It's so ridiculous that Moody, a person disguised by Barty Crouch Jr., a fanatical follower of Voldemort, is sincerely reminding himself not to abuse dark magic!?

Either this is because Barty Jr., a lunatic who plays Moody, has a schizophrenia and is too involved in the drama.

Either that or the Moody in front of me is the real thing!

Mike really missed the Marauder's Map at this moment. If the Marauder's Map was still in his hand, he wouldn't have to be so entangled now. He only needed to open the Marauder's Map and take a look, and everything would be very clear.

Unfortunately, the Marauder's Map was taken away by Dumbledore after the incident with Peter Pettigrew, in order to prevent some people with ulterior motives from using this map to play pranks.

Logically speaking, Dumbledore, who holds the Marauder's Map, should have improved his grasp of Hogwarts. If Moody was a fake, he would have discovered it immediately.

But Dumbledore remained silent.

This does not mean that Moody is true, because Dumbledore is an old guy, and Mike really can't figure out his intentions.

Just like in the original work, he clearly has several opportunities to prevent Voldemort from being resurrected. Even after Voldemort is resurrected, he can still appear to cheer up and integrate the power of the entire wizarding world of the Rotten Kingdom to restore the power of the wizarding world and not yet return to its peak.

Voldemort strangled him to death again.

But he indulged himself blindly until Voldemort returned completely and he himself was dead.

It was a bit difficult for Mike to understand. After all, he was not a fan of the original Harry Potter books. Although he had read it many times, he did not look for the so-called in-depth analysis, nor did he pay attention to the original author's TV shows.

Therefore, in his previous life, he classified these incomprehensible contents as plot needs.

People wanted to see Harry Potter defeat Voldemort, so the author wrote it.

But now Mike himself is in the past story, and he has made many changes to the story.

So now, he really can't see through Dumbledore.

In desperation, Mike could only continue to observe Moody in order to find his flaws.

A person cannot withstand scrutiny and observation, even if this person is a former senior Auror and his current vigilance has not diminished at all.

So after a period of observation by members of the mutual aid association, a complete Moody's Observation report appeared in front of everyone in the Freemasonry.

Moody's daily life schedule is very regular. He goes to bed at ten o'clock in the evening and gets up at six o'clock in the morning. He has to wake up several times during the night, without exception.

When he sleeps, he will set up a large number of traps around him. In addition to early warning traps, there are also many that can directly kill people. And when Moody sleeps, he will only close his intact eye, and the other demon will

His eyes were still open and he was constantly scanning around, as if he was keeping vigil for Moody.

There are many things hidden in the thick clothes on Moody's body, ranging from potions that can heal wounds, poisons that can poison a fire dragon, whips and knives, etc., and the most common thing you see is a portable

flagon.

He was like an old drunkard. Even when dining with Dumbledore, he would first use complicated methods to test for drugs, and then eat with the wine in the flask.

Everyone thought that what was in the jug was wine, but Mike thought that what was in the jug was polyjuice potion (a magic potion that can turn a person into another person). After all, if the little one is

If Barty wanted to act like Moody 24 hours a day, he would need to use Polyjuice Potion every once in a while.

However, when a warrior stepped forward and deliberately knocked over Moody's flagon, everyone was shocked to find that the flagon contained neither wine nor potion, but Dolphin's magic drink, which also provided Quidditch.

The doping version of the odd athlete.

After punishing the warrior who knocked over his flagon, Moody also answered the question of why he drank it.

"I need to be alert all the time, but after all, I am old and don't have enough energy. So, I need this thing to refresh me."

These are Moody's exact words.

Mike was stunned when he heard this sentence. After all, this once again proved that the Moody who is now at Hogwarts seems to be the real thing.

So where did Barty Jr. go?

Mike doesn't know.

Moody was also aware of the prying eyes of the members of the mutual aid association during this period. After all, the members of the mutual aid association were just a group of students, and he was still a little immature in front of an Auror like him who had received professional training.

