Chapter 548 Hogwarts Dance Teacher
As the name suggests, the "Animal Breeding Experiment Law" prohibits artificial breeding of new types of magical creatures, but does not interfere with the copulation of wild animals.
This is also normal. No matter how wide your wizard is, can you still control who other magical creatures mate with?
Most magical creatures will not hybridize with different species, just like which normal person would be tempted by the "beauty" in the chimpanzee?
Of course, individual wizards are not ruled out, not to mention goats and lizards, even dolphins, snakes with teeth pulled out, and snails are not spared... The main one is hunting.
Therefore, Hagrid insisted that the snails were "picked up" by him, and at most he would confiscate them, and he would not really do anything to him.
This is also considered a loophole in this bill is not a loophole.
But Hagrid seemed to have won the snails, but he also lost his reputation.
Last year, the Hippogriff attacked Malfoy. In order to save its life, with Rove's help, Hagrid exercised extreme restraint. The magical creatures he taught were also animals like unicorns that students liked to see.
Hagrid won the love of many young wizards.
But there was no crisis for Buckbeak this semester, and he let himself go. In less than three days, he exhausted the good reputation accumulated in the past year.
Hagrid also became the second worst professor at Hogwarts in the shortest time.
As for the worst, of course it is the undisputed Professor Snape!
He still maintains the habit of deducting points at will, has a bad temper, and speaks in a strange way. It's strange that he can please the students!
But what is surprising is that in the past, Snape would vent his tempered yin and yang energy on the new defense against the dark arts professor in order to retaliate against them for stealing his position.
Quirrell, Lockhart and Sirius have all been targeted and ridiculed by Snape to varying degrees.
Especially Quirrell and Lockhart, the long hospital stay also made Snape addicted to being a temporary professor for several months.
But Snape didn't do this this year. Instead, he seemed to be very afraid of Moody.
Even when eating in the Great Hall or passing each other in the corridor, Snape avoided Moody's eyes, the magical one and the normal one.
The little wizards were all wondering, why didn't they dare to use Snape's usual workplace bullying on Moody? !
There must be a story here!
Soon the information about Moody was dug up by a group of students:
Veteran Auror - master at catching dark wizards - fills half the cells in Azkaban - war hero.
So, the little wizard understood why Snape was so cowardly. It turned out that he was afraid of being caught in Azkaban.
Everyone is looking forward to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class more and more. After all, just being an Auror is enough to fascinate the students, not to mention that Moody has other auras on him.
Friday morning,
Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw College finally ushered in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class. All the students arrived in the classroom early, and even the most lazy little badger didn't want to miss this class.
Soon the bell rang, and Moody limped into the classroom with thumping footsteps.
Passing by Hannah, and seeing her leafing through Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense, Moody said gruffly:
"Kids, put that away, you won't be using this kind of children's book in my class!"
The little wizards put the book into their schoolbags and looked at each other. Many of them thought this book was difficult, but they didn't expect Moody to call it...a children's book.
Moody took out the roster, shook his head, brushing his long gray hair away from his twisted, scarred face, and began to roll the roll.
His normal eye moved down the list, while the magic eye kept turning around, staring at each student who answered.
When Rove was called, Moody raised his head and looked at the boy with both eyes. After he paused for a moment, he continued to roll the roll. After the last student answered, Moody said:
"More than a month ago, I received a letter from Professor Dumbledore, inviting me, a retired old man, to come to Hogwarts to teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts, but I wrote back and rejected him."
"Why, Professor Moody?" McMillan asked boldly, "Do you think we are not qualified to learn from you?"
"Of course not, kid." Moody's magic eyes turned and stared at McMillan:
"All wizards in Britain graduated from Hogwarts, including me, and there are many geniuses among you, how could you not be qualified to learn from me?
only……"
Moody paused, and continued to speak in a rough voice: "As you may know, I was an Auror before I retired. I have never worked as a teacher, and I don't know how to teach students."
"How could it be?!" Susan said adoringly, "My aunt said that you taught more than half of the Aurors in the Auror Office... You are the best Auror ever."
"Miss Burns, your aunt is Amelia Burns, isn't it?" said Moody. "Honestly, she flatters me a lot."
"However, I did bring out quite a few Aurors." Moody said hoarsely, "But teaching Aurors is completely different from teaching students!"
"What's different, Professor Moody?" Ravenclaw's Michael Kona wondered, "Don't they all teach magic?"
"No... Aurors will face all kinds of terrible black wizards and black magic in the most extreme environment!" Moody said in a deep voice:
"Therefore, all they learn are real killing techniques!"
Moody looked at all the students and said coldly:
"But you're just playing around in the safety of Hogwarts, learning some nice but flashy dances... Sorry, I can't think of a better word to describe it."
"Albus asked me a cripple to teach you how to dance, and it would end up being horrible."
"We're not dancing." Justin said unconvinced:
"We've mastered a lot of magic and learned how to deal with boggarts, red hats, kabats, and grindylows... these dangerous dark magic creatures."
The rest of the class murmured their agreement.
Moody looked at Justin expressionlessly. "Oh, boggarts, red hats... so scary."
"It turns out that you are under the protection of the professor, swinging wooden toys around, and dealing with a few magical creatures with low intelligence, is it dangerous?" Moody smiled disdainfully, and said:
"Have you ever seen piles of dead people? Have you ever had an Avada Kedavra fly inches above your head? Have you ever fought a horde of Death Eaters endlessly?"
Moody looked at the crowd and said stiffly:
"If you don't have any of these, where do you have the right to say it's dangerous?"
The whole classroom was suddenly silent.
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