Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"By the way, the main content of this lesson, I want to teach you the patron saint curse." Moody said astonishingly after finishing the demonstration.

The students under the stage began to whisper, wondering why they suddenly need to learn this spell.

Pansy's face was deeply missed, and she still remembered Malfoy's novel experience when he took her to see the Dementor.

Ron in the seat just wanted to say something, he shut up wisely, and he was suffering from Moody's training these days.

"Didn't the dementors have disappeared?" A student asked Ron's thoughts.

"Yes, that's a reason why you don't need to practice." Moody replied patiently with a hoarse voice.

"But I also have reasons to practice."

"For example, we don't have definitive evidence that the Dementor is extinct, in case of a rainy day." Moody used his wand to tap the table top of the wooden table.

"Practicing this spell will also help you learn to control your emotions."

Not sure if it was an illusion, Harry felt Moody glared at him with his penetrating magic eye.

"And..." The teacher stretched his tail.

"As you all know, the wizarding world is not peaceful today." Moody said in a hoarse voice.

"The Dark Lord may rise again at any time, and the power of the Death Eaters will spread and spread. At that time, our communications will be greatly disrupted, and the way the owl transmits information will be very dangerous."

"Once intercepted, you will fall into a very passive situation." Moody's expression became more serious, and the magic eyes turned more frequently.

"After learning the patron saint curse, we can use them to communicate. After encountering an enemy, we can control it to disappear."

"Of course, it must be after mastering a higher technology, I can't reach it now, but I can give you an example." After Moody said this, he immediately raised his wand , Pointing to the high ceiling.

"Call God to guard!"

Bright silver gas rose from the tip of Mad-Eye Moody's wand, and then condensed into shape.

It was a silver cheetah with a fierce face, stepping in the air, staring at all the students with keen eyes, as if to penetrate people's hearts.

It is in line with his character that he was keen to catch black wizards and help justice.

Vigorous and flexible.

It is worth mentioning that the cheetah's left eye has a deep scar that runs through from top to bottom, which is so dazzling on its silver body.

The form of the patron saint will change with the change of the master.

But not all.

The patron saint's four legs are very flexible and show no signs of injury, unlike the owner's lame leg.

Both the students of Gryffindor and Slytherin looked at Moody's patron saint with envy.

Because it's handsome.

At this moment, Moody's nose, which was missing a large piece of meat, trembled and spoke.

"In order to complete today's demonstration, I specifically asked an old acquaintance of mine, his skills can be achieved, enough to support remote control."

"Shackle?" He called out the door.

As soon as Moody's voice fell, a silver-white lynx jumped into the air on the door of the classroom, leaped in and broke into the classroom.

Attracted everyone's attention.

Then he returned to the entire lecture table with grace and gleaming grace and lightness, using its sly eyes to look at the surrounding students.

The students exclaimed.

They are both cats, similar to Moody's patron saint, with the same sharp eyes.

Maybe this is something similar to the Auror?

"Hello, Alastor." The lynx raised his paws, opened his mouth wide, and greeted Moody with that loud, thick and slow voice.

"Hello, Kingsley." Moody said while controlling his patron saint.

"Please allow me to introduce myself first." The lynx turned around and faced the students in the class.

It was extremely humane and posed its furry silver paws at the students.

"My name is Kingsley Shacklebolt. I used to be Mr. Moody's subordinate. I am now an Auror in the Ministry of Magic."

The lynx introduced himself to everyone.

"I still have a job, and time is limited. I will make a long story short. The Patronus curse is a difficult, but very practical curse. It is not limited to the purpose of resisting dementors."

"Everyone here has seen it. I am not here. The most common way for wizards to achieve communication is to rely on owls to deliver letters, or to put their heads into the fireplace to project images."

"The former is not safe enough and takes a long time, while the latter is quite troublesome."

"Well, it's still a bit dirty. I don't think any girls would be ashamed just to say a few words to others, right?" Kingsley added.

The girls in the audience were all amused by his jokes.

"Well, everyone, goodbye, I hope you will have a good study, I still have a task." Kingsley's words were quite brief, after all, he was just a person who was invited to demonstrate.

"Everyone can start practicing. Before that, we can also look at the master's use."

"As far as I know, there is a student who has a good grasp." Moody's eyes were cast on a female student.

"Miss Parkinson?"

Pansy heard him click his name, got up from his seat, and walked up to the podium without rush.

"Call God to guard!"

Pansy raised his wand.

With a squeaky chirping, a silver kitten gradually condensed and formed from the silvery white smoke, raising its head, pacing back and forth in the classroom proudly and gracefully.

Then Pansy received the wand, and the cat turned into silver smoke and gradually dissipated.

"A very skilled patron saint, Slytherin plus twenty points." Moody began to applaud.

The Slytherin students also applauded spontaneously, while Gryffindor's applause seemed a bit weak.

Especially Ron, his hand did not move at all.

"This is so funny." He said.

"As far as I know, the patron saint curse can reflect a person's character to a certain extent."

"So the shape is also different."

"It may be a magical creature, such as a phoenix, such as your principal, Mr. Dumbledore, of course, it may also be an ordinary animal that can be seen everywhere."

"It can be known that the abilities of the patron saint are different from the form, but the abilities exerted have nothing to do with the form."

"According to the record, the most powerful patron saint is a rat, and the wizard named Illyus blocked an army of hundreds of dementors."

The students below exclaimed again.

"So you don't have to be frustrated that your patron saint is not beautiful or handsome."

"You can go to the library to borrow "The Curse of Defense and Deterrence". There are more profound answers on it." Moody tapped the desk with his cane, reminding the students.