I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 247 Three teams, trio
He heard Sirius say that.

In Hogwarts, a little wizard named Owen rescued him from the Forbidden Forest.

But all along, he just thought that the other party was lucky. Maybe the little wizard did have some strength, but how strong could a teenage boy be?

"You can try it!" Owen said temptingly.

He even raised his eyebrows, with provocation written all over his face.

Moody didn't know why the little wizard who had already mastered the black arts in front of him showed such an expression.

But this does not prevent him from teaching this arrogant kid a lesson.

"If that's the case, then - Repentance!" Of course he wouldn't use the Unforgivable Curse on a little wizard.

But this does not prevent him from using Legilimency to recite mantras.

The difference between Legilimency and Imperius is that Legilimency can see other people's minds and can be defended, and the person being cast cannot be controlled.

The Imperius Curse cannot see other people's thoughts, and is generally defenseless, but its main function is to control the person being cast.

In the wizarding world - spells that cannot be defended are the most dangerous, that's why this insanity spell looks as evil as the three unforgivable spells, but it is not in the world because it can be resisted by multiple spells Ministry of Magic wizards are among the ranks of banned spells.

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A flash of pale light passed through the classroom.

Immediately afterwards, both Owen and Moody were caught off guard and took a few steps back.

"Merlin's beard!"

The exclamation of the little wizards resounded in the classroom.

Everyone focused their attention on them.

Owen shook his head.

It doesn't feel good to have your head ripped off.

Even if it's just a swing with a sledgehammer.

"You." Moody leaned on the desk.

The head shook.

His half wooden prosthetic leg hit the ground hard several times.

As if relieving some pain.

Just at that moment, he saw a figure.

The figure of a woman.

Silver hair, green eyes.

That face—he would never admit it.

It was the woman—Gabrielle Rozier.

"Who are you, Gabriel Rozier?" Moody snapped.

"Huh?" Owen, clutching his temple, turned around in astonishment, "Do you know my mother?"

"Is she your mother?" Hearing Owen's answer, Moody showed a kind of suddenly realized expression.

"Hmph! No wonder! Like a mother, like a son!"

Although he said so, his expression was very complicated, not as tough and hateful as he used to be when he talked about the black wizard.

"Decades ago."

Hey?
Has this started?
Who asked you?

Don't explain it!

Owen, who was full of You have your mother's eyes, had goosebumps all over the floor.

"When she was still active in the European continent, she made trouble for the Ministry of Magic, and now her wanted list is still in the Auror Handbook of the Spanish Ministry of Magic!
I didn’t expect—such a powerful witch would.” Moody closed his mouth.

He didn't want to recall a certain memory that made him unbearable.

When he officially became an Auror and went to Europe for the first time to perform a mission, he was still young and vigorous.
But this sudden cessation of sound made Owen feel quite uncomfortable, because silence is better than sound!
You either have to speak clearly, or you don't speak at all. It's easy for people to misunderstand you if you speak half-sentence, okay?
But considering his fucking age, it should look pretty young
In Misty and Illusion, if her old man was wearing a Hogwarts school uniform, Owen would definitely think of her as a little wizard in the sixth and seventh grades.
Maybe it's the blood of some kind of magical creature in her body that has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin?
So did I inherit it?

Sirius said he had seen his mother, and Owen speculated at the time that his mother should be about the same age as Harry's mother.

But - if that were the case, Moody would have been in his 50s by then!
Lost - I didn't expect it!did not expect!
I always thought you were thick-browed and big-eyed, not feminine. It's a shame to be fascinated by girls in their teens and 50s when you're over 20!
Tsk - it seems that there is no problem
Hey!
"Spain? What did my mother do in Spain?" Although Moody's unshaven appearance made Owen very rejected that this guy had any contact with his mother, but the reality does not allow him to refute, and he can learn about some of his mother's past. It's also good for him.

"It's nothing?" Moody readjusted his mentality, "30 years ago, she set a fire in Madrid and almost burned the whole city,"

He said indifferently.

It seems unwilling to continue discussing with Owen on this topic.

It is estimated that he should have been beaten badly in the past, so he kept it secret.

"30 years ago?" Owen was startled, "30 years ago, then—"

Sure enough, his mother has the blood of some magical creature that can improve her appearance and longevity.

Her appearance should not have changed much since she was nineteen or twenty.

Oh ~
Thirty years ago, Moody at that meeting was estimated to be in his early twenties or early thirties, and he was still a young guy!

When I was young, I met a fairy and missed my life. Since then, love has taken root, and I think about it from time to time.

Memories sharpen, spare time to hate! ! !
What does this story tell us?
You must look for a female ticket as soon as possible. If you rush up, you will bid farewell. If you can beat it, you will push it down.

You don't even have the courage to be beaten for a meal.
Of course, this isn't for everyone.

Like———Moody, stay away from my mother, you ugly!

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In the classroom, the little wizards were whispering.

