Chapitre 527: v2 Chapter 526： Fried tail snail
It can be seen that Ron hated Malfoy, and what happened just now was really excessive.
A series of unsatisfactory encounters recently made Ron's mood very bad.
Evan, Harry, and Hermione had to comfort him. Malfoy was punished anyway.
Let him turn into a white cockroach, throw it into the air and fall down again, and his stimulation is not small.
Not surprisingly, Malfoy should be honest in recent times.
undefinedWhen the four people returned to the auditorium, the topic was transferred to Moody's first Dark Arts Defence class.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione asked Evan, what happened in class, they have heard the wind.
Except that Moody's is a fake, and there are terrible memories he sees, Ivan tells them the rest.
"It's so cool!" Harry exclaimed. "It's an unforgivable curse!"
"The Soul Curse?!" Ron's face was extraordinarily pale, and he had particularly bad memories on this spell.
"How can he use the Imperius Curse for you!" Hermione said sharply. "This is not allowed, do you have it?"
"Don't worry, I cracked his spell, he probably didn't think I would be so strong." Ai Wen said in a relaxed tone.
"How did you do it?" Harry hurriedly asked.
"Resist the Imperius Curse, you need a strong willpower, or use the brain closure that I teach you." Ai Wen explained, "This magic can prevent all external spirits from invading, not just the Soul of the Soul, it is right All other spiritual related black magic works, for example, the dream you have been doing recently."
"Brain closure is too difficult. Is there any easier way?"
"Easier way?!" Aiwen thought for a moment. "If your magic is stronger than the caster, then his spell will not work for you, and you can even counter it."
"Improving magic is harder than learning brain closure."
"Harry, our focus shouldn't be this. It's an unforgivable curse. Professor Moody's shouldn't use this spell at all." Hermione said, "If the Ministry knows this, it will definitely look for it." Moody and Dumbledore's troubles!"
"Probably will!" Ron said absently, as if he still thought about the way that Avon just said to resist the Imperius Curse. "But Dumbledore is doing this kind of character, isn't it? Moody's has been in trouble for many years. Constantly, always indiscriminate, first try and see his trash cans!"
"And Professor Moody's said that it makes sense. It is better to learn to resist this black magic in class than to be black witches outside, isn't it?" Harry said, "He is teaching us how to deal with real. Black wizard."
Hermione didn't say anything, she could see that she still agrees with this sentence.
Although Moody's approach made her feel uncomfortable, she had to admit that she did start looking forward to it.
A few minutes later, they sat down at the Gryffindor table, and there were not many people in the auditorium.
Seeing the fragrant food, Ron's bad mood has recovered somewhat.
Four of them started to eat lamb chops and potatoes.
Hermione gorged herself and ate fast, and Evan, Harry, and Ron looked at her in amazement.
"Hey, Hermione! Is this your new position on the elf's rights?" Ron couldn't help but ask, "Would you like to spit yourself?"
"No!" said Hermione, her mouth full of bean sprouts, but she tried to stand up and said proudly, "I just want to go to the library."
"What?!" Ron couldn't believe it. "This is the first day of school. I haven't arranged homework yet!"
Hermione shrugged her shoulders and continued to eat in the wind, as if she had not eaten for several days.
Then she jumped up and said a dinner, and ran away.
Behind him, Evan, Harry, and Ron looked at her with surprise.
"Avon, do you know what she is going to do?" Harry asked.
"Unclear, I probably want to write an article about the Hogwarts Magic, about the maintenance of the rights of the house elves."
"She seems to be very concerned about this matter, and really wants to save the enslaved house elves." Harry nodded. "She didn't have classes in the afternoon and would probably stay in the library for a whole afternoon. Right. , Ai Wen, what class are you in the afternoon?"
"Higer's magical biology class, don't know what magical animals he will show us?"
"We just finished, I promise, absolutely very exciting." Harry said, "you will know when you see it!"
"Yeah, a group of pets that can burn people, can swear, and bite people!" Ron nodded. "Hermione thinks they might be useful, like a dragon, although it looks ferocious, but the dragon Blood has magical effects."
A few minutes later, Harry and Ron returned to the common room to take the "Fog and see the future."
They are the divination classes of Professor Trelawney in two afternoons and need to learn how the planet works.
And Ai Wen walked out of the castle, along the slowly downhill lawn, to the Hagrid cabin on the edge of the forbidden forest.
He is still thinking about Carresis and the monster, and who is the little Batty Crouch? !
When Avon walked to Hagrid's hut, he was just approaching and heard a series of explosions that awakened him.
Before he even understood what was going on, a black behemoth rushed over to him.
It was Hagrid's huge hound dog's teeth, and it screamed, throwing Avon down on the grass and squatting on his face.
"Don't be like this, teeth" Ai Wen struggled to stand up.
Holding it to the side of the hut, Hagrid was busy in front of a lot of shaking boxes.
Inside is a very strange scream, and the explosion that Avon just heard.
"You are here, Avon!" Hagrid said happily. "Let's take a look at these fried snails. Harry likes them very much."
Immediately, Ai Wen knew what Ron said, a group of pets that can burn people, can swear, and bite people.
They are a large group of fried snails that look like big lobsters that have changed shape and gone to the shell.
The white, gray, slimy, very horrible appearance, many of the feet stick out and can't see where the head is.
There are about one hundred in each box, each of which is about six inches long and climbs up and climbs together.
They stunned and slammed into the wall of the box, and they also smelled a very strong stinky fish.
From time to time, some of the sparks will be emitted from the tail of a fragile snail, and then the snail will advance a few inches as the slamming sounds.
Disgusting, these things are simply monsters, no worse than the guy I saw in the memory of Carresis. (To be continued.)
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