Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"Are you too aggressive? Mr. Moody, or-Mr. Crouch?" In Moody's office, Malfoy put his hands on Moody's old desk, his tone a little low, he His gray eyes looked at Moody's magic eyes unceremoniously, questioning the man in front of him, as if they were not teachers and students at all.

"I'm just taking a class that I should be taking normally." Moody sat in a chair and said slowly, "This is what "he" would do, a sense of justice but a sense of justice. People who are not pedantic." He added.

"Relax, my dear partner, I will not be exposed. My disguise is perfect. Under the power of the Imperius Curse, the old man has already said everything. I clearly understand his daily behavior, every detail. He is used to using his curved wine bottle, his voice, etc. I have spent a lot of time to imitate it. You can see Dumbledore’s actions. He really does I have become his former comrade-in-arms." Moody said proudly."When I took over, I felt his unsuspecting embrace at that time, I really want to..."

"Then I might be able to collect the body for you, and then the master's plan will be over. You are also a sinner." Malfoy said coldly.

"Don't say that, we have to think in a good direction." Moody said "consolingly", "Of course the master's plan is the first priority, but you have to understand me. It's pretty hard working undercover in this school. , Just kidding."

At this time, Moody was playing with the little object in his hand with one hand. He was not as nervous as he said. He was immersed in an emotion similar to enjoyment. From the current definition, this should be his trophy. He Replaced the poor old man and got everything about him.

"We need to keep a low profile, you know?" Malfoy said solemnly.

"It just happens to be the opposite." Moody raised an eyebrow. "We need to be as high-profile as possible to attract everyone's attention so that we have a chance to realize our plan. We have to take the limelight from the savior and let everyone see. Put it on us so that he won’t receive too much attention."

"Dumbledore is not a fool!" Malfoy stared at Moody.

"But he was a person first, and as long as he was a person, he would make mistakes." Moody's magic eyes began to spin wildly again, which seemed to symbolize his thinking that he was flying.

"He is not a mediocre person. If the person who can fight against his master is a mediocre person, it would be an insult to the master, but he does not know everything. His thinking will always be limited. He can never think of a person who is already dead. People who have been for many years will change and become his old friends. Besides, if I show some stage fright, I might still arouse his suspicion, right?"

"Uh, sorry, it looks like I have to make up some medicine." Moody said suddenly, and then limped to the corner of the office, where two tin boxes were quietly placed.

He bent down, opened one of the boxes, and took something out of it-it was a brown glass bottle filled with liquid, and the wooden prosthetic leg that replaced the bad leg kicked the other box by the way. , There was a dull metal shaking sound.

There are seven locks on it, obviously, what is inside should be the real moody.

"Of course, I also have to say that the compound decoction is really not good, and it smells like bugs." Moody said disgustingly, but he opened the cork to resist the discomfort and drank it, and the Adam's apple continued to stop. scroll.

"How long has this old guy not washed his hair?" He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then frowned in disgust, but quickly stretched out, "Of course, I can still accept these prices, this guy's body It’s not bad. Although it’s a bit older and older, and there are few good parts on the body, this eye is indeed very useful. It can see through almost all falsehoods, and there is almost no illusion wherever the eyes go. It is really wonderful. taste.

"How about it, do you want some?" Moody raised the brown bottle high and asked tentatively, as if to hand it to Malfoy.

"I don't have the habit of indirect kissing with old men, and I don't want to be blind and lame." Malfoy refused coldly.

"Then you really broke the heart of your colleague." Moody said regretfully, and then the conversation changed: "But then, my sacrifice is still quite large."

"That's also for the greater good." Malfoy replied with what Moody's said in class.

"Of course, for the greater good, for the return of the master, I have no hesitation." Moody nodded and said.

"Have you figured out how to break through the magic set by Dumbledore?" Moody asked suddenly, decided not to talk about that topic, and started thinking, "In order to attract his attention, you have to behave in the game. It's dazzling enough."

"You should worry about other things, such as how you can make the savior alive and enter the final game." Malfoy

"Yes, I am very confident in you." Moody put on a smile at this time, "Of course, in order to make your performance more prominent, I will help you appropriately."

"Ludo Bagman has been completely bought by me." Malfoy said lightly.

"That's really funny." Moody showed a surprised expression, then snapped his fingers and showed a complicated smile.

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Obviously, the unrestricted age limit of the Goblet of Fire made the students in the lower grades excited. They began to do their best to break through the defense line set by Dumbledore.

Of course, they are now limited to guessing what Dumbledore’s magic will be like, because in order to reflect the fairness of the screening moment, the process of putting their name in the Goblet of Fire must wait until the teachers and students of Durmstrand and Boothbarton. It can only be held after coming to Hogwarts.

One morning, the four long dining tables were still filled with this type of discussion.

Ravenclaw’s students have even begun to analyze what kind of spell Dumbledore might use to stop them. Most of Hufflepuff’s students are guessing who will represent their college, and the Slytherin students. It was discussing how to circumvent Dumbledore's test. As for Gryffindor, what I think about most is a positive breakthrough.

"Oh, innocent children, is Dumbledore's ability degenerate in people's eyes now?" A rough voice came in.

"Hello, Professor Moody!" The people around the table immediately stood up and said respectfully.

