As for his personality, many people say he is strong and brave, but rude and rough, and a lunatic. It is said that he suffered from many sequelae due to wizard wars or too many battles with dark wizards, which made him a changed person. Be paranoid, neurotic, and even overly delusional, thinking that enemies will pop out from anywhere. "
"So he thinks we are all dark wizard reserves?" Eve sneered,
"It's nothing more than that."
"Ah, um, it's probably because of Master Malfoy." Yanes smiled flatteringly at Draco who raised his head and looked over, then turned back and continued,
"Because he is an Auror who specializes in catching dark wizards, he is more sensitive to some behaviors. However, he is originally a very sensitive and weird guy. He hates dark wizards. Sometimes he even feels that he will be attacked for no reason. He is more interested in our academy. The antipathy is not surprising.”
"Ah, there's a little tidbit," Yanez blinked.
"It is said that the reason he chose to retire was not because of his injuries, but because sometimes he could no longer tell whether the enemy should be killed or not."
"How could Dumbledore let such a person be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Draco said with anger, his face turned red.
"That's a murderer who's ready to kill at any time." The other Slytherins looked at him, but looked away before he became more upset.
Noah held his chin thoughtfully: "In other words, he will have a lot of subjective prejudices against us? However, Dean Snape did not say anything in particular. It is not wise to directly conflict with the professor, not to mention his He is still an excellent former Auror. Just avoid him first, no matter what, don't get caught again." All the Slytherins nodded and agreed with his view.
They were obviously Dumbledore's people. Their family still had a lot of restrictions when facing Dumbledore, not to mention that the other party was a former Auror with great achievements. There were not many people here who had really clean families. , before accurately grasping the handle that can check and balance the new professor, it is the best choice to temporarily stay quiet and avoid being caught by the other party.
Although there are some idiots, the young master of the Malfoy family has not been able to get anything good. In addition, Noah has also spoken and others have no objections. They can only suppress the little dissatisfaction in their hearts.
...It was night, Professor Moody limped up the stairs, gave the password in front of the stone beast, and entered the principal's office.
"Oh, Alastor," Dumbledore looked at him with a smile.
"How does it feel to teach a little wizard? This is the first day, a once-in-a-lifetime experience." Professor Moody said unhappily.
With a "tsk" sound, he limped and sat down on the empty chair. He glanced at Fenghuang who was taking a nap with his eyes closed. He took out a silver water bottle from his pocket, opened it and took a deep sip before saying, "It feels very good." No, Slytherin is simply a group of dark wizard reserves." Dumbledore heard this and shook his head: "No, no, no, you can't say that, Alastor, they are just children, they are students here, no There is no reserve for any dark wizard."
"Ha," Professor Moody sneered.
"Do you know what happened today? That little Malfoy, he actually used a curse, a sneak attack, or a curse on Harry's back. If his accuracy had been better, Harry would be in the hospital now. I don’t know any student who would attack his classmates secretly. He’s just young, but he has a lot of vicious thoughts.”
"Malfoy, oh, Malfoy," Principal Dumbledore sighed,
"He is a child who is too self-centered, but in fact he is not bad-hearted. It is just family factors..."
"Dark wizard inherited from the family? Death Eater?" Professor Moody interrupted,
"Come on, I don't care if he's a good baby or not, but I have to teach him a lesson."
"But you can't use the same tactics on students as you did on prisoners. It will scare them." Principal Dumbledore warned seriously.
"I wouldn't use any means against ordinary brats." Professor Moody took another sip of wine, wiped away the overflowing wine from his mouth, straightened his expression and said,
"But there are indeed many people in Slytherin worth caring about."
"Um?"
"Noe Lannister, Eve Lestrange."
"They are both very good little wizards." Principal Dumbledore sat up slightly and said,
"Any questions?"
"Lannister is no longer just excellent, he feels like a little monster to me. A dangerous little monster that can threaten me." Professor Moody recalled today's confrontation. At the beginning, his His attention was actually focused on Eve, after all, it was Miss Lestrange who had said the words that made his blood pressure soar in the first place.
But during the confrontation in the classroom, his attention quickly fell on Noah. It’s not that Noah looked like a sinister dark wizard, but that he felt at that moment—he sensed danger from Noah!
It was not an illusion caused by excessive tension when his nerves were sensitive, but he actually sensed a fatal threat from a sixteen-year-old wizard.
He even tightened his grip on his wand at that moment. After class, he thought about that feeling again and again, and realized what the subtle strangeness he noticed when he was undoing Draco's curse during the day was. The little wizard was too relaxed when undoing the curse.
The transformation of living creatures is a very advanced spell, especially the spell used on people. Even the sixth grade wizard has only just begun to come into contact with it, let alone break the spell.
But when Noah solved the spell, he didn't even recite the spell easily. He just used the silent spell to easily and perfectly touch the spell.
Although he had heard of Noah's genius before coming to class, when he thought about it carefully, he could only think of
The word "monster". That's not a simple talent, it's definitely not simple
"genius". Dumbledore agreed with him, but compared to Professor Moody's caution, he just smiled: "That is indeed a gifted child. His future achievements are limitless, and he may even surpass me. Professor Moody looked at him suspiciously: "I assume you still remember that he is a Slytherin." They all know who the last Slytherin genius was.
The scene of Noah being surrounded by Slytherins during the day, the scene of issuing orders under the instruction of Professor Snape, and the cold eyes when he looked over, as if he didn't care about anything, it's hard not to be confused with the other. The figures overlap.
"Of course, I know, but he is a good boy." Dumbledore still insisted,
"I know." He had also had that doubt, but five years of attention had convinced him of one thing - they were different.
Professor Moody took a sip of wine and was silent for a few seconds before choosing to trust Dumbledore's judgment: "If you insist."
"Then let's talk, Lestrange."