Everyone is not a fool, of course they can hear that Moody seems to have a problem with Owen's mother.

Of course Owen's mom nearly burned down an entire city once.
Not only Hannah and Justin, but the Ravenclaws on the side also looked sideways.

Sure enough—this trouble-making ability is a family inheritance!
"I'll go, Owen, your mother is so awesome." Justin silently gave a thumbs up to Owen.

Now he is completely relieved. The reason why Owen is so emotional is to inherit his mother's 'excellent tradition'!In the past, he thought it was because he was bullied by other children in the orphanage as an orphan, which caused his personality to be a little distorted.

Now it seems that those other children are all right?

"Nonsense, don't even look at who the hell that is!" Owen raised his eyebrows confidently and blinked his eyes that didn't look like a mother at all.With pride written all over his face.

"That's cool!" Those little wizards completely disregarded the fact that Owen's mother might be a wanted criminal, and all of them showed envious expressions.

What a powerful witch must be to be able to perform such a great feat!

It's so cool to have such a witch as a mother!

The only orderly and kind professor in the classroom couldn't stand the children who were afraid of chaos.

What happened to Hogwarts.

When did this trend develop?

After graduation, these little wizards must not mess with the wizarding world.

Especially this Rozier.

It wasn't just Owen's mother who was so surprised.

In addition to this, what surprised him even more was that just now, his instigating thought—was countered.

It should be said that at the moment he cast the spell, the little humanoid monster in front of him made a defensive move. It should be the iron armor spell.

Silent Armor Curse.

His own memory was seen by the kid in front of him.

What a shame.

Moody's face was clouded, but Owen was smiling.

Because in his brief, those few ptt-like pictures, he saw Moody's most authentic memory.

This can prove that the person in front of him is indeed Moody himself, not someone pretending to be him.

This is a good thing, after motivating him for a long time, the goal was finally achieved.

Next.

After half a class of exploration, Moody also managed to find some tips for teaching at Hogwarts.

He first told several stories about his lone pursuit of murderers.

Successfully brought back the volatile thoughts of the little wizards.

Then he talked about some behavioral characteristics of dark wizards.

Wizards who frequently use black magic will experience relative changes in their spirits and even their appearance.

Experienced Aurors can even deduce from a dark wizard's appearance what kind of dark magic he uses most.

And Moody was obviously one of the top Aurors.

for the rest of the time.

The classroom has finally returned to a relatively normal state.

The classroom was quiet, no one spoke.

It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of get out of class that Moody announced that get out of class was over and left the classroom, and everyone resumed talking.

They are talking?
This definitely disappointed Moody.

Because they didn't talk about the essentials of facing the dark wizard that he just described.

It's twittering about when Irving will fight Moody
Because they looked like they were about to fight.

The news spread out as the students who participated in this class left, and soon, everyone in the entire castle would know about it.

It took less than a few hours for Owen's life experience to be known to everyone in Hogwarts.

"Did you hear what the group of Hufflepuff students said, Owen had a fight with Moody in Defense Against the Dark Arts class!" Harry said excitedly, "I heard that Moody had a relationship with his mother." For the holidays."

"Yes, Owen is avenging his mother!" Ron followed.

The Gryffindors who came out of the Potions classroom naturally heard this story.

At this time, they were in the atrium, which was a piece of castle clearing in the direction of Hagrid's cabin after coming out of the hall corridor.

"He caused trouble on the first day, he really deserves it." Miss Granger's evaluation was naturally not that high.

There is the last class in the afternoon.

In the middle of this time, she finally took the time to take a break.

"Moody is the best Auror he could be"

Before Ron could finish his sentence, he heard a shout from behind.

"Weasley! Hello, Weasley!"

Hearing the sound, they turned away, turned and looked.

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle stood there, looking at them proudly.

"What?" Ron asked angrily.

"Let me ask you, that Sanchez, he belongs to the Rozier family?" Malfoy said with a frown.

As the holy 28 families, although they share honor, there is also a chain of contempt among them. Among them, the Weasley family must be the lowest existence, and the top family among them, Rozier is definitely on the list.

Bloodline and family combat effectiveness are not used as the judging criteria here, but influence.

Rozier, which originated in France, has a family heritage throughout the three continents of Europe, America and Africa.

The most powerful French family has held important positions in the federation for a long time, including the position of vice president.

And their Malfoy family, although they also originated in Europe, but today, except for the British branch, the rest have died out, and there may be other branches of the Malfoy family, but there is absolutely no such thing as Draco's family. good.

"It's none of your business!" Ron said viciously, "Get out of here, Malfoy, you're not welcome here."

"Don't talk like that, Ron!" Hermione stifled Ron's possible next utterance.

She got up silently, and stood up from the stone benches surrounded by a huge English oak tree in the atrium.

"Owen belongs to the Rozier family, what do you want to do?"

"Rozier?" Draco frowned and looked at Hermione gloomily.