After just one or two classes, Moody's almost won the respect of all the students, not only because of his high teaching level, but also because of his previous identity. It is also because of him that the students know the wizard who is fighting on the front line. How dangerous it is, and usually face so many evil curses.

"I don't want to disturb you eating." Moody said.

"We were just joking." The twin brothers lowered their heads and said at this time. They spoke a little loudly, and they were still thinking that if they could break through, they would use their experience to make some money.

Such as making "badges", after wearing them, the magic facing Dumbledore will be unimpeded. It is no wonder that Moody will be a little disdainful after hearing it.

"I think so too. I heard that you two usually like pranks, and Professor McGonagall often has a headache for this." Moody paused, and then continued: "Of course, in my class you still seem to be honest. "Moody's eyes quivered slightly in their sockets.

"Of course!" Fred and George patted their chests proudly at the same time.

Harry also looked at Moody with admiration. The man's teaching method was a little different from Lupin, but he was equally good.

It is even said that in some respects, this unsmiling man is more successful than Lupin in his career as a teacher.

This man successfully stimulated the students' enthusiasm for learning-from a "man" point of view, he made them feel what responsibility and tolerance are.

The lesson against the Imperius Curse also benefited them a lot.

The one-day course is over in an instant, and an ordinary day is about to pass.

"Isn't this Mr. Malfoy who spent money and helped their college win the Quidditch championship last year? What? Did the map we gave you last time didn't work? Or did you ask us for something else?" Fred was angry. In fact, he is still brooding about their Quidditch loss last year.

At this time, Malfoy and the Weasley twins were standing by an aisle on the fourth floor of the castle, and the former stopped the two behind.

"What are you doing with me! George!" Fred twisted his body suddenly and thumped his right hand to the ground.

"You don't want to realize our dream? It's better to listen to what he is looking for us for." George lowered his voice.

"How could I not want to!" Fred said anxiously, and he felt a little annoyed when he mentioned this. They didn't know who revealed their mother to know about their gambling, and all that big income was given to her. Said it would be used to subsidize the family, and found a reason, saying that their o..Ls results were not satisfactory.

They clearly guessed the process perfectly, but the ending was too far beyond their expectations.

Now that they are in fifth grade, it is time to consider the future.

In a few years, they will enter the wizarding society. Take a look, how many ridiculous things their brother Boxi has done for his promotion, what is the penetration rate of the crucible, such silly things It all made him bother.

He is the least humorous person in the Weasley family.

And if the two of them don't want to repeat the mistakes of their brother, then they should now plan for the future.In order to live a colorful and colorful life in the future, they must get the first pot of gold.

Even saying that they want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament is also largely due to the thousand gold plus long bonus.

"Uh... if you give up this opportunity because of this, I think you will regret it." Malfoy said with a smile.

"You are a good partner." George nodded and said in approval.

"Then I will just say that I need a large quantity of invisibility cloaks. Of course, they are not shoddy ones on the market. I have some special requirements. I believe in your research capabilities. In addition, I need one that can be changed. Mask-like magic items with their own appearance..."

"What do you want that thing for? Or in large quantities, and the last required mask?" the two brothers asked together.

"You can think about it for yourself." Malfoy hinted intentionally or unintentionally.

"Goblet of Fire?" Fred said tentatively, and then became extremely determined. He had every reason to think that what Malfoy had done with them was related to the Goblet of Fire.

"It seems that you are really well informed, do you already know what it compares to?" George exclaimed, and the two brothers had already made up a lot of things once they sang and played.

After all, this is currently the hottest thing.

And Malfoy did not deny that this was exactly the effect he wanted.

"Just follow what you think, but I think if you take this order, the Goblet of Fire should not be able to participate. I don't think you can participate in the competition while ensuring the quality of the goods I need." Fu reminded.

"I see, you are squeezing out competitors." Fred said narrowly. Of course, this is just a joke. He clearly understands that the student two grades below them does not need to use this method. .

"Then you are willing to accept the temptation of Jin Jialong that I paid?" Malfoy asked.

"It's a wonderful thing to succumb to Jin Jialong. To be honest, I actually don't have any expectations for being selected," George shrugged.

"Second!" Fred continued, his mood improved a lot at this time, and the resentment caused by the Quidditch Cup disappeared in no time.

After all, the Slytherin team also used the rules reasonably and defeated them with integrity.

At the same time, not far from where the three were discussing, Harry was lying on a table in Gryffindor's lounge and writing:

Dear Sirius:

We had a great time at the Quidditch World Cup last time. I have now arrived at school safely, so don’t worry about me.

We changed two new teachers, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Magical Creatures. They are very good, especially Professor Moody. I think he is quite competent. By the way, you think I will be a proud one when I grow up. How is Luo?I think this profession may be quite suitable for me.

By the way, our Quidditch competition will be suspended this year. This is what Professor Dumbledore said, but this is not without reason. According to him, we have a more important event-the Triwizard Tournament. I want to participate. , Do you support me?To be honest, I really hope to be able to participate in the competition. You will come to watch then?

Harry was writing a letter to be sent to his godfather. He was talking about trivial things in the letter, and he was still struggling whether to tell Sirius about his scars.

After thinking about it, he decided to give up. It would be better to wait for this question to be asked in person.

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