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Looking at the disbelieving Moody, Augustus shook his head in disdain.

"Your thinking is too narrow, so it is destined that your level can only be limited to this. Also, there are many flaws in things like deformation."

Hearing Augustus' sarcastic words, Moody's face gradually showed horror, and the deformation that Augustus said seemed to mean something else.

"How could he have found out? Even Dumbledore didn't notice it at all, how did he find it!? Since he has already seen it, why didn't he expose me? What kind of attitude is this kid from the Black family holding!

For a time, countless thoughts passed through "Moody's" mind.

Voldemort did not tell him that he had suffered a great loss at the hands of Augustus, and also, how could Voldemort tell his men such a shameful thing.

This has also caused Barty Crouch Jr. to hesitate now. The Black family has always supported the Dark Lord, should such a genius be drawn to him?

But Augustus didn't care what he was thinking.

"Now, what you have to do is very simple. Apologize to Draco." Augustus said slowly, word by word, without a trace of expression on his face. The students of various colleges were in an uproar, and even a professor apologized to the students. As expected of the prince of Slytherin, he was indeed overbearing!

"You asked me to apologize to a student!?" Moody growled in disbelief. "Did you think this school was run by the Blacks? Despicable nobles, don't think that being pure blood can do whatever you want!"

Hearing the filthy cry of the fake, Augustus frowned unhappily.

"Very well, since you don't want to apologize, then I can only do it another way." Augustus said lightly.

Flicking his wand, an icy blue ray shot out instantly. Moody sensed the danger and shouted, "Armor."

The blue light entered within the range of Moody's body on Friday, and gradually slowed down. It seemed that it encountered a barrier, but it continued to rush forward!

As if his protection was not enough, Moody continued to cast several obstacles around him, with a radius of ten meters around him, it seemed that a layer of airtight fortress had been formed.

A disdainful smile twitched at the corner of Augustus's mouth, and for the first time cast a spell, he said, "Great Destruction!"

A majestic translucent energy suddenly emerged from the wand, a bit similar to dust, exuding the aura of annihilating everything!

The various barriers encountered along the way completely melted like a chicken and a dog, and flew all the way to Moody!

Moody's robe and wand in his hand were instantly melted away!

At the same time, Moody stayed in place, unable to move.

"What did you do?" Moody asked with difficulty, with a bitter tone in his voice, as he realized that he seemed to be under some kind of Imperius spell, and his body was completely out of control.

"Just to prevent you from resisting." Augustus waved his hand casually, indicating that he didn't need to be too nervous.

The wand was pointed at Moody, and a spell hit Moody, who was completely defenseless, without any flaws. A flash of light flashed, and Moody disappeared, leaving only a dirty little pig who was constantly arching.

Harry didn't know how to express his current feelings in words. Just now, he thought that this ferocious Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher would give Malfoy a lesson from Damn it, but now, the client and the victim It has been completely replaced. God knows how innocent a professor who has been turned into a pig is.

Just like him, the students from various colleges were onlookers. At this time, apart from mechanically watching the little pigs humming on the ground from time to time, they had no idea what to say. A professor was inexplicably surprised by the students. It's a little embarrassing to destroy a wand and turn into a pig.

Seeing Moody being teased like this by his cousin, Draco finally let out a bad breath.

"What are you doing around here?" At this moment, Professor McGonagall was coming down the marble stairs, holding a stack of books in his arms.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall." Augustus greeted Professor McGonagall with a calm face.

Professor McGonagall nodded, and his eyes shifted to the dirty little pig that was arching in the middle of the field with the crowd.

"What's the matter with this pig? Whose... pet?" Professor McGonagall asked in confusion, frowning tightly. When I came to school, I got so dirty.

Hermione appeared out of nowhere, and replied somewhat helplessly, "Professor, actually, that's Professor Moody."35

"My God!" cried Professor McGonagall, hurried down the stairs and drew out his wand. After a while, with the constant flashing light, the pigs on the ground were still pigs, and there was no sign of any change.

"What's the matter? Are you sure this is Professor Moody, not Hagrid's new livestock?" Mag looked at everyone in surprise. If she was really deformed, why did her spell have no effect.

The students looked at Augustus, and Professor McGonagall followed.

Augustus had a small smile on his face, "Let me come, Professor McGonagall." With a snap of his fingers, the little pig on the ground changed, and Moody's hunched body slowly stood up.

McGonagall looked at Moody in surprise. Although she didn't like seeing Moody very much, she still recognized the level of the other party. He would be turned into... a pig in school?

"Professor Moody?" McGonagall stepped forward with a questioning tone.

Moody's magical eyes cast a humiliating look at Augustus, his face was extremely ugly, and without a word, he turned and walked towards the castle.

McGonagall is really in a state of confusion. Moody doesn't seem to have the attitude of pursuing the real murderer at all. In this case, she is an outsider, and it seems that she is even less qualified to stand up for him. , McGonagall decided to find Hermione to find out about the situation.

"Senior, Moody is a professor after all, will doing this..." Hermione's tone was worried, although she also knew that Augustus was very powerful and didn't care about a so-called Auror, but in the school, the professor, still somewhat privileged.

"There's nothing to worry about. In the wizarding world, truth and power only obey power, and if I wasn't there just now, he would have only imagined what I did to deal with Draco. Besides, I don't think Dumbledore would come to trouble me.

Augustus said indifferently, "Moody", he was just a clown, if it wasn't useful, he would have been exposed long ago.

The weather is gradually getting cooler, the breath of autumn is slowly coming, and the empty sky is full of bleak winds. The next two days were uneventful, nothing special, except that Marcus had burned the cauldron in Potions class, which was the sixth cauldron he had burned.

There's nothing Augustus can do about it. This guy's talent in black magic is okay, but in potions... Hehe, it's just horrible. This guy was sent by Snape to disembowel a vat of long-horned toads, and when he came back, he was about to collapse.