No one knows what entanglements happened on that distant island.
At the same time, the new semester at Hogwarts has officially begun.
Dolores Umbridge is still in front of her Minister of Magic, compiling and planning to issue her authoritarian "education orders" to demonstrate her authority.
She couldn't bear to part with her current position, and came here to be some kind of "broken" principal, and she was acting as an agent.
This post was held by Piers Thicknesse, a former friend of the former Minister of Magic Fudge, whom Umbridge had just assigned here from his position as Director of the Ministry of Magic's Executive Division.
This is a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a beard. From the perspective of appearance alone, he is much better than Umbridge and not too annoying.
If it is according to the original, Fudge has not stepped down at this time, and is still trying his best to maintain stability, weaving the false illusion that Voldemort has not yet returned, using the "Daily Prophet" as a propaganda position, accusing a certain savior of lying, it is his vanity, seeking attention .
And this man will be controlled by a Death Eater in the end, lose his sanity and thoughts, and become a puppet minister.
Now this result seems to be not bad for him.
He was much more talkative than Umbridge, much better than that woman's horrific desire to control.
He likes to stand at the back of the classroom with a smile on his face and listen to the lectures, but he doesn't express his opinions too much.
Ever since, the hostility of many people, whether students or teachers, towards him has subsided a lot.
Mad-Eye Moody even invited him to fight on stage in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. As a top student who graduated from Hogwarts, Thinknes still has a certain level, even if he is not a professional Auror, and Mad-Eye Hammoody still kept in touch.
It is worth mentioning that.
Barty Crouch Jr. was really good at guessing his mind and character, even if he was in person now, he still behaved like this, no matter the tone or the style of class.
This group of students was almost confused, because there is almost no difference between fake and real.
"Weasley, come up here." After finishing a practical demonstration, Moody suddenly called Ron's name. Call him to the podium.
Ron's body froze suddenly, and then he stood up hesitantly, still not daring to look at Moody, his magic eyes rolled in their sockets, as if trying to see through him .
The tremendous pressure was like a boulder pressing on him, making him unable to breathe.
He didn't have much burden in the past, but now as a prefect, his every move will be magnified, and making a fool of himself will become a bigger laughing stock.
He held onto the table tremblingly, and slowly walked in front of Moody.
The students in the classroom saw him showing a little timidity, and immediately started to laugh, especially the Slytherin students, they were keen to add trouble to Gryffindor, and it was a very pleasant thing to see them make a fool of themselves.
Even though testing has not started yet.
The final facts proved that they did not laugh at anything wrong.
"Although dark wizards don't talk about etiquette and morality, as a first confrontation, we can still bow to each other and count it as a duel, Weasley? What do you think?" Moody's blue one, full of The magical acting skills are still swirling in the eye sockets.
Ron nodded and bowed tremblingly to Moody.
"Disarm!" Moody's wand was raised quickly. Ron wanted to raise his wand to resist, but found himself too nervous to speak. The more he tried to resist, the more he lost control.
Moody's wrist shook quickly, and the tip of the old wand in his hand burst into a dazzling light, and then the light seemed to come alive, and hit Ron's wrist directly.
The wand was thrown high and flew into Moody's hand.
The powerful impact knocked Ron back many steps, and finally he was pushed against the dusty wall, and slowly slid down weakly, and sat slumped on the ground.
"One more time." Moody threw back the wand that belonged to Ron and asked him to pick it up by himself, and Moody himself had no expression on his face, and there was no expression of joy or anger, but it was obvious that this represented dissatisfaction .
"Okay." Ron stood up tremblingly. He still tried his best to regain his dignity and didn't want to become a laughing stock among the prefects.
When Ron's wand was knocked out of his hand for the seventh time and flew into Moody's hand, their laughter almost toppled the ceiling.
Moody also seemed to want to make Ron look ugly, and even let their laughter go, ignoring it.
Ron's face was flushed now, and then turned into a liver-like crimson in an instant.
"It turns out that the new prefect of Gryffindor is so capable." Not far away, Pansy sneered at the desk, and the Slytherin students all laughed in unison.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the fifth grade became the combination of two colleges, which further enhanced the confrontation.
The competition between colleges and colleges, Moody will train students in the classroom.
Especially now that Voldemort has been resurrected, it is even more necessary to strengthen their defense against the dark arts. No one can protect them for a lifetime, and more often, they may have to face danger by themselves.
"Actually, as a negative example of being attacked before, I don't have any reason to teach you again, just seeing you now, it is still more than enough for me to teach you, that fake may not have taught you anything carefully Things." Moody said slowly at this moment.
Of course, in fact, Barty Crouch Jr. is still very responsible in teaching. After all, he has to "hide" Dumbledore, and the play has to be a full set.
"Also, Weasley, assuming that Hogwarts is going to participate in the war against that mysterious man one day, as a prefect, do you want to stand behind the junior students and let others protect you, or do you want to be heroic?" stand in front of them?" Mad-Eye Moody questioned him at this moment, and Ron was speechless.
Before Moody dismissed get out of class, he informed Ron to go to his office, saying that as a prefect, he should not only have such a low level, and he should be trained well.
So at lunch, only Harry and Hermione ate together.
Moody said that when he could be barely satisfied, Ron would be released.
Hermione felt that this was an opportunity, and she was about to start fulfilling her promise, which was a task Dumbledore gave her at the end of last semester.
Try to let as few people know as possible, even Ron had better keep it secret.
It's not that you don't trust him, it's just not necessary.
The secret of Harry's mind's connection to Voldemort's is not something worth promoting.
In the Gryffindor lounge, just as Harry was about to go down the spiral staircase and go back to the men's bedroom for a nap, Hermione stopped him.