But he acted as if he knew nothing and continued to attend class.

As time progressed, Moody's first round of lessons finally came to an end.

During this period, although many people were protesting to Dumbledore, saying that Moody's teaching methods were too cruel, some even submitted letters of report to the Ministry of Magic.

But Moody himself still insisted on going his own way and demonstrated the three unforgivable curses to every student in every college and every grade.

And in the second Defense Against the Dark Arts class for Ravenclaw, he finally fulfilled the promise he made in the first class and began to teach everyone to resist the Imperius Curse.

However, the method he gave to resist the Imperius Curse was still as straightforward as ever, with his strong personal characteristics as always.

"The easiest way to resist the Imperius Curse is to get used to it. After being controlled by the Imperius Curse many times, you become resistant to it. Then it will not be so easy for it to control you next time."

After saying this, he began to ask the students to come forward one by one to bear the Imperius Curse that he had released.

Moody was right, but he wasn't entirely right.

As one of the three unforgivable curses, the Imperius Curse is indeed very powerful, and being controlled by the Imperius Curse multiple times will indeed lead to resistance, but this is not the only way to resist the Imperius Curse.

The safest way is to gradually improve your willpower and mental strength. As long as your two abilities are strong enough, you can break free from the control of the Soul-Impering Curse.

Generally speaking, these two abilities are innate, and a few people with strong beliefs will have particularly strong willpower.

But it is too difficult to steadily increase willpower and mental strength for a long time.

Even Mike currently only knows two methods.

That's Occlumency and meditation.

Therefore, to a certain extent, Moody's method is correct, but it is a bit eager for quick success and not very promising.

Just like what he is doing to the fourth years of Ravenclaw where Mike is now.

"Okay, next one!"

Moody said in a dazed manner, and with a flick of his wand, the unlucky guy who had been hit by the Imperius Curse came to his senses.

The unlucky guy had a blank look on his face, and a burst of laughter came from a small area under the podium.

Franklin didn't laugh, even though the unlucky guy's moves when he was learning the belly dance from the Egyptian dancer on the podium were really funny.

Because he is the next unlucky guy.

"Come on, who's next?"

Moody urged impatiently on the podium, and after hearing this, Franklin glanced at Mike aside, then gritted his teeth and came to the podium like a warrior rushing to the battlefield.

Seeing a strong black man coming up, Moody cheered up a little, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

Then, without further ado, he took out his wand and pointed it at Franklin.

"The soul leaves the body."

A hoarse, unpleasant curse came from Moody's mouth, and at the same time, a faint mist enveloped Franklin's head.

In almost an instant, Franklin, who was still tense all over, relaxed, and even those bulging muscles relaxed.

Franklin's eyes were straight, his pupils were dilated, and he was looking ahead without focus.

Moody, on the other hand, frowned and pursed his lips, as if he was thinking about what to ask Franklin to do.

Finally, as if he had come up with a good idea, Moody laughed, and at the same time, he snapped his fingers in the air with his free left hand.

"Snapped!"

The snap of fingers activated Franklin like a switch.

Franklin started to move. He first took off his shirt. The weather was already very cold, but Franklin still took off all the clothes on his upper body without any hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, Franklin turned around and faced the people under the podium. He bent his knees and made a movement similar to a zama step. At the same time, he hunched his shoulders and shrank his neck. He opened his eyes wide and clenched his hands into fists.

He hammered his chest hard, making a dull knocking sound.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Franklin's lips turned outwards and made strange noises. Combined with his current movements and expressions, he looked like a chimpanzee in courtship.

"Hahahahaha!"

A burst of laughter rang out from the classroom, almost frightening Filch who was cleaning the ceiling on the scaffolding not far outside the classroom and fell down.

Moody was also laughing, his laughter was ugly and his smile was ugly, but he was still smiling at this moment, very proudly.

