Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 188: Get off the horse

"You may be a little surprised, why you are treated differently from other colleges." Moody scanned the surrounding students majesticly, "That's because your elders and predecessors are not competitive enough."

Moody showed a grinning expression at this moment, seeming inexplicably cruel. "If you had heard of me, you would know that half of the prisoners of Azkaban were filled by me."

At this time, Moody's tone became more and more proud. Maybe it was recalling something, maybe that period did not belong to his glorious years?

"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's Moody's normal eyeball or a weird monster Both eyes exuded a terrifying aura, and these Slytherin students all felt a sense of hostility.

"This class is specifically aimed at correcting your thoughts. Some of you parents are not necessarily decent people. I doubt very much what my current students will be under their education. , I don’t want to teach a group of dark wizards to use the skills learned from me to do evil."

He paused here. "Of course, what I don't want is that one day I need to personally arrest the students I have taught." Moody said meaningfully.

"This is prejudice!" a student stood up and said loudly.

"If you insist on saying this, then I don’t mind if you think so. Also, I now suspect that your widow’s mother, who has remarried seven times, is suspected of murder to obtain the man’s assets through inheritance, will There are also many doubts, and I will go back to investigate it the next day, Mr. Blaise." Moody glared at him fiercely. The student seemed to be frightened, and immediately sat back in his position, in a cold sweat. I dare not say another word.

"Next, I will do some quizzes on you. You only need to answer me yes or no. It's very simple. I hope you answer truthfully."

While Moody said, he didn’t know that he took out a little gadget from his arms. It looked weird. It looked a bit like a golden TV antenna, but it was distorted so badly that it kept emitting softly. The buzzing sound.

"Yeah." Moody pretended to be careful and looked at the small object in his hand, with a tone of approval in his throat.

"Black Magic Detector, you will like it," he said.

"This little thing is very useful. It trembles when it detects conspiracy and lies." Moody shook his head slightly. Unfortunately, your principal didn't allow me to use Veritaserum. That's right. It is to deal with criminals. "

"So, I put a second place and chose my own gadgets."

"Nott!" Moody roared suddenly.

"In the past, have you used black magic that is strictly forbidden at Hogwarts at home or off campus?"

"No. No." The boy stood up suddenly, stuttering a little.

The antenna suddenly started humming.

"You're lying, I'll give you another chance." Moody yelled harshly.

"I...I'm..." Then the poor student seemed to have been robbed of his mind. He pours beans out of a bamboo tube, and even added some categories that were not what Moody's asked about, such as others. What kind of pranks, even the little things like taking a sneak peek at other people's test papers in the final exam last semester, can clearly explain it.

"Heh." Moody didn't know what his mood was, and he even laughed.

"Next." His gaze condensed, and he wrote and drew on the roster with a quill, and then said.

The student sat down limply, and he suspected that he would be taken away at any time.

The following class seemed to have become a trial conference, and students were crying and confessing their crimes.

"Draco Malfoy." At this moment Moody called him.

"This is really boring." Malfoy sighed. He didn't expect that Moody's dismounting in the first class was so simple and rude. At the same time, he stood up and answered Moody's question.

"What do you want to ask? As far as I am concerned, your current identity is a teacher, not an Auror. Even if you are an Auror, your duty is only to capture the dark wizard, not to judge, let alone. This is not a courtroom, but a classroom." Malfoy titrates.

"Do you dare to run into me?" Moody's expression began to grow sullen, as if Malfoy had violated his taboo.

"Boy, don't think you can do whatever you want by helping me last year. I don't want to eat that set. Don't expect me to show mercy." Moody said viciously, the wooden prosthetic leg kept sending out awkwardly. The sound of the sound exerted invisible pressure on the student in front of him.

Malfoy's eyes are still steadfastly staring at Moody, but his heart is not as heavy and threatening as it appears on the surface. He fully understands what "Moody" wants to do at this time. , The man’s eyes were full of joking, as if laughing at the group of soft-footed students present.

But this can only be seen by Malfoy, who dared to look at Moody. The other students have long lost the courage to look at him and fight against him.

"Hey, don’t regret it. Even if Dumbledore asks me to treat you kindly, I still don’t mind to cross a little bit and give you a lesson. How about it? My polymorphism hasn’t been used for a long time. The hands are a bit raw, do you want to try it? Mr. Malfoy." Moody stomped his cane. "How about the ferret, I think it matches you very well."

"I'm just fighting for the rights we deserve." Malfoy said without giving up, his gray eyes staring at the terrible evil eye quietly. "If you insist on using this method to cross the border to exercise rights that are not yours, I can only resist." Malfoy took out his wand from behind and made a pose ready for a duel.

"Heh." After a silent confrontation, Moody suddenly let out a chuckle. The students in the seat thought he was smirking, just when everyone thought that the student-teacher battle was about to begin. , A surprising thing happened.

Moody began to clap his hands unexpectedly, his eyes full of approval.

"This is what I really want to teach you today. Dare to resist authority. At some point in the future, you may encounter enemies that are more powerful and powerful than you. But by then, I don’t want to You just have to catch it. The key to defense against the dark arts is largely the same as the tricks used by dark arts, that is, willpower."

Moody said in a deep voice.

"Today I obviously violated your privacy. Student, who is not curious about some evil curses? But this is actually not the reason why I can abuse you lynching."

"You should know how to resist authority at the right time~IndoMTL.com~. When the real black wizard threatens your safety, will you still obey my unreasonable demands as you do today? "

"Your performance barely passed today, and Mr. Malfoy stepped forward to prevent you from being wiped out." Moody nodded and said.

"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 track. I hope you can remember that in addition to Azkaban, there is a prison called Newmondgard. , There is a sentence written on the stone tablet above-for the greater good, the person who said this sentence is now dying alone in that prison, killing his little time."

"The position is very important, um, very important." Moody shook his head and repeated it again. "Your choice will determine whether what you do is meaningful." Moody said meaningfully.

"Okay, that's all for this class." Moody's and Slytherin students heard a low bell at the same time, so he announced the end of get out of class.

Except for Malfoy, all the students present were relieved as if they were relieved. This lesson left a deep impression on them.

"Yes, there's something else." When Moody's prosthetic leg stepped out of the classroom threshold first, his hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and everyone was startled.

"For those students who took the initiative to admit their mistakes just now, I will pick a few that I still remember and tell the vice principal. She must be very interested in them. Cheating on exams? Copying homework? Oh, it's really interesting. A rare smile appeared on Moody's face, the wrinkles and scars on his face were squeezed into a ball, which looked abnormally distorted, but he himself seemed to enjoy it.

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