Chapter 193 Green Glass and Prestige
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The battle came too fast, so fast that people didn't react.
Harry heard a strong wind behind him, and was just about to draw his wand when he saw John fighting someone.
Grabbing Malfoy's mid-part hair and flinging it back, John and Malfoy switched places.
On the other side of the marble stairs, a figure blocked the spell. John waved his wand twice in a row, turning the handrails on both sides into two big dogs and biting them away.
The person who came was experienced in fighting, and he dodged before the big dog approached. The magic spell shot out and collided with John's shattering spell.
The fighting stopped almost at the same time, and everyone realized what had happened.
John's face was stern, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Professor Moody!" A surprised voice sounded.
It's Professor McGonagall.
She also did not expect such a situation to happen on the first day of school.
Moody on the other side of the marble staircase stared at John with his little eyes, his magic eye circling all over the place.
Professor McGonagall walked quickly, her face was pale, and she suppressed her anger to the two who were still confronting each other and asked, "Who can tell me what happened!"
Professor Moody belatedly said to Harry angrily, "Did he hurt you?"
"What?" Harry was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that he meant Malfoy, and he replied honestly, "No."
Moody nodded, and immediately stepped down. One of his feet was made of wood, carved into a claw.
"I despise people who attack others in the back," he said in a rough voice when he came to Malfoy. "This is the most dirty, despicable, and cowardly behavior!"
Malfoy's expression sank, and he held back his anger and said, "Then, do you see if Harry Potter dares to fight me!"
sneak attack?
"You boy..." Moody heard that a big face almost reached Malfoy's.
John frowned, and said coldly: "Then you are not a sneak attack, professor."
Only then did Moody turn his head to look at John, he stared at John's wand, and then at John's indifferent face.
John narrowed his eyes and said, "Or do you think that you are on the side of justice?"
John didn't like the Moody, Malfoy used fists and this one used spells.
The two sides looked at each other, neither was in vain.
The atmosphere became tense, and Professor McGonagall quickly learned from Hermione's dictation.
In this matter, both parties are at fault.
But Professor Moody's behavior of using spells on students made her a little more annoyed, "Moody! We never use transformation as punishment! Dumbledore must have told you!"
She was a little tired, this moody was too aggressive.
"Maybe he mentioned it," said Moody, scratching his chin absently, "but I think it needs to be frightened a lot."
"We can go into detention, Moody!" said Professor McGonagall angrily, "or report to the dean of the subject's college."
"I'll do that." Moody turned to Malfoy in disgust.
Not to be outdone by Malfoy, Moody is going to grab him and leave.
A hand stretched out from the side, John pressed his hand, stared at the face, and said coldly: "You wouldn't want to do that."
Professor McGonagall did not expect the development of the matter, and was surprised: "Mr. Wick?"
"If that's what I want, the dean of your college is Snape, isn't it?" Professor Moody growled, "Also an old friend, I've been looking forward to having a good chat with the old man Snape!"
"I said," John insisted, tightening his hand, "you wouldn't want to do that."
Annoyance flashed in Moody's eyes, and he wanted to take Malfoy away by force.
Unknowingly, there are many Slytherin students around.
They looked at Moody with indifference in their eyes.
"Let go, kid!" Moody growled.
John didn't speak, but the Slytherins took a step forward, making the small circle even smaller.
Professor McGonagall looked around, and she felt that maybe Dumbledore could handle it.
"I won't abandon my friend, let alone when he is held in the head and confessed his mistake."
The strength in John's hand was strong enough to crush stones. He stared at Moody and said each word, "Don't make such an ugly mess, Professor."
Heinrich didn't know when he had come behind Moody, followed by more and more people.
Daphne was also standing beside John, her face was full of arrogance and disdain.
The atmosphere is tense.
Silence erupted with pressure, and even Moody, who had experienced many battles, still had incredible eyes.
John looked at Professor McGonagall, slowed down her tone, and said, "Professor McGonagall, maybe our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is a little out of tune with the school rules, so that he does things that don't comply with the school rules. I believe Filch is very happy." Give him a manual."
His hands let go, and Moody's dropped.
Looking up again, John returned to his normal expression, and said lightly, "Go back."
At the end of the sentence, the Slytherin students scattered a path.
John walked out first, and Daphne trotted two steps to follow John, and Heinrich was already there on the left.
Malfoy snorted coldly, turned to Harry and said, "Potter, you should confront me head-on, not your new nanny."
Harry blushed at what he said, and Ron was furious at first, but as the Slytherin crowd surrounded them, he quieted it down, too.
Hermione looked at John, surprised at his current prestige.
Snape arrived just as the Slytherins had dispersed.
The few people headed by John wore the badge of the Star Society on their chests, exuding a little bit of starlight.
