302. I wonder what I would do if it was Brother D

After Christmas Eve, soon the holiday season came as scheduled.

Due to the addition of two students from other schools this year, many young wizards at Hogwarts have chosen to stay on campus for the holidays.

"Professor Moody, we're here."

The door to the professor's quarters was pushed open, and Harry and Dudley entered.

The familiar ceiling with a slight scorch mark on the top of the head, and the huge leather case in the center, were still the dorm rooms where the 'fake Moody' lived.

When Moody saw the two of them, he immediately let go of what he was doing.

The Defence Against the Dark Arts class started as scheduled.

This was Dudley's previous request.

Learning is the only way to learn, and learning cannot stand still

After all, they are lifesavers, and Dudley and Harry are indeed excellent, and Moody is willing to teach them both.

He gladly agreed to the request.

"I have to say that you two are really good, arguably the best wizard I've ever seen at this age, not even those graduates are far inferior to you."

Moody's unhesitant praise is not a compliment, and with his personality he rarely praises others, unless he really thinks so.

Take a look at the advanced spells that the two of them can master.

Even Moody was shocked when he first found out, this is a direct learning of the spells that the Aurors should have learned.

Especially under the teaching of fake Moody's, both of them have good attainments in black magic

"You guys have really been impeccable in attack"

Even being able to master the fire is no longer just good enough to explain, as Moody said impeccable.

Moody said and pulled out his wand, the same one that had been faked earlier, but he had corrected it with Ollivanders.

"What I'm going to teach you is defensive spells."

The actions and demeanor of the real Moody's are almost the same as the fake Moody's, but the teaching method is significantly different.

Although they are all Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons, the content of the fake Moody is full of aggression.

Take the anti-spell as an example, although the fake Moody also teaches the anti-curse, he is more about teaching others how to fight back as quickly as possible in the case of countering the opponent's spell, subduing the opponent with one blow, and can not care whether the opponent is injured or not.

The real Moody's in front of them are not much different, but whether the other party is injured here. One more is necessary, only in exceptional circumstances.

Don't look at it, it's just a few more words, the meaning is completely different.

In fact, this is easy to understand, Moody is just a strange-tempered mad-eye Moody, not a bloodthirsty mad-eye Moody.

He was only responsible for capturing the Dark Wizard, not killing the Dark Wizard.

After all, he was an Auror, not a Death Eater.

It is precisely because of this that he has so many injuries on his body and even loses a leg

The magic potion can even grow bones overnight, and a small leg only means that it is caused by an irreversible curse.

"I think you're all pretty skilled at the Iron Armor Spell, aren't you?"

The two nodded, the Iron Armor Spell is a spell that everyone can use in the discipline group, and basically the conditioned reflex will put an Iron Armor Spell on themselves.

Moody nodded in satisfaction, being able to freely master the Iron Armor Spell was already a basic condition for becoming an Auror.

In fact, despite the fact that this magic is the most basic protective charm, many wizards only start learning it when they become Aurors.

This thing does not belong to the content of the teaching textbook, it belongs to the category of self-study.

It's not difficult to learn at first, but it's hard to specialize.

Especially the upgraded version of the Iron Armor Spell, the enhanced version of the Iron Armor Spell, the difficulty of that spell is much greater.

Especially the upgraded version of the Iron Armor Spell, the enhanced version of the Iron Armor Spell, the difficulty of that spell is much greater.

What Moody was going to teach the two of them today was this enhanced version of the Iron Armor Charm.

"The spell of the spell is super armor protection."

With a wave of his wand, Moody cast an advanced version of the Iron Charm on himself.

Don't look at it, it's just two more words, and the difficulty is many times higher than before.

The benefits are also obvious, and the protection is also several times that of the Iron Armor Charm.

It's a very useful spell.

Dudley and Harry had spent a lot of time just learning the spell, and that was when they both had a foundation in the Iron Charm.

In the days that followed, Moody also taught the two of them many other useful spells.

For example, the range-based defensive spell of all protection can also be said to be a mutant branch of the Iron Armor Spell.

There are also impregnable support enchantments that can increase the protection of the Iron Armor Charm.

"All plus protection + solid gold can make your protection range wider and your protection level more solid."

"Quite a practical spell."

The two of them were like sponges, constantly absorbing the knowledge imparted by Moody's.

In terms of age alone, Moody and Hagrid are about the same age, but the latter is a half-blood giant with a different lifespan than a normal human, so Hagrid looks like he is in his thirties and forties, and is actually in his 70s retirement age.

At the age of 70, Moody is likely to be a wizard of the same period as Old Futou.

Naturally, his knowledge is needless to say.

It's fast forward to February, the day of the second match of the Triwizard Tournament.

Hogwarts' Dursley were overwhelmingly ahead, and the Warriors of the other two schools were holding their breath to find their way back in this second game.

"Game 2 is all about underwater activities, have you found a way, Harry?"

In the Gryffindor lounge, the flames of Sirius's head burst out of the fireplace again.

Harry sat in his chair writing a paper on Potions class, and since Dudley had been boiling Potions class from time to time, Snape simply didn't bother to bother with him, so his recent attention had been on Harry, and he was naturally more demanding, biting the barrel of his pen while answering Sirius's question: "I have several methods, the head bubble charm, the underwater breathing charm, the water potion and the gill pouch grass."

"It's really James's child, I'm still worried. I didn't expect you to find so many ways. ”

Sirius said heartily.

However, Harry, who was being complimented, didn't seem to like the words of praise very much.

Especially the sentence that is worthy of James's child.

Harry was grown up and had the ability to tell right from wrong, and no matter how good Sirius described his father was, Harry found nothing but a Quidditch trophy with his father's name written on it in the prize row room at Hogwarts.

On the contrary, after knowing his father's previous behavior on campus, he didn't have a good impression of him.

Dudley's worst hate is school bullying, but his father is a school bully, and his esteemed potions teacher, Professor Snape, is the target of bullying.

For a time, Harry didn't even know how to deal with the Potions professor.

Harry interrupted Sirius' tirade, "I wonder what he would do if it was Brother D."

(End of chapter)