Unseal at Hogwarts

Tom finished the food on the plate in three bites, grabbed the whole package happily and ran to the bedroom.

The goshawk firmly grasped Tom's shoulders and glanced at the people following him with a leering attitude.

Harry originally wanted to go back with him, but then he thought about it. Tom must have wanted to take a good look at the gift from his godfather by himself. He had better not bother him. Even if he was interested in the small mobile phone, he was completely

You can wait until Tom understands it before telling him.

Thinking this, Harry moved his buttocks and ate his breakfast with peace of mind.

On the staff table, Dumbledore chuckled, forked a piece of cake covered with cream, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tom ran all the way and rushed into his dormitory.

The goshawk probably got tired of sitting on Tom's shoulder. As soon as Tom entered the bedroom, it flapped its wings and landed on Tom's desk.

But before Rubelos came back, Tom locked the door himself, sat on the carpet, and opened the box again.

There was also a detailed instruction manual in the small box containing the mobile phone. Tom followed the instructions and immediately knew how to use the mobile phone.

This is indeed much easier to use than the previous "big brick". It is compact and can be used in the magical world. The most important thing is that even if it runs out of power, Tom doesn't have to worry. He just needs to point his wand at it and whisper "

"Energy Replenishment" can be used again, which is not too convenient.

"If all mobile phones in the Muggle world were like this, I'm afraid they would be sold like crazy." Tom said to himself while holding the mobile phone in a very good mood.

After studying the mobile phone, Tom grabbed the long and narrow wooden box lying inside the big box.

The wooden box was very light and completely different from the boxes Tom saw when he went to Ollivander's Wand Shop to buy a wand.

The wooden box is surrounded by carved patterns that are winding and intertwining, giving it an indescribable sense of strangeness.

Tom opened the wooden box. This wooden box contained the magic wand mentioned in the letter by Godfather Penny.

This wand is also somewhat different from Tom's own silver-haired basswood wand.

It was about ten inches, and the stick was straight. There was a small ring-shaped protrusion about two inches from the tip of the stick. The hand-held part at the end was very beautiful. When Tom held it, a feeling spread from the depths of his heart.

The feeling of warmth and comfort.

Tom was still a little skeptical at first, worried that his godfather had been deceived and spent all his efforts to get a useless piece of wood, but now he was somewhat relieved.

The godfather is still so capable. No matter what he wants to do, he can definitely do it.

Tom took the wand and tried it.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Not far away, Harry's pillow slowly floated up from the bed, moving up, down, left and right with the movements of Tom's hands.

"The curse stops immediately."

Now Tom was completely relieved. This wand was indeed real, and for some reason, it suited him very well.

Tom carefully placed the wand away and opened another wooden box.

In the other wooden box is the wand cover mentioned in the letter.

Tom tried it and found that this wand case was very suitable for holding the wand given by his godfather. It could be fixed on the left side of the body. As long as the robe was put on outside, no one would see the hidden wand.

Tom happily put away these gifts and only put the mobile phone in his pocket. The wand and wand case were carefully placed in the suitcase, locked with the "ingot" plate, and pushed the suitcase to the

Under the bed.

He originally wanted to bring this spare wand with him, but thinking of Moody's big blue eyes, he decided to hide the wand first - it was rumored that Moody's magical eyes could see through

All the things.

It was getting late. When Tom saw that everything was packed, he grabbed his schoolbag and hurried to the classroom.

Unfortunately, this is Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Tom had timed it just right. As soon as he sat down in the empty seat next to Harry, Moody's distinctive "thumping" footsteps came from the corridor.

The students in the entire classroom had solemn faces and were ready.

"Ding - Ding -"

The footsteps got closer and closer, and soon they arrived at the classroom door.

Moody's slightly rickety figure appeared at the door of the classroom.

He scanned the entire classroom with his normal eye, and the blue magic eyes were spinning crazily in his eye sockets.

All the students looked at Moody - this was the first time for a fourth-year Slytherin student to take Moody's class.

Tom was actually a little resistant to this class.

Moody obviously didn't deal with him, and he didn't seem to be a broad-minded person. He knew that Moody would definitely make things difficult for him in class.

"Put away your textbooks." Moody said in his slightly hoarse and deep voice, "That stuff is of no use in my class."

Tom raised his eyebrows in surprise, just as Harry looked at him.

The classroom was very quiet, except for the rustle of students putting away their textbooks, and the only sound left was the sound of Moody walking around.

"As far as I know, you have learned a lot in previous years' Defense Against the Dark Arts classes." Moody glanced around the classroom with his normal eyes.

But for some reason, Tom always felt that Moody's magic eyes stayed in his direction longer.

"However, I have to say that the knowledge you have learned is just superficial knowledge about defense against dark arts." Moody hit the floor hard with the crutch he was leaning on, making a crisp knocking sound, "And I want to hand over

What I give you is the real Defense Against the Dark Arts skills you need when fighting between wizards."

His face, dissatisfied with the scar, twitched, revealing a twisted smile, with slightly yellow teeth bared, looking at the students in the classroom maliciously.

Even though the relationship between Moody and the Slytherins was somewhat tense, after he said these words, the Slytherins still became uncontrollably agitated.

Not to mention that Harry was already gearing up, his eyes were shining, and he wanted Moody to teach them powerful and useful magic right away.