He looked a little complicated, and said to himself, "John Wick."
...
School is never a good place to hide secrets, especially when, for the first time ever, students and professors clash.
No one wants to get to the bottom of the cause. People in the other three courtyards only know that the current Slytherin is like a green glass made of scattered sand, which is radiant under the light.
This incident also fell into the ears of Dumbledore, and he did not expect such a thing to happen.
However, it seems that Moody was wronged.
Even McGonagall was very angry when the old friend used the transformation punishment on the students. She and Dumbledore complained about Moody's excessive punishment.
"John Wick, has he grown to this point?"
After Dumbledore knew that John and Moody had matched three tricks, his expression was complicated.
There is no doubt about Moody's strength. He is a legendary Auror who contributed half of the prisoners to Azkaban.
Even Dumbledore thought that if he died, the person who could succeed him against Voldemort would have Moody's name.
Such an experienced Auror, John fought with him, and neither of them suffered a disadvantage.
"Severus, what do you think?" He asked Snape, who was in the headmaster's office.
"As I said," Snape said plainly, "Slytherin is in his pocket, you should see."
Yes, I see.
In addition to the dean of the Fourth Academy, there are others who can do this.
The group of Slytherins had even surrounded a professor for John, which had never happened before.
Even when Voldemort was in school, no matter how excessive he was, he would not have reached this level.
Students have a natural awe of their teachers, and for John, the group of Slytherins overthrew their awe without hesitation.
Dumbledore could no longer see clearly what was going on for John. All he could do was to turn the student from the irreversible path.
For the first time, Dumbledore's idea of the savior was shaken.
...
The King of Slytherin, isn't he handsome?
The price was that in Potions class the next day, John was frantically questioned by Snape.
For this reason, John scored crazily.
Just kidding, even if you ask how to make the elixir of life, John can tell you.
Snape: That's great, but I need extra points.
Just like that, within two days of the start of school, Slytherin's score skyrocketed, causing people from the other three schools to shout that someone was fired.
In this regard, Slytherin smiled disdainfully, and there is no such thing as John Wick.
In this way, the time came to the third day of school.
The first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Coincidentally, Gryffindor and Slytherin share Defense Against the Dark Arts classes together almost every year.
This time is no exception.
Professor Moody's class is well received in the sixth grade, so the students look forward to it.
With the sound of thumping footsteps coming down the corridor, Harry and Ron looked forward to it.
The scarred face appeared in the classroom.
...
Harry heard a strong wind behind him, and was just about to draw his wand when he saw John fighting someone.
Grabbing Malfoy's mid-part hair and flinging it back, John and Malfoy switched places.
On the other side of the marble stairs, a figure blocked the spell. John waved his wand twice in a row, turning the handrails on both sides into two big dogs and biting them away.
The person who came was experienced in fighting, and he dodged before the big dog approached. The magic spell shot out and collided with John's shattering spell.
The fighting stopped almost at the same time, and everyone realized what had happened.
John's face was stern, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Professor Moody!" A surprised voice sounded.
It's Professor McGonagall.
She also did not expect such a situation to happen on the first day of school.
Moody on the other side of the marble staircase stared at John with his little eyes, his magic eye circling all over the place.
Professor McGonagall walked quickly, her face was pale, and she suppressed her anger to the two who were still confronting each other and asked, "Who can tell me what happened!"
Professor Moody belatedly said to Harry angrily, "Did he hurt you?"
"What?" Harry was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that he meant Malfoy, and he replied honestly, "No."
Moody nodded, and immediately stepped down. One of his feet was made of wood, carved into a claw.
"I despise people who attack others in the back," he said in a rough voice when he came to Malfoy. "This is the most dirty, despicable, and cowardly behavior!"
Malfoy's expression sank, and he held back his anger and said, "Then, do you see if Harry Potter dares to fight me!"
sneak attack?
"You boy..." Moody heard that a big face almost reached Malfoy's.
John frowned, and said coldly: "Then you are not a sneak attack, professor."
Only then did Moody turn his head to look at John, he stared at John's wand, and then at John's indifferent face.
John narrowed his eyes and said, "Or do you think that you are on the side of justice?"
John didn't like the Moody, Malfoy used fists and this one used spells.
The two sides looked at each other, neither was in vain.
The atmosphere became tense, and Professor McGonagall quickly learned from Hermione's dictation.
In this matter, both parties are at fault.
But Professor Moody's behavior of using spells on students made her a little more annoyed, "Moody! We never use transformation as punishment! Dumbledore must have told you!"
She was a little tired, this moody was too aggressive.
"Maybe he mentioned it," said Moody, scratching his chin absently, "but I think it needs to be frightened a lot."
"We can go into detention, Moody!" said Professor McGonagall angrily, "or report to the dean of the subject's college."
