Mad-Eye Moody

At dinner time, the young wizards arrived at the Entrance Hall, which was crowded with people waiting in line for their meals.

As luck would have it, the Little Snakes in line bumped into Harry's trio.

Standing next to Draco Goyle and Crabbe, and he yelled at Ron, "Hey, Weasley!"

"What?" Ron asked irritably.

"Your dad's in the paper, Weasley!" Draco said—waving a copy of the Daily Prophet and speaking deliberately loudly so everyone in the crowded Entrance Hall could hear—"Listen to this!"

Draco read aloud the contents of the newspaper.

The story tells of how Mr. Weasley got caught up in a conflict with Muggle enforcers after helping Mad-Eye Moody the day before school started. The aggressive dumpster outside Mad-Eye Moody's house triggered an alarm, attracting the attention of the Muggle. Ultimately, Mr. Weasley used Memory Charm to change the memories of the Muggle enforcers, allowing Mad-Eye Moody to escape legal trouble.

"And there's another photo, Weasley!" Draco said, flipping the newspaper over and holding it high. "A picture of your parents, standing in front of your house—and you call that a house! Your mother would be passable if she lost some weight, wouldn't she?"

Skylar watched this scene from a short distance away, his expression unchanged, showing no intention of intervening.

Is it exactly the same as the original story? Then, how will it develop next? A sharp light flashed deep in Skylar's eyes.

Ron was trembling with rage. Everyone in the Entrance Hall was staring at him.

"Get out of here, Malfoy," Harry said. "Don't be angry, Ron..."

"Oh, by the way, Potter, you stayed with them this summer, didn't you?" Draco said sarcastically. "Then tell me, is his mother really that fat, or is the photo just a bit off?"

"And what about your mother, Malfoy?" Harry retorted, not to be outdone. "Look at the face on her face, like there's shit under her nose! Is she always like that, or is it just because she's with you?"

Draco's pale face flushed slightly. His voice suddenly turned cold, "How dare you insult my mother, Potter."

Skylar's wand slid into his hand at the same time. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze so deep and unfathomable, his Magic Eye clearly seeing that the black aura around Draco was gradually becoming denser and more pronounced.

The next second, before anyone could react, Harry was blasted away by Draco's Knockback Jinx!

Harry slammed hard against a wall in the Entrance Hall, slid down to the foot of the wall, and fell unconscious.

Draco used a powerful strike; the Knockback Jinx was exceptionally strong, sending Harry flying a great distance. Skylar thought to himself that if it were his own Knockback Jinx, its power would probably be no more than that.

A loud bang was followed by a roar that echoed in the Entrance Hall. "Oh, don't do that, kid!"

That voice—it's Mad-Eye Moody!

Mad-Eye Moody unleashed an attack on Draco, which Draco blocked with the Shield Charm. However, Mad-Eye Moody seemed to be attacking in anger, so the spell was quite powerful. Even though Draco successfully blocked the attack, he was forced to take several steps back before regaining his balance, his hand holding the wand trembling uncontrollably.

Moody roared, "I despise people who attack others from behind! They're filthy, despicable, cowards..." As he raised his wand again, Skylar and Draco attacked simultaneously!

The incantations "Sword Light and Shadow" and "Sword Light and Shadow" rang out simultaneously from two places in the Entrance Hall.

The Malfoy family's secret spell— Blade of Light and Shadow!

Two gray, crescent-shaped shadows flew towards Moody simultaneously, merging mid-air to transform into a silver blade three times its size, which slashed fiercely at Moody!

A flicker of surprise crossed Moody's eyes, but he remained calm under pressure. He swiftly waved his wand, casting a mutated Shield Charm. A crystal-clear, slightly convex mirror-shaped protective shield appeared in front of him. As the blade struck, the shield began to spin rapidly, dissipating the immense force of the blade through its rotation. At the same time, the shattering of the mirror-shaped shield also reduced the recoil.

Skylar spoke, his clear voice echoing throughout the hall, "Professor, you're new here and probably not familiar enough with the school rules. It's your right as a professor to punish students for misbehavior, but isn't it a bit like bullying a student by using magic on them without authorization? Even if you report this to the principal, you probably won't be in the right, will you?"

Skylar's words carried weight. The rules of the wizarding world are quite different from those of the Muggle world. Although Harry seemed badly injured, a Potions would quickly restore him to his former vigor. Draco casting spells on his classmates was wrong, but it wasn't a particularly serious matter. Harry's father exposed Snape's underwear, yet there was no mention of any punishment, and he even became the Head Boy!

"Oh, really?" Moody limped forward a few steps, the sound of his wooden leg thumping against the floor echoing in the Entrance Hall. "You two are Malfoy family boys, aren't you? I know your father... Tell him that Moody is keeping a close eye on his sons... Just tell him that for me..."

Skylar scoffed, "Professor, my father is extremely busy; he probably doesn't have time to listen to your strange talk... But our Savior is injured, and instead of caring about his condition, you, as his professor, are busy punishing students. Isn't that a bit derelict of your duty?"

