Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

It's really too ridiculous, Moody, such a person pretended by Voldemort's fanatical believer Barty Crouch Jr., actually reminded himself sincerely not to abuse black magic! ?

It's either that Barty Jr., a lunatic who plays Moody, has been schizophrenic, causing himself to get too deep into the play.

Either this Moody in front of me is the real thing!

Mike really misses the Marauder's Map at the moment. If the Marauder's Map is still in his hands, he wouldn't have to be so entangled now. He just needs to open the Marauder's Map and look at it, and everything will be very clear.

It's a pity that the Marauder's Map was taken away by Dumbledore after the incident with Peter Pettigrew. The reason was to prevent some people with ulterior motives from using this map to make pranks.

Logically speaking, Dumbledore, who is holding the Marauder's Map, should have improved his grasp of Hogwarts. If Moody is a fake, he should be the first to find out.

But Dumbledore was silent.

This does not mean that Moody is real, because Dumbledore is an old guy, Mike really can't figure out his intentions.

Just like in the original book, he obviously had several chances to stop Voldemort from resurrecting, and even after Voldemort's resurrection, he could still come out and raise his arms, and the power to integrate the entire wizarding world of the corrupt country will have just recovered and has not yet returned to its peak Voldemort strangled again.

But he blindly indulged until Voldemort returned completely, and he himself died.

Mike was a little hard to understand. After all, he was not a fan of the original Harry Potter. Although he had read it many times, he didn't look for the so-called in-depth analysis, nor did he pay attention to the TV programs of the original author.

Therefore, in his previous life, he classified these incomprehensible contents as the needs of the plot.

People wanted to see Harry Potter defeat Voldemort, so the author did just that.

But now Mike himself is in the old story, and he has made a lot of changes to the story.

So now, he really can't see through Dumbledore.

In desperation, Mike could only continue to observe Moody in order to find his flaws.

A person is not immune to scrutiny and observation, even if that person is a former veteran Auror with the same vigilance he is now.

So after a period of observation by the members of the Freemasonry, a complete Moody's observation report appeared in front of everyone in the Freemasonry.

Moody's daily routine is very regular. He goes to bed at ten o'clock in the evening and wakes up at six o'clock in the morning. He has to wake up several times during the night without exception.

When he sleeps, he will arrange a large number of traps around him, among which, in addition to the early warning ones, there are many that can directly kill people. And when Moody sleeps, he will only close his good eye, and the other magic eye is still open, and it keeps scanning around, as if it is a night watch for Moody.

There are many things hidden in the thick clothes on Moody's body, ranging from potions that can heal wounds, poison that can kill a dragon, to whips and knives, etc., and the most common thing that big guys see is a portable flagon.

He is like an old alcoholic, even when dining with Dumbledore, he will use complicated methods to test for drugs first, and then eat with the wine in the jug.

Everyone thought that the jug should be wine, but Mike thought that the jug should be compound potion (a potion that can turn people into another person),

After all, if Barty Jr. wants to show people the appearance of Moody 24 hours a day, he needs to use Compound Potion every once in a while.

However, when a warrior stood up and intentionally knocked over Moody's flagon, everyone was shocked to find that the flagon contained neither wine nor potion, but Dolphin's magic drink, or the Quidditch The doping version of Odd Athletes.

After punishing the warrior who knocked over his flagon, Moody also answered the question of why he drank it.

"I need to be alert all the time, but I'm old and I don't have enough energy. So, I need this thing to refresh me."

These are the exact words of Moody.

Mike was stunned when he heard this sentence. After all, this proved once again that the Moody who is now at Hogwarts seems to be the real thing.

So where did Barty Jr. go?

Mike didn't know.

Moody was also aware of the spying of the members of the Mutual Aid Society during this period of time. After all, the members of the Mutual Aid Society were just a group of students, and he was a little tender in front of a professionally trained Auror like him.

But he acted like he didn't know anything and continued to attend class.

And as time progressed, Moody's first round of classes was finally over.

During this period, although many people were protesting to Dumbledore, saying that Moody's teaching method was too cruel, and some even handed over the report letter to the Ministry of Magic.

But Moody himself insisted on going his own way, showing the three unforgivable curses to every student in every school and every grade.

And in the second Defense Against the Dark Arts class to Ravenclaw, he finally fulfilled the promise he made in the first class and began to teach everyone to resist the Imperius Curse.

However, the method he gave to resist the Imperius Curse was as direct as ever, with his strong personal characteristics as always.

"The easiest way to resist the Imperius Curse is to get used to it. After being controlled by the Imperius Curse many times, you will become resistant to it, so it will not be so easy for it to control you next time."

After finishing this passage, he began to let the students step forward one by one to bear the Imperius Curse he had released.

Moody was right, but he wasn't entirely right.

The Imperius Curse is indeed very strong as one of the three unforgivable curses, and it is true that being controlled by the Imperius Curse many times will produce resistance, but this is not the only way to resist the Imperius Curse.

The safest way should be to gradually improve your willpower and mental strength. As long as your two abilities are strong enough, you can break free from the control of the Imperius Curse.

Generally speaking, these two abilities are born, and a few people with strong beliefs will also have special willpower.

But it is too difficult to increase willpower and mental power stably for a long time.

Even Mike currently only knows two methods.

That is Occlumency spells and meditation.

Therefore, to a certain extent, Moody's method is also correct, but it is a little eager for quick success and quick profit, and it does not look very optimistic.

Like what he's doing to Mike's Ravenclaw fourth year right now.

"Alright, next one!"

Moody spoke with some disinterestedness, and at the same time flicked his wand lightly, the unlucky guy who had been hit by the Imperius Curse woke up.

The unlucky guy had a dazed look on his face, and there was a burst of laughter from a small area under the podium.

