When Harry Potter entered the defense against the dark arts classroom and saw Sirius along with 6 Aurors stood behind his desk, he knew this was going to be a different lesson from what they usually have. And seeing that the man in the center was Alaster Moody himself, he had a good idea of what lesson it would be. Dumbledore had announced that morning that
Without looked away from them, he claimed a seat at the back. Lavender and Pavarti sat next to him. "Hi Harry!" Pavarti greeted with a bright smile.
"Hi." Harry responded bluntly without taking his eyes off the front.
Pavarti gave Harry a brief confused look before she began talking to Lavender. Harry continued to sit in silence as the room began to fill. He could glean nothing from Sirius snd the Aurors' body langue as they all stood with there arms behind there backs and stoic expressions, the only exception being Mad-eye who was holding his staff in one hand while the other was at his side. Once everyone had taken their seats, the one-eyed Auror slammed the ground with his staff, and the door at the back of the room closed with a slam, silencing the class. Most turned to face the door, but Harry didn't.
"Right. For those of you who don't know me, I am Senior Auror Alastor Moody. You will either address me as Sir or Auror Moody, is that understood?" Mad-eye spoke firmly.
"Yes Sir." Harry answered firmly, while the rest of the class answered with a monotone yes.
"Yes, what!?" Moody snarled startling the students.
"Yes Sir!" The students replied.
"Better. Myself, Senior Auror Hammer, Senior Auror Potter, Auror Captian Shacklebolt, Auror Tonks, and Auror Wright will be staying in the castle from now until the foreign delegations leave to make sure no one tempers in the tournament and to keep any idiot from causing an international incident. Given the parents of some of you, I can imagine you will find that quite difficult." Moody spoke causing the Death Eater kids to scowl. "While we are here, we will also see how well Black has been able to teach you. There are plenty of dangers out and you must be ready at all times. CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" Seven petrification hexs flew at the students at blinding speeds. Nevile ducked the one aimed at him, and Harry deflected the on aimed at Lavender, while the others hit their targets.
"Pathetic!" Moody roared. "Potter, Longbottom, good reflexes. Brown, if you have time to scream, you have time to duck! Granger, some things can't be learned from a book, you need to practice! Davis, Malfoy, Parkinson, Finnigan, face the front!" Mad-eye canceled the petrification hexes allowing the captured students to move again. The once petrified students were released from the hex, causing them all to sigh in relief.
"Now that you have all been properly introduced to the Auror's who will be staying here, it's time to get on with today's lesson. The Unforgivables." Sirius spoke. Some of the class gasped while others began talking. "Quiet. Can anyone tell me what happens if you are found guilty of using an unforgivable?" Harry and a few others put their hands up. "Yes, Mister Potter?"
"Azkaban." Harry answered bluntly.
"For how long?" Sirius questioned.
"For life." Harry responded.
"Five points to Gryffindor Mister Potter. Now, who can name me one? Bonus points if you can give a description." Sirius asked. "Miss Greengrass."
"The Imperious Curse. The Curse allows you to take control of another, and give them basic instructions that they will follow without question, no matter what the command is. Although the more out of character a command is the easier it is to resist. You can usually tell if someone is under the curse from them because they have foggy eyes." Daphne answered.
"Good description Miss Greengrass Fifteen points to Slytherin." Sirius praised the blond, while Hermione looked jealous. "The imperious curse was first invented as an alternative to Veurtiserium, but they soon realized it can make a person do much more. You can also tell when someone under the curse because they will speak in a monotone of voice, their stiff movement, and their use of basic spells in a fight, things that can't be covered up by glamours, unlike the foggy eyes. The imperious Curse can not break magical vows, nor can someone create one under the curse. The incantation is 'Imperio'. Next curse, yes Mister Weasley?"
"My dad mentioned the killing curse." The Redhead mentioned.
Sirius looked momentarily disappointed at the lack of an explanation before he began to give his own. "Three points to Gryffindor Mister Weasly. The Killing Curse does exactly what you would expect, it kills you on impact. The curse leaves no mark on the body because it kills by removing the target's soul. It moves faster than the other unforgivable and demands the most power. To cast this spell, you must want the target to die without a single ounce of doubt in your mind. Being able to use the spell often is not only a sign of power but also a sign of insanity. It was originally made by a healer in order to end a patient's suffering. The incantation is Avada Kedavra. There is a non-lethal variant that simply stuns you used for training purposes known as Faux Kedavra, which I will now demonstrate." With that Sirius' wand dropped from his sleeve into his hand. He aimed his wand in between the desks and above the door. A green bolt of lightning shot from his wand and reached the other side of the classroom in just two seconds. Most of the class looked awed or frightened by the spells speed and knowing it's power. A good way to tell the difference between the real curse and its imposter is that only Faux Kedavra can be cast silently. And before anyone gets the bright idea to use this as some sort of prank, remember that you will be given two weeks detention and lose sixty points. Final cure, Mister Nott?"
