Lavender Brown muttered.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly?" Moody said gruffly, and he took a few steps closer.

Lavender was startled, and her body subconsciously leaned back, and the book on her lap fell to the ground with a "thump". She quickly picked up the book and put it on the table.

"I, uh, I just said that it might be because his target is not me." She said with a red face.

There was a low laugh in the classroom.

Moody did not laugh, and the few people in the seats, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, did not laugh either. They knew the answer in advance.

"You think this answer is wonderful, don't you?" Moody said softly, "What if you happen to interfere with his plan...what will happen next?"

The air in the classroom seemed to freeze. Moody dragged his wooden leg forward a few steps and moved in front of Lavender. Lavender's body suddenly shook violently.

Parvati beside her plucked up the courage to say: "Professor Moody, I think... dark wizards must have their own purpose for sneaking into the school, right? We encountered a similar situation in the first year. A dark wizard wanted to get the... uh, magic stone hidden in the school?"

"It's the Philosopher's Stone." Hermione corrected in a low voice, while staring at the back row with the others.

Moody's intact eye looked at Parvati, and his magic eye was still fixed on Lavender Brown.

"Miss Patil, you are right. Dark wizards sneak into the school for their own purposes. Before the goal is achieved, we must act carefully. But this is based on the premise that everything goes well..."

"But what if it doesn't go well?" His broken nose trembled, "Just like now, I noticed you because of a book. If 'I' am that dark wizard, if 'I' just want to divert other people's attention..."

Moody suddenly pulled out his wand, and a dazzling ball of fire flew out from the tip of the wand. The windows in the classroom suddenly exploded, and a series of screams came out of the room.

He waved his wand calmly, and the broken glass and window frames automatically recovered.

"In the eyes of a dark wizard, that window is no different from a human life. If at some point he feels that one or two people should die in the school, insignificant people... why can't it be you who dies? What's more, that is not an ordinary dark wizard, but a more dangerous Death Eater, who is devoted to the Dark Lord and is plotting the resurrection of his master" "

Professor, the mysterious man is dead!" a student said in fear, looking at Moody as if he had finally gone crazy.

"Really?" Moody grinned, "During the war, the Dark Lord occasionally disappeared for a while, and some people thought he was dead, but he always announced his existence with bloody murders. Maybe he likes this kind of dramatic scene."

He stretched out his rough hand, "Miss Brown?"

"What, what?"

"That book." Moody said calmly.

Lavender stood up and tremblingly handed him the newly bought "Running Away from the Darkness".

Moody flipped through two pages, showing a disgusted expression, and returned the book to her. He limped back to the podium, picking and choosing from a pile of parchments. "Before I officially start my story, there is one thing I must do. I suddenly realized a problem: you are too far away from the war, and you have no idea at all..."

"Coincidentally, I was not idle during the holidays and sorted out some materials." Moody pointed to his head and said, "Professor Hepp suggested that I write down everything I can remember in the past six months, sort out a thread, and maybe I can find some lost memories..."

"I refused to write it on paper, but I still spent a long time reviewing my past experiences, and by the way, I also remembered things from a long time ago. I think some of them are valuable and can be used in teaching... Miss Brown, can you help me read it?"

He pointed his wand at the podium, and several parchments floated over. Lavender Brown took it and looked at it. Her face turned pale.

"Miss Brown?" Moody stared at her viciously.

"Oh, I... okay." Lavender looked like she was about to cry, and she read the content tremblingly:

"Bellatrix Lestrange, a Death Eater, tortured countless Muggles and those who did not support the Dark Lord during the Wizarding War, and was extremely fond of the Cruciatus Curse. She was involved in at least 137 terrorist acts, and the known victims included 206 Muggles and 29 wizards. The list of victims is as follows: Pork Keen, died from the Cruciatus Curse, along with his wife Winnie and five-year-old son Boothney; Salisbury Joshua, died from the Fire Curse... Bellatrix Lestrange was eventually sentenced to life imprisonment."

"Rodolphus Lestrange, a Death Eater, participated in most of the actions of his wife Bellatrix Lestrange and brother Rabbinstein Lestrange... and was sentenced to life imprisonment."

"Antonin Dolohov, a Death Eater, participated in the brutal murder of Fabian and Gideon Prewett, who dared to resist the Dark Lord's rule... the list of victims... was sentenced to life imprisonment."

"Evan Rosier... was killed by Aurors while being arrested after the Dark Lord fell from power."

