HP Magic Biography

No one expected Moody to come back, the former Auror, and his name was just mentioned in Malfoy's mouth.

It can be said that the people who play Moody's are really dedicated.

They prepared a lot of things in advance.

Moody's actions, Moody's character, and Moody's words and deeds are already Moody's aversion to the dark wizard.

This veteran Auror has been fighting against black magic. To be precise, Moody is more real than Crouch is coming.

He only targets dark wizards, and magic, he treats them equally as much as possible.

If he didn't agree with him, he took out his wand directly, which was in line with his identity.

Moody naturally knows where the family is nearby.

If it is Lucius standing here now, Fanlin thinks that Moody’s is not using the Transfiguration Curse, the Disarming Curse or the Stupefying Curse, or simply stop it for Lucius...

"Don't move..." Moody yelled.

"Don't move—what?" Harry said suspiciously.

"It's not about you-it's about him!" Moody snarled, and he looked very grumpy.

You can't imagine how a guy who relies on a prosthetic leg can walk so fast, even though he looks limping.

Moody walked over quickly, his palms wrapped around his shoulders and stretched out to Carat behind.

Clara just wanted to pick up the white mink, but when he saw Moody's hand, he froze there. He confided naturally.

Malfoy, Carat, and Gore, these families have a deep respect for Moody.

Moody's turning eyes can pass through his head like magic to see what is happening behind him.

Moody walked towards Carla, Gore and the sable.

After making a terrifying scream, the white mink began to run towards the dungeon.

"How does this work!" Moody growled, and his wand pointed at Sable again-it flew ten feet into the air, slapped him off, and then bounced again.

"I don't like people who attack behind the enemy," Modi yelled, and the little white mink bounced higher and higher, screaming in pain.

"Annoying, coward, despicable way..." Sable flew in the air, its legs and tail waving helplessly.

"Don't do this again!" Moody said utterly, and Sable dropped him heavily, then bounced into the air again.

"Professor Moody!" a surprised voice called.

Professor McGonagall is walking down the stairs, folding books in his hands.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall." Moody said calmly, bouncing the sable higher and higher.

"You...what are you doing?" Professor McGonagall asked, staring at the bouncing and falling sable.

"Teaching," Moody said.

"Teach...teaching...Professor Moody, then...is that a student?" Professor McGonagall screamed, and the book in his hand fell to the floor.

"In a way, yes." Moody said, he controlled Malfoy to spin and jump in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, Moody laughed.

Everyone laughed, it was very funny, no one was going to supervise Professor McGonagall.

Moody also seemed to be a little happy. He took two quick steps, then pulled Kara's pants apart, only to expand a space, and then the white mink fell into it.

Everyone laughed louder, and there was nothing more joyous than this.

"Don't do this!" Professor McGonagall called. She ran down the stairs and took out her magic wand.

A quarter of an hour later, with a scream, Draco Malfoy recovered his original shape and lay down on the floor in a ball, his blond hair seemed to have been ruined by someone, his face was pale, and he looked like he was in his trousers. The experience is really not that wonderful.

Malfoy stood up and drew back.

"Alastor, we can't use polymorphism to punish students." Professor McGonagall said sharply.

"Professor Dumbledore must have told you?"

"Yeah, he might have mentioned it." Moody said, scratching his chin indifferently.

"But I think a punishment is just right..."

"We can stay in class or tell the parents of the students!"

"I will do this." Moody looked at Malfoy with a look of dislike.

There were still tears in Malfoy's eyes from pain and humiliation. Staring fiercely at Moody, only the words "my dad" can be heard clearly.

"Oh, isn't it?" Moody said calmly, being pulled up several stairs, the dull sound of his wooden leg hitting the stone echoed in the dining room.

"Son, I know your old father... You tell him Moody is paying attention to his son... You tell me... Your parent is Lucius, right?"

"Yes." Malfoy said bitterly.

"Another old friend," Moody yelled, "I always wanted to talk to old Lucius...

Come on... "He grabbed Malfoy's upper arm and dragged him to the dungeon.

Professor McGonagall looked at their backs anxiously for a while, then waved his wand to make the fallen book fly back into her hands.

Moody's private teaching, this is really exciting.

When they were sitting at the dinner table a few minutes later, everyone around Fanlin was discussing the matter.

"Don't talk to me." Ron said nonchalantly.

"Why?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Because I want to remember that scene forever," Ron said, closing his eyes, the expression on his face stiff, "Draco Malfoy, that wonderful bouncing little sable..."

Everyone laughed. Hermione started to eat the steamed beef on their plate.

"But this will really hurt Malfoy," she said. "It's good for Professor McGonagall to come out and stop him—"

"Hermione!" Ron said angrily, and his eyes opened suddenly. "You are ruining the best moment of my life."

Hermione let out an impatient voice and started eating quickly.

"Don't tell me you are going to the library again tonight." Fanlin said while looking at her.

"Yes," Hermione said heavily, "There is a lot of work to do."

"But you tell us Professor Ward..."

Harry spoke, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.

"Not homework," Hermione said, and then she washed the dishes and left.

As soon as she left, Fredery took her chair.

"Moody!" He said ~www.readwn.com~ How'cool' he is! "

"It's not just'cool.'" George said, sitting across from Fred.

The "super cool" twins' good friend Lee Dan sat next to George and said, "We have his class this afternoon."

"How is his lecture?" Harry asked eagerly.

Fred, George and Lee exchanged meaningful glances.

"Never had such a class." Fred said.

"He knows." Li said.

"Know what?" Ron asked, turning sideways.

"Know what it would be like to do it out there?" George said.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked.

"How to defend against the dark wizard." Fred said, "This is really wonderful. If you get to his class, you will know it. It is absolutely useful."