"The Cruciartus Curse. It causes extreme pain to who ever's placed under it, and you can still feel it afterward." Theodor Nott answered.
"Correct Mister Nott, eight points to Slytherin. The Cruciartus Curse otherwise known as The Torcher Curse is known as the worst of the Unforgivables, due to you wanting to truly cause unending pain to the reciprocate. It is popular among sadists due to it causing every pain receptor in the body to fire off all at once as hard as they can. As Mister Nott mentioned, the nerves are still very sensitive after the curse is lifted, and the victim0 will be prone to muscle spasms. Prolonged exposure can even cause the mind to snap, and even die if held under the curse long enough, but few have the power to do so. The incantation is Crucio, and the spell was made by the Spartans as a weapon against their enemies and increase their soldiers' ability to withstand pain. Who can tell what two distinctive traits do all Unforgivables have? Miss Granger?"
"They can not be blocked and can't be cast silently." Hermione answered.
"Close Miss Granger, Unforgivables can't be blocked by magical shields, except wards, but a physical object can still stop them. But it is important to remember that the Unforgivables envelop what they hit, meaning amour, and handheld shields will not stop them, but a wall or a large boulder will as there is to much unliving matter for it to envelop. But still, six points to Gryffindor. Now, for the rest of the lesson, I am offering thirty points to anyone and everyone who can resist the imperious curse. I will not put you under it without your consent but be warned, what I ask you to do will be embarrassing. So, who's first?"
Without a word Harry stood up, his chair scraping across the floor as he pushed it out Harry's face was an emotionless mask as he approached the front. He stopped in front of the desk and looked his godfather in the eye. "Me." He said.
"Very well. Imperio." The mist-like spell hit Harry, but he did nothing but blink rapidly for a moment. "Act like a dog."
"No."
"Walk."
"No."
"Raise your right arm."
"No."
"And that class is what it looks like when someone shakes off the imperious curse. Mister Potter could easily refuse any order I gave him. Thirty points to Gryffindor Mister Potter. Who's next?" Sirius called out to the class. James, Tonks, and Mad-eye looked at Harry proudly, while the other Aurors looked amazed at his fortitude. Spurred on by Harry's seemingly easy victor, most of the class formed a line to give it a go. But ultimately Harry was the only one to succeed. While some of them did tremble from fighting the curse they couldn't regain control.
Six days later.
Angelina stood alone a room on a cobblestone platform surrounded by a moat of water 2 foot wide and 3 foot deep. She took 3 deep breaths to center herself with her wand in her hand. "Ready." She called out.
Harry nodded as he raised his wand in front of them. "Fiendfyre." Harry whispered. A raging demonic fire lept from his wand and battled to be released from his control. And Harry released it.
Within an instant, Angelina stepped forward and channeled her magic into the water and raised to try and contain the hellfire. But the water hissed and evaporated before it reached the flames, despite this Angelina continued to push the water into the flames until it all evaporated. Angelina panicked for a moment before she raised a wall of stone in an attempt to stop the flames, but she was to slow. The flames lunged straight at Angelia. In a panic, Angelina looked away, closed her eyes, and crossed her arms in front of her face. When nothing had happened Angelina and looked up slowly and saw a wall of water and magic in front of her. She looked over her left shoulder she saw it was Sirius, who had been there the entire time, had created the barrier, but there was no need as Harry on her right had managed hold the raging inferno back as he tried to regain control. Sirius soon began the process of dispelling it as Harry kept it from lunging at them.
Once the flames were extinguished. The trio breathed a sigh of relief and began repairing the damage to the room. First, they repaired the scorched and melted stone, then Harry turned the mist in the room back into water and placed it back into the moat. "Where do you think you went wrong Miss Jhonson?" Sirius asked calmly.
"I didn't put enough power into the water, and I was to slow with the rock wall." Angelina answered.
Sirius shook his head. "Guess again?"