He never understood why his father was so 'loving' to Owen and Pote, so last year he even sent letters warning him not to provoke those two.

Now, after learning about Owen's life experience, he finally understood a little bit.

Could it be that his father took a fancy to the surname Rozier?
Want to win them over?

I heard that Sanchez is French, so he should be from the French Rozier family.

Is it father who wants to open up the French market?
Draco didn't understand, but that didn't stop him, he hated from the bottom of his heart the bastard who went crazy and got himself into trouble at the World Cup.

"No wonder you are following the descendants of that wanted criminal like followers." Malfoy said sarcastically, "Oh! Weasley may have taken a fancy to his family's gold galleons. After all, the red-haired family all live in a rotten place. In the shack, eh! What a pity.

I have seen your home in the newspaper. There is a picture of your parents standing at the door of your house.Oh my God, you actually call this a house!If your mother could lose some weight, she would look pretty good, right?
As for you, Mudblood. He looked at Hermione again, "Others may believe your nonsense, but I will never believe it!"

What descendants of Gryffindor, what Godric's blood, don't be ridiculous, you are just a Muggle wizard, with the same inferior blood as your humble parents.

When you approach that guy, it's nothing more than dreaming of marrying into a pure-blood, wanting to become a noble pure-blood wizard.

Huh, as expected, just like your lowly bloodline, you use despicable methods.

As for Pott, I really doubt whether he has any brains.There's nothing else to do but cause trouble, just wait!How long can Dumbledore protect you.Follow that Sanchez all day, I'm afraid you are thinking about going home, and when Dumbledore is dead, he will protect you. "

Draco opened fire, standing under the corridor, his upper lip cupping his lower lip, babbling slanderously at them.

All around, everyone was stunned.

The little wizards who were watching had already packed up their things and stayed away from the four of them in a tacit understanding.

In the corridor, the little wizard stuck his head out, staring at Harry and the others with an expression of watching a play.

"What's wrong with him?" Harry asked Ron, turning his head sideways.

"I don't know, you dropped your head when you went downstairs?" Ron was also puzzled.

Malfoy!

It's been a long time since I've been so arrogant.

To attack them suddenly today made him a little—unnatural.

"Which one of you will go first?" Hermione had already drawn out her wand with a cold face.

"Take it lightly, it's the school after all, and - if I lose the college again this year, I'm afraid of Professor McGonagall." Harry said with some fear, after all, if they were deducted points again this year, it would be four consecutive years. It's game over.

Not to mention Professor McGonagall, even he himself was a little embarrassed.

"I will!" Hermione said quietly.

And before Harry could react.

A sharp and dazzling spell whizzed past, and this blow was not aimed at any of the Malfoy trio over there.

The spell exploded on the stone pillar in the corridor next to them.

The cracked stone fell on the three Slytherins like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Iron armor protection!" Draco's reaction was not slow. He quickly held up an illusory armor and blocked all the gravel.

But Gawain and Crabbe beside him were unlucky.

The stones were all heading towards them.

But the most unlucky thing is the stone pillar in the corridor.

Shi Zhu: I am so hot!

"Be gentle Hermione, don't beat him to death!" Harry yelled, but it was clear from his excited eyes that he wished that the person who just chanted the curse was himself.

As for Hermione, after seeing Malfoy softly resisting her blasting spell, her brows gradually widened. She finally knew where this guy got the courage to say those three words in front of her.

It had been a year and a half since that word had come out of that little wizard's mouth at Hogwarts.

Who do you think is responsible for this?

It can't be the achievements of Dumbledore's civilization-building Hogwarts activities!
As for why Malfoy suddenly swelled.

snort!It was nothing more than defeating some Durmstrang wizards during the World Cup, which gave him a little more confidence.

Ha ha - what a frog in a well!
Hermione sneered.

His eyes were full of disgust.

She raised her head, and the broken hair fell naturally from both sides. The next moment, the magic spell flew out from the tip of her vine wand.

"what?"

The spell didn't hit Malfoy, but arced and crashed into the ground within a few feet of him.

"Didn't you eat? The spell is so weak." Malfoy made a sharp scoff, but before he could be happy for a long time, the soles of his feet suddenly relaxed.

"Idiot!" Miss Granger looked at Malfoy who suddenly fell into the ground, her eyes narrowed with strong disgust flowing out of it.

Although the Iron Armor Curse can resist the curse, it cannot prevent her from changing the terrain.

It was just a simple transformation trick, turning the marble under his feet into a soft swamp, and the idiot fell into it without a trace of defense.

"Damn it." Draco cursed.

The feeling of familiarity is exactly the same as during the World Cup.

"Goyle! Get me out, you idiot, and Crabbe!"

Malfoy yelled around.

But when he looked for his two followers, he suddenly discovered that they had already fled to the end of the corridor.

left him where he was.

"Damn it! Come back! Come back quickly!" he shouted hysterically.

(End of this chapter)