"Professor... Professor Moody..." Anthony Goldstein had not noticed Moody's footsteps. His body suddenly shot upward as if he had been frightened.
"I actually didn't..." He looked at Moody, his smile freezing on his face, his voice stammering as he said, "That's not what I meant..."
"Mr. Goldstein, your family once had an outstanding Auror..." Moody said in a rough voice. "I hope you can measure up to her!"
"If this were a real enemy..." He pointed at Michael, whom Vizet was helping up. "He's only lying on the floor. His Wand is still in his hand."
"What should you do at a time like this? Watch the movement of his Wand. Use the Disarming Charm first to disable his Wand, then cast the Stunning Spell to knock him out!"
"If the Stunning Spell doesn't work, then walk up and kick him in the head with your boot! You must make sure he's completely lost the ability to move!"
Moody had previously given several examples, even demonstrating them with movements, so it was easy for the scene to form in their minds.
When Michael heard Moody say that, his scalp instantly tingled. He twisted his ankle and muttered resentfully, "There's no need to be that brutal..."
Pfft...
Pffft...
Cough, cough, cough...
Hearing Michael's mutter, the students around him desperately tried to hold back their laughter, but all sorts of sounds still escaped. With so many noises gathering together, Moody naturally heard them too.
"Looks like the candy incident still hasn't taught you a lesson..." Moody's tone was full of irritation. "And you've already forgotten the content of the last class..."
"When you run into a Wizard who wants to kill you, he won't tell you his plans, nor will he honestly and politely chant a spell for you to hear."
"Seems