After a period of fooling around, Allen and the others finally let go of the lifeless Hermione.
Leaving Hermione to recover from the effects of the thorns, and letting Penello, who had already lost interest in the confused Hermione, familiarize himself with the new Animagus state, Allen and Daisy began to discuss magic.
Allen found that although his sister was sometimes a little naive, her foundation in magic was still very solid, especially in the field of healing magic, which she was very talented.
Although the core of her wand was a unicorn, it was a pity that she did not like to turn into it. In addition, unicorns were not very strong in combat, otherwise Gaia's bloodline would have been very suitable for her.
Time always flew when one was busy and full.
"Hermione, Penello, don't register for Animagus for the time being." Before leaving, Allen reminded Hermione and Penello.
"Why?" Daisy wiped the sweat off her forehead and asked doubtfully. With this clever brother of hers, she was getting more and more lazy to think. If she were to ask the sorting hat again, she probably would not be assigned to Ravenclaw.
Allen smiled dotingly. His sister was sometimes like a younger sister, and he was more like her brother. Recently, Emily felt like she had grown up a little. In order to study at the Hogwarts starting next year, she had been preparing for the lessons in advance and pestering him to give her his wand in advance.
While Allen was in a daze, Hermione said to Lucy in a bad mood, "Because demon-hunting spiders and human-headed manticores have only appeared for a short time, and your Animagus form has turned into them. This is too conspicuous, and it will easily make people think that we have a way to turn into magic Animagus, which will lead to unnecessary trouble."
Daisy came to a sudden realization and nodded a little dejectedly. "Even the fourth grade students are much smarter than me."
"Actually, you'll probably only need to wait until the second half of the next semester before you can register. At that time, we won't care if others will connect the dots. This is different from summoning demons. This subversive and overly sensitive technology should wait for a while." Allen came back to his senses and added in an unnatural voice. He didn't expect that he would slap himself in the face right after he boasted to Penello that he was no longer afraid of others spying on him.
By the time Hermione managed to tidy up her messy hair and clothes and left the tower, it was already late. She had missed lunch, but Hermione, who had an empty stomach, did not want to miss the Defense Against Black Magic class.
Ever since Hermione knew that Moody was an imposter, she had always been wary of him. In his class, she had never stopped using the Brain Seal Technique.
Although she did not agree with the content of Professor Moody's lecture, she would never allow herself to miss such an important class.
Outside the Defense Against Black Magic class, Hermione bumped into Harry, who had hurried over.
Although Harry was a Warrior and did not need to study, he felt that he was not completely confident that he could get an O in the final exam. Besides, he liked the arrangement of using many wands in the Defense Against Black Magic class this year, so he still came to class from time to time.
The two of them hurried to their seats. As they had arrived late, their seats were not particularly good. The seats in front of them had already been taken by the young wizards who had lined up in advance.
Unlike most other classes, the young wizards did not take out their books. Instead, they placed their wands on the desks. Soon, they heard Moody's distinctive footsteps coming down the corridor. He walked into the classroom, looking as strange and scary as usual. They could just see his claw-like wooden foot peeking out from under his robe.
He stood at the door and looked around at the Gryffindor in their seats. His artificial eye stopped moving when he saw Harry.
"Students in the front, please stand up and stand back a little. This class will be a surprise. Unlike what I said last time, we will need a bigger venue for our practice," he said in a hoarse voice. He said gruffly as he struggled to stand on the podium with his crutches. Then, he directed the students in the first few rows to leave their seats and make way for an empty space.
"Oh, no, I also did a preview." Hermione sighed. She did not like to encounter these "surprises." But unlike Hermione, the Gryffindor excitedly exchanged glances and soon made a space.
"Many years ago, many wizards were controlled by the Soul Seizing Spell," Moody said. Harry knew that he was talking about the days when Lord Voldemort was at his most powerful. "It really kept the Ministry of Magic busy. They had to distinguish who was forced to act and who was acting according to their own wishes. Malfoy, your father was determined to be that person's subordinate because he was controlled by the Soul Seizing Curse. "Moody looked at Malfoy, who was a little afraid of him, maliciously.
"But Professor, this is against the rules of the Ministry of Magic. This is an unforgivable spell. No matter what the reason is, the person who uses it will be put in prison!" Hermione stood up and interrupted Moody's explanation. She did not know the purpose of the fake Moody changing the teaching plan at the last minute. She had secretly tried to use Mind Extraction on Moody before, but he was very cautious and used Brain Seal at all times. She could not get any useful information. But today, he was going to use the Soul Seizing Spell on the students!
"I have applied to Dumbledore, and he has agreed to let you experience it personally when I think it is appropriate." Moody looked at Hermione with his magic eye. "After all, your dance partner can't protect you at all times. Or are you going to complain to the Harris family? Just because I don't want you to experience it in a worse and more painful way? If you don't want to participate, you don't have to. I won't deduct points. "
"Well, next, I will take turns to recite the Soul Seizing Spell on each of you to demonstrate the magic of this spell. Let's see if you can resist its influence." Moody ignored Hermione. He clapped his hands and began to call the students to take turns to recite the Soul Seizing Spell on them.
Hermione saw that under the influence of the spell, the students one by one did the most abnormal actions. Dean? Thomas skipped around the classroom three times, singing nursery rhymes that only children could sing. Lavender? Brown imitated a squirrel. Neville performed a series of amazing gymnastics moves, which was absolutely impossible for him to do in his normal state. None of them seemed to be able to resist the spell. They all returned to normal after Moody removed the spell.
"Next, Potter." Moody pointed to Harry.
Hermione secretly held her wand in her hand, carefully guarding against any extra tricks that Moody might do to Harry. Now that she thought about it, it was obvious that he changed the lesson plan because he saw that Harry also attended the class at the last minute.
Harry, on the other hand, stood there with blank eyes for a long time. He bent his knees as if he wanted to jump on the table. In the end, he hit the table with his head and knocked it over.
"That's more like it," Moody shouted. Moody shouted. "Potter has almost resisted the curse. Let's try again. You should pay attention to his eyes. Very well, Potter, the Soul Seizing Spell is not so easy to manipulate! Let's try again … "
Hermione interrupted Moody again. "Professor, please let me try too." She was afraid that if he kept using the Soul Seizing Spell on Harry, it would affect him or secretly do something to him. Hermione raised her vigilance, her eyes wide open.
Moody shrugged at Hermione indifferently, then let go of Potter and motioned for Hermione to come closer. He then raised his wand, pointed at Hermione, and said, "Soul Ejection!"
Hermione felt as if she was floating, and the thoughts and worries in her mind were swept away. In a trance, she seemed to hear Professor Moody's voice: Imitate a chipmunk eating.
"No, that's too stupid!" Hermione only paused for a few seconds before her eyes regained clarity, and she sternly refused.
"You succeeded in defeating it immediately?" Moody's praise had a trace of doubt, and he looked at Hermione with a surprised look.
Although his plan had to be constantly adjusted because of Allen's scoring momentum in the game and the extra number of Warriors, it had recently been on the right track and was progressing in the expected direction.
He had to keep a low profile for a long time because he had embarrassed himself by teaching Malfoy a lesson. He had been prepared to escape at any time if he was discovered. But Allen was the one he was quite afraid of. Harris had no intention of finding trouble with him at all. In fact, it was not easy to see him except during games and meals.
This time, when he saw Harry in class, he was a little bolder. He could not help but change the original lesson plan to the teaching plan he had wanted to use when school started. Allen had not appeared in class for a long time, and Harry had come to him again. He did not want to miss this might be his last chance, so he decided to use it.
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