Without waiting for Moody's reply, he walked straight to where Harry was lying. Ron and Hermione stood firmly in front of Harry, but Skylar didn't seem to mind. He put his wand back in his pocket, indicating that he meant no harm.

Skylar's action lowered Hermione's guard. The little girl hesitated for only a moment before gritting her teeth and stepping aside, pulling Ron away with her.

Although Ron was unwilling, he couldn't resist the girl's strong pulling and could only stand aside in dissatisfaction amidst the tugging and pulling.

Hermione's quick reaction surprised Skylar had prepared his explanation, but ended up swallowing it all back.

However, this is not the time to ponder Hermione's intentions.

Skylar stood a foot in front of where Harry was lying, extending his right palm towards Harry. A faint milky-white halo emanated from his hand, and a strange fragrance of the prairie wafted around them. Soon after, Harry opened his eyes, looking confused and unaware of what had happened.

"Potter, are you alright?" Skylar asked calmly.

Harry quickly stood up, drew his wand, and pointed it at Skylar.

"Harry, stop!" Hermione rushed forward and pressed down on Harry's wand. "It wasn't him who attacked you," she said, then quickly recounted what had happened.

Just then, Professor McGonagall arrived. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed, rushing down the stairs and drawing her wand. "What happened?"

"Professor McGonagall, my brother had a conflict with Potter because Harry verbally insulted our mother, and my brother couldn't help but attack him... Afterwards, this Professor Moody actually tried to cast a spell on my brother, twice in a row—but my brother and I were able to retaliate the second time..."

Professor McGonagall was immediately in a dilemma. On one side was the professor Dumbledore had invited from the Order of the Phoenix, and on the other side was her prized student, who was also a celebrity in the wizarding world, the youngest Ser Merlin, with a complex network of influence and connections.

She was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix and knew Moody's usual character all too well, but at this moment she couldn't help but secretly complain, "Why is Moody so troublesome?" Draco broke the school rules, and he could be punished within the rules, but Moody's unauthorized use of magic was simply unacceptable.

As for how Skylar and Draco retaliated, she automatically skipped over these minor details. In her eyes, how could two underage, low-grade wizards pose any threat to the renowned Moody?

Little did he know, Moody had just narrowly escaped death. If he hadn't learned the "Spinning Shield Charm" from "that person," he would probably have been badly injured, if not killed.

Skylar and Draco exchanged a glance, both remaining silent in tacit agreement, secretly assessing how much of each other's strength had been held back during the "Blade of Light and Shadow."

Moody's deep eyes also flickered with unspoken thoughts. Draco's reaction speed had surprised him. It seemed the rumors of the Malfoy eldest son's idle and dissolute lifestyle weren't entirely true. The power of the two brothers' combined attack had also startled him, forcing him to reveal one of his Killer cards. The most troublesome thing was that everything that had just happened certainly wouldn't escape the notice of that old fox Dumbledore. He wondered if Dumbledore would see through it all...

"Professor McGonagall, I don't want to trouble you. Anyway, neither my brother nor I were injured... However, I hope you can convey my message to the principal: the Faculty Hiring Committee still has the authority to review professor qualifications, and I hope similar incidents will not happen again."

This incident has come to an end.

At the dinner table, Draco solemnly said to Skylar, "Thank you, Skylar. If you hadn't stood up for me today, that madman Moody would have really dared to attack me."

"What are you thanking me for?" Skylar said with a faint smile. "We're brothers, aren't we?"

A complex look flashed across Draco's eyes, and he murmured softly, "Yes, we're brothers!"

Little did he know, Skylar could clearly see the dark aura around Draco slowly fading... A slight smile played on Skylar's lips. Could this be considered the power of "love"?

After pouring his heart out to Morrie today, Skylar noticed a change in his magic. The total amount of magic hadn't increased, but it had gained some mysterious, inexplicable qualities.

The magic seemed to possess a kind of biological spirit, flowing freely within the body. When it passed through the brain, it would joyfully merge with Skylar's spirit, and when it passed through the heart, it would merge seamlessly with Skylar's soul. It was as if the magic had become a bridge connecting the spirit and the soul, allowing the two forces to nourish each other.

Skylar recalled a famous saying by an unknown person, "How can one know true light without experiencing darkness?"

The influence of Dark Arts on the mind and soul should not be underestimated. Even with his Skylar was caught off guard by Meredith's disappearance and almost went down the path of Dark Arts. Fortunately, with Morrie's reminder, he was able to pull back from the brink and turn over a new leaf.

He knew that this was actually the power of love.

In his previous life, he already knew that the theme running through the seven original books was actually the power of love—which shows that there are still many unsolved mysteries surrounding "love" in the magical world.

Skylar now believes that denying the power of love and choosing Dark Arts is undoubtedly foolish, because it is tantamount to going against the mysterious rules that exist in this universe.

He knew he had found his own path to magic!