"Professor Hepp, advise you to meddle in other people's business." Moody said calmly, "He needs some lessons. Attacking others behind the scenes is the dirtiest and despicable..."

"It makes sense," Felix said. "But Hogwarts has long stopped punishing students like this. I recommend sending them to Professor Snape to confine themselves."

"Snape?" Moody showed a contemptuous expression, "Yes, Snape...I bet he doesn't want to see me...but I hope to have a good chat with him, it's a good idea!"

He pointed at the ferret with his wand, and Felix stepped forward, "Oh, I think I'll leave it to me."

Bang!

A scorching spell hit the golden magic barrier, splashing out golden and red sparks. Moody's wand was dazzling, and the red light shone on half of his face that kept twitching.

"Professor Moody," Felix said softly, "You use a coma."

"Try your ability, boy!" Moody roared, and the spell condensed into a beam of light. "Dumbledore praised you very much, but people like us always believe that seeing is true."

"This is a rare thing." Felix frowned and said, the power of the iron armor curse in front of him also increased accordingly. His impression of Moody was quite good. There was always a decent person who was better than an inexplicable liar or a dark wizard at school, and Moody was also a supporter and friend of Dumbledore.

but

He was so crazy. Severus advised him not to get involved in trouble, but the trouble still came.

The students took a few steps back, but more people surrounded them, and they looked at the scene with shock. Last year, Snape and Lupin smashed the office to pieces, but no one else knew that it was different now. The two professors openly fought!

"Call people here! Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitvie, Snape... no matter who it is!" Hermione shouted in panic.

A student had already called for someone when he saw that the situation was not good. A Slytherin-level chief went straight to the basement along the foyer. "I'll go find Professor Snape!" he shouted in a hurry.

"You can't do this! Boy!" Moody seemed to have returned to his calmness and still had the leisure to shout to the people around him. He shouted: "Back back, it's rare to have an opportunity. Let you see how the real wizard fights."

"Sorry, Professor Moody. I'm not as good as you... I don't care about the impact," Felix said.

He actually wanted to use the word "crazy", but at this time, it would be hard to stimulate Moody again. Who knows whether Moody will suddenly take action while fighting? Anyway, Felix would not deliberately admit defeat.

The little wizards watching found that Professor Happ's spell was getting darker and terrifying. It was not like an iron armor spell, but like a piece of rusty iron sheet, or it was a broken shield I bought from somewhere. It might have been buried deep for many years, but no one would suspect that it was full of blood.

Its color is a color intertwined by dark red and iron gray, and its shape is also distorted, with a brass luster at the fracture.

"What kind of magic is this!" The little wizards took a breath, stunned. Professor Happ's magic looked a bit evil... but it was really powerful.

They thought that only other professors rushed over could stop the sudden dispute, but the situation on the field changed immediately. Felix did not intend to continue the stalemate, and a collision of a spell could be said to be a competition. If you jump up and down, you will swear evil curses to each other, what is that?

He turned his wand, and the dark red and iron-gray iron armored spells softened quickly, like blood, and the surface was gurgling. A small point protruded from the shield, like a sparse snake, tangling towards Moody's powerful coma spell.

Moody's intact eye widened, and the other demon eye rolled around. What is this? He felt something wrong and wanted to cut off the spell, but this connection could not be cut off by himself.

Felix quietly invaded his magic, and the two wands were now forcibly connected.

The laser-like blazing beam was stained with iron gray and dark red colors little by little, and spots were spotted, like a child was scratching on the beautiful railings with paint.

At present, this handprint is getting closer and closer to Moody's.

All this happened in a short period of time, and the students could still hear the messy footsteps of the prefect running towards the basement, but anyone could see that he might not need to call someone.

Even Varun, who covered his eyes, looked at Moody on the opposite side with a blatant look, humming and swaying.

"Professor Moody, I just want to end the meaningless dispute."

"What are you kidding!" Moody gritted his teeth, "Let go!"

"Okay, right now..." Felix echoed him gently, but he did not let go, but instead accelerated the invasion.

Moody's face became increasingly ugly, and half of his face twitched even harder. The demonic eyes in the eye sockets were like owls locked in a cage, turning wildly, but immediately, he showed an undetectable smile. Someone came

"Felix! Professor Moody! What are you doing..." McGonagall's voice sounded in surprise, and the book she was holding was spread all over the floor. He hurried over and pulled out his wand, but he didn't know what to do, so he was anxious.

"Let go, Professor Hayp, I admit your strength." Moody said calmly, with no trace of madness in his eyes.

Felix shrugged. With Professor McGonagall here, he probably couldn't fight now. He activates the wand, and the strong magic fluctuations subsided. Moody withdrew his wand and took two steps back.

Everyone stared blankly at the long-lasting beam in the air. After losing the magic power of both sides, the beam rusted and turned into ashes, peeling off little by little, giving a heart-wrenching beauty.

McGonagall stared at the magic traces remaining in the air for a while and said in angrily: "Can anyone tell me what's going on? The two professors fought in broad daylight. There has never been such an outrageous thing in Hogwarts!"

Neither of them spoke first, Moody had not yet thought of an excuse, and Felix could not say that the new professor was worthy of being an iron-blooded Auror, and he would take action if he had a disagreement.

McGonagall's eyes became more and more dangerous, her lips were pursed into a slit, and her chest bulged like an angry balloon.

Harry felt that he had the responsibility to explain the situation. After all, it was the quarrel between him, Ron and Malfoy, but he suddenly saw Professor Heip's sniffing out a small hand and pointed to the ferret below.

McGonagall also noticed the action of sniffing. She actually complained about Felix raising one sniffing, but there was no rumor about losing things in the castle yet, so she planned to wait and talk about it.

Her eyes fell on the ferret, so she was a little confused. The little thing looked pretty pretty, and her whole body was white, but she looked very brave. Her front paws were tightly grasping Felix's trouser legs, and she couldn't escape in the fierce magic competition just now.

If Sniffing Valen is a pet raised by Felix and has a close relationship, what is the situation with this ferret?

Harry reminded him a little awkwardly: "It's Malfoy."

"What?"

"That ferret, he is Draco Malfoy." Harry repeated.

"Oh, my goodness!" Mag looked at the ferret in surprise, Felix waved his wand, and with a loud crackling, Draco Malfoy recovered again.
Chapter completed!