Living peacefully at Hogwarts

You can search for "Search for Novels in Hogwarts Peaceful Life (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!After several months of fermentation, the magic world finally accepted the fact that "Grindelwald" had returned.

"New type of healing curse", "bone-bearing curse", "elimination curse", "shrinking the ground into an inch curse" and "shenwei curse". The invention of five curses made Klein the first one in nearly a hundred years at the age of twenty. A wizard who previously received the Merlin Medal.

Even the group who hated "Grindelwald" the most had to admit that the magical world was an incredible genius.

Everyone loves Klein.

Just like the pursuit of Guidro Lockhart before, someone has even begun to prepare a monograph for Klein Grindelwald.

But Aristo Moody doesn't think so.

The perfect "son of magic"?

Quite the opposite.

What he saw was a huge black hole with no bottom!

If you don't control it, you will devour everyone!

"I will stare at you."

The retired old Auror fulfilled his promise well.

In the first quarter of the new semester, "Defense Against the Dark Arts", he began to "extraordinarily care" for Klein.

"Show me, Grindelwald, show me the spells you are good at, whatever you want, kill this little beast."

Moody's eyes were spinning around slowly, and Moody grabbed the gopher covered in fur-this is a common magical creature, carnivorous, and aggressive.

He limped to the desk of Klein's class and said in a deep voice.

"it is good."

After a second of silence, Klein stood up and raised the red sandalwood wand.

"Flaming flames."

The flame burned, igniting the fur on the gopher.

The little fierce beast immediately hissed in pain, and the other Slytherin students couldn't help covering their eyes with their hands, not daring to watch this cruel scene.

But Moody didn't. He stared at Klein, whose face remained unchanged after casting the spell.

Meeting the calm eyes of the other party, the old lame was silent for a while and suddenly smiled.

"A beautiful choice, a beautiful "Fire Curse", Slytherin adds three points."

Moody's thin palms turned dark under the flames, but he didn't care.

Throwing away the dead gopher, he limped back to the podium and wrote the "Fire Curse" on the blackboard.

"Remember, fire is the best choice to deal with gophers. This kind of dirty beast can't see a gleam of light. If you encounter swarms of gophers in the wild, you only need such a spell, recite it with me," Blazing flames"."

Moody's looks are very scary, his legs and feet are not good, but I have to say that they really have two brushes.Compared with the previous two "Defense Against the Dark Arts" professors, his level is obviously much higher.

Of course, this is not to say that Severus Snape's level is not good, but education and teaching also need to be methodical.

Snape's education policy of "understand as long as you can understand, and if you don't understand is because you are stupid" education policy obviously does not apply to all students...

In the first quarter of the new semester, "Defense against the Dark Arts", Slytherin students learned very seriously.

Even Klein rarely did two tasks and listened to the lesson honestly.

Alastor Moody is indeed an experienced Auror.

Although it is impossible to get into some deeper secrets due to the vision, the old lame man has unique insights that ordinary people cannot match.

What else is there to say?

Study hard and you're done.

Professor McGonagall’s Transfiguration, Dean Snape’s Potions, and Aristo Moody’s understanding of spells must now be added...

Klein was very happy.

Each additional credit can make his "invincible" more "invincible".

Time passed, and soon it was time for get out of class to end.

After tidying up all the gopher hairs, Aristo Moody drove away the others coldly, but left Klein alone.

"I will stare at you, Grindelwald."

The tone was as cold as ever, and the old lame man was very rude to Klein.

"Ok."

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He could see it, and Moody didn't seem to wait to see him.

Well, it's not appropriate to say not to see you.

It should count...

alert?

"I know."

This is not aimed at, at best a warning.

Klein heard Dumbledore say that Alastor Moody believed no one.

"Ok."

Moody's expression was faint, and the magic eye looked up and down Klein.

Finally, he turned around and limped onto the podium.

"The "Shenwei Curse" is good."

For true geniuses, the old cripple appreciates after all.

But appreciation belongs to appreciation, but he can't completely give his trust to others like Dumbledore.

No one knows better than him the terrible consequences of genius falling into darkness...

Under his nose, Klein will always be his focus, and this will not change.

"Goodbye Professor."

Klein didn't think it was so bad.

If it's not pleasing to the eye, it's not pleasing to the eye, he doesn't need to please everyone.

Leaving the "Defense Against the Dark Arts" classroom, Klein went to the principal's office on the eighth floor.What he didn't know was that Moody kept mumbling nervously after he left.

"The smell of black magic, I can't smell it wrong."

The dark yellow magic eyes turned up and down, and Moody's expression looked very hideous.

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong, I smell it, I smell it!"

As an old Auror who had fought the dark wizard for decades, it became Moody's instinct to distinguish the dark wizard.In these decades, he has lost a leg and a large piece of his nose.

This is a lesson, a bloody lesson!

Klein Grindelwald is definitely a ghost.

He can be sure of this.

That child...

The child who was praised by everyone as "Hope of the Magic World" has secretly learned black magic.

Who will it be?

Self-study, or someone secretly teaches?

Moody was thankful that when Dumbledore invited him to Hogwarts as a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts that night, he agreed.

Otherwise, after seven or eight years, he might be facing a rising Voldemort again.

"I have to keep an eye on him, catch him, or the handle of the person behind him."

Moody, who suffered from delusional paranoia due to his experience, took out his hip flask and took a few sips.

This is a sacred mission for him.

...

"Hey, principal, are you free?"

Now that Klein entered the principal's office, he no longer needed to speak to the stone monster.Just like returning to his own home, he pushed the door directly in, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"No time."

Dumbledore didn't look up, still writing and drawing on the parchment.

"Hello, dear principals."

As if he hadn't heard these words, Klein greeted the principal on the wall with a portrait, and then quietly cast a "secret curse."

"Come on, principal, tonight the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is suitable for a little healthful recreation."

After a pause, he smiled.

"What do you think of a summoning ceremony?"