Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

After reading this, the students all looked at Dumbledore in front of the stage with admiration. This is their patron saint of Hogwarts, the existence of the backbone, and only one person can suppress the vicious group of Azkaban. Dark wizard, so they can't escape.August 1 Chinese W≠W≈W≥.≠8=1≤Z≥W≥.≤≥

Dumbledore accepted these adoration gazes, after all, he was used to it, and then he said to the students earnestly: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I hope you will remember this. I look forward to waiting. After you graduate, I can also read your good news from the Daily Prophet from time to time."

The students nodded excitedly.

"Then, now we should talk about some other things." Dumbledore's arms waved, as if stretched.

"The Dementors canceled their station at Hogwarts, which is a good thing for me. I don’t like dealing with those creatures, but for you, the guards to protect you are much less, and Black is still In a state of escape, and sneaking into the school from time to time, the portrait of the fat woman proves that it is not absolutely safe here. If it were not for the last time I had enough luck, I think the tragedy may have already occurred."

"We are not afraid!" a Gryffindor student said hastily, eager to prove his courage.

"Yes, we are not afraid." The rest of the students also responded.

"No, no, no, I don't want you to face the fugitive. A person should have a full understanding of his current situation, and he should not be arrogant or arrogant." Dumbledore groaned.

"Sirius Black, he was also a student of mine. He is very talented. He is almost impeccable except for some pranks." Dumbledore said in a nostalgic tone, while looking diagonally across. Lupin.

"I originally thought he would become a good Auror or other respected profession, but unfortunately, no. Most of you probably know what happened that year."

"What I need to say here is that he was first an adult wizard, an adult wizard with extremely high talents. When facing him, most of you will not be his opponents. It may be possible in time, but not now. , And he may have learned more profound and evil black magic. It is impossible for me to let an underage child face this kind of danger, not to mention that you are all my students. This is my responsibility."

"So, the dementor is gone, we need some other help." Dumbledore coughed lightly, drawing the attention of the students.

"My old friend, you come in, try not to scare my students, most of them are just children." Dumbledore's eyes looked towards the door, and he shouted out full of breath.

With a "bang", the door was suddenly knocked open, and a cold wind poured in, causing many students to tighten their robes.

A man stood at the door, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black travel cloak.Everyone in the auditorium turned to look at the stranger.

So they just felt cold on their bodies just now, and now even their hearts are starting to get cold.

The lights in the auditorium illuminate the person's face very vividly, as if it were carved from a piece of decaying wood, and the sculptor had only a vague concept of what a human face should be, and was not very good at using a carving knife.Every inch of skin on that face seemed to be scarred, his mouth looked like a big slanted opening, but the place where his nose should have been raised was missing.And the most frightening thing about this man is his eyes.

One of his eyes is very small, black and shiny; the other eye is big, round like a coin, and it is a bright blue.The blue eye kept moving without blinking, turning up and down, left and right, completely irrelevant to the normal eye—later, the blue eye turned over and got into the man’s head. Everyone can only see a big white eyeball.

The stranger's footsteps were quick, and he randomly chose a gap between the two tables and walked over, causing the students on both sides to move the stool back a few steps.

From the face of it, he really didn't look like a good person. A few students even started to tremble when they saw him.

"It should be a real guy now." Malfoy was a little surprised when he saw the person in front of him.

His identity is almost ready to be revealed-Mad-Eye Moody, that blue eye that is constantly swirling is his best proof of identity.

"How did he get that big eyeball? It feels very interesting." Compared to the avoidance of other students, Pansy developed a keen interest in the man in front of her, and she stared brightly. Moody's eyes asked Malfoy with interest.Maybe she thought it was a cool thing to turn her eyes so flexible.

"I don't know, but the only thing that is certain is that if you want to have such an eye, you have to dig out your normal eye first." Malfoy said helplessly, sometimes it is indeed difficult for him. Understand Pansy's brain circuit.

"Forget it, I thought it was just a prop. Handsome is handsome, but not pretty." Pansy shook his head disappointedly.

Moody walked over to Dumbledore.He stretched out a hand, and that hand was as scarred as his face.Dumbledore shook his hand and said something in a low voice, but the students didn't hear it clearly.He seemed to be asking the stranger about something. The stranger shook his head without a smile, and replied in a low voice.Dumbledore nodded and motioned the man to sit in an empty seat to his right.

He sat down, shook his head, and shook the gray long from his face. His normal eye looked straight ahead, as if staying, while the magic eye was turning around in the eye socket, looking at it. Everything around.

How the students at the table hope they are still eating now, then the man in front of him might take his disgusting eye to see the food.

"Allow me to introduce Mr. Moody who will be responsible for school safety in the coming days." Dumbledore said with a smile, then waved his hand and said, "If any of you wants to be a good Auror, then he It’s your best example."

"I remember who he is, Mad-eyed Moody!" At the table of Gryffindor, Ron suddenly patted the table, attracting everyone's attention. Hermione, who was far away from Ron, also stood up. To her own ears, she is good at knowledge about those textbooks, but she is not so familiar with some figures in the wizarding world.

In contrast, Ron, who was born in a wizard's family, always has some advantages under his influence.

