Chapter 233 The Mad-Eye Man Hanging Upside Down in the Air
But black silk is not the main reason.
The important thing is that he doesn't want Hermione to be curious about the kitchen and know the house-elves working there.
What about the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association?
The Ministry of Magic already has a House-Elf Resettlement Office.
The placement and resettlement of house-elves are all handled by this department.
The treatment of house-elves and whether they are abused or not is actually also under the jurisdiction of this department in theory.
After entering the Ministry of Magic, Newt Scamander also worked in this department for two years.
He called these two years "extremely boring" because there was almost nothing to do in this position and he could only drink tea at work.
As a kind of extremely useful magical slave, house-elves are almost never released by pure-blood families.
They themselves are slaves to the bone and think that serving wizards is happiness.
Freedom is hell for them.
Therefore, only when a pure-blood family falls into poverty will they trade through the House-Elf Resettlement Office, releasing them on the surface, but actually buying and selling them. The office will take a commission and regard transactions that do not go through them as illegal.
Of course, this is only a theoretical operation.
Due to the existence of other intelligent magical races such as goblins and the face of the Ministry of Magic, house elves also have human rights.
As long as they declare that they voluntarily follow someone, the Ministry of Magic cannot deny the legitimacy of the transaction.
Otherwise, it means that house elves are slaves, and there are still slaves in the British magic world.
It is easy to make house elves declare voluntary, and they are extremely loyal to their masters.
Even after being released, unless they recognize a new master, they will still think about returning to their masters all the time.
As long as the old master orders the elf to voluntarily follow the buyer, the elf will naturally say that it is voluntary.
This situation is the real reason why Newt had nothing to do in the house elf resettlement office.
The house elves themselves do not want to be free.
Dobby believes that after he is free, he can find a job at will, and no wizard dares to make trouble.
Therefore, instead of doing useless work to encourage house elves to liberate themselves, it is better to join this department after graduation to implement the treatment of house elves and prevent them from being abused.
Even if he fails, he will not suffer any loss.
If it weren't for Newt's heroic deeds, he wouldn't have gotten the job.
Thinking of this, Basil walked faster.
"Hey! Slow down, I can't eat anymore." Ron made a sandwich with sausage and egg on toast, and ran after him while eating heartily.
Although he said this, his swallowing action in his mouth and throat did not stop.
Harry had to slow down and carefully handed over the milk jug in his hand, "Be careful not to choke."
In this way, when Ron drank the last sip of milk, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher arrived.
Hermione hurriedly pulled Basil to sit in the front row.
Ron, who was rubbing his belly with satisfaction like a pregnant woman, instantly lost the satisfaction of being a mother and his face drooped.
Harry was the same.
Under Hermione's warning eyes, the two had to sit in the first row in the middle.
Take out their own "Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide".
Ten minutes later, there were still twenty minutes before class.
Many students have entered the classroom one after another.
Among them are Draco, Crabbe and Goyle.
But this time, they didn't bother to provoke Harry.
The three of them walked straight to the last empty row on the left, took out books, and tried to cover their faces.
But Crabbe and Goyle's efforts were obviously in vain.
Michael Corner of Ravenclaw looked disgusted and quickly changed his seat.
Crabbe's father and Crabbe's face were exactly the same, making everyone unable to look at Crabbe.
And Crabbe was like this.
All over the world, Fudge, who licked old Crabbe's excrement, is now even more exaggerated.
In the office of the Minister of Magic.
Fudge was panting, and until now he could not forget the bitter taste mixed with salty and sour.
And old Crabbe's fat face.
In the middle of the night, the strange eyes and whispers of the people around him made him unable to forget.
Even if he killed a large number of gold galleons from the Death Eaters, it could not make up for his mental loss.
The most important thing is that other people are taking his orders less and less seriously.
His position, the throne of the Minister of Magic.
"Umbridge! Are you laughing at me!"
Fudge roared, drooling all over Umbridge's face.
But she didn't dare to close her eyes, so she could only bear it with a fake smile.
And said with a lowered eyebrow: "I wonder if this is a conspiracy."
"You think, those Death Eaters-"
"What Death Eaters?" Fudge's face sank.
