The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

The bell for class rang.

Under the order of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, they began to trot in this muddy swamp.

"Good physical strength is the key to fighting against dark wizards!" Professor Alastor Moody's hoarse voice sounded from behind them: "Otherwise, your small body may not be able to support a battle!"

"...speed up, Avery!"

"...Don't stop, Creevey!"

While issuing orders loudly, Mad-Eye Moody almost completely ignored the senior prosecutor on the side.

"Ahem!" Dolores Umbridge had to feign a fake cough, the same stupid cough she used to interrupt Dumbledore on her first night at school.

However, Mad-Eye Moody acted as if he didn't hear it, and raised his cane and roared loudly:

"Patrick, concentrate on running and don't distract yourself casually!"

"Cough, cough." Professor Umbridge coughed again, more clearly and loudly.

"What's up, Dolores!" Mad-Eye Moody turned around, his mutilated eyebrows gathered together in what seemed to be a long, menacing straight line: "Looks like you need some cold medicine ?”

"It's like this, Alastor..." Umbridge glanced at Moody's magic eye staring at her with some fear, and then said, "Professor, I just want to know if you have received my message?" A note from the school announcing the date of the investigation into your attendance and..."

"Obviously, I received it." Mad-Eye Moody said with a hoarse voice, and said coldly: "Otherwise, I would be worried that you are some stupid Death Eater in disguise, and I will knock you unconscious first..."

"Is that so, giggling..." Umbridge covered his mouth and smirked as if hearing some funny joke.

But when she raised her head again, Mad-Eye Moody had already run up to keep up with the group of running students.

Umbridge was stunned for a moment, and then there was a look of resentment in her eyes... She held the pink skirt in one hand, held the handbag in the other, and ran up.

Many students, especially Gryffindor students, saw this embarrassing scene of Umbridge.

They exchanged glances with each other, all showing expressions of joy.

...

"Don't rest, the black wizards won't attack you just because you are tired!" Moody continued to shout at his students coldly: "Keep running, if anyone really runs If you don’t go down, I have a way to see it.”

"So... I'm going to make any excuses against me!"

"Alastor...Alastor..." Umbridge on the side followed the pace panting.

"Dolores, do you also want to join my class?" Mad-Eye Moody glanced at her sideways: "If I remember correctly, it has been decades since you graduated from Hogwarts! "

"No... I'm just curious about your teaching content..." Umbridge said intermittently.

"I'm just asking them according to Auror standards!" Moody didn't look at Umbridge, and continued to trot forward, while saying, "This is just some of the most basic lessons in Auror training. !"

Umbridge had to pick up his pace again to keep up with Moody.

"Auror, not everyone can become an Auror... Aurors are the elite of wizards!" She gasped heavily, and said, "Alastor, you don't think that the students will Get attacked in class...they don't need to be trained by Auror standards, they're just a bunch of fourth and fifth graders..."

"Are you a Defense Against the Dark Arts education expert specially trained by the Ministry of Magic, Miss Umbridge?" Mad-Eye Moody asked coldly.

"..." Umbridge's face suddenly flushed red.

"Have you ever had the experience of fighting against black magic, dark wizards, or dark magical animals?" Mad-Eye Moody continued to sarcastically, "Or which prisoner in Azkaban has something to do with you?"

"If it's not..." Moody's face showed a bit of anger: "Then please don't interrupt me constantly, you must know that I usually don't allow others to talk in class."

"Okay...very good!"

Professor Umbridge looked as though he'd been slapped. She didn't speak, but straightened the parchment on the clipboard, and began to scribble angrily.

...

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class that followed, Umbridge didn't run around like he did in the previous Herb, Charms, or Divination classes.

Obviously, she had signaled that Mad-Eye Moody would not allow her to do so.

As before, she took out a small seat from the pink handbag; then sat on it obediently, and kept recording something on the parchment in her hand. As she wrote, her movements were so rough that Jon wondered how many times she could pierce the parchment.

At the same time, Umbridge raised his head from time to time, looking around.

When the get out of class bell rang and Professor Moody finally told the students to pack up their things, she stood up, looking rather frightened with a straight face.

As the students left, she walked in the direction of Moody.

Jon pretended he'd dropped something in the swamp...and stayed on, wandering around, listening to the conversation with his ears pricked up.

"How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?" Umbridge asked stiffly.

"One year and ten days!" Mad-Eye Moody said calmly without looking at her.

At the same time, he took out a water glass from his pocket, slightly moved his cane... the water glass was filled with water immediately.

Then he snapped out the magic eye on his right, put it into the water glass, and poked it up and down with his hands; the eye whizzed around, staring at everyone around him one by one .

"Damn Xibei!" Moody still didn't forget to curse.

Umbridge took a few steps back in fright, and then glanced at Moody's movements with some disgust.

Knowing that Mad-Eye Moody took the magic eye out of the water again and put it on.

"Then are you familiar with Albus Dumbledore's relationship?" Umbridge continued to ask.

"That's right... we were friends fifty years ago!"

Professor Umbridge took a few more notes.

"Very well," she said, "you will have the results of your investigation within ten days."

"Very good, I can't wait!" Professor Alastor-Moody replied in an extremely indifferent tone.

The two professors strode away in different directions and parted ways.

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