Harry Potter's Bastard

Hermione was completely frightened by Solim's words, she just wanted to do something for the house-elves to improve their survival with her compassion and pity, but Solim's words completely chilled the blood of this young girl who had not been deeply involved in the world—not only cold, but also frozen.

Hermione had never thought about the problems Solim had said, and had never realized what house-elves really meant to wizards, and now that she knew, she was dumbfounded, she sympathized with these oppressed and exploited house-elves and wanted to help them do something, but if these were exchanged for the safety of her own family, Hermione couldn't accept it in her heart.

"If nothing else, just talk about your idea of paying house-elves, Dumbledore won't agree to it, there are hundreds of house-elves at Hogwarts, that's a lot of money. The budget of Hogwarts is limited, and if you give money to the house-elves, then the students' food purchases, school maintenance, and staff salaries will be affected, and everyone will oppose you. "

"So, forget about it, Hermione, these aren't things you should be focusing on right now, if you really want to do something for wizarding society, go into politics, but it's not much easier than freeing house-elves, but at least there's hope for success. "

Hermione was disappointed that what she thought was a righteous, right cause was over before it really began. After listening to Solim's words, she had to admit that she had thought things too simply, but Hermione was Hermione, and she was refreshed after a moment of depression. She wasn't going to just give up, if the old way didn't work, she was going to go the other way, and she was going to pay a visit to the house-elves at Hogwarts to see how they were doing at Hogwarts.

Just as Hermione was thinking about it, the conversation had shifted from house-elves to the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

"My grandmother once told me that Moody was a very good Auror. Neville spoke in a rare vein, usually silent.

"Half of Azkaban's men were captured by him. And in the ...... In that era when people were rampant, Moody was always on the front line. "

"Well, he's just a retired old man now. I've also heard that he has a brain problem. Draco tapped his head with his finger and said disdainfully, "Looks like I'm right, the professors of the annual Defence Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts aren't normal people. "

"You say that because Professor Moody is an Auror, Malfoy must have dealt with them a lot, right?" Harry felt good about Moody. In Harry's eyes, Aurors were an honorable profession, and Moody was naturally a good man.

Seeing that Draco and Harry were about to quarrel, Solim quickly spoke.

"Moody's is really powerful, there's nothing to say about this. Solim said to Draco, "Not to mention Defence Against the Dark Arts classes, classes like Transfiguration, potions, and charms are all for Moody. An Auror coming to teach at Hogwarts seems to me to be overkill. "

"But I've heard he's crazy...... Or maybe it's going crazy. Draco said, "They say he often pulls out his wand out of the blue, and points it at someone. "

"Occupational disease, this is not to blame him. Solim looked at the room and said, "The Aurors are in danger at all times, so their nerves are tense when they are too tight. Apparently Moody's is always on the alert and will react at the slightest hint of trouble. "

"Auror this profession...... Is it really that dangerous?" Harry asked, "I mean, they're all great wizards, aren't they? and I've heard that the Aurors never go it alone. "

"Is the Auror profession dangerous?" Solim glanced at Neville with a calm look, "Do you see the scars on Moody's body? "

"I can tell you very clearly: the scars on Moody's face are the result of the Corrupting Charm. I think I have a little bit of a say in that – you all know that. "

Everyone else in the room had seen the scar on Solim's back except Harry, and that was when Solim was teaching them the Disarming Charm.

"I don't know what magic made his leg, but I know who got it. Solim looked at the crowd, "Moody's life is legendary, it's well known that he filled most of Azkaban, but not many people know what Moody has faced. "

Moody frantically hunted the Death Eaters, once or twice, and Voldemort didn't bother to care about those wizards who were not strong enough in their hands. But after a lot of times, Voldemort's old face can't hang up, and most of his subordinates will be planted in his hands when they encounter Moody, and he has to say what the boss says, right?

At first, the Death Eaters premeditated an ambush on Moody, but after killing Moody's partner, Moody killed several people and fled. After a few more ambushes, but Moody, as a top Auror, anti-reconnaissance is still good, after a few empty shots, Voldemort finally ended up himself, and led his men to block Moody, who was on a mission at the time, and after a tragic battle, the Death Eaters died some, and the Aurors also died.

Here's the awesome:

Moody, who was in a desperate situation at the time, escaped from Voldemort's hands at the time - although it paid some price, but it was a testament to Moody's fighting ability: being able to escape from Voldemort's heyday more than a decade ago was not something that ordinary people could do.

Look at Harry's father, who was also quite a wizard. But what about Voldemort? was overturned in a single face, but Moody was able to escape from Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

That's what it's capable of.

After listening to Solim's words, several young wizards simply began to worship Moody—including Draco. No one doubts Voldemort's power, nor does anyone doubt the Death Eaters' prowess. But Moody was able to withstand the tremendous pressure of Voldemort and the Death Eaters and capture those bad wizards one by one in Azkaban.

Neville was also very touched when he heard this, if his parents could be as powerful as Moody at that time, maybe—needless to say, if his parents could be as powerful as Moody at that time, Bella and the others would not have come to the door without opening their eyes.

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of strength.