Chapter 188: Lower Mawei

"You may be wondering why you are treated differently from other colleges." Moody's glanced at the students around him. "That's because your elders and seniors are not strong enough."
Moody showed a grinning expression at this time, seemingly inexplicably cruel. "If you have heard about me, you will know that half of the prisoners in Azkaban are filled by me."
At this time, Moody's tone became more and more proud, maybe it was recalling something, maybe that glorious years that did not belong to him?
"But what you don't know is that half of those prisoners are from Slytherin, which is the college you are in." Now, whether it is Moody's normal eyeball or the strange magic eye, Exuding a terrifying aura, the students of Slytherin all felt a hostility.
"This lesson is a course specifically aimed at correcting your thoughts. Some of your parents are not necessarily decent people. I doubt very much what my current students will be under their education. I can I don’t want to teach a group of black wizards, and use the skills I learned from me to do evil."
He paused here. "Of course, what I don't want is that one day I need to arrest the students I taught myself." Moody said meaningfully.
"This is a prejudice!" a student stood up and said aloud.
"If you have to say that, then I don’t mind if you think so. Also, I now suspect that your widowed mother who has been remarried seven times is suspected of murder to obtain the man’s assets through inheritance. There are many wills. Doubtful, I went back to investigate someday, Mr. Blaise." Moody glared at him fiercely. As if the student was scared, he immediately sat back in his place, sweating and daring not to say anything. A word.
"Next I want to do some small tests for you, you just need to answer whether I am or not, very simple, I hope you answer truthfully."
As Modi said, he didn't know that he had pulled out a gadget from his arms. It looked very strange, and looked a bit like a golden TV antenna, but it was twisted so badly that it kept buzzing softly. sound.
"Huh." Moody pretended to look carefully, looked at the small object in his hand, a tone of approval in his throat.
"Black magic detector, you will like it." He said.
"This little thing is very useful, it will tremble when it detects conspiracies and lies." Then Moody shook his head slightly, but unfortunately your principal didn't allow me to use veritaserum, and yes, it was against criminals. of. "
"So, I asked for the next best thing and chose my own gadget."
"Notte!" Moody shouted suddenly.
"Did you use the black magic that Hogwarts strictly prohibited in your home or off campus in the past?"
"No. No." The boy stood up suddenly, stuttering a little.
The antenna suddenly started buzzing.
"You are lying, I will give you another chance." Moody sneered gruffly.
"I... I'm..." Then the poor student seemed to be taken away from his mind, and the bamboo tube pours all the beans, and even added some categories that were not Moody's question, such as other mischief, Even the last semester final exam, a glimpse of someone's test paper, was trivial.
"Huh." Moody didn't know what the mood was from, and actually laughed.
"Next." His eyes narrowed, he wrote and painted on the roster with a quill pen, and then said.
The student sat back paralyzed, he suspected that he would be taken away at any time.
The following class seemed to be a trial conference, and students cried and confessed their crimes.
"Draco Malfoy." Moody named him by this time.
"It's so boring." Malfoy sighed. He didn't expect Moody's first class to be so simple and rough. At the same time, he stood up and answered Moody's questions.
"What do you want to ask? As far as I am concerned, your current identity is a teacher, not Auror. Even Auror, the only responsibility is to catch the black wizard, not the trial, not to mention, not here. The court, but the classroom." Malfoy confronted.
"Dare you dare to hit me?" Moody's expression began to languish as if Malfoy had violated his taboo.
"Boy, don't think you can do whatever you want last year. I don't want to eat that set, don't expect me to be merciful." Moody said a little sullenly, the wooden prosthetic leg kept making a tuk of sound, Putting invisible pressure on the student in front of him.
Malfoy's eyes still looked firmly at Moody, but his heart was completely different from the seemingly heavy and enemies on the surface. He fully understood what "Moody" wanted to do at this time. This man His eyes were full of jokes, as if mocking the group of soft-foot shrimp students present.
But only Malfoy, who dared to meet Moody, could see clearly. The other students had long lost the courage to confront and confront him.
"Hey, don’t regret it. Even if Dumbledore asked me to treat you kindly, I still don’t mind a little more of the limits to give you a lesson. How about it, I haven’t used it in a long time, and I have some hands. Born, do you want to try it? Mr. Malfoy." Moody stomped his cane. "How about the ferret, I feel it matches you well."
"I'm just fighting for the rights we deserve." Malfoy said without giving in, his gray eyes and the terrifying devil's eyes looked at each other quietly. "If you insist on using this method to exercise rights that are not yours, I can only resist." Malfoy pulled out his wand from behind and made a posture to prepare for a duel.
"Oh." For a moment of silent confrontation, Moody suddenly chuckled. The students in the seat thought he was very angry, just when everyone thought that the battle between students and teachers was about to start. A shocking thing happened.
Moody actually began to clap his hands, his eyes full of approval.
"This is what I really want to teach you today, dare to rebel against authority. At some point in the future, you may encounter enemies that are more powerful and stronger than you, but by that time, I don’t want you to stop The key to the defense of black magic is largely the same as the trick used by black magic, that is willpower."
Moody said in a deep voice.
"Today I obviously violated your privacy. Students, who is not curious about curses? But this is actually not a reason why I can abuse lynching against you."
"When you are at the right time, UU reading www.uukaanshu.com should know how to rebel against the authority. When the real black wizard threatens your life, will you still obey my unreasonable demands like today? "
"Your performance barely passed today, and Mr. Malfoy came forward, so that you have not been wiped out by the whole army." Moody nodded.
"Of course, what I said at the beginning is not a decoration. As a teacher, I also hope that you will be on the right path. I hope that you can bear in mind that in addition to Azkaban, there is a prison called Newmongarde. There is a sentence written on the stone tablet-for the greater benefit, the person who said this sentence is now living alone in that prison, killing his little time left."
"Stance is very important, um, very important." Moody shakes his head and repeats again, "Your choice will determine whether what you do makes sense." Moody said meaningfully.
"Well, this class is here." The students of Moody and Slytherin heard a low bell at the same time, so he announced the end of class.
Except for Malfoy, all the students present were relieved as if they were relieved. This lesson left them with a deep impression.
"That's right, there is one more thing." When Moody's prosthetic leg stepped out of the classroom threshold, his hoarse voice suddenly sounded, frightening everyone.
"The students who confessed their mistakes just now, I will pick out the ones I still remember and talk to the vice-principal. She must be very interested in this. She cheated on the exam? Homework plagiarism? Oh, it's really interesting." Moody's There was a rare smile on his face, and the wrinkles and scars on his face squeezed into a ball, which seemed abnormally twisted, but he seemed to enjoy it.
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