"Old Mulciber, a Death Eater... died during the war."

"Wilkes, a Death Eater... died during the war."

"Young Mulciber, was accused of using the Imperius Curse on many people, forcing them to do terrible things, continuously creating chaos and terror... was sentenced to life imprisonment."

"Fenrir Greyback, a werewolf and leader of the werewolf community, was notorious for his love of attacking children. He was committed to making more people become werewolves, hoping to build a powerful army to fight wizards... followed the Dark Lord in the war, and the Ministry of Magic issued a wanted order, but he is still at large..."

Lavender didn't finish reading until the bell rang. She looked pale, as if she had a serious illness.

Moody calmly took back the parchment, "We will continue in the next class. I think this class is very meaningful. Today's homework is to find the names of the Death Eaters you can find and list what they did... I have already given you a sample, right?"

"The content of the next class can also reveal that I just thought of those who died during the war because of resisting the rule of the Dark Lord. You can check the information in advance and prepare for it."

Moody dragged his heavy steps and left.

The students packed up their things quietly and were in no mood to talk. Lavender retched and ran out of the classroom crying, and Parvati chased after them with their things.

Ron stared at them and said uneasily: "Her class was really unbearable. I thought our class environment would be better in the new semester..."

Harry sat in his seat with a pale face.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Ron looked at Harry, and Hermione shook her head at him. He suddenly remembered that Harry's parents died during the war. He patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Fenrir Greyback." Harry suddenly said.

"What?" Ron and Hermione looked at him in astonishment.

"Fenrir Greyback," Harry swallowed, "Sirius told me that when Remus was a child, he was bitten by a werewolf named 'Fenrir Greyback'. I thought that werewolf had been imprisoned in Azkaban, but I didn't expect that he actually escaped punishment!"

Ron was surprised at first, and then he showed a look of surprise. He comforted: "Don't worry, he won't have a good end. At worst, we can catch him when we meet him in the future."

His tone was as if he had heard that there was a biting catkin wandering around nearby, and all he had to do was kick it away when he met it.

Harry laughed. Hermione said unhappily: "Let's learn the warming spell first. When the ice on the Black Lake melts, we still have to spend time practicing swimming!"

"Swimming in the weather in January and February?" Ron opened his mouth wide, as if he was considering this question for the first time.

"I've prepared a series of spells, waterproofing spells, warming spells, extraction spells, bubble head spells or human armor spells, and some regular spells..." Hermione ignored Ron and continued, "We'd better finish these before the end of January, leaving enough time to prevent emergencies."

"Have you made an appointment with Fred and George?" She turned to look at Ron.

Ron immediately stuttered, "Not yet."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Hermione said arrogantly with her hands on her hips, and Harry and Ron shrank their necks.

The last few people in the classroom also left. Draco Malfoy looked worried, and his face was not much better than Lavender.

Ron said tartly: "Maybe he can get an excellent in this assignment. He just needs to write a letter home and ask his father and those Death Eater friends what they did back then..."

Harry saw Malfoy's footsteps paused, guessing that he should have heard it, but strangely, this time he did not show a sarcastic smile, but walked away without looking back.

Harry turned around and saw Hermione pick up a book from the table in the back row.

"Oh, it was left by Lavender. I don't think she's in the mood to clean it up... I'll bring it to her," Hermione said. Her eyes stopped at the author's name on the cover and hesitated for a moment. "Of course, we can take a look at it first."

...

In the evening, in the Ancient Rune Office.

A beetle crawled in through the window crack and slowly regained its human form on the floor. Rita Skeeter was panting. She was particularly reluctant to meet Felix alone, but there was no way. She was about to be driven crazy.

Her new home showed signs of being broken into the day before yesterday. She didn't know if it was done by that crazy Death Eater. She really couldn't imagine that when the wanted posters were posted all over the streets, the fugitive named "Barty Crouch Jr." would still venture to appear near her home.

"Maybe a radical fan..."

But she couldn't convince herself with this reason, and that Black was desperately asking about her. Damn, she didn't even mention the last name "Black" in her new book. At most, it was slightly hinted in the title and the background of the characters...

The lights in the room suddenly turned on.

Rita Skeeter was startled, her eyes wide open, and she could barely see the person sitting on the sofa. She couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

"Rita, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Felix said softly, holding Valen in his arms. The Niffler was staring at her with curious eyes.

"Chirp (bug turned into a human)?"