The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 109 Moody is actually a good teacher too
Malfoy didn't care about these things, he carefully recalled the way Professor Lupine cast his magic just now, and once again cast "excitement".

Failed.

Not even a spark.

Sirius did not cheat Malfoy, the movements and spells he taught Malfoy were correct, but for a third-year student, it was still a little too difficult to "be happy".

It's too complicated.

To be honest, Draco Malfoy wasn't an idiot.

He is also a good student with outstanding talents.

But compared to the geniuses of the previous generation, the gap between him and those people is still a bit big.

Such a curse is beyond the standard for him.

Several times the spell failed, and Malfoy looked like a twig-wielding fool.

But he was not discouraged or depressed at all.

His eyes became more firm and calm.

Sirius stood aside, silently waiting for Draco Malfoy to give up.

But what he didn't expect was that half an hour later, Draco Malfoy still didn't give up this boring practice.The practice of magic spells is a very boring process. A genius can always discover the trick at the first time, leverage the magic power in his body, and easily complete the magic spell.

And those who are not smart enough always try to practice and repeat over and over again to do what geniuses can easily do.

This kind of person who is not smart enough is called a local talent.

This kind of person is also known as a smart person in the world.

Genius, local talent.

Most of the next wizards are actually mediocre.

Everyone is mediocre.

Everyone's efforts are unnecessary waste of time in front of geniuses, and ineffective in front of ground talents.

True diligence is also a kind of talent.

The pursuit of the day after tomorrow is vulnerable in front of geniuses.

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Gryffindor lounge.

Ron looked at the friends in front of him in surprise, feeling that they were all crazy.

He looked at the excited Hermione in front of him, and the equally happy Harry Potter, with a puzzled look on his face.

"what?"

He seemed to have heard something unbelievable, tried to lower his voice, pressed his hands down and said: "What are you talking about?
You want me to go with you to train with Professor Lupine?
Solo training for Defense Against the Dark Arts?
why?
Will he give us extra points at the end of the term? "

He expressed that he could not understand the excitement of the two good friends.

"So, can any of you explain why?"

he asked.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, and Hermione said, "This is an opportunity, Ron, the essence of Defense Against the Dark Arts is time, and we don't have many opportunities to practice.

As it happens, now Professor Lupine is giving us a chance to practice, not to be missed, Ron. "

"We don't need to practice, we are only in the third grade, and we only take the exam in the fifth grade."

Ron argued.

"No, we need to."

Harry said excitedly: "We need it, Ron, we can't lie to ourselves anymore, think about what happened to us in the first grade, think about those things...

I have a hunch, Ron, it was the hunch Professor Lupine gave me, and every training he gave me is useful and full of deep meaning..."

He muttered to himself.

Ron seemed to be looking at a patient with a fever, talking nonsense in front of himself.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Harry, you should take a good look at yourself in the mirror, you're looking stupid all over your body now.

Even if something goes wrong in the wizarding world, and the Ministry of Magic, and Dumbledore, it has nothing to do with us. "

Ron said in a low voice, with a look of surprise in his tone.

Hermione said, "Ron, aren't you interested in Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Ron said: "Well, I'm really not interested, it's not as fun as my wizard chess."

Hermione was a little helpless, and she encouraged again: "Let's go together, Ron, there are not many people who like wizard chess, but if you join us, we can train together.

We're not here, and you haven't played wizard chess with anyone for a few days. "

Ron hesitated a little. To be honest, he was really bored to stay in the Gryffindor lounge by himself these days.No Harry, no Hermione, he didn't like going to the library and he didn't want to write a paper.

I can only stay here in a daze.

Now hearing this, Ron also has some changes.

Just when he was about to agree, Ron saw the twins coming in from the lounge.They looked like they were carrying a dilapidated box. This cabinet must have been soaked in a damp place for a long time, and it had a musty smell before it came in.

There is moss on it.

"what is this?"

Seeing this cabinet, Ron asked subconsciously, his body retreated back behind the sofa very honestly - this is a manifestation of the desire to survive after being tricked too many times since childhood, every time the Weasley twins made some When it is abnormal, it means that they are going to play tricks.

When Ron was young, many times, the target of the twins' tricks was his younger brother.

The twins glanced at Ron with contempt, and then at Harry.

"It's a good thing."

He said to Harry mysteriously, Harry was a little curious, and Hermione was a little nervous.

"There's not a Boggart in here, is there?"

She questioned.

George said with a look of surprise: "What a surprise! You guessed it, there is a Boggart inside. Would you like us to open it for you to see."

"Are you going to use this thing to trick you?"

Harry was also taken aback. The twin brothers shook their heads and said, "We're not using this thing to trick us, we're just planning to learn from the Boggart concept."

"Tricky natural material."

Fred thought so.

"Ok."

Hermione is also far away from this thing. Everyone doesn't like Boggarts. Even if you can use "funny funny" to deal with Boggarts, everyone is unwilling to see what they fear most in their hearts. Good desensitization.

Seeing the three little ones resisting and avoiding so much, the twins sighed in unison.

Feel sad for these boring people.

It has no interest in participating in this great activity at all.

"Well, you guys are boring."

George said that he left with the box, and it seemed that he was going to put it in his bedroom, but their crazy idea was stopped by someone at the stairs.

Weasley stopped Weasley.

Percy stopped them.

"I'm a prefect," he said loudly to the twin brothers, his ears blushing, "I'm a prefect, so I can't allow you to bring magical creatures into the dormitory."

"I'm a prefect."

George imitated Percy very well, "I am the prefect, you two, you should also call me prefect at home."

