Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Chapter 289 Professor “Moody”’s Black Magic Class

"Don't be so angry, Albus." Nicolème's lazy voice came through the crystal ball.

"Actually, compared to Grindelwald, I think what he said is quite reasonable." Nick Flamel added, "I think those three contradictions are summarized very well. They are indeed the biggest contradictions in the wizarding world today. The shortcomings, and the general plan he proposed later... I think it is still feasible."

"Feasibility?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and asked, "This is rebellion!"

"Haha," said Nicoléme, "as if you care about the Ministry of Magic."

"..." Dumbledore opened his mouth and wanted to refute but——

"And I remember that even after you and Grindelwald parted ways, you had plans to control the Ministry of Magic in a secret way through Hogwarts." Nick Flamel said again.

Dumbledore: ...

"Everyone has a time when they are young. I was too young at that time..." Dumbledore defended.

"Tiera is also young." Nicolème interrupted, "He is younger than you now, younger than Grindelwald, and Albus, with all due respect, the ideas he pursues and the concepts he pursues are younger than I don’t know how much you got taller when you were young.”

"LeMay..." Dumbledore rubbed his brows helplessly, "I have deeply realized my past mistakes, let's not mention this matter again, okay? The key is, how do we face mentioning it now? Yella is about to make a mistake.”

"I think it's pretty good." Nicoléme said. "He's not seeking fame or profit. He's just trying to make the world a better place. I don't understand why you are worried, Albus."

"Haha..." Dumbledore also smiled, "Anyone will say that Gellert said something nicer to me back then. What happened?"

"Didn't he become a Dark Lord in the end?" Dumbledore asked, "Power is a seductive poison, Flamel. Once contaminated, no one can escape the temptation of power."

"But I don't think Tiera has this problem." Nick Flamel on the other side of the crystal ball said after taking a sip of black tea. "Although I am old, I am not old-fashioned yet. I can see that Tiera is pursuing What, but it is definitely not power, more like knowledge..."

"Wait a minute!" Dumbledore interrupted with a sudden look on his face, "Why did Tiera invite Miss Granger to join the Tarot Club? Miss Granger is just an ordinary student, what qualifications do she have to join the Tarot Club?"

Nicoléme paused, "Albus, you mean..."

"These words of his...could he have told us on purpose?" Dumbledore asked with a solemn expression.

Nick Flamel in the crystal ball also changed his expression.

…

"Good morning~" The next morning, Hermione happily greeted Tiera, Harry, and Ron, and politely asked for a blueberry pie.

Hermione felt full of strength and enthusiasm now.

After she had finished talking to Tiera yesterday, she decided not to mention anything about the liberation of house elves again——

Because she is now a warrior with faith, she has understood that if this evil pyramid is not overthrown, just liberating the house elves does not make any sense, because the pure-blood tycoon at the top of the pyramid will also take other magical creatures, even Muggles serve as the base of the pyramid.

and--

The female pope, Hermione.

"Hehe." Hermione chuckled, silently reciting the title she just received yesterday.

"Hermione, what's wrong with you?" Ron asked uncertainly.

Harry also looked at her worriedly.

Apparently, Hermione's unusually happy behavior frightened Harry and Ron.

"Huh?" Hermione looked at Ron in confusion, "Oh, it's nothing, I just think the weather is so beautiful, we should be happy."

After saying that, Hermione smiled again, picked up the knife and fork and started eating breakfast.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, a little confused.

The two days after school started were a bit uneventful, and nothing particularly serious happened——

Except for Neville's burning of the cauldron in Potions class, this was already the sixth cauldron he had burned.

Professor Snape's revengeful mentality seemed to reach a new high during the summer vacation. He unceremoniously punished Neville to stay in school to work. Neville had to go and disembowel a vat of horned toads, and when he came back, he was almost a nervous wreck.

But what does this have to do with Tiera?

Tiera's experiments were always so perfect, so perfect that even Snape couldn't find any mistakes.