"I'll do that." Moody turned to Malfoy in disgust.
Not to be outdone by Malfoy, Moody is going to grab him and leave.
A hand stretched out from the side, John pressed his hand, stared at the face, and said coldly: "You wouldn't want to do that."
Professor McGonagall did not expect the development of the matter, and was surprised: "Mr. Wick?"
"If that's what I want, the dean of your college is Snape, isn't it?" Professor Moody growled, "Also an old friend, I've been looking forward to having a good chat with the old man Snape!"
"I said," John insisted, tightening his hand, "you wouldn't want to do that."
Annoyance flashed in Moody's eyes, and he wanted to take Malfoy away by force.
Unknowingly, there are many Slytherin students around.
They looked at Moody with indifference in their eyes.
"Let go, kid!" Moody growled.
John didn't speak, but the Slytherins took a step forward, making the small circle even smaller.
Professor McGonagall looked around, and she felt that maybe Dumbledore could handle it.
"I won't abandon my friend, let alone when he is held in the head and confessed his mistake."
The strength in John's hand was strong enough to crush stones. He stared at Moody and said each word, "Don't make such an ugly mess, Professor."
Heinrich didn't know when he had come behind Moody, followed by more and more people.
Daphne was also standing beside John, her face was full of arrogance and disdain.
The atmosphere is tense.
Silence erupted with pressure, and even Moody, who had experienced many battles, still had incredible eyes.
John looked at Professor McGonagall, slowed down her tone, and said, "Professor McGonagall, maybe our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is a little out of tune with the school rules, so that he does things that don't comply with the school rules. I believe Filch is very happy." Give him a manual."
His hands let go, and Moody's dropped.
Looking up again, John returned to his normal expression, and said lightly, "Go back."
At the end of the sentence, the Slytherin students scattered a path.
John walked out first, and Daphne trotted two steps to follow John, and Heinrich was already there on the left.
Malfoy snorted coldly, turned to Harry and said, "Potter, you should confront me head-on, not your new nanny."
Harry blushed at what he said, and Ron was furious at first, but as the Slytherin crowd surrounded them, he quieted it down, too.
Hermione looked at John, surprised at his current prestige.
Snape arrived just as the Slytherins had dispersed.
The few people headed by John wore the badge of the Star Society on their chests, exuding a little bit of starlight.
He looked a little complicated, and said to himself, "John Wick."
...
School is never a good place to hide secrets, especially when, for the first time ever, students and professors clash.
No one wants to get to the bottom of the cause. People in the other three courtyards only know that the current Slytherin is like a green glass made of scattered sand, which is radiant under the light.
This incident also fell into the ears of Dumbledore, and he did not expect such a thing to happen.
However, it seems that Moody was wronged.
Even McGonagall was very angry when the old friend used the transformation punishment on the students. She and Dumbledore complained about Moody's excessive punishment.
"John Wick, has he grown to this point?"
After Dumbledore knew that John and Moody had matched three tricks, his expression was complicated.
There is no doubt about Moody's strength. He is a legendary Auror who contributed half of the prisoners to Azkaban.
Even Dumbledore thought that if he died, the person who could succeed him against Voldemort would have Moody's name.
Such an experienced Auror, John fought with him, and neither of them suffered a disadvantage.
"Severus, what do you think?" He asked Snape, who was in the headmaster's office.
"As I said," Snape said plainly, "Slytherin is in his pocket, you should see."
Yes, I see.
In addition to the dean of the Fourth Academy, there are others who can do this.
The group of Slytherins had even surrounded a professor for John, which had never happened before.
Even when Voldemort was in school, no matter how excessive he was, he would not have reached this level.
Students have a natural awe of their teachers, and for John, the group of Slytherins overthrew their awe without hesitation.
Dumbledore could no longer see clearly what was going on for John. All he could do was to turn the student from the irreversible path.
For the first time, Dumbledore's idea of the savior was shaken.
...
The King of Slytherin, isn't he handsome?
The price was that in Potions class the next day, John was frantically questioned by Snape.
For this reason, John scored crazily.
Just kidding, even if you ask how to make the elixir of life, John can tell you.
Snape: That's great, but I need extra points.
Just like that, within two days of the start of school, Slytherin's score skyrocketed, causing people from the other three schools to shout that someone was fired.
In this regard, Slytherin smiled disdainfully, and there is no such thing as John Wick.
In this way, the time came to the third day of school.
The first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Coincidentally, Gryffindor and Slytherin share Defense Against the Dark Arts classes together almost every year.
This time is no exception.
Professor Moody's class is well received in the sixth grade, so the students look forward to it.
With the sound of thumping footsteps coming down the corridor, Harry and Ron looked forward to it.
The scarred face appeared in the classroom.
...
