Moody's eyes (both at the same time) were on Harry, and the whole class turned their heads to look at him, the little savior, who was not very thick-skinned, kept his posture as stiff as possible, staring at the empty blackboard, as if there seemed to be something extremely attractive on it...

But Roger saw that Harry's face seemed to be a little red...

"The Avada Spell requires a lot of magic as a base, you can all take out your wand, aim it at me, and say this spell, I suspect I'll only bleed a little at best..."Moody continued the lesson, but soon noticed that the student named Roger Collins seemed to have taken his wand out...

Lupin's letter to Moody was not just about last year's lessons, but also about the basic situation of the members of the 'illegal study group' that had opened a small stove. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Roger's strength is much beyond the level of ordinary students, especially Harry Potter who is also involved in the group, even if Lupin doesn't say it, Dumbledore will tell Moody to pay more attention to Harry. Especially Roger, this thing can get in trouble...

Moody, a fake of these news, naturally knows it, and with his understanding of Roger's strength, if he sends a life-threatening curse... If he hadn't shrunk under the table, he would have died young...

But since being an actor requires professional ethics, as a teacher, what he says is like water spilled out, so Moody quickly pretended not to see it when he saw that the momentum was wrong, and his mouth interrupted again and again:

"All right! These three spells—the Reaper Curse, the Imperius Curse, and the Soul Piercing Spell—are the things you're going to fight against. You need to be prepared and on guard. But most importantly, you need to be vigilant and never let up. ”

"Now what are you waiting for!?, take out the quills and write them down!" he yelled, startling the class again.

Roger smiled, and as soon as he made a gesture of 'Moody', he immediately started asking students to take notes... This imposter has a very fast reflexes, and if Voldemort's dogs are all at this level, then it really can't be too small...

For the rest of the lesson, the students were busy taking notes and recording the three unforgivable spells. The classroom was silent, no one spoke.

Until the bell rang for the end of class, Roger didn't make any more moths. He needs this fake to live.

When Moody's announced the end of class, as soon as the students left the classroom, all kinds of discussions suddenly surged like a flood that broke the mouth. Most of the classmates talked about the mantras in awe:

"You have to do whatever you want..."

"Did you see the spider twitching?"

"He killed the spider in one fell swoop, it's that simple!"

The way Roger listened to them talk about the class as if they had watched a good burlesque performance, and while he felt the same way, Hermione didn't seem to think it was very funny, and Harry felt the same way.

"If the Ministry of Magic knew we saw the incantation, would it trouble Moody and Dumbledore?" asked Hermione as they approached the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Surely not," Roger said in a vague voice, "no one knows if no one tells us, and even if someone does, who cares about Dumbledore?" and the Ministry of Magic is very busy right now, there are several batches of annoying people waiting for them to arrest them, so they don't have time to pay attention to the teaching courses of the young wizards... Run off at the mouth. ”

After giving the command, the Fat Lady swung forward, revealing the hole, and they crawled into the Gryffindor common room, which was crowded with people and noisy.

Roger looked around, found an empty chair and lay in, Ginny, who was a grade below them, had already returned, sitting at the desk writing homework for a certain subject.

Seeing that the little girl was studying seriously, the cargo tore off the title page of the textbook with a 'sting', folded it into a small plane and threw it at her head.

The paper airplane stabbed the girl in the back of the head impartially, and Ginny touched her head with her right hand with a quill and looked back in wonder.

Roger raised his arms and shouted: "Learn from you MB, get up and hi~"

"Smack!" The book in Hermione's hand did not hesitate to paste Roger's bear face: "Do you shamelessly disturb others if you don't want to study?bastard!!"

The boy grinned and didn't care, and Ginny rolled up the parchment in annoyance, and only a god like Hermione could write his homework with peace of mind.

At this time, Neville also crawled in through the hole, feeling a little strange. Roger knew that the Diamond Spell he had just taught reminded him of some bad memories, so he reached out and pulled him over.

Coughing twice, he said, "Since most of the members of the illegal organization are here... As the head of this organization--- that is, I, now officially give notice: this Friday night, that is, tomorrow night, the first seminar of the semester will be held in the old place... Luna's side, you'll help convey it. The latter sentence he said to Ginny.

"What are you doing? Do you want to fool Moody in this year?" Harry looked at Roger, "I look at the hanging... That guy is not the same as Lupin. ”

Bringing that imposter over as a teacher? It's more like an eye for Voldemort.

Roger snorted and said ominously: "It's definitely impossible to fool him, but what about the specifics... I'll talk about that tomorrow at the meeting. ”

"Oh, got it. Neville replied and went back to the dormitory full of concern.

Ginny and Harry were already chatting about the Defence Against the Dark Arts class just now, and nodded perfunctorily when they heard Roger's words...

"Pretending to be a ghost... It's certainly not a good thing anyway. Hermione rolled her eyes angrily, then went to the table with the book to write the essay for the magic class, and there was no posture to delve into it at all.

Roger reached out and scratched his head: "Why do you suddenly feel neglected...?"

It seems that it has reached the point where no one takes his words seriously anymore... Is this the power of habit? It's great...

"Instead of caring about that trivial thing, you should care about another important thing," Hermione, who was sitting at the table but not far away, pulled out her book from her bag and said, "For example, your O.W.L. exam..."

Miss Know-It-All turned her head to look at the boy with a serious face: "The strictness of the ordinary wizard level exam is not comparable to the final exam of the school, so don't expect to rely on cheat sheets to get by." ”

"Well, although the exam will not be taken until next year, what you said does make a lot of sense..."Roger agreed with a serious face: "This low-level method of making cheat sheets will definitely not work, so..."

"So that's what you need now. Hermione pulled out a stack of small notebooks, which were notes from her first to third grades.

"No, you misunderstood," Roger pushed away the girl's notebook, still with a serious face, "I'm just thinking about whether it's easier to bribe the examiner to get the questions, or whether it's more certain to kidnap the examiner's family and directly falsify the results." ”

"......" Hermione flipped the table.

Some things are still not so easy to get used to.....