Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry

Chapter 261 259. That magic eye can see through clothes.
It began to rain outside the castle, and soon the light rain turned into heavy rain, accompanied by thunder and lightning and strong wind from time to time.

But this has no effect on the little wizards sitting inside the castle.

The sorting ceremony ended soon, and Dumbledore didn't seem to intend to wait for the newly arrived wizard, and announced the start of the meal.

Portions of exquisite, delicious, and steaming food emerged from the long table one by one.

These are made by the house-elves at Hogwarts Castle.

When Dudley cut a piece of lamb chops and was about to enjoy it, the door of the restaurant was pushed open roughly.

All the teachers and students looked out the door in unison.

A wizard with slightly thinning hair, who looked a bit elderly, appeared outside the door of the restaurant, wet all over, and looked like he had been drenched in a lot of rain.

He was leaning on a heavy crutch in his hand, and every time he touched the ground, he could make a dull sound, leaving a pool of water stains.

His eye is precisely the one on the left, not to mention protruding outwards, looking around 360 degrees like a monitor, looking very scary.

His face looked bruised and rotten, especially a large piece of flesh was missing from the nose.

Mad-Eye Moody, a former Auror. An old wizard who once made great achievements for the Ministry of Magic. He captured half of the prisoners in Azkaban himself.

There was no expression on Moody's face, neither joy nor anger, exuding the aura of no one allowed in, he limped towards the professor's seat in front of all the teachers and students without paying attention.

The little wizards, especially the newly registered first graders, were intimidated by his aura and didn't even dare to breathe.

"Hermione, it's getting cold in here. Put this on."

The moment the one-eyed wizard opened the door, Dudley thoughtfully put on a coat for Hermione.

The reason.
According to the setting, Mad-Eye Moody's strangely moving left eye is not a normal eyeball, but an artificial magic eye.

Able to see everything around him, through walls, clothing, the back of his own head, and even an invisibility cloak.

Theoretically speaking, all the little wizards present were naked in front of him.

Fortunately, this guy is not a wretched character, let alone a gentleman (transformer).

Hmm. The current guy playing the role of 'Moody' is probably just crazy too.

Moody glanced around, and finally paused for half a second when his eyes fell on Dudley, to be precise, on him and Hermione.

His 'magic eyes' that could see through the camouflage failed unexpectedly.

Moody didn't know why this happened, but it was obviously not the time to talk about this, so Dumbledore walked away immediately after looking around.

Dumbledore stepped forward to greet this 'old friend' warmly.

If it is not that there is no candidate, he is actually not willing to invite this old friend out of the mountain. At his current age, staying at home and resting is the best choice
Well, the main reason is because Moody's takes things to extremes.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Alastor Moody, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

"If anyone in the senior class wants to become an Auror, everyone can learn from Professor Moody."

With Dumbledore's introduction, there was thunderous applause in the restaurant.

Moody's unique appearance has attracted the attention of many young wizards.

Many young wizards who knew about his deeds began to discuss everything below.

A model among the elite wizards among the Aurors, he has made countless contributions to the Ministry of Magic throughout his life, and has captured too many dark wizards to count.

Many young wizards were excited, especially the group of Gryffindors who wanted to catch the dark wizard with Moody, and determined to become an Auror after graduation.

But the strong is the strong and the strong is the strong. Whether it will teach people is another matter.

Everyone is curious about the teaching methods of the new professor and former elite Auror.

As long as it is [-]% of Professor Lu Ping's level, no, as long as it is [-]%.

The little wizards have lowered the professor's request again and again.

How could the worst professor compare to Lockhart?

Fourth grade Defense Against the Dark Arts is on Friday mornings, with a full week of other subjects in between.

Charms class, Transfiguration class, etc. are fine for the time being, the same gestures, detailed explanations of tones, basically nothing special except for learning new spells.

But the content of the protection of magical beasts class in the afternoon was quite exciting.

Hagrid has brought in a bunch of weird creatures.

It's sticky, white and gray, and it's hard to see where the head is. It's a creature like a shelled lobster.

The most important thing is that this thing exudes a smell of rotten fish and shrimp all the time.

Fried snails.

A brand new species bred from a manticore and a fire crab.

The key point is that Hagrid hasn't had time to register with the Ministry of Magic. Theoretically speaking, this is an illegal cultivation. If he insists on following the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, Hagrid can go to Azkaban eight times a year.

Full of joy, Hagrid asked the little wizards to form a group to adopt a Blast-tailed snail, as part of the Protection of Magical Beasts class this semester.

From his tone, I hope that the little wizards can make it into a growth diary.

By the way, although the danger level of the snail has not been determined by the Ministry of Magic, it is certain that its danger level is at the 4X level, and it has a certain degree of aggressiveness towards people, even if the little wizards are surrounded by a group of cubs , It is also very dangerous to get one wrong.

This kind of cross-species breeding magical creature has a characteristic, that is, its IQ is not very good, and the direct manifestation of its poor IQ is that once it goes crazy, even the owner will attack.

The most important thing is that this thing can be bad-tempered, even the same kind will attack or even kill and eat.

Except for Hagrid, who thought the snail was a cute creature that was too funny, the other young wizards didn't like this creature very much.

No way, Hagrid likes these dangerous things the most.

"Look at these cuties."

Hagrid took a piece of frog liver to tease the juvenile snail, but the latter not only didn't appreciate it, but also sprayed a small burst of explosive flames from its tail, which happened to be sprayed on the back of Hagrid's hand, and the flames burned with the explosion all the hair on Hagrid's hands, but he was amused.

Seeing this situation, the little wizards behind all backed away. They were not Hagrid, they were not so rough and thick. If this thing was sprayed on their hands, they would be moderately burned.

Dudley looked at the snail thoughtfully.

The attack power of an adult snail is quite good, it can grow to a height of ten feet (three meters), the solid armor on its body can also reflect magic spells, and it can spray explosive flames from its tail.

I just don't know if the snails are immune to the Imperius Curse.

Otherwise, forming a team composed of snails would be very destructive.

Bad temper, aggressiveness, indiscrimination between friend and foe, these problems are not farts in front of the Imperius Curse.

The days of studying passed quickly, and soon it was Friday
Today is the day of Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

(End of this chapter)