The bell rang for class.

At the behest of the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, they began to trot through the muddy swamp.

"Good physical strength is the key to fighting the Dark Wizard!" Professor Alasto-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 shouting orders, Mad Eye Moody almost completely ignored the high-ranking prosecutor on the side.

"Ahem!" Dolores-Umbridge had to feign a false cough, the same stupid cough she had used to interrupt Dumbledore on the first night of school.

However, as if he hadn't heard, Mad-Eye Moody raised his cane and roared loudly:

"Patrick, keep running, don't get distracted!"

"Ahem, ahem. Professor Umbridge coughed again, more visibly and loudly.

"What's wrong, Dolores!" Mad-Eye Moody turned, his broken eyebrows coming together in what seemed to form a long, intimidating straight line, "Looks like you need a little cold medicine?"

"That's right, Alasto......" 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 note informing you of the date and ...... of the investigation into your class"

"Obviously, I received it. Mad-Eyed Moody's hoarse voice said coldly, "Otherwise, I'll be worried that you're some stupid Death Eater in disguise, and I'll just knock you out first......"

"So, giggle......" Umbridge covered his mouth and smirked, as if he had heard some funny joke.

But by the time she looked up again, Mad-Eye Moody had already run up and caught up with the running students.

Umbridge was stunned, then had a vicious look in his eyes...... She held a pink skirt in one hand and a handbag in the other, and ran up as well.

Many students, especially Gryffindor, saw Umbridge's embarrassing scene.

They exchanged glances with each other, and they all showed expressions of joy.

......

"Don't rest, the Dark Wizards won't attack you just because you're tired!" Moody continued to shout coldly at his students, "Keep running, if anyone really can't run, I have a way of telling." ”

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

"Alasto...... Alastor ...... Umbridge, panting to keep up.

"Dolores, do you want to join my class too?" Mad-Eyed Moody squinted at her, "If I'm not mistaken, it's been decades since you graduated from Hogwarts!"

"It's not...... I'm just curious about what you're teaching ......," Umbridge said in fits and starts.

"I'm just asking them to the standards of the Aurors!" Moody said as he continued to trot forward without looking at Umbridge, "These are just the most basic lessons in Auror training!"

Umbridge had to pick up the pace again to keep up with Moody's.

"Aurors, not everyone can be an Auror...... The Aurors are the elite of wizards!" she gasped and said, "Alasto, you don't think that the students will be attacked in class...... They didn't have to train to the standards of the Aurors, they were just a bunch of fourth and fifth graders......"

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

"......" Umbridge's face flushed.

"Have you ever fought against dark magic, dark wizards, or dark magical beasts?" said Mad Eye Moody unceremoniously, continuing sarcastically, "Or is it that one of the prisoners in Azkaban has anything to do with you?"

"If not...... Moody's face showed a bit of anger, "then please stop interrupting me, you know, I usually don't allow people to speak during class." ”

"Okay...... Excellent!"

Professor Umbridge looked like he had been slapped in the face. She didn't speak, but straightened the parchment on the clipboard, and scribbled in annoyance.

......

In the next Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Umbridge didn't mess around like the previous herbalist, charms, or divination classes.

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

As before, she took a small chair from her pink handbag, and sat down on it, writing down something on the parchment in her hand. When she wrote, her movements were so rough that Jon even suspected that she could pierce the parchment several times.

At the same time, Umbridge looked up from time to time and looked around.

When the bell rang for class and Professor Moody finally told her classmates to pack up and get out of class, she stood up, her face stiff and rather frighteningly looking.

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

Jon pretended he had something left in the swamp...... Stayed, wandering around as he pricked up his ears and listened to the conversation on the other side.

"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 directly.

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

Then he snapped out the magic eye on his right, put it in the water glass, and stabbed it with his hand, and the eye whirled and stared at everyone around him.

"Damn Sibeh!" Moody scolded without forgetting to scold.

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

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

"And are you familiar with Albus Dumbledore?" Umbridge continued.

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

Professor Umbridge took a few more notes.

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

"Very well, I can't wait!" replied Professor Alasto-Moody in an extremely cold tone.

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