Chapter 471： Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class

Chapter 474 471. Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts Lesson

Moody is by no means a kind wizard from the outside.

In the long Auror career, he lost a leg and an eye because of the battle with the Dark Wizard, and it is precisely because he knew the cruelty of being an Auror, so he has never been married for decades.

If the missing legs and eyes are his medal of glory against the dark wizard, then his lonely life is his life.

"Dumbledore promised me that I will only teach you a one-year Defence Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts. When this year is over, I will return to my retirement life. So in this year During the period, I can teach you what I think is appropriate according to my own ideas as I want, but how much you can learn is your problem."

Moody stood on the podium and said in a hoarse, low voice.

"I received a letter from Professor Lupin, introducing the learning situation of each grade in this course. It seems that you have already mastered a lot of basic knowledge about how to deal with dark magic animals-you have learned to deal with Bogut , Red Hat, Shinkpunk, Grindyro, Kabbah, and Werewolves, right?"

The students below    all murmured in agreement.

"Then this is very good. According to the normal schedule, you really should end all the black magic creatures before the fourth grade, because from the beginning of this year, it is the main task to understand firsthand what black magic is."

Moody's blue false eye that keeps circling around constantly scans every student in the classroom. That eye seems to be able to see through everything very thoroughly, bringing Harry and the others a lot. Oppressive force.

"First of all, during my tenure as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, you can completely throw away the textbook in your hand!" His rough voice suddenly improved. "This course is very practical. If you only follow the instructions in the book, Content teaching, you are destined to learn nothing useful!"

His words made the students very happy.

They also don’t like the teacher who reads the text to the teacher, and Moody’s current performance is obviously a professor who is easily liked by the students.

Moody stared at their performance and suddenly said loudly, "Also, before the formal teaching begins, I advise you not to stick your wand behind your ass! What if it catches fire? You should know that it is more powerful than you. Many wizards have burned their butts!"

The little wizards hurriedly took out the magic wands that were originally inserted behind the buttocks and put them on their desks.

Moody looked at their performance, so far they are satisfied.

"Okay, let's get back to business now and return to the lesson itself.

Spells, they come in many forms, and their magic power is different. Now according to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, I should teach you all kinds of hacking spells in the defense class of the fourth grade. The purpose of teaching is nothing more than that.

Theoretically speaking, you are not in the sixth grade. I shouldn’t tell you what the illegal black spells look like, because you are still young and can’t deal with this set of things.

But Professor Dumbledore praised your courage greatly. He thinks you can deal with it, and in my opinion, the earlier you understand what you need to deal with, the better.

If you have never seen something, how can you protect yourself from it?

The black wizard wants to recite an illegal spell for you, he will not tell you his plan. He will not recite you frankly, fair, and politely. You must be prepared and vigilant. "

At this moment, his blue false eyes that kept turning, suddenly stopped and spotted a girl named Lavender in Gryffindor.

"In my class, you'd better not do little tricks. I don't know if other professors will mind this kind of thing, but if I find out again next time, then I won't just warn you like this."

Lavender was startled, his face flushed. Just now, under the table, she showed Parvati the heavenly fortune-telling chart arranged in the prophecy class.

Obviously, Moody’s magical eye can penetrate not only the back of his head, but also hard wood.

"Does anyone know that in the magical world, if it is against the law of magic if it is used against a wizard?"

Some little wizards raised their hands tremblingly, and Moody called Ron's name.

Ron stood up and whispered: "I know one, my father mentioned it to me before, called the Imperius Curse."

"Your father naturally knows this spell. It was this spell that caused a lot of trouble to the Ministry of Magic."

No one noticed that Moody didn’t know when a shallow stone basin came out from under the podium. The edge of the basin was carved with intricate runes and symbols.

"As I said, the essence of the defense against the dark arts is practice. Only when you see the dangers of these dark arts in a safe classroom, can you not be so at a loss when the danger comes, so who wants to experience it first? Does it feel like a soul curse?"

Moody said casually, but his words shocked the students below.

Everyone looked at him blankly with their mouths open, Hermione raised her hand with a pale face.

"Professor, you said yourself that these magics cannot be used on people. This is a violation of the law of magic!"

"As the former Auror, of course I know Miss Granger of Magic Law better than anyone, so of course I will not make these low-level mistakes when I am about to enjoy my twilight years, in the end. I sent it to Azkaban by myself. So I didn't intend to cast a spell on you, but to use a useful class prop."

Moody used his magic wand to tap the stone basin on the podium.

"Does anyone know what this is?"

No one in the classroom raised his hand. After a while, when Moody thought no one would answer his question, Harry hesitated and said.

"I seem to have seen this basin before in Professor Dumbledore's principal's room."

"Excellent Observation Potter." Moody did not hesitate to praise him. "Attention to detail is one of the essential qualities of Auror. This basin is indeed borrowed from your principal, Professor Dumbledore. His I am getting older and need this thing very much."

He introduced to the students.

"The Pendant Basin, a magic stone basin that can store the memories of wizards, just like me."

Moody pointed his wand near his temple, and then rotated his wrist as if he was pulling a thread, and drew a shining silver thread from his head and placed it in the meditation basin.

(End of this chapter)