Mike's expression at this moment was so gloomy that he could almost shed tears.

Everyone agrees that those who are controlled will be punished by various embarrassing actions. It would be fine if they just dance, sing, or bark like a dog, but now Moody actually uses

Humiliating his friend in such a sensitive way was completely unacceptable to him.

"All curses come to an end!"

The unique voice of a boy in the voice-changing stage came out of Mike's mouth, and at the same time, a ribbon of light shot out from the tip of the blackthorn wand, covering Franklin entirely.

The effect of the Imperius Curse was dispelled. Franklin looked around with a puzzled expression. After realizing that he was not wearing any clothes, he hurriedly picked up his clothes and put them on.

The laughter under the podium stopped suddenly, everyone was shocked by this sudden change.

Moody, on the other hand, stared at Mike dissatisfied, as if blaming him for disturbing the little fun he had finally found.

Mike didn't accuse Moody because he knew it was useless. He just walked to the podium, patted the still confused Franklin, and then said to Moody:

"Let me do it next."

Moody's face showed a look of surprise, and then changed to a look of excitement.

"Oh! Our big star can't wait any longer? Well, since you're so anxious, then... get out of body!"

Moody launched a surprise attack, and the Imperius Curse he released this time was countless times more powerful than the one he had used on Franklin before. In just an instant, a large amount of magical mist, invisible to ordinary people, covered Mike's entire body.

All shrouded in it.

Franklin, who had not yet had time to return to his seat, felt nervous. Mike was different from him. He could only be laughed at if he went up to embarrass someone, but Mike was the actual leader of the Freemasons and Mutual Aid Association. If he was in public,

If he makes a fool of himself, it will be a serious blow to his prestige.

But the worst case scenario expected by Franklin did not happen. Mike, who was hit by the Imperius Curse, still had clear eyes and even smiled at Moody.

This smile looked like a complete mockery to Moody.

He laughed at him for not having enough to eat, and even a fourteen-year-old child couldn't control it.

As a result, Moody seemed to have a convulsion and used the Imperius Curse on Mike over and over again.

Moody's efforts seemed to be effective. Mike's eyebrows frowned, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

Moody became even more excited when he saw this, and the wand in his hand was almost left with an afterimage.

Gradually, Mike's pupils dilated and his frowning eyebrows relaxed.

"call!"

Moody wiped the sweat from his forehead. The young man in front of him had a terrifyingly strong willpower, but he was still a bit weak in front of him.

Just like when he controlled Franklin last time, Moody began to meditate, but at this moment, Mike, whose eyes were dull and his face was dull, started to move.

He slowly took out his wand from his arms, pointed it at Moody, and said in a sleepy tone:

"The soul leaves the body."

The mist drifted in, and before Moody, who was deep in thought, could react, his eyes became as dull as Mike's.

Immediately afterwards, Moody danced ballet, using his long-lost prosthetic leg, which was now only supported by a wooden stick, to spin like a top, with a look of intoxication on his face.

Moody is relatively fat and not very tall. This kind of person is not suitable for ballet dancing, because no matter how standard your movements are, you will be just a funny fat swan in the eyes of the audience.

"Pfft! Ha...hahahahaha!"

Finally, one of the girls burst out laughing, and then, as if it was an infectious disease, loud laughter filled the classroom again.

And the volume is higher than that of Franklin before.

Moody was still dancing selflessly, but after all, he was a former senior Auror who had experienced a bloody storm. Not only was he strong in willpower, but he had also been controlled by the Imperius Curse not once or twice, and he had already developed resistance.

So, he woke up quickly.

The students were still laughing, even when they found Moody glaring at them.

It's not that they are not afraid of Moody, but they just can't stop.

Amid laughter, Moody looked at Mike on the podium with a gloomy face.

At this moment, Mike also woke up and was facing him with an innocent and panic expression, saying:

"Teach...Professor, what did I...did just now?"
Chapter completed!