Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 304, Section 302: I want to know, what would Brother D do?

After Christmas Eve, the holiday arrived as scheduled.

Because there were two more students from other schools this year, many young wizards at Hogwarts chose to stay at school for the holidays.

"Professor Moody, we're here."

The door to the professors' dormitory was pushed open, and Harry and Dudley walked in.

The familiar ceiling with slight scorch marks overhead, the huge leather suitcase placed in the center—it was still the dormitory where the "fake Moody" lived.

Upon seeing the two, Moody immediately put down what he was doing.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class's extra training session proceeded as scheduled.

This was Dali's previous request.

Learning is the only thing that cannot be stopped; we must keep learning.

After all, he was their savior, and Dudley and Harry were indeed very talented, so Moody was willing to teach them.

He readily agreed to the request.

"I have to say you two are really outstanding. You are probably the most outstanding wizards I have ever seen at this age. Even the graduates are far inferior to you."

Moody's lavish praise was not flattery; given his personality, he rarely praises others unless he genuinely feels that way.

Let's take a look at the advanced spells they know.

Even Moody was shocked when he first found out; it was as if he had directly learned all the spells that Aurors were supposed to learn.

Especially under the tutelage of the fake Moody, both of them developed considerable skill in black magic.

"Your offense is truly impeccable."

The fact that he can even control Fiery Blaze goes beyond simply being good; as Moody said, he is impeccable.

As he spoke, Moody took out his wand, the same one the fake Moody had used before, but which he had Ollivander repair.

"What I will teach you are defensive spells."

The real Moody's movements and expressions are almost identical to those of the fake Moody, except that the teaching methods are significantly different.

Although both are Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, the content of the fake Moody class is full of aggression.

Take counter-curses as an example. Although the fake Moody also teaches counter-curses, he teaches others how to counterattack as quickly as possible when they have countered the opponent's curse, and subdue the opponent in one blow, regardless of whether the opponent is injured.

The difference between them is not significant when facing a true Moody, but regarding whether the other party is injured, there is an additional requirement: it can only be done under special circumstances when necessary.

Don't be fooled by the fact that it's just a few extra words; the meaning is completely different.

This is actually easy to understand. Moody is just the weird-tempered Mad-Eye Moody, not the bloodthirsty Mad-Eye Moody.

His job was only to capture the dark wizard, not to kill him.

After all, he was an Auror, not a Death Eater.

That's why he had so many injuries and even lost a leg.

The magical potion can even heal bones overnight, so the fact that it's just a leg can only mean that it was caused by an irreversible curse.

"I imagine you're all quite proficient with the Ironclad Spell by now, right?"

The two nodded. The Ironclad Charm was a spell that everyone in the Discipline Group knew; they would basically cast it on themselves as a conditioned reflex.

Moody nodded in satisfaction; being able to freely control the Ironclad Charm was already a basic requirement for becoming an Auror.

In fact, although this spell is the most basic protective charm, many wizards only start learning it after becoming Aurors.

This is not part of the curriculum; it falls under the category of self-study.

It's not difficult to learn at first, but it's quite difficult to become an expert.

Especially the upgraded version of the Ironclad Spell, the Enhanced Ironclad Spell, that spell is much more difficult.

What Moody is going to teach the two of them today is this enhanced version of the Ironclad Charm.

"The spell is to protect yourself with super armor."

Moody waved his wand and cast an advanced version of the Ironclad Charm on himself.

Don't be fooled by the fact that it only has two more words; the difficulty level is many times higher than before.

The benefits are also obvious; its protective properties are several times that of the Ironclad Curse.

It's an incredibly useful spell.

Dudley and Harry spent a considerable amount of time just learning this spell, even though they already had a foundation in the Ironclad Charm.

In the days that followed, Moody taught the two many other useful spells.

For example, the area-of-effect defensive spell "All Protection" can be considered a variant of the "Ironclad Spell".

There are also support spells like "Impregnable Fortress" that can enhance the protective capabilities of the Ironclad Spell.

"Comprehensive protection + rock-solid defense can broaden your protection range and make your protection level more robust."

"A very useful spell."

The two absorbed the knowledge that Moody imparted to them like sponges.

In terms of age alone, Moody and Hagrid are similar in age, except that the latter is a hybrid giant whose lifespan is different from that of normal humans. So Hagrid looks like he is in his thirties or forties, but he is actually in his seventies and has reached retirement age.

At 70 years old, Moody was very likely a wizard from the same era as Old Man Vordt.

His knowledge goes without saying.

February arrived quickly, and it was approaching the second match of the Three Kingdoms Tournament.

The Dursleys of Hogwarts were far ahead with an overwhelming advantage, while the warriors from the other two schools were secretly eager to get revenge in this second match.

"The second competition is underwater. Have you figured out a way to do it, Harry?"

In the Gryffindor common room, flames resembling Sirius Black's head burst forth from the fireplace once more.

Harry sat in his chair writing his essay on Potions. Because Dudley had been brewing potions in class from time to time, Snape had simply stopped bothering him, resulting in Snape focusing all his attention on Harry and becoming even more demanding. As he chewed on his pen, he answered Sirius's question, "I have several methods: the First Bubble Charm, the Underwater Breathing Charm, underwater potions, and gill sac herbs."

"As expected of James's son, I was still worried. I didn't expect you to have found so many methods."

Sirius said sincerely.

However, Harry, who was being praised, didn't seem to really like these words of praise.

Especially that line, "No wonder he's James's kid."

Harry was grown up and had the ability to distinguish right from wrong. No matter how Sirius described his father as outstanding, Harry found nothing except a Quidditch trophy with his father's name on it in the prize room at Hogwarts.

On the contrary, after learning about her father's past behavior at school, she didn't have a good impression of him.

Dudley despises school bullying the most, yet his father is a bully, and his respected Potions Master, Professor Snape, is the one being bullied.

It even left Harry wondering how to face this Potions professor.

Harry interrupted Sirius's long-winded explanation: "I wonder what Dirk would do."

(End of this chapter)