People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 233: The Mad-Eye Man Hanging Upside Down in the Air

But black silk is not the main reason.

Most importantly, he didn't want Hermione to be curious about the kitchen and find out about the house-elves working there.

Then set up an association to promote the rights of house-elfs.

The Ministry of Magic already has a House-Elf Resettlement Office.

The placement and re-placement of house-elves is the responsibility of this department.

In theory, the treatment of house-elves and whether they are abused is also the responsibility of this department.

Newt Scamander also worked in this department for two years after joining the Ministry of Magic.

He described the past two years as "extremely boring" because there was almost nothing to do in this position and he could only drink tea at work.

House-elves make extremely useful magical slaves, and almost no pure-blood families will release them.

They themselves are servile to the core and take pleasure in serving wizards.

Freedom is hell to them.

Therefore, only when a pure-blood family falls into poverty will they trade through the House-Elf Resettlement Office, releasing them on the surface but actually buying and selling them. The office will take a commission and regard any transaction that does not go through them as illegal.

Of course, this is only a theoretical operation.

Due to the existence of other intelligent magical races such as goblins, and for the sake of the Ministry of Magic’s reputation, house-elves also have human rights.

As long as they themselves claim to be following someone voluntarily, the Ministry of Magic cannot deny the legality of the transaction.

Otherwise, this means that house-elves are slaves, and slaves still exist in the British wizarding world.

It was easy to get house-elves to volunteer, as they were extremely loyal to their masters.

Even after being released, unless it finds a new owner, it will still think about returning to its owner all the time.

As long as the old owner orders the elf to follow the buyer voluntarily, the elf will naturally say it is voluntary.

This situation is the real reason why Newt had nothing to do in the house-elf relocation office.

The house-elves themselves did not want to be free.

Everyone knows that Dobby thinks that now that he is free, he can find any job he wants and no wizard would dare to cause trouble for him.

Therefore, instead of wasting time encouraging house-elves to liberate themselves, it would be better to join this department after graduation to implement the treatment of house-elves and prevent them from being abused.

Even if you fail, you won't suffer any loss.

He got an office with good salary but only worked for free. If it weren't for Newt's heroic deeds, he wouldn't have gotten the job.

As Bagir thought this, he quickened his pace.

"Hey! Slow down, I can't eat anymore." Ron put sausage and egg on toast to make a sandwich, and ran behind while eating with relish.

Although he said this, the swallowing action in his mouth and throat did not stop.

Harry had to slow down and carefully hand over the milk jug in his hand, "Be careful not to choke."

Just like that, when Ron drank the last sip of milk, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher arrived.

Hermione quickly pulled Bagel to sit in the front row.

Ron was touching her belly contentedly like a pregnant woman. However, the satisfaction that was almost like being a mother disappeared in an instant and her face drooped.

The same goes for Harry.

The two had no choice but to sit in the first row in the middle under Hermione's warning look.

Take out your own copy of Dark Powers: A Guide to Self-Defense.

Ten minutes later, there were still twenty minutes left before class started.

Many students have entered the classroom one after another.

Among them were Draco, Crabbe and Goyle.

But this time, they didn't bother to provoke Harry.

The three of them walked straight to the last empty row on the left, took out books, and tried to cover their faces.

But Crabbe and Goyle's efforts were clearly in vain.

Michael Corner from Ravenclaw looked disgusted and quickly changed his seat.

Crabbe's father and Crabbe have exactly the same face, which makes everyone unable to look at Crabbe.

And Crabbe is like this.

All over the world, Fudge, who had licked old Crabbe's excrement, was now even more exaggerated.

In the Minister of Magic's office.

Fudge gasped. Even now he could not forget the bitter, salty and sour taste.

And that fat face of old Crabbe.

He could not forget the strange looks and whispers from the people around him in his dreams at midnight.

Even if he killed those Death Eaters and made a large sum of gold Galleons, it would not be able to make up for his mental loss.

Most importantly, his orders were taken less and less seriously by others.

His position, the Minister for Magic.
"Umbridge! Are you laughing at me?"

Fudge roared, drooling all over Umbridge's face.

But she didn't dare close her eyes and could only endure it with a fake smile.