"Ah, I mean the respectable people headed by the Malfoy family," Umbridge quickly changed his words, "With their magic level, who can easily subdue them without alerting others?"
"You mean" Fudge's face became uglier, "Albus Dumbledore."
Umbridge closed her mouth, and she didn't need to add the rest of the words.
All she needed to do was listen.
"Yes, it can only be him."
"Who doesn't want to be a minister?"
"It's just because I'm easy to control, and I don't want to give up the position of Headmaster of Hogwarts, which is more influential than the minister."
"This time it's just a warning. A warning for me to get too close to the Death Eaters."
"While demonstrating his strength, it also creates a gap between me and Malfoy."
"Albus Dumbledore!"
This time, Fudge's voice was trembling and his face was red with anger.
"Umbridge!" He looked up instantly.
This look startled Umbridge, it contained resentment and incomparable anger that seemed to eat people alive.
Fudge took a deep breath and returned to his usual pleasant expression, "Dolores, help me pay attention to Principal Dumbledore. The Triwizard Tournament can easily go wrong, and Dumbledore is old."
"Yes!" Umbridge's artificial voice contained unconcealable joy.
In this case, she dreams of becoming the Headmaster of Hogwarts.
Bagir didn't pay attention to what happened here.
But if he knew, he wouldn't be surprised.
They dared to target Dumbledore because Dumbledore was a good man.
The reason why he didn't dare to target Old Crabbe, who was like the Malfoy family and was a member of the second level of Death Eaters, was because they were Death Eaters, and when pushed hard, they would really kill people and use dirty tricks.
Moreover, the movie version of Fudge is inherently bolder.
In the novel version, Fudge only dared to approach Lucius Malfoy and collect his political donations after breaking with Dumbledore.
The movie version of Fudge directly and openly invited Lucius Malfoy and his family to watch the game, and also gave them a box.
In fact, it can be seen from the difference between the novel version of Arthur and the movie version.
The novel version of Arthur was ridiculed by his family and dared to beat Lucius directly.
The movie version, on the other hand, forced a smile and only dared to glare at Lucius Malfoy without saying a word.
There is also the movie version of Lucius Malfoy who dared to publicly attack Harry with his cane and recite Avada Kedavra, the most dangerous of the Unforgivable Curses, on Harry in front of the principal's office.
It can only be said that the movie version of Lucius Malfoy has already been connected with Fudge, so he is so confident.
The movie version of Dumbledore seems to have a bad temper, but he is also more 'cowardly'.
He was afraid of power and did not dare to get involved in everything in the Ministry of Magic. Even the parts that could have an impact on the Ministry of Magic within the normal scope of his duties as the Chief Magician of the Wizengamot, he ignored.
As a result, Arthur Weasley had to endure it in order to work to support his family and did not dare to offend the distinguished guests of the Minister of Magic.
However, even though Bagir saw everything that happened in the Office of the Minister of Magic, he had no time to care.
Because, ‘Moody’s’ distinctive thumping footsteps came along the corridor.
Compared to Fudge and Umbridge, who can be solved with a killing curse now.
Crouch Jr., who has a Doctor Who face and likes to make faces, is more interesting.
After Crouch Jr. can't see through him with his magic eye, will he take the initiative to target him?
He had long wanted to use the topic to his advantage and went crazy!
He had long been tired of campus life where no one dared to offend him.
In the previous world, it was because Dumbledore was his brother-in-law and he wanted to give him face.
There are also various miscellaneous reasons such as Professor McGonagall.
But this world.
Hmm. Should I just give him a Cruciatus, or should I turn him into a ferret?
Bagir flew his hands together, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Not everyone is like Bagir, though.
Ron regretted now why he sat in the front row.
As a result, I could see Mad-Eye Moody's face so clearly and smell his strong scent.
I almost spit out the mixture of sandwich and milk I just ate.
Harry's nose twitched, and there seemed to be something about Moody that seemed familiar to him.
But when he smelled it carefully, he smelled nothing except body odor and a smell of alcohol.
"Alastor Moody, former Auror, dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic."
