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Harry Potter and the Secret Tresures

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v2 Chapter 517: Moody's first lesson

The next morning, the storm that lasted for a whole day stopped, but the ceiling of the auditorium was still a cloud of fog. ??

When Avon and Colin came to the auditorium, the sky above the head was rolling over the large group of blue and gray clouds.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were having breakfast while studying their curriculum for the semester.

Of course, mainly Hermione is saying that Harry and Ron are both listening.

Not far away, Fred, George and Lee Jordan were separated from them by several seats.

undefinedThree people are discussing what magical spells are used to make them older, and then they get away from it and participate in the top three competitions.

In fact, the little wizards in the entire auditorium are discussing this topic.

Those senior sorcerers of the same age are all secretly self-satisfied, and everyone has a good feeling of becoming a warrior.

"Good morning, Avon, Colin, I just saw your curriculum from Hermione, this is really good!" said Harry, greeting Evan and Colin in the past, "The first quarter is crazy." Han's course, that must be great."

"Yeah, our course schedule is a little worse!" Ron's finger slid across the schedule on Monday, "Look at this morning, herbal class, and Hufflepuff students together, protect The magical biology class is unlucky, and together with Slytherin!"

"There are two divination classes this afternoon." Harry lowered his head and sighed.

You should know that the divination class is the subject that he least likes except the potion class.

Professor Trelawney always predicted that Harry was going to die, which made him particularly troubled.

"It's not until Friday afternoon that there is a Defence Against the Dark Arts class, but after a whole morning of the potion class." Ron went on and read, "This is really bad, why can't we be like the third grade? Put this class on Monday?!"

Harry also nodded and agreed with Ron.

If they know that Moody's intends to use black magic such as unforgivable curses on students, I don't know if I will expect them.

"Ivan, this is your curriculum. I marked the above course with magic and it will automatically remind you." Hermione handed the curriculum to him. "So you won't see it because you read it in the library." Enthralled, forgetting the time leads to being late."

"Thank you!" Ivan put the curriculum in his bag.

Compared with last semester, he also has a lot of courses this year.

He took the divination class, the magical biology class, and the ancient magic class, and Colin chose the same.

"Hermione, I am starting to eat again!" said Ron, watching Hermione paint jam on her bread.

"I already want to understand, there is a better way to show the position of the elf's rights," Hermione said proudly.

"Yeah, and you are hungry," Ron said with a smile.

In any case, it is a good thing for Hermione to take the initiative to eat.

Otherwise, Ai Wen still has to prepare food for them separately.

After a while, when they discussed what animals Hagrid would show to you in this year's Magical Protection Division, Hedwig flew into the auditorium with the owl rain, which was a package of Sirius.

He sent Harry a lot of candy to everyone, which made Harry look particularly happy.

On the first day of school, the owls brought a lot of things from the little wizard's house that they forgot to bring to Hogwarts.

Over time, this has become the tradition of the school, from the owl mail inside the home.

For the first time, Harry received the parcel at this time, giving him a warm feeling of home.

After eating sooner or later, several separate classes go to different classes.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were going to the outside greenhouse for herbal medicine, and Avon and Colin went to the Dark Magic Defence class on the third floor.

When the two of them arrived, the classroom was already filled with people early.

Everyone's mood is high, and I am looking forward to Moody's course. This is the first time in recent years.

Ginny had already arrived, and she gave them two positions in front of the podium, and they rushed to sit down.

In the classroom, the atmosphere was exceptionally quiet, and everyone took out their respective "Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense".

Soon, they heard Moody's distinctive footsteps coming down the corridor.

He walked into the classroom and looked as strange and scary as usual.

Everyone can see that his claw-shaped wooden feet are exposed from under the robes.

"Take these things away," he said sullenly, and walked to the podium with a crutches and sat down. "These textbooks, you don't need them. I can't use them in my class. Out of your wand."

The little wizards put the books into the schoolbags, and they were extraordinarily excited.

According to past experience, taking out the wand means that this course will be very interesting.

A few seconds later, Moody took out the roster.

He shook his head and shook his long white head from the twisted, scarred face and began to name it.

His normal eyes moved down the list, and the magical eyes kept turning around and staring at each of the responding students.

"Okay!" When the last classmate answered, he said, "I have received a letter from your predecessor, and I have some understanding of your current progress. In dealing with dark creatures, although you have accumulated a certain foundation, but still Lack of practical experience and no real black magic, this is the most crucial thing."

The magical eyes turned, and Moody rewrote the set of words that I had said last night.

He told everyone to be prepared and be vigilant.

"Very well, who do you know, which spells will be used to make the wizard the most severe punishment of the Ministry?"

Ai Wen sighed, and sure enough, this guy is really ready to use the unforgivable curse in the classroom.

No one in the class answered, and the little wizards seemed to be frightened by Moody's theory.

They looked at each other uneasily, and finally set their sights on, expecting him to answer the question.

"Mason, you come to answer!" Moody said, after confirming that no one answered, directly called the name of Ai Wen.

"Professor, there are many spells that the Ministry of Magic prohibits the use of wizards. There are probably tens of thousands of legal documents that are still being executed. The time can be traced back to the millennium. There are tens of thousands of spells involved." The answer is, "The specific content is no longer known, but once these evil curses are used, they will be severely punished by the Ministry of Magic. I have a simple classification of these black magic spells, which can be roughly divided into curses and souls. , Necromancers, demons, spirits, bloodlines, and magic that directly transforms the body and magical animals, of course, this is not all, and there are."

The classroom was silent, and everyone looked at Evan with surprise, and his mouth was wide enough to swallow an egg. (To be continued.)