Fred also said in a strange way, "Yeah, 'I'm Percy, Minister of Magic, and you all call me Minister'."

As soon as the twins opened their mouths, the freckles on the angry Percy's face were also a little red and white.

Looking at the angry Percy, Fred said boringly: "Okay, okay, isn't this cutie not allowed to enter the dormitory?

Ok, Ok. "

He lowered his lips, shook his head, took George, and left with the box on his shoulders.

They know a lot of secret passages, and finding one to store Boggarts is not a big deal.

Sanxiao only looked at the occurrence, development, and end of the intrusion, after the matter was over.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

They were really afraid that Gemini and Percy would have a conflict. If there was a conflict, who should they help?
"It's unimaginable," said Ron, "I can't imagine they would have such a crazy idea.

I thought they were going too far if they wanted to blow up the toilet at home. "

Just after he finished speaking, the twins opened Fat Lady Portrait again.

"Don't speak ill of us, Ron, we can hear you."

"Okay, Neville, the password is 'Dragon Slag Sugar', don't forget it again."

Fred warns Ron.

George mischievously told Neville the new password.

Neville stammered his thanks before walking in.

"My God, what's wrong with you?"

Hermione couldn't help asking loudly when she saw Neville coming in.

She was frightened.

The rest of the Gryffindor students were also taken aback by the sound, and turned their heads to look. They saw a lot of bruises on Na's face, and there were some places that looked like pustules.

This looks very much like Neville knocked over the cauldron in Potions class and spilled the potion on his body.

"Snape bullying you again?"

Ron said subconsciously, with all due respect, he really thought of Snape immediately.Every class, Neville would mess up the cauldron in front of him, and those potions fell on Neville, and the consequences were similar to this.

But that was in class!

It's get out of class time now, how can he do this?
How could he punish Neville like this?

"I'm going to find him!"

Harry said sternly, Neville was taken aback and grabbed Harry.

"Not Snape."

Neville said, looking at the outraged lion cubs around him, he said, "It's Professor Moody."

"Moody? What did that madman do to you?"

It was Percy who spoke.

Percy came over too.

Normally, he wouldn't care about these things, but if Professor Snape tortured the students during get out of class time, yes, during get out of class time, it was almost torture. Snape didn't like Neville, as we all know.

If Professor Snape continued to do this during get out of class time, Percy would take him to see Professor McGonagall.

But hearing it was Moody, Percy couldn't help calling him crazy.

The Weasley family is actually friendly towards Mad-Eye Moody, which can be seen from Arthur Weasley's attitude towards Mad-Eye Moody.

We are all our own people. In a certain way, we are all Dumbledore's people and comrades-in-arms.

But the attitude of the father is not equal to the attitude of the son.

Percy didn't like Moody very much.

Hearing that it wasn't Snape who "tormented" Neville, but Moody, Percy didn't think things were any better.

"Why did he do this to you? Moody...Professor?"

Hermione asked.

"He said he wanted to test where my talent was.

He and I studied spells, potions, herbs, and all kinds of magic, and finally he told me that I am suitable for herbs.

He didn't torture me, it was just a test. "

He said to everyone.

"What, Moody wants to teach you about herbal medicine?"

Percy thought it was absurd, an Auror teaching herbs to a third year student?

As we all know, the study of herbal medicine also has a threshold.

The fifth grade exam has the function of dividing subjects.Some courses cannot be taken if the wizard level test has not reached a certain score.

Third graders learn this?
Still learning all over the body is injured?
Percy was still worried when he saw Neville like this, so he forced Neville to see Professor McGonagall, and Professor McGonagall was also surprised to see Neville like this.

She stood up from behind her desk, lifted the robes from Neville's arms with her wand, and produced some potions.

Although she is a teacher of Transformation Curse, she still understands some basic principles of herbal medicine.

She took out the potion and rubbed it on Neville.

She couldn't say whether she liked Neville or not, Professor McGonagall was a very responsible person.But she sometimes, yes, sometimes treated Neville badly, like telling him to shut up, telling him not to expose his barren mind.

These things were all done by Professor McGonagall. Her treatment of Neville was far worse than that of Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

But that didn't mean she didn't value Neville.

It is impossible for her to see the students of her college become like this without any emotion.

"Son, what's wrong with you?"

She asked in surprise, Percy told Professor McGonagall, and Professor McGonagall signaled him to stay in the office, go out by himself, and come back soon.

She frowned, looking very angry.

When she came back, Moody followed.

Moody's magic eyes were fixed on Neville.

"Aha," he said in front of Professor McGonagall, "you're an informer! Boy! Aurors hate informants and betrayals, and this is an intolerable capital crime!
You're disappointing me, boy! "

When he said this, he pointed his crutch at Neville, as if a spell could fly out from the crutch at any time and kill Neville.

"Moody!"

Professor McGonagall put himself between Moody and Neville, and said in a deep voice: "At school, you can't threaten students like this. This is Hogwarts, not the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic!"

"Oh, yes, yes, I don't see any guilt in you, you're just timid, that's how it should be."

His magic eye turned again and saw Percy on the opposite side.

He ignored Professor McGonagall.

"There is a little wizard making trouble."

He reasoned on his own.

"Moody!"

Seeing that Moody ignored him, Professor McGonagall was really angry.

He actually threatened the students in front of his own eyes.

Moody heard Professor McGonagall's roar, and finally set his eyes on her, looking very perfunctory.

"All right, all right, Minerva."

He paused on his crutches and said, "What are you calling me to do?"

(End of this chapter)