In the eyes of Bagir's disappointment and others' awe, Moody spoke lightly against the government.
"Your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
"I'm here because Dumbledore asked me to teach. That's it. Nothing more."
What follows is exactly as shown in the movie.
Mentioned the three unforgivable curses.
Ask questions.
Still scolding Seamus.
Asked who the three unforgivables were, after Ron answered the Imperius Curse, he enlarged the spider and controlled it with the Imperius Curse.
When the girls in the classroom paid more attention to Bajir, ‘Moody’ regarded him as nothing.
Even if Bajir looked back deliberately defiantly, this was still the case.
The only difference was that 'Moody' let Draco go, moved the spider to Crabbe's face and added an extra sarcasm, "Clamp your ass, it's not Fudge's face down there."
Crabbe's face turned red, and Draco and Goyle lowered their heads.
"There are many wizards," Moody looked directly at Draco and the others this time, "all claiming that the reason why they obeyed the mysterious man was because they were under the Imperius Curse. But the question is, how do you know who is lying? ”
At this moment, everyone else in the classroom also looked at them, including Pansy, Hannah, Susan and others who had been looking at Bagir's face in a daze.
They all recalled what happened in the World Cup, and the faces that were exposed in front of everyone.
Without exception, they all claimed to be under the Imperius Curse.
"I think you all know the answer." Moody laughed.
He laughed for a long time, until Draco and the other two almost had to crawl under the table, then he smacked his lips.
He continued the lesson reluctantly, "Who else? I mean the other two of the Unforgivable Curses, come on."
"Some people in the classroom should know very well."
Almost everyone thought that Moody was referring to Draco and the other three.
But Basil noticed that the blue pupil of the magic eye was facing Neville.
Among the four people who tortured the parents of crazy Neville, one of them was Barty Crouch Jr.
As a murderer, he seemed very excited when he saw the face of the victim's son that was similar to his.
'It's really disgusting, it's all a flag.' Basil frowned.
The slight good impression he had on the face of Doctor Who disappeared instantly.
'Demonstrate the Cruciatus Curse quickly, so that I can use Neville and Hermione as an excuse to teach you a lesson.'
Bad oranges are bad oranges.
Neville raised his hand in cooperation, but his hand was not raised halfway.
‘Moody’ couldn’t wait, “Your name is Longbottom, stand up.”
There was suppressed excitement in his voice.
Harry, who was sitting in the first row very close to ‘Moody’ because of the smell, frowned, and he noticed something was wrong.
After being with Ron, the sensitivity to other people’s emotions that he had developed since childhood seemed to have revived.
At the moment, ‘Moody’ didn’t pay attention to Harry, his normal eyes looked at the whole classroom.
The magic eye looked at his perfect work almost greedily.
His cowardice, every timid little expression, made every inch of his nerves seem to be massaged.
“Teacher Sprout told me that you have a talent for herbology.”
He didn’t notice that he exposed his special attention to Neville.
He didn’t need to pay attention.
Neville’s parents are both Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix.
Just like Moody.
These extra attentions are not extra.
Neville was encouraged, and his tone rose a little, "There is also a spell called Cruciatus Curse."
"Correct, correct, come, come." 'Moody' quickly asked Neville to come on stage.
He wanted to observe his expression closely.
"Very dangerous."
"A tormenting spell."
The wand seemed to feel the excitement of its owner and trembled, aiming at the spider.
"Crucia!"
Immediately, the spider's legs began to shake wildly.
A harsh squeak sounded.
Neville's expression also began to distort, as if he was cursed.
"Stop! Don't you see how uncomfortable Neville is! Stop!" Hermione shouted, and Hannah behind her was also very concerned and distressed.
'Moody' woke up: Oh no, I forgot that I was still playing Moody.
He quickly tried to stop the magic and take back the wand.
But it was too late.
Basil stood up, and a strong light flashed.
Moody was hanging upside down in the air, the bottle in his arms fell, and the liquid inside poured out to the ground and flowed to Harry's legs.
"I told you to stop, didn't you hear what Hermione said?" Basil laughed happily.
Haha! Finally vented, but it was a pity that he couldn't use the Cruciatus Curse.