"Weasley, come and see, your father is in the newspaper again!"
Draco waved the "Daily Prophet" in his hand and read to Ron.
"Albert Weasley, accused of owning a flying car two years ago, was involved in an altercation with a Muggle policeman yesterday..."
Draco's voice was so loud that the entire great hall could hear it.
Finally, he also showed the newspaper to the crowd, the headline on the front page was a photo of Arthur Weasley with the Muggle police.
Seeing Mr. Weasley's restrained and comical look in the photo there were a few chuckles around.
Ron flushed and just as he was about to retort, he heard Draco's voice again.
"Seriously, the Daily Prophet reporter didn't even get his name right."
"Malfoy!" Ron stood up angrily, apparently planning to do something.
Seeing this, Harry hastily stopped him.
"Draco!"
Lucas' voice also came from the Ravenclaw long table.
Draco glanced in his direction, restraining the mocking look on his face.
Originally everything was over.
Unfortunately, the scene just now was watched by the fake Moody.
"What I hate the most is when someone talks about someone else's parents, it's very rude."
Fake Moody limped to Harry and Ron with his staff.
The reason why he did it. Besides wanting to gain Harry's trust, he also wanted to teach Lucius Malfoy's son a lesson.
In the eyes of this fanatic of Voldemort, Lucius Malfoy's behavior back then of renouncing his master and faking being under the imperius curse was enough to be called betrayal.
Facing Moody, there was a hint of horror in Draco's eyes.
There are currently rumors about Mad-Eye Moody, who describe him as more terrifying than Dark Wizards.
Barty, always the drama queen, imitated Moody's character perfectly.
So he drew his wand and pointed it at the Draco, and everyone thought it made sense.
"Isn't it a little too much for a professor to point his wand at his students?"
A sudden voice interrupted the fake Moody.
When he looked at the blond boy walking towards him, his magic eye turned wildly.
"I know you, Lucas Grindelwald, your father is even worse than Malfoy's father."
"Are you really a professor?"
Lucas was not angry, but looked at the fake Moody on the opposite side with some doubts on his face.
"Now I doubt whether you have the ability to be a teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course with such a violent personality."
"Hmph, I'll let you see if I'm capable!"
Fake Moody swung his wand, and a red spell flew towards Lucas.
Lucas greeted him with his wand and the two spells were entangled and emitted a blinding light.
The two put on a wonderful lesson called Hogwarts Welding Techniques for the people in the great hall.
Lucas and fake Moody were at odds with each other, constantly increasing the magic power.
It wasn't until Dumbledore arrived after receiving the news that the two were finally separated.
"Alastor, casting spells on students is not allowed at Hogwarts, I hope you understand."
Seeing Dumbledore's serious expression, Crouch Jr. nodded, imitating Moody's reactions perfectly.
"Mr. Grindelwald, I will have to deduct ten points from Slytherin House for attacking a professor, and please go to Professor Snape's office for detention.
"Okay, Headmaster."
Lucas glanced at fake Moody before leaving with his eyes full of contempt.
The crowd also gradually dispersed, but their discussions about Lucas never stopped.
Many people learned that Lucas actually has the strength to fight against Mad-Eye Moody.
More than one person beat their chest or stomped their feet to express regret.
"Really, why did I finish my breakfast so quickly, I missed such a good show!"
This is the most commonly heard phrase in Hogwarts today.
The Slytherins and his girlfriends were very worried about Lucas being punished. Especially as class time approached but they still couldn't see Lucas.
So much so that in Herbology class, both Harry and Ron endured stares from the entire Slytherin fourth year.
But the two didn't care about it, they even felt a little proud.
Ron, especially, kept whispering that Lucas had finally met his nemesis.
In his and Harry's opinion, Mad Eye Moody is indeed Lucas' nemesis.
You have to know that in the past three years, Lucas has never been deducted points at the beginning of the term, but this time he even got points deducted by Dumbledore himself.
Because of this small incident today, Harry's affection for the fake Moody skyrocketed.
So, where is Lucas at this time?
He was standing on the side of the road leading to the third greenhouse.
Accompanying Luna to observe the bowtruckles on a tree.
