you are unworthy of Draco's friendship. He learned something about the first task and wanted to tell you right away. He just didn't expect to be treated like this."
"What?" Harry was startled upon hearing that.
"You said Draco came to tell me the clues of the first task?"
Lucas didn't answer this question, but just glanced at him contemptuously.
Harry thought back to what had just happened, Draco seemed to say that he had something to talk with him.
But at that time, he lost his temper and interrupted him roughly before he could keep talking.
Harry turned his head to look not far away, he had never seen Draco in such a distressed state.
"I…"
"Hmph!" Lucas turned to look at the fake Moody next to him.
At this moment, he had just got up from the ground.
Lucas swung his wand and knocked him to the ground again, then he lifted his body with magic.
How he had treated Draco just now, why not return the same treatment to him?.
Those who watched the excitement around realized that the situation had gotten out of control. Immediately several people ran towards the castle.
Boom~! Boom~! Boom~!
Fake Moody was thrown to the ground again and again, you can also feel from his screams and groans that it must be really painful.
After repeating this several times, Lucas seemed to lose interest. With a flick of his wand, the fake Moody was dropped on the ground.
At this moment, Professor McGonagall's voice came from afar.
"Someone can tell me what the hell is going on here?"
Immediately afterwards, a large number of footsteps came from a distance as the professors ran over under the leadership of the students.
After a while, even Dumbledore showed up.
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