Magical Studies at Hogwarts

When he returned to the dormitory that night, while Michael and Anthony were there, Ike threw four badges to them.

"What is this?" Terry looked at the huge s.p.e.w on the badge and was stunned.

"As you can see, a badge."

"What badge do I mean? s.p.e.w? Vomit?"

"No, it's the House Elf Rights Promotion Association. I'm the chief promoter, and you are members." Ike put the book on the desk, "By the way, two Sicos each, give me money."

"Is this... the one that Hermione made?" Stewart, who was well-informed, asked tentatively. When Ike nodded, he immediately threw the badge on the bed.

"This is simply impossible!"

"And, Two Siko! Why don't you go rob Gringotts!"

"Believe me, Gringotts is not that easy to grab." Ike said seriously, "Besides, this money is going to be used for the development of the association, and it has a serious purpose."

With that said, Ike stretched out his hand.

Just as Stewart was about to say something else, he was pulled by Michael and Terry on the side, and then he saw the cushions and pillows that had floated up and surrounded them.

"I would love to be a house elf..." Stewart counted out two Sickles and placed them solemnly in Ike's hand.

"What association is this?"

"House Elf Rights Promotion Association." Ike replied seriously.

"Yes, that's right, he is...a member of the Promotion Association!"

Several people paid the money one by one and looked at the "floating objects" falling back to their original places, silently breathing a sigh of relief.

They had experienced Ike's "Pillow Technique" before, and they didn't want to enjoy it again.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that the money will be returned to you." Ike collected the money and said, "How about you just treat it like I borrowed it from you? Isn't it much better to think about it this way?"

"Forget it, just support Hermione's 'great cause'." Terry shook his head helplessly.

"Seriously, didn't you tell her that this was impossible?"

"I said it, but..." Ike spread his hands, and everyone immediately understood.

They also understand Hermione's stubbornness.

In the next few days, the number of members of the House Elf Rights Promotion Association expanded rapidly. Almost all fourth-year students in other houses except Slytherin joined, but there was not much progress in other grades.

It is obvious that the development of the association has reached a bottleneck, but there is nothing that can be done.

In fact, even these current members are basically friends of Ike and Hermione, and they only support their friends when they occasionally go "crazy".

Free the house elves? They're not crazy!

Moreover, after Ike's strong suggestion and modification, the association badge has many more functions, such as temperature control, anti-dirty, and good-looking. It is not a big loss to buy such a "decoration" for two cents.

Of course, Hermione didn't know this, and she thought Ike had really put his energy into it, and was used as an example to teach Harry and Ron a lesson.

The two of them dared to be angry but dared not speak out...

But it’s okay, it’s just a little change in the boring life.

In October, Moody, who had demonstrated almost all the dangerous dark arts, tried a new trick: he decided to let the students learn to resist the Imperius Curse.

This is undoubtedly an outrageous decision, and what is even more outrageous is that Dumbledore actually acquiesced to Moody's approach.

"I think Professor Moody has his own reasons for doing this." Dumbledore said this after being asked by countless people.

As a result, the entire Hogwarts was captured by the "Immortal Curse".

In every class, Moody would call the students up one after another and use the soul-stealing spell on them, making them perform all kinds of incredible actions.

Among the boys in Ravenclaw, Stuart was the worst. He danced tap dance and ballet. Once he even lay on the ground like a puppy and almost performed in public. Among the girls, Moratti, she

He jumped up and down on the table while standing upside down, performed a set of extremely difficult yoga movements, and stuffed himself directly into a small box.

Almost everyone suffered from this "torture", but Ike was "lucky" to escape every time.

"None of you have successfully resisted the Seizing Curse, which makes me very disappointed." After another "successful" teaching, Professor Moody said, "Potter did it as early as two weeks ago.

Now my Soul Seizing Curse can't even have an effect on him."

"Are you really a Ravenclaw known for your wisdom?"

"Hufflepuff didn't surprise me."

"get out of class is over!"

Maybe it was Professor Moody's arrogance, or maybe it was the reason why he had escaped death many times. Someone directly retorted: "Professor, there are still people who have never experienced your soul-stealing curse!"

"You're talking about Strider, I don't think he needs to go through this."

"But I don't think you deserve special treatment!"

"That's right!"

"Let's also cast a soul-stealing curse on Ike!"

The classroom instantly became chaotic, with everyone talking and turning into a mess. Even Stuart and the others were making noises.

"Haha..." Looking at this messy scene, Moody suddenly laughed sinisterly, and his magic eye moved around.

"Since you ask so, then... Ike Strider, come forward!"

Ike helplessly glanced at the aggrieved people around him, as well as those like Hermione and Stewart who were ready to watch the excitement. Shi Shiran walked up and stood at the front with his back to Moody.

"The soul is out of body!"

Ike shrugged.

"The soul is out of body!"

Ike winked at Hermione.

"The soul is out of body!"

He even waved to everyone.

"As you can see, Strider is completely capable of resisting the Seizing Curse." Moody put away his wand and said.

"This is impossible!"

"This is false! You didn't use the Soul Seizing Curse at all!"

Someone whispered something, but in the classroom that became extremely quiet due to Ike's performance, this sentence was particularly clear.

Then, a louder discussion broke out.

"Bang! Bang!"

Moody's crutch hit the floor hard twice, and everything fell silent again.

His magic eyes moved faster, and everyone felt that the thing was staring at them, as if they had seen through them.

"Strider, I will use the Seizing Curse on you with all my strength next." Moody pointed his wand directly at Ike and shouted.

"The soul is out of body!"

Before Ike could react, the white light on the tip of Moody's staff flashed away. Under everyone's gaze, Ike moved.

Spread your arms, look diagonally upward, and point your toes, in a ballet posture.

Moody's wand moved, and Ike's left leg also moved and was raised to the side.

But very slowly, it was obvious that Ike was resisting.

On the stage, Moody's eyes were turning faster and faster; under the stage, there were a group of students looking at him expectantly.

Gradually, Ike's calves began to bend, as if they would jump to the side in the next second.

Suddenly, a magic text glowing with soft silvery white light flashed across Ike's body. Moody snorted coldly and suddenly raised his wand.

The next moment, with everyone's surprised gazes, his body hit the wall behind him hard, and actually penetrated it.

"boom!"

Before anyone could react, the entire wall collapsed.

Along with the smoke and dust, Moody's body slowly floated up from the ruins and moved towards Ike bit by bit.

At this time, people noticed that Ike's body was wrapped with strands of golden silk threads, flowing like water, from his ankles to the top of his head, and then to the extended wand.

"Isn't this what a classroom exercise should be like, Professor Moody?" Ike's tone was cold, his eyes emotionless as he stared at Moody, who was floating powerlessly in front of him.

Or...

Little Barty!