Outside the castle it began to rain, and soon the light rain turned into a heavy rain, with thunder and lightning and strong winds from time to time.

But this had no effect on the young wizards sitting inside the castle.

The sorting ceremony ended quickly, and Dumbledore didn't seem to wait for the new wizards, announcing the start of the meal.

Beautiful, tasty, steaming food emerges from the long table.

These are all done by the house-elves at Hogwarts Castle.

Dudley cut a small lamb chop and was about to eat it when the door of the restaurant was violently pushed open.

All the teachers and students looked out the door in unison.

A wizard with slightly thinning hair and an older look appeared outside the door of the restaurant, drenched and looking like it had rained a lot.

He carried a heavy cane in his hand, which made a dull sound with each click on the ground, and then left a puddle of water.

His eyeball, to be precise, was the one on the left, bulging outward, like a monitor that was looking around at 360 degrees, looking very terrifying.

His face was scarred and had the feeling of old decay, especially since a large piece of flesh was missing from his nose.

Mad-Eye Moody, former Auror. An old wizard who had made great achievements for the Ministry of Magic, half of the prisoners in Azkaban were captured by him.

Moody's face did not have the slightest expression, no joy or anger, and he exuded the aura of no one entering, and limped towards the professor's seat in front of all the teachers and students.

The little wizards, especially the newly reported first year, were intimidated by his momentum, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Hermione, it's a little cold in here. Drape this. ”

The moment the one-eyed wizard pushed open the door, Dudley thoughtfully put on a cloak for Hermione.

Why.

According to the setting, Mad Eye Moody's strangely moving left eye is not a normal eyeball, but an artificial magic eye.

Able to see through everything around him, through walls, clothing, the back of his own head, and even the cloak of invisibility.

Theoretically, all the little wizards present were red in front of him.

Fortunately, this guy is not a lewd character, let alone a gentleman.

Not. The guy who plays the role of 'Moody' now is supposed to be just a madman.

Moody glanced around, and finally paused for half a second as his gaze landed on Dadley, to be precise, him and Hermione.

His 'magic eyes', which could see through disguise, were ineffective.

Moody didn't know why this was happening, but it was clearly not the time to talk about it, and Dumbledore walked immediately after looking around.

Dumbledore stepped forward to greet the 'old friend' warmly.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no candidate, he wouldn't be willing to invite this old friend out of the mountain, and staying at home and resting at his current age was the best choice

Well, the main reason is because Moody's is more extreme.

"Let me introduce you to Alastor Moody, your new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor."

"If anyone in the senior class wants to be an Auror, they can learn from Professor Moody's."

Dumbledore's introduction was accompanied by thunderous applause in the dining room.

Moody's unique appearance has attracted the attention of many young wizards.

Many of the young wizards who knew about his deeds began to discuss Suosuo below.

In his lifetime, Rong Ma, a model among the elite wizards of the Aurors, has made countless contributions to the Ministry of Magic, and has captured more dark wizards than she can count.

Many young wizards were enthusiastic, especially the Gryffindors who were eager to capture the dark wizards with Moody, and were determined to become an Auror after graduation.

But strong is strong, strong is great. Whether it will teach people is another matter.

Everyone was curious about the teaching methods of the new professor's former elite Aurors.

As long as it is 50% of Professor Lupin's level, no, as long as it is 3 achievements.

The young wizards have lowered the professor's demands again and again.

How is a bad professor compared to Lockhart?

Defence Against the Dark Arts class in Year 4 takes place on Friday mornings, during which time there is a full week of other subjects.

Spell classes, transfiguration classes, etc., are okay for the time being, and the same gestures and tones are explained in detail, and there is basically nothing special except for learning new spells.

But the Magical Beasts Conservation class in the afternoon was more exciting.

Hagrid got a whole bunch of strange creatures.

Slimy, gray, unable to see where the head is, it resembles a large lobster-like creature that has been shelled.

The most important thing is that this thing always smells of rotten stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

Fried tail snails.

A new species bred by the human-headed sphindroid manticores and fire crabs.

The key Hagrid hasn't had time to register with the Ministry of Magic, and theoretically he is illegally cultivating. According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, Hagrid was able to go to Azkaban eight times a year.

Hagrid happily asked the young wizards to form a group to adopt a fried tail snail as part of this semester's magical beast protection class.

Listening to his tone, I hope that the little wizards would do well to make it look like a growth diary.

By the way. Although the Fried Tail Snail has not yet been determined by the Ministry of Magic, it is certain that his danger level is at the 4X level, and it has a certain degree of aggression towards people, even if the little wizards are in front of a group of cubs, it is very dangerous to get one wrong.

This kind of cross-species breeding magical creature has a characteristic, that is, the IQ is not very good, and the direct manifestation of the poor IQ is that once it is crazy, even the owner will attack.

The most important thing is that this thing has a bad temper, and even its kind will attack and even kill and eat it.

Aside from Hagrid's belief that the whelk is a cute creature that is too much of a fun, the other wizards are not very interested in this creature.

It can't be helped, whoever makes Hagrid love these dangerous things.

"Behold, these little cuties."

Hagrid teased the baby snail with a piece of frog liver, but the latter not only did not appreciate it, but also spewed out a handful of explosive flames from the tail, which sprayed right on the back of Hagrid's hand, and the flames burned all the hair on Hagrid's hands with the explosion, but he was amused.

The little wizards behind them stepped back in unison, they weren't Hagrid, they weren't that rough-skinned, and if this thing was sprayed on their hands, it would be a moderate burn.

Dudley looked at the fried tail snail thoughtfully.

The attack power of the adult tail snail is still quite good, it can grow to a height of ten feet (three meters), and the strong armor on its body can also reflect spells, and it will also use its tail to spew explosive flames.

I just don't know that the fried tail snail is immune to the Imperius curse.

Otherwise, forming a squad composed of tail snails will be very destructive.

Bad temper, aggressiveness, and the distinction between friend and foe are not all farts in the face of the Imperius Curse.

The days of study passed quickly, and it was soon Friday to come and go

Today is the day of the Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson.

(End of chapter)