"Mr. Lucas, I heard you had a big fight with Professor Moody in the great hall just now?"
"Indeed." Lucas nodded.
"Mad-Eye isn't very friendly with us people."
Luna agreed with his words.
She then said seriously: "My father once said that Mad-Eye Moody may have been attacked by some kind of mysterious creature, so he became a little crazy."
"In short, many people in the Ministry of Magic are abnormal, such as Minister Fudge, I think he has a dangerous army of heliopaths."
She had just finished speaking when she heard Lucas laugh beside her.
"What's the matter? Don't you think so?"
"No, I'm convinced of that, too."
It was the first time that Luna's point of view was recognized by others, which made her feel more and more attached to Lucas.
The two continued to observe the bowtruckles playing until Lucas had to leave.
Once the belated Lucas entered the third greenhouse, Hermione and the Slytherin students, who were originally absent-minded, were finally relieved.
Seeing him coming, Professor Sprout smiled and waved.
"Just waiting for you, my boy, today we are collecting the pus of bubotubers, come on!"
Lucas walked up to Hermione and gave her a comforting look.
"The pus of the Bubotuber is used to make a salve for stubborn acne, and at your current age, you will probably need it soon."
"If you do find an intractable pimple, trust your professor and try the pus of the bubotuber."
"Though you shouldn't try using it undiluted, it can do funny things to unprotected skin."
The students who were dealing with the pus nodded while enduring their nausea.
Soon it was time for herbology to end.
Most students were retching when they walked out of the greenhouse, cleaning up the bad smell on their bodies.
"Oh! How wonderful that the next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts."
Ron put away his timetable, he couldn't wait to go back to the castle.
Harry was also very interested in Professor Moody's first class.
While Lucas was also interested in the class. However, what he was interested in was obviously different from Harry and Ron.
…
In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, fake Moody stood upright by the podium.
There were many bottles and jars on the desk, which were filled with various bugs.
These are the materials that will be used in the class.
"Alastor Moody, ex-Auror, Ministry malcontent… and your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I have been invited by Dumbledore to take over the class."
Lucas sat below, watching Crouch Jr. perform.
It has to be said that Crouch Jr. performed Moody's crazy, manic and irritable character to the fullest.
No wonder he could even fool that old fox Dumbledore.
"When it comes to the dark arts, I prefer practice, because only in this way can you understand the horror of black magic."
"So who can tell me, how many Unforgivable Curses are there?"
Hermione is still the same as ever.
As soon as the fake Moody's voice faded away, her hand was already raised high in the air.
"Hermione Granger."
"There are three in total, sir!"
"Fine, using any of them will get you a one-way ticket to Azkaban."
After the fake Moody finished speaking, he picked up the chalk and wrote what he said on the blackboard.
"Put away the useless books in your hands, from now on, you will no longer need that."
"I read about your class from Lupin, that you've done Boggarts, Grindylows, etc."
"But in my opinion, your learning progress is simply too far behind. I will spend a year teaching you how to fight against evil."
"And today, our first class starts with understanding the Unforgivable Curses, Ron Weasley!."
Ron was shocked when he heard him shout his name.
"You're Arthur's kid, right?"
Fake Moody smiled, but his horrible face was even more terrifying when he smiled.
Seeing Ron nod, the smile on fake Moody's face widened.
"Then tell me about an Unforgivable Curse you know."
"Well... I heard my father talk about one, the Imperius Curse."
"That's right! It caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry back then" Fake Moody nodded fiercely.
He turned and took a spider from the bottle on his desk.
Ron leaned back unconsciously when he saw it.
"Engorgio!"
The spell made the spider the size of a crab.
Fake Moody looked at the students in the classroom with a big spider in his hand.
Maybe it was because he was too excited, which caused his blue magic eye to spin wildly.
It made his madness look even more serious.
He aimed his wand at the spider on his palm, and his expression suddenly became fierce.
"Imperio!"
The originally lively spider suddenly became dull.
The fake Moody turned around slowly, and his blue magical eye locked on Lucas Grindelwald not far away in an instant.
He held up his palm, as if he was demonstrating to the other party.
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