The first class on Thursday afternoon is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Everyone is looking forward to this class, because according to the evaluation of the Weasley twins who have already taken this class, this class is simply -

"Awesome."

So even before the school bell rang, the fourth grade students lined up outside Moody's classroom early.

When class was about to begin, Tiera, Harry, Ron and Hermione hurriedly sat down in the four seats directly in front of the podium, took out their respective copies of "Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide" and waited. The atmosphere was particularly special. quiet.

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

He walked into the classroom looking weird and scary as usual.

They could just see his claw-like wooden foot peeking out from under his robe.

"Put these things away." He said gruffly, leaning on crutches as he trudged to the podium and sat down. "You have no need for these textbooks."

The students put their books into their schoolbags, and Ron looked very excited.

Moody took out the roster, shook his head, shook his long gray hair away from his twisted, scarred face, and began to call names.

His normal eye moved down the list, while his magical eye kept turning around, staring at each student who responded——

His eyes stayed on Tiera and Harry for a moment.

"Okay." Moody said after the last student answered, "I received a letter from Professor Lupin introducing the situation of this course. It seems that you have learned a lot about how to deal with dark magical animals. Got a lot of basic knowledge - you learned how to deal with boggarts, red hats, hinkpunks, grindylows, Cabba and werewolves, right?"

The students murmured their approval.

"But you haven't learned enough about how to deal with spells, not enough..." Moody said, "So, I'm going to let you experience the spells cast by wizards. I have one year to teach you how to deal with black magic. magic--"

"What, what did you say?" Ron asked blurtly.

Moody's magic eye turned and stared at Ron.

Ron looked terrified, but soon Moody smiled——

When he smiled, his scarred face looked more distorted and grotesque, but it was always comforting to know that he could still smile a friendly smile. Ron seemed to be relieved.

"You are Arthur Weasley's son, right?" Moody said. "A few days ago, your father helped me get out of a very difficult situation... Yes, I will only teach for one year. Help Dumbledore Just a favor…just teach for a year and then get back to living my quiet retirement life.”

He laughed hoarsely, then clapped his rough hands.

"Okay, let's get down to business, spells, they have many forms, and their magic power is different." Moody rubbed his hands and said.

"Now, according to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, I should teach you various breaking spells, and that's it. Logically speaking, since you are not in sixth grade, I shouldn't tell you what illegal dark magic spells look like, because you are so old now. You are still young and cannot deal with this set of things. But Professor Dumbledore greatly praised your courage. He thinks you can deal with it. In my opinion, the sooner you understand what you have to deal with, the better. If the same You have never seen something, so how can you protect yourself in front of it? If a wizard wants to recite an illegal spell for you, he will not tell you his plan. He will not give it to you in a frank, fair and polite way. You chant. You have to be ready and alert. You'd better put that thing away while I'm talking, Miss Brown."

Lavender was startled and her face turned red. Just now, she showed Parvati the fortune-telling chart she drew under the table. Apparently, Moody's magic eye can penetrate not only the back of his own head, but also solid wood.

"So...does any of you know which spells are subject to the most severe penalties under wizarding law?"

Several hands were raised tremblingly, including Ron and Hermione——

But Moody didn't call anyone, but let the magic eye continue to look around.

But Tiera could detect that Moody's magic eyes glanced at her several times.

"well……"

Tiera also raised her hand helplessly——

He knew Barty Crouch Jr.

Barty Crouch Jr. is unscrupulous and likes to enjoy the pain of others——

There are three people he called by name in the original book:

Ron, whose father dealt with the Imperius Curse, Neville, whose parents were tortured mad by the Cruciatus Curse, and Harry, whose parents were killed by the Death Curse.

But now that there is Tiera who has personally experienced the Imperius Curse, there is no need for Barty Crouch Jr. to hold on to Ron anymore——

"Little Mr. Lockhart!"

Professor "Moody" smiled cruelly in his heart. He knew very well that although most of Tiera's experiences reported in the newspapers were false, Tiera was indeed cast by the Imperius Curse by Gilderoy Lockhart. ,

"Get up and answer."

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