Chapter 551 (1/2)
The little wizard who came out of the defense against the dark arts classroom looked more or less strange.
Moody told them it was a sequel to the curse.
It's a bit scary, but I've seen one of the three unforgivable charms in Hogwarts, and it's always something that Hogwarts students can talk about for a long time.
”Listen to him, like that.”
Harry said, ”it's like we're all going to be attacked at any time.”
”Ah, I know.” Ron said he jumped the stairs two steps, and he was much worse at the spell than Harry, although Moody and assured him that by lunch the symptoms would disappear.
”He always imagined,” Ron glanced nervously behind him, sure moody couldn't hear. No wonder the people in the Ministry of magic were happy to get rid of him. Did you hear what he told Simms? As for how he retaliates against the witch who spat in his back on April Fool's day, when do we have to finish reading the book against the curse of the soul snatcher and finish other assignments? ”
For Ron's words, van Lin does not want to deny that the original Moody's is like this, a strong sense of revenge and power.
All the fourth graders noticed a significant increase in the amount of homework they had done.
When Professor McGonagall gave a lot of transfiguration homework, which attracted a loud protest from the whole class, she explained why.
”You are now in a very important stage of magic education!” She told them that their eyes flashed brightly behind the square lenses, ”your ordinary wizard level test is approaching -”
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we only need to test it in fifth grade!” Thomas said indignantly.
”Not necessarily, Thomas, believe me, you should be ready for everything you can!
Only Miss Granger and Mr. al succeeded in turning a porcupine into a satisfactory pinprick. I must remind you, Thomas, that your pinprick bounces in horror when someone else approaches it! ”
Hermione, blushed again, as if trying not to look too happy.
As for Fanlin Skin is something that needs to be exercised.
In the next prophecy class, Professor Trelawney said that Harry and Ron got the highest marks in their homework, which made them laugh. She read most of their praise. They met the evil luck fearlessly, but when she asked them to make predictions for the next month, they were not happy because they could not think of any disaster.
At the same time, Professor Spence taught magic to write weekly articles about the 18th century goblin rebellion. (it should be said that things are uprising, after all, the eyes have gained equal status!)
Professor Snape forced them to study the antidote, and they didn't dare to take it lightly because he suggested that a student might be poisoned before Christmas to test whether their antidote worked.
Professor Villefort told them to read three more books in preparation for the summoning spell lesson.
Even Hagrid added to their burden. The flaming Pomacea grew so fast that no one noticed what they ate.
Hagrid was happy about this, and as part of their ”project,” he suggested that they go to his hut every other night to observe the snails and record their unusual behavior.
”I won't,” Draco Malfoy said directly, feeling as if Hagrid's suggestion was that Santa had taken a particularly large toy from his bag. ”Thank God I've had enough of these birds in class.”
The smile on Hagrid's face disappeared.
”You have to do what I tell you, or I'll learn from Professor moody I hear you're acting like a ferret, Malfoy
The class laughed and Malfoy flushed with anger, but it was clear that the thought of Moody's punishment was enough to make him unable to reply.
After class, several people happily returned to the castle, and it was particularly satisfying to see Hagrid holding down Malfoy. Especially because Malfoy tried to get Hagrid fired the previous year.
However, heavy work does not constitute any pressure, but it greatly reduces van Lin's time
This, in his opinion, is the worst thing.
Maybe he should apply for graduation?
It's a strange idea.
When they got to the front hall, they found that they couldn't move forward, because there was a large group of students gathered around a big billboard under the fifth staircase of Dali. The tallest of them was Ron. He stood on tiptoe, passed the people in front of them, and read aloud to the other three
”participants in the three witches' game, representatives of busbarton and demstrand It will arrive at 6:00 on Friday, October 30, and the class will end half an hour ahead of schedule. ”
”All right Harry said, ”Friday's last session is potions, and Snape won't have time to poison us!”
”Before the welcome banquet, students must put their schoolbags and textbooks back in their dormitories, and then gather in front of the castle gate to welcome guests.”
”Only one week!” Eni McMillan of huffpav had a twinkle in his eyes, and out of the crowd came ”digori, you know? I think I have to tell him... ””Digory?” Ron asked blankly, Eni had run away.
”It's the chase.” Harry said, ”he's going to get into the game.”