"Is that Moody?" Seamus said from the side, the fear on his face gradually subsided and gradually turned into admiration.

"His eye is proof." Ron enjoyed the feeling of being focused by everyone's eyes, and then he said in a puzzled voice: "My dad told me that he is retired, and there are still some maddenings, how could it happen? it's here?"

"We don't know who he is yet." A girl next to her asked. Girls seldom pay attention to this aspect. Men are full of yearning for heroic deeds that eradicate evil. This is also natural.

"He is a very famous Auror..." Ron began to show off the stories he had heard about Moody, but Dumbledore interrupted.

"Some of you must have heard of his deeds, but these gossips will be kept in your dormitory night talks. We have more important things to announce now."

"Mr. Moody is actually retired." Dumbledore slowed down his tone. "He could have spent his old age in peace, but he was invited out of the mountain by my bad old man. Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Moody." Dumbledore said in a respectful tone, and bowed in the direction where Moody was.

"I think it would be my shame if the way I died was to die in the hospital bed in the old age, and I have to thank you, Principal Dumbledore." Moody immediately got up and saluted.

"I feel weird." Dumbledore's mouth suddenly formed a curve.

"Me too." Moody agreed.

Then the two laughed out at the same time, "When do we need to be so polite?" Moody grinned and laughed out loud, which formed a great contrast with his hideous face, which made the surrounding students feel that This man is not so terrible anymore.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, my old friend." Dumbledore thanked again.

"My eye is longing for more evil." Moody coughed heavily. "Of course, I trust your students very much, so I say..." Moody's normal eye and magic He looked at these students at the same time."You don't need to be afraid of me, I will only deal with evil."

The students began to whisper again.

"Scaly? Scaly?" Ron whispered to the table. He felt Scaly trembling crazily again, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Can the magic eye see through an Animagus?This is a question worth pondering, and it is more likely to be a fatal problem for Peter Pettigrew.

"Moody, you can come up and talk about your plan." Dumbledore made a please gesture to him.

Moody walked quickly in front of the students and looked at them condescendingly on the stage.

"The Dementor is gone, but the safety of Hogwarts cannot be stopped because of this. So at the request of the Minister of Magic and Mr. Dumbledore, I brought a part of the Auror that was urgently recalled to Hogwarts, here It is also my alma mater. I hope those evil and cruel criminals will never have the opportunity to step into this place." Moody said with a serious face, his husky voice seemed to scratch with his fingertips on the blackboard, so sharp that it was uncomfortable. .

There are too many injuries on his body, and there is even a scar on the left and right sides of his throat, which is the main reason why his voice is so unpleasant.

"So, I hope to get everyone's cooperation, because I don't want to see your corpses in some places. That would be too cruel, isn't it?" Moody's magic eye began to scan the students again, "corpse" This somewhat distant word made them shudder.

"Maybe death is the best ending. Many cruel curses can make you worse than death. One curse can make you kneel and beg for mercy. Don't expect a murderer to play with you in a duel club or something like that. Stuff, that's not a discussion when you are studying, and I will bow to you very politely." Moody's talk changed, and he started talking again.

"Like this." His two eyes were enlarged at the same time, and he quickly pulled out the wand pinned behind him and raised his hand.

"Faint!"

The bright light came from the tip of his somewhat old wand, and shot at one of the students, causing the surrounding students to scream.

"Armor bodyguard!" An invisible barrier stood up in front of Malfoy, as if absorbed by a sponge. The curse of this curse suddenly diminished, and the light began to weaken until it completely disappeared above the dining table.

"Papa." Just when most of the students hadn't recovered, Moody clapped and turned their attention. "I wanted to find a negative textbook. I didn't expect to find it. It was out of my mind. As expected, you are pretty good. I thought Dumbledore was just complimenting you politely, but I didn't expect it to be true." Moody said to Malfoy appreciatively.

"You are absurd, Mr. Moody." Malfoy stood up and replied, then sat down again.

"Except for this student, ask yourself, who else is confident to take this curse just now?" Moody called out to a group of students.

There was another silence.

"Look, I've kept my hand just now, the real dark wizard will be faster and more ruthless than me." Moody's words became sharper, and some students couldn't help but lower their heads and dare not look at him. "By the way, Dumbledore , There is still that tradition now, how about giving this classmate of Slytherin very much?"

"Of course, Slytherin added ten for the wonderful performance of Draco." Dumbledore said with a smile, and then reminded Moody: "You can also relax a little bit, don't be too nervous, my The students are not as strong as you think, they still need time."

"I'm embarrassed now, so I won't lose my life in battle." Moody left such a reply to Dumbledore, and then began his own "bombing" towards the students.

"Blake has been tortured by dementors in Azkaban for so many years. Now he is supported by a vengeful heart. I can't imagine how distorted his heart is. This is the power of certain spells. There will be a lot of bonuses." Moody paused, then glanced at Neville at the Gryffindor table, and said with some emotion: "You must have a deep understanding."

Neville's small round face showed a firm and heavy expression and nodded deeply.

Both his parents were tortured to madness and are still receiving treatment at St. Mungo Hospital.

"I'm very pleased, your grandma taught you well and is worthy of your parents' contribution." Moody nodded appreciatively.(To be continued.)