Harry Potter and the Old Ones

During the rest of the class, Professor Moody seemed to be silent for a long time, walking back and forth with his prosthetic leg, and the magic eye moved back and forth, but most of the time it was focused on Tiera. On the body.

I don’t know what kind of magic Barty Crouch Jr. used. Every time the magic eye’s gaze fell on Tiera, Tiera felt a sense of oppression coming over her——

But it's useless. This little trick is fine against other wizards, but it's completely useless against an old fool like myself.

The other little wizards were busy taking notes to record these three unforgivable curses.

The classroom was quiet, no one spoke, until the bell rang——

When Moody announced that get out of class was over, as soon as the little wizards left the classroom, all kinds of discussions suddenly surged like a flood. Most of the students talked about those spells in awe--

"Did you see the way the spider twitched?"

"Yeah, he killed the spider in one fell swoop - it was that simple!"

"And Tiera made a prediction again!" A girl said with a smile, "He looks so handsome when he predicts!"

"What do you think will happen to Tiera's prophecy? Professor Moody? That Professor Moody? Being sucked dry by dementors?"

They talked about the class as if they were watching a wonderful, hilarious show.

In the next few weeks, until the Defense Against the Dark Arts practical class, nothing special happened——

Except Tiera gave another very clear prophecy.

Just like the second grade, Tiera once again started "Tiera's Prophecy Time", a people-friendly breakfast show during breakfast time——

Not only are Hogwarts classmates living and studying at Hogwarts this semester, but also students and teachers from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is how Tiera expands her influence. Strength, great opportunity to increase anchor points.

So one morning after entering October, Tiera once again made a very clear prediction——

"There are four participants in this Triwizard Tournament." Tiera said with an ethereal expression.

"One of the most beautiful female students in Beauxbatons, one of Durmstrang's most powerful seekers." Tiera continued, "There are two more from Hogwarts, one of whom is from Hogwarts." Among the most popular students here, there is another whose fate is so erratic that I cannot see through it."

This resulted in that in the following weeks, almost all students discussed the mysterious fourth contestant——

Thirty percent of the little wizards guessed it was Harry, but 20% actually guessed it was Tiera herself!

That's why Tiera said, "The fate of the last one is too erratic and I can't see through it."

This is the conclusion they reached based on the latest chapter taught in Professor Trelawney’s divination class——

About why the prophet cannot predict things related to himself.

"hehe……"

But whenever Tiera heard these speculations, she would smile mockingly——

I am a staunch materialist fighter. While respecting objective reality, we must give full play to people's subjective initiative.

To put it bluntly, I control my own destiny.

In a Defense Against the Dark Arts class two weeks later, Professor Moody, or Barty Crouch Jr., used dark magic with a 10% serious and responsible attitude and a 90% desire to satisfy himself. With the mentality of torturing others, he decided to take turns using the Soul Imperius Curse on the students——

"Professor Dumbledore wants to teach you how to feel," Fake Moody said righteously, turning his magic eye, "If you are willing to learn in a more cruel way, such as waiting for someone to read this to you The spell can control you completely in the palm of my hand, that’s good, I agree, I have no objection at all, you can leave at any time.”

After saying that, he stretched out a rough finger and pointed at the classroom door——

But no one left.

"Very good!" Moody said, "Now that you have made up your mind, come one by one -"

"Dean Thomas!" Fake Moody shouted in a rough voice.

He chose to open the class with a black man——

"Out of body!" Fake Moody said, waving his wand.

Under the influence of the spell, Dean Thomas jumped around the classroom three times, singing the national anthem.

"Then... Lavender Brown!" Fake Moody yelled, "Aha, I remember you, you were doing astronomy homework in my class before!"

With that said, Fake Moody waved his wand again——

Lavender Brown begins imitating a squirrel.

Then there was Neville, who performed a series of amazing gymnastics moves that he would never be able to do under normal circumstances.

"I never knew Neville was so flexible." Tiera turned sideways and whispered to Harry, who was standing next to him, "To be honest, maybe Neville should go to Slytherin House, except for snakes I can't think of any other creature with Neville's flexibility."

"Pfft——" Harry almost laughed out loud, but fortunately, he held it in in the end——

Apparently it's pretty unethical to laugh out loud at a time like this.

Because of how cheerfully Harry was smiling now, he might be laughed at badly when he came on stage later.

After that, several young wizards came on stage and were cast by Moody with the Imperius Curse, but none of them seemed to be able to resist the spell. They all returned to normal after Moody removed the spell.

However, there was still one person who did a good job and got praise from fake Moody——

Harry managed to resist a little of the Imperius Curse.

Although he looked dazed, he did not make too many excessive moves.

That alone gave Moody a thumbs up.

"Tiera Lockhart!" Moody's voice boomed after Harry had finished trying. "It's your turn."

Tiera stepped forward and walked to the center of the classroom, to the space vacated by Moody's desks.

Moody raised his wand, pointed it at Tiera, and said, "The soul is out of body!"

Tiera once again felt a white power rushing into her mind——

The strength of this power this time was much stronger than that of Gilderoy Lockhart.

However, this power did not even reach Tiera's mental wall, and was blocked from the false memory curtain constructed by Tiera's Occlumency——

But Tiera still made a demented expression.

Then a voice came from within the white light:

"Slap yourself."

Tiera:......

No, sir, you Death Eaters don't have any other hobbies?

Do you like to watch others slap themselves?

"Snapped--"

Tiera raised her hand and wanted to slap Fake Moody, but after thinking about it——

It still fell on his face.

The other students were all controlled by the Imperius Curse, so Tiera couldn't be too independent.

He also wanted to keep Mimi's development under wraps, and didn't want his plans for the fourth grade to be interfered with by fake Moody.

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