He lowered his head and said, "I wonder if this is a conspiracy."

"You think, those Death Eaters——"

"What Death Eaters?" Fudge's face darkened.

"Ah, I mean the respectable people headed by the Malfoy family," Umbridge quickly corrected. "With their level of magic, who can easily subdue them without alerting others?"

"You mean," Fudge's face became even uglier, "Albus Dumbledore."

Umbridge closed her mouth. There was no need for her to add anything further.

All she had to do was listen.

"Yes, it can only be him."

"Who wouldn't want to be a minister?"

"It's nothing more than that you think I'm easy to control, and you don't want to give up the position of Hogwarts Headmaster, which is more influential than the Minister."

"Just a warning this time. Warn me against getting too close to the Death Eaters."

"While demonstrating his strength, it also creates a gap between me and Malfoy and the others."

"Albus Dumbledore!"

This time, Fudge's voice was trembling and his face was red with anger.

"Umbridge!" He looked up instantly.

Umbridge was startled by this look, which contained hatred and immense anger that seemed to want to devour her alive.

Fudge took a deep breath and regained his usual friendly expression. "Dolores, please help me keep an eye on Headmaster Dumbledore. It's easy for mistakes to happen in the Triwizard Tournament, and Dumbledore is old."

"Yes!" Umbridge's affected voice contained an undisguised joy.

That way, she could fulfill her dream of becoming the headmaster of Hogwarts.
Bagir didn't pay attention to what happened here.

However, if he knew, he would not be surprised.

The only reason they dared to target Dumbledore was because Dumbledore was a good man.

They didn't dare to target old Crabbe, who was like Ben from the Malfoy family and was in the second tier of Death Eaters and was willing to make him eat shit. It was because they were Death Eaters and if they were pushed into a corner, they would really kill people and resort to underhanded tactics.

Besides, the movie version of Fudge is inherently more daring.

In the novel version, Fudge dared to approach Lucius Malfoy and accept his political donations only after he broke with Dumbledore.
The movie version of Fudge openly invited Lucius Malfoy and his family to watch the game and even provided them with a private box.

In fact, we can see this from the difference between the novel version of Arthur and the movie version.

The novel version of Arthur was ridiculed by his family and dared to beat Lucius directly.

In the movie version, he forced a smile and just glared at Lucius Malfoy without saying a word.

In the movie version, Lucius Malfoy dared to openly attack Harry with his cane and recited Avada Kedavra, the most dangerous of the Unforgivable Curses, at Harry in front of the headmaster's office.

It can only be said that the movie version of Lucius Malfoy had already been connected with Fudge, so he was so confident. The movie version of Dumbledore seems to have a bad temper, but he is also more "cowardly".

He was afraid of power and dared not to interfere in anything of the Ministry of Magic. Even the parts that could have an impact on the Ministry of Magic within the normal scope of his authority as the Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot were ignored.

As a result, Arthur Weasley had to endure it in order to work and support his family, and he dared not offend the Minister of Magic's guest.

However, even though Bagel saw what happened in the Minister of Magic's office, he had no time to care.

Because, Moody's distinctive thumping footsteps were coming down the corridor.

Compared to Fudge and Umbridge, who can now be solved with a killing curse.

Still, little Crouch, who has a Doctor Who face and likes to make faces, is more interesting.

After Crouch Jr. couldn't see through him with his magic eye, would he take the initiative to target him?

He had long wanted to take advantage of this situation to get mad!

He had long been tired of the campus life where no one dared to offend him.

In the previous world, it was because Dumbledore was his brother-in-law and he had to give him face.

There are also various miscellaneous reasons such as Professor McGonagall.

But this world.
Hmm. Should I just give him a Cruciatus Surgery or turn him into a ferret?

Bajir rubbed his hands, his eyes full of anticipation.

Not everyone is like Baqir, though.

Ron now regretted why he sat in the first row.

This allowed him to see Mad-Eye Moody's face so clearly and smell his strong scent.

I almost vomited the mixture of sandwich and milk I just ate.

Harry's nostrils twitched, as if there was something familiar about Moody's scent.

