Chapter 693 Ferret

The little wizards' little thoughts were perfectly resolved under the suppression of Principal Dumbledore.

As a principal, when he made it clear that this was not a discussion, but that he really wanted to do something, even the little wizards who were eager to think about it felt heavy pressure on their hearts, preventing them from getting promoted. any thought of resistance.

Testing continued the next day.

The little wizards looked extremely frustrated, and they were still complaining in their hearts. Why didn't their parents write a letter to protest to Principal Dumbledore? Didn't they receive the letter they sent last night?

Haven't the dementors who can intercept owls already left?

Or are they back again?

For a moment, the little wizards had different expressions.

There is the joy of still feeling novel, and there is also the depression of wanting to resist to the end but being suppressed forcefully.

Just as they were on their way to yesterday's test classroom, a loud sound rang out, followed by the panicked cry of some animal and the roar of a man.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Quickly get out of the way!" It was Professor Moody's voice, "Who turned him into a ferret?! Okay, don't be stuck here, get out of the way!"

Because Professor Moody's voice was too loud, many people were attracted to him.

When Robert heard the word ferret, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Ferret? Moody?

This picture is so powerful! Could it be that Professor Moody was changed by the evil dark wizard again?

Thinking that he would be a fool not to watch the excitement, Robert ran over happily, just in time to see Professor Moody frowning, pointing the wand in his hand at the trembling ferret on the ground.

"Who cast the spell on him?" Professor Moody's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to find clues in the fleeting expressions of the little wizards, but he failed.

In fact, it's really not their fault. They are just a group of onlookers. Apart from eating melons, they don't even know why there are suddenly melon fields here.

Professor Moody's frown deepened, as if he was very dissatisfied with this approach of not standing up and admitting the courage to do something wrong.

Just then, Professor Sprout arrived.

"What's the matter, Professor Moody!" Her voice was full of energy. It was completely different from Professor McGonagall's unhurried character. It was a more sunny and lively voice. "I heard the little wizards came to report that someone A curse has been placed on me!"

Seeing the arrival of Professor Sprout, Professor Moody did not relax his vigilance, "Where were you before?"

"What?" Professor Sprout raised his eyebrows, feeling that this guy was provoking him, but thinking of Moody's rumors, the professor curled his lips, stood three steps away from him, and asked angrily, " Where else but in my greenhouse? The mandrakes are giving me another problem early in the morning. Have you ever seen a mandrake that vomits mud? Merlin, they just look like babies, they are not real. baby!"

At the end of the sentence, Professor Sprout seemed to be gritting his teeth.

Seeing her expression, the little badgers who were laughing and watching the melon eating couldn't help but take a step back.

Well, this expression, this movement, this momentum.

If you don't run away, the professor will start arresting people to grow vegetables!

Um, no, it's a herbal medicine.

The sensible little badgers quietly retreated, hid behind the other little wizards, and continued to watch, while the ignorant freshmen little badgers stared with their big watery eyes, curiously watching this showdown between professors!

Professor Sprout waved his hand, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, tell me quickly, what happened? Who was cast the evil curse!"

Moody's guard seemed to have relaxed a little, but Robert knew that he had not relaxed, because he still held the wand tightly in his hand and looked at everyone around him.

It seemed that if anyone made any unusual move, he would hit the other person hard.

The blue magic eyes were still spinning in his eye sockets, monitoring everyone who might be a criminal. Professor Moody then said, "I don't know who did it."

"...Huh?" Professor Sprout sighed in confusion.

This was not something she was mocking. In fact, Mad-Eye Moody's reputation was very great. He was known as the most powerful Auror, and this was reflected in all aspects.

Ever since he joined the Auror team, he has been committed to fighting against dark creatures, dark wizards, and other dangerous things. He has rich combat experience and sophisticated methods. Moreover, he has been an instructor at the Auror training camp. , has rich teaching experience.

After so many years of work, he inevitably began to become suspicious. It can be said that his spirit was tense until he was fired by the Ministry of Magic.

Yes, fired.

No one would think that the Ministry of Magic wanted to give Moody a stable old age, but they would take it for granted that the Ministry of Magic felt that this guy had a bad image and had disgraced the Ministry of Magic.

Because Scrimgeour didn't do it, it was Fudge.

Many wizards believe that Fudge's move has a strong purpose - since you are causing trouble for me, I will cause trouble for your subordinates.

The big bosses were fighting vigorously up there, so naturally they suffered a lot from their subordinates.

Moody has basically had no friends for so many years. After all, his constant paranoia does not allow him to have many friends.

Just like just now, Professor Sprout just appeared here, and he felt that the other party might be the person who cast the spell.

This would not look good on anyone.

Although Moody didn't have any room for maneuver, he had not served as an instructor for nothing for so many years. There were many people in the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic who needed to express his gratitude, but deep down in his heart, he did not continue to work as an Auror. interested.

Although he is an experienced warrior, he is old after all. If he is still active on the front line, there is no guarantee that he will not make mistakes.

If something goes wrong, the consequences are not something that the current Order of the Phoenix can afford. In this current period of sluggishness, the Order of the Phoenix really cannot lack him.

So, after a night of detailed talks with Dumbledore, Moody quickly straightened everything out by relying on his reasoning intuition developed over the years.

He accepted the fact that he needed to enjoy his old age, but he was still willing to play some warm-up for a great cause.

Even life.

Therefore, he accepted the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, not only to select some good talents for the Order of the Phoenix, but also to protect these unsuspecting young wizards.

By the way, calm down your tense nerves.

Little did he know that the second day of school would cause his adrenal glands to surge and his entire body to be on alert.

Someone could actually release a curse under his nose. The most terrifying thing is that he found that he seemed unable to break the curse?