334. The professor was a Death Eater

334. The professor was a Death Eater

"Hey, this is a fire dragon's bite wound, Severus, did you go and catch the fire dragon yesterday? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 It seems that Moody has confirmed that Snape is not suspicious.

"It's not a fire dragon, it's a dragon's head flower, a herb transplanted from China, and I accidentally got bitten when I took the sap from its rhizome. Snape explained weakly.

"Dragon's Head Flower, that sounds interesting, where is this thing, Forbidden Forest?" Moody seemed interested in Dragon Head Flower.

"Don't think about getting out of the way, if you want to see what you get, go to Rubeus Hagrid yourself, he planted it. ”

Snape turned and left, and a short time later he returned to his office and opened the door, where Field and Neville were looking down and brushing their desks.

"Finished dissecting?" Snape asked, puzzled, he didn't expect the two students to finish their work so quickly.

"Yes, Professor. Field nodded.

"Then get out of my office, do you want to sleep here tonight? Snape dismissed angrily, and the two left.

Field, and Neville were relieved of what they were holding, and left without looking back.

As soon as he walked out of the office door, after making sure that no one was nearby, Neville couldn't wait to say to Field, "Field, did you hear that, Professor Snape, he was once a Death Eater? Do you know what a Death Eater is?"

Neville's voice was tinged with anger, a hint of excitement.

"I know, Neville, the followers of the Mysteries are called Death Eaters, and they are all dark wizards who do nothing evil. Field could understand Neville's mood at this point, as he had heard Neville talk about his family.

This forgetful boy was raised by his grandmother since he was a child, because his parents were both Aurors. They were attacked and captured by the Death Eaters shortly after Voldemort's downfall. The Death Eaters cast a Curse on Voldemort in order to get news of the disappearance. By the time they were rescued, the two had been tortured to madness, and Neville was only 1 year old at the time. To this day, Neville's parents have been housed in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

"But Snape was a Death Eater, and now that he was teaching at Hogwarts, how could Professor Dumbledore allow him to do so? He should be imprisoned in Azkaban. Neville's voice lit up.

"Navein, I think there's something going on here. Field persuaded, and he himself fell into deep thought.

In his vague memory, in the ending of "Harry Potter", Professor Snape does not seem to be the bad guy, but as an undercover agent to provide Dumbledore with news of the Death Eaters. However, it was clear that Field couldn't tell Neville about these things, so he had to pass it on.

Hufflepuff's common room was on the basement level, so the two were soon separated, and Field didn't have to worry about facing a resentful Neville.

Back in the dormitory, Field rinsed briefly and fell asleep. He hadn't slept all night yesterday, and now he's so tired.

The next morning, after a night's rest, a spirited Field returned to the auditorium for breakfast after morning workouts, only to find that there were few people at the Hufflepuff long table.

"Where have they gone? Field asked Rolf, who was eating the fruit after the meal.

"This morning, the first Defence Against the Dark Arts class, everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time. Rolf said without raising his head.

Field now understands that the most anticipated lesson for all Hogwarts students now is probably Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, who let the professor who taught the class be the legendary Auror of the former Ministry of Magic.

Quickly eliminating the food in front of them, Field and Rolf packed up their things and hurried towards the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

The bell hadn't rang yet, but the badgers were already waiting in line outside Moody's classroom.

Field and Rolf were the last to arrive, and Ernie secured their seats.

Field took out the book of "Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense" that he had designated for the holidays, placed it on the table, and waited quietly. The usual skip-the-line break is unusually quiet at this time.

"Woo-oo Field unconsciously looked at the claw-like wooden foot under his robe.

"I don't know if I can make a magic prosthetic leg for Professor Moody to improve our relationship. Field thought unconsciously, but quickly drove this idea out of his mind, magic prosthetics cost a lot of money, and it will take up a long time for him, this semester, Field's time is precious, the study of rune magic and Cedric's rune tattoo require him to spend a lot of time, he has no time to do magic prosthetics.

And with the current relationship between him and Moody's, even if he is willing to take the time to do it, the other party may not necessarily want it. Field didn't use his hot face to stick to the other person's cold ass hobby.

By this time, Moody was already standing in front of the podium, he put his cane aside, and then sat down in his chair with difficulty.

"Put away all the books you have in your hands and go to my class, you don't need it, I even wrote on the holiday notice that 'Defence Against the Dark Arts doesn't need books', but apparently Hogwarts doesn't allow that, so I'll have to fill out this lowest-priced textbook, but now you can go back and put it under the cupboard, and I'll say the same thing, - Books are useless against the Dark Arts." ”

Moody's words were full of anger, which made the little badgers excited, and the students hurriedly put their books into their school bags.

At this point, Moody pulled out the roll call, spread it out, and placed it on the podium, then moved down the list with his normal eyes, which kept spinning around, sweeping over each student's face.

Moody's closed the book without naming him.

"I looked at the roster, and the number of people on it was the right one for the class, so the roll call was omitted, and we still had a lot of time to get to know each other anyway. "Moody's behavior is still so maverick.

"Okay, let's start class now. Moody said as he pulled out a letter, "Before I came to Hogwarts, I received a letter from your former Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Lupin. He told me about your previous studies, and it seems that you've learned a lot of the basics of how to deal with dark magic creatures - you've learned how to deal with Boggart, Red Hat, Hinkpunk, Grindellow, Kaba, and Werewolves, right?"

"Yes, Professor. The little badgers nodded together.

"So, let's skip that part. Moody said, "Well, in a year's time, I'm going to teach you how to deal with the dark arts, and the annoying dark wizards—"

"What do you mean, Professor?" asked Justin suddenly.

"It's not a secret? I promised your Professor Dumbledore to take over the job at Hogwarts for a year, so I'll only teach for one year and then go back to my peaceful retirement. Moody flipped through a notebook in his hand.

The students began to whisper, and Field could clearly hear Hannah and Lisa gossiping about the position of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.