But when he smelled it carefully, he smelled nothing except body odor and a hint of alcohol.

"Alastor Moody, former Auror, disaffected with the Ministry of Magic."

To the disappointed eyes of Bagel and the awe of others, Moody made light anti-government remarks.

"Your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"I'm here because Dumbledore asked me to teach, that's all, nothing more."

What follows is exactly as it happened in the movie.

Mentions the three unforgivable curses.

Ask questions.

Still scolding Seamus.

When asked what the three unforgivable things were, after Ron answered the Imperius Curse, he enlarged the spider and controlled it with the Imperius Curse.

While the girls in the classroom were paying more attention to Bagir, Moody ignored him.

This was true even when Baqir looked back defiantly.

The only difference was that 'Moody' spared Draco, and instead moved the spider to Crabbe's face with an extra sarcasm, "Hold your ass shut, that's not Fudge's face underneath you."

Crabbe's face flushed, and Draco and Goyle also lowered their heads.

"Many wizards," Moody looked directly at Draco and the others this time, "claim that the reason they obeyed You-Know-Who's orders was because they were under the Imperius Curse. But the problem is, how do we know who is lying?"

At this moment, everyone else in the classroom also looked at them, including Pansy, Hannah, Susan and others who had been staring at Bagel's face in a daze.

They all recalled what happened in the World Cup and those faces that were exposed to everyone.

Without exception, they all claimed to be under the Imperius Curse.

"I think you all know the answer." Moody laughed.

He laughed for a long time, until Draco and the other two almost had to crawl under the table, then he smacked his lips.

Reluctantly, he continued the lesson, "Who else? I mean the other two with the Unforgivable Curses. Come on."

"Someone in the classroom should know very well."

Almost everyone thought that Moody was referring to Draco and the other three.

But Bagel noticed that the blue pupil of the magic eye was facing Neville.

Among the four people who tortured Mad Neville's parents was Barty Crouch Jr.

As the murderer, he seemed very excited to see the victim's son's face that looked so similar to his own.

"It's really disgusting, they've even raised the flag." Baqir frowned.

The slight fondness I had for Doctor Who's face disappeared in an instant.

'Demonstrate the Cruciatus Curse now, so I can use Neville and Hermione as an excuse to teach you a lesson.'

A bad orange is a bad orange.

Neville raised his hand in agreement, but his hand wasn't even halfway raised.

Moody couldn't wait, "Your name is Longbottom, stand up."

There was suppressed excitement in his voice.

Harry frowned because of the smell and because he was sitting very close to Moody in the first row. He realized something was wrong.

After being with Ron, the sensitivity to other people's emotions that had been buried since childhood seemed to be revived.

'Moody' wasn't paying attention to Harry at the moment, his healthy eyes looking out across the classroom.

The evil eye looked at his perfect work almost greedily.

His cowardice and every little timid expression made him feel as if every inch of his nerves were being massaged.

"Teacher Sprout told me that you have a talent for Herbology."

He didn't notice that he was betraying his extra attention to Neville.

He needn't pay attention.

Neville's parents were both Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Same with Moody.

These extra attentions are not extra.

Neville was encouraged, and his tone rose a little, "There is also a spell called the Cruciatus Curse."

"Correct, correct, come, come." Moody quickly asked Neville to come on stage.

He wanted to observe his expression closely.

“Very dangerous.”

"A tormenting spell."

The wand seemed to sense its master's excitement and trembled, pointing at the spider.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

Immediately, the spider's legs began to shake wildly.

A shrill squeak was heard.

Neville's expression also began to distort, as if he was the one under the curse.

"Stop! Can't you see how miserable Neville is? Stop!" Hermione yelled. Hannah behind her was also very concerned and distressed.

'Moody' wakes up: Oh no, I forgot I was still playing Moody.

He quickly tried to stop the magic and take back his wand.

But it was too late.

Bajir stood up and a bright light flashed.

Moody was hanging upside down in the air, the bottle in his arms fell, and the liquid inside spilled all over the ground and flowed to Harry's legs.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear what Hermione said?" Bagel smiled happily.

Haha! I finally let off some steam, but it's a pity I can't use the Cruciatus Curse.

(End of this chapter)