Let You Be An Exchange Student, Have You Sinicized Magic?

"My respected Headmaster Dumbledore, I swear, the girls of Barton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are not usually like this.

"Collective lateness, this phenomenon has never appeared at Barton Academy of Magic." Maxim said.

"Ahem... Ms. Maxim, you don't need to be too surprised." Dumbledore smiled awkwardly.

Because he is too familiar with this scene.

The game of Fighting the Landlords has just appeared at Hodwards College.

There was also a time when students stayed up late.

There are less than half of the people in the morning class.

It can be said that Headmaster Dumbledore has experienced it.

has experience.

Needless to say, the reason lies with Zhang Xuan.

After all, the card game Doudizhu was first created by Zhang Xuan.

Afterwards, it was passed on from ten to ten, and all the little wizards in Hogwarts College knew how to play it.

"Oh, I should have guessed it a long time ago. This exchange student from Hogwarts is really... a strange young man." Ms. Maxim listened to Dumbledore's explanation.

Both principals showed sympathetic expressions.

sigh each other.

Today's morning class is Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

The professor in charge of teaching this course has not yet arrived in the classroom.

The little wizards are already discussing the new professor of Defense from the Dark Arts class.

"Have you heard, the professor who taught us Defense Against the Dark Arts is the weirdo at the dinner yesterday."

"Is that the one-eyed weirdo? He doesn't look like a nice guy."

"Too bad, I panicked when I saw his one-eyed eye."

Ron, Harry and Zhang Xuan sat in the second row.

Primary school bully Hermione habitually sat in the first row that belonged to her.

"Too unlucky, I swear, I've never been so unlucky as I was last night."

"Lost a whole hundred gold gallons!" Ron was still replaying last night's fight against the landlord.

With a look of indignation on his face, he continued:

"Furong Della Kuer has just learned the rules of the game of Fighting the Landlords, but her luck is too good~"."

"Also, why am I so unlucky?" Ron said with a pained face.

100 gold gallons is almost half a month's living expenses for him.

Losing all at once is equivalent to bleeding once.

If you can laugh, that's the hell.

"I bet, she must have secretly used the Unlucky Curse on me, otherwise how could I be so badass!" Ron was still chattering.

There were footsteps outside the classroom.

Before the little mages could react.

One-eyed man, Moody has already appeared on the podium.

He used the Apparatus Charm to enter the classroom in an instant.

"Introduce myself, my name is Alastor Moody, a former Auror."

"At the invitation of your Headmaster, Mr. Dumbledore, to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"From now on, I will be teaching your Defense Against the Dark Arts classes." Moody turned around and took out the chalk.

Write your name on the blackboard fluently.

"Oh my god, it's really this scary one-eyed man, he's our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"It's horrible, especially with his moving fake eyes."

Brother Peter sat in the last row.

The two lowered their voices and discussed in a low voice.

Suddenly, the sound of chalk falling on the blackboard stopped abruptly.

Moody turned around sharply.

Fold the chalk in your hand in half.

whoosh

Two voices sounded.

The next moment, poor brother Peter couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by chalk.

"Everyone, I really don't like being interrupted by others when I'm talking!" Moody's eyes swept across the young mages underground.

Everyone except Zhang Xuan.

At this moment, I dare not take a breath.

The pressure this one-eyed man brought to them was too strong.

Maybe it was the professional status of an Auror.

Moody developed a suspicious personality.

No matter who he looked at, his gaze seemed to be interrogating a criminal black magician.

You know, the whole black mage of Azkaban.

Half of them were sent in by Moody himself.

The black mages in the wizarding world, just hearing the name Moody makes their teeth itch with hatred.

Moody turned away and continued writing on the blackboard.

Brother Peter doesn't seem to believe in evil.

Rubbing his slightly red forehead, he lowered his voice.

"This strange old man is too annoying, does he have eyes in the back of his head?

"This way we can discover our small movements."

Suddenly, the air in the classroom froze.

The chalk in Moody's hand stopped again.

I saw him turn around abruptly.

He uttered a mantra quickly.

Almost instantly.

A cloud of white gas condensed into a grimace suddenly appeared in front of Brother Peter.

Brother Peter screamed in fright.

Fortunately, Moody didn't mean to hurt them, and just a little punishment dispelled the spell.

"Sir, I can not only see your every move down there."

"I can still hear it!" Moody said coldly.

Without the slightest emotional color.

The mischievous Brother Peter met Moody's fierce eyes.

Instantly became honest.

A long half a minute passed.

Moody relieved his breath and continued to speak.

~We will start with the introductory part of this course today. "

"When it comes to black magic, I personally prefer one word."

"Practice makes true knowledge."

"Now, I have a question for you, who can tell me."

"In the wizarding world, how many Unforgivable Curses are there?" Moody asked a question.

Then look at the students below.

His eyes stayed on Zhang Xuan for a long time.

Moody's heart was terrified.

It was the first time he met a young man who had the courage to meet his gaze.

Of course, this was also because Principal Dumbledore hadn't had time to introduce Zhang Xuan's identity to Moody, the new magic professor.

Otherwise, Moody would not be so surprised.

"There are three of them, Professor Dee!"

Soon, some students opened their mouths to answer.

There were even people discussing in a low voice (De Zhao Zhao).

"What's so difficult about this question, I knew it in the first grade.

"Professor Moody's question is too pediatric."

Moody didn't speak this time and let the students discuss.

It was not published until the voices of the little mages gradually disappeared.

Moody continued: "Very well, in the magic world, there are three Unforgivable Curses.

"So now, who can answer me."

"Why are they called the Unforgivable Curses?" Moody's gaze swept over the little mages again.

This time, the students did not answer first.

All fell into thinking.

Only Hermione, sitting in the front row, raised her hand.

A flash of appreciation flashed in Moody's eyes, and he said, "Okay, then please answer this question."

Hermione stood up, and said her answer seriously: "Because they are unforgivable, using any of these spells will..."