Franklin didn't laugh, even though the hapless guy was hilarious on the podium imitating the belly-squeezing movements of Egyptian dancers.

Because he is the next unlucky guy.

"Come on, who's next?"

Moody urged impatiently on the podium, while Franklin glanced at Mike at the side when he heard the words, then gritted his teeth, and came to the podium like a warrior rushing to the battlefield.

Seeing a black man with a strong body coming up, Moody perked up a little, with a playful smile on his face.

Afterwards, without any nonsense, he took out his wand and pointed it at Franklin.

"The soul is out of the body."

A hoarse, ugly spell came from Moody's mouth, and at the same time a faint mist enveloped Franklin's head.

Almost in an instant, Franklin, who was still tense all over his body, relaxed, and even those bulging muscles relaxed.

Franklin's eyes were straight, his pupils were dilated, and his eyes were looking forward without focus.

Moody, on the other hand, frowned and pursed his lips, as if he was thinking about what he wanted Franklin to do.

Finally, as if he had thought of some good idea, Moody laughed and snapped his fingers in the air with his free left hand.

"Snapped!"

The snap of fingers activated Franklin like a switch.

Franklin started to move. He took off his shirt first. The weather was already very cold, but Franklin still took off all the clothes on his upper body without any hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, Franklin turned around, facing the crowd under the podium, bent his knees, and made a movement similar to a zama step. He hammered hard on his chest, making a dull knocking sound.

"Oooooohoo!"

Franklin's lips turned outward and made strange noises, combined with his current movements and expressions, it made him look like a chimpanzee courting a mate.

"Hahahahaha!"

A burst of laughter rang out from the classroom, almost frightening Filch, who was cleaning the ceiling on the scaffolding not far outside the classroom, fell down in fright.

Moody is also laughing, his laugh is ugly, and the way he laughs is ugly, but he is still smiling at the moment, very smug.

Mike's expression was so gloomy that he could almost drip water.

People who are under control will be punished with various shameful actions. This is the default. If it’s just a normal dance, sing a song or learn to bark, it’s fine, but now Moody actually uses This sensitive way of humiliating his friend is completely unacceptable to him.

"All curses end!"

The unique voice of the voice-changing boy came out of Mike's mouth, and at the same time, a band of light shot out from the tip of the blackthorn wand, enveloping Franklin completely.

The effect of the Imperius Curse was dispelled, and Franklin looked around suspiciously. After realizing that he was not wearing a shirt, he hurriedly picked up his clothes and put them on.

The laughter under the podium stopped abruptly, and everyone was shocked by this sudden change.

Moody, on the other hand, stared at Mike dissatisfied, as if blaming him for interrupting the little bit of fun he had finally found.

Mike didn't blame Moody, because he knew it was useless, he just walked to the podium, patted Franklin who was still in a daze, and then said to Moody:

"Let me come next."

A look of surprise appeared on Moody's face, and then he changed into an expression of excitement.

"Oh! Our big star can't wait anymore? Well then, since you're in such a hurry, then... the soul is out of your body!"

Moody launched a surprise attack, and the Imperius Curse he released this time was infinitely more powerful than the one used on Franklin before. In an instant, a large amount of magic power invisible to ordinary people covered Mike's entire body. All shrouded in it.

Franklin, who hadn't had time to get back to his seat, felt tense. Mike was different from him. He would at most be laughed at when he went up to throw someone up, but Mike was the actual leader of the Freemasonry and Mutual Aid Society. If he was in public If he made a fool of himself, it would be a major blow to his prestige.

But the worst that Franklin expected did not happen. Mike, who was hit by the Imperius Curse, still had clear eyes and even smiled at Moody.

This smile, to Moody, looked like a complete mockery.

Laughing at him for not eating enough, even a fourteen-year-old child can't control it.

Ever since, Moody used the Imperius Curse on Mike over and over again as if he had a convulsion.

Moody's efforts seemed to have had an effect, Mike's brows were tightly wrinkled, and at the same time, a look of pain appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Moody was even more excited, and the wand in his hand was almost left behind by him.

Gradually, Mike's pupils dilated, and his frowning eyebrows relaxed.

"call!"

Moody wiped the sweat from his forehead. The willpower of the young man in front of him was frighteningly strong, but he was still a bit weak in front of him.

Just like when he controlled Franklin last time, Moody began to meditate, but at this moment, Mike, who had blank eyes and a dull expression, moved.

He slowly took out his wand from his arms and pointed it at Moody, and at the same time said in a sleepy tone:

"The soul is out of the body."

The mist drifted in, and before the pensive Moody could react, his eyes became as dull as Mike's.

Immediately afterwards, Moody danced the ballet, using his long-lost prosthetic leg, which was now only supported by a wooden stick, spinning like a top, with a look of intoxication.

Moody's body is relatively fat, and he is not tall. This kind of person is not suitable for ballet, because even if your movements are standard, in the eyes of the audience, you are just a funny fat swan.

"Puff! Ha...hahahahaha!"

Finally, a girl still couldn't help laughing out loud, and then, like an infectious disease, there was another shocking laughter in the classroom.

And the volume is higher than that of Franklin before.

Moody still danced ecstatically, but after all, he was a former senior Auror who had experienced bloody storms. Not only was he strong in willpower, but he had also been controlled by the Imperius Curse not once or twice, and had already developed resistance.

So, he woke up quickly.

The students were still laughing, even when they found Moody glaring at them.

It's not that they are not afraid of Moody, but that they simply can't stop.

Amidst the laughter, Moody looked sullenly at Mike on the podium.

At this moment, Mike also came to his senses, facing him with an innocent and flustered expression, and said:

"Professor, did I...do something just now?"

Suddenly, Moody had an urge to vomit blood.