Angelina was silent for a moment as she pondered her answer. "I should have used the rock wall first?" She guessed.
"Yes, but how would you stop it from melting?" Sirius asked.
"Freeze the water on the other side."
"And then?"
"Push the flames back, until there's none left!"
Sirius smiled "Well done Miss Jhonson, ten points to Gryffindor."
"Elemental magic is different from Chams Angie, there isn't a spell for every little issue. But with enough creativity and control, you can do nearly anything." Harry commented. "Want to try again?"
The next morning.
Every Hogwarts student and professor was stood in the main court of the castle, waiting for the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang delegations to arrive. Katie was leaning on Harry as she had twisted her ankle coming down the stairs.
The first group to arrive was the Beauxbatons delegation. Harry activated the mage sight on his glasses and observed the students. None of them showed magical power to rival his own, but they were all very refined, the only one of note was the Veela's. Harry supposed her heritage could give her a unique advantage, as long as none of the tasks were too cold for her.
When the Durmstrang students arrived it was a very different story. It was clear that Krum was the intended champion, from the simple fact he was at the headmaster's side. Know what he did about Death Eaters, he doubted Karkaroff would stick to the rules. Krum is, or will be getting special treatment How the fuck did a known rapist become a teacher at a school anyway, let alone headmaster!? It just goes to show that Bulgaria is worse than Britain as they literally deport muggle-borns as soon as they're found. Fucking Dumbledore neutering the ICW! Fucking ICW giving Dumbledore the highest position just for capturing Grindlewald!
During the feast, Harry saw Amber talking to some of the Beauxbatons students. Harry had told Angelina what he had noticed about the other schools. Once desert had vanished Dumbledore stood from his seat and gave another speech about the tournament and the goblet of fire was presented. Moody instantly began putting protections around the goblet. Harry used his mage sight again and saw that Moody had put down an age-line, a collision ward, an intent ward, and then several different variants of each ward. It would take roughly an hour for a curse-breaker to get through them all, without setting one-off, or killing Moody.
Once the Gryffindors returned to their common-room they all began to find seats with Angelina and all of her supporters (which was basically just the quidditch team and a few others) sat together in one corner of the common room. None of them spoke for a short time. "Tomorrow's going to be intense." Angelina thought out loud.
"That's one way to put it." Alica giggled.
"Tomorrow I will be Champion." Fred claimed theatrically.
"I believe you mean I will be Champion, dear brother." George playfully responded.
Harry let out an amused snort. "Neither of you are getting past Moody's wards. Even without the Auror guards." Harry responded.
"We shall see dear Harrykins..."
"... We shall see." With that the headed up to their dorm, to plan.
"I doubt their names would even come out if they did get them in." Alica commented. "They rely on each other too much."
They could all see the doubt on Angelina's face, so Katie spoke up. "You've got this Angie. You have a trick that none of the Hogwarts hopefuls have." Katie encouraged her with the rest of the group soon joined in.
"Thanks guys. I'm going to try and get some sleep. I'll see you all tomorrow."
The next morning.
James Potter, Kingsly Shacklebolt, and Jacod Wright were sat in the Great Hall at 6 am. They had been there since last night's feast, with them going one at a time for toilet breaks. The door connected to the trophy room opened and within an instant, all three Aurors had drawn their wands on Alastor Moody, Connie Hammer, and Nymphadora Black. "How are the animals?" Moody asked.
"The Stag, Lynx, and the Barn Owl had a quiet night." James answered and lowered his wand, so did Wright and Shacklebolt.
Alastor nodded, before speaking. "Someone's put up a ward on the other side of the main door."
They headed all to the main door and opened it. They could see no signs of a barrier so the all used mage sight to examine it.
"It doesn't seem harmful." Connie mentioned.
"It's complex." Tonks commented.
"It was made by a handful of people." Mad eye announced
"It looks like it tags anyone that goes through." Kingsley spoke.
"It's a prank!" James and Jacod announced at the same time.
"Anyone who was magically sensative would have a hard time picking it up with all the traffic and the low power it emits." Moody muttered. "Clever."
"Should we tear it down?" Jacob asked.
Tonks snorted. "You can. I'm not getting in-between Harry and his victims. It only means he'll do it to you instead." She said.
"You sure it was him?" Kingsley asked.
"Please. This has Harry written all over it. He's the only one who does pranks that involve inventing a new ward." Tonks answered.
"I don't all of these magical signatures but I can see that both of my kids have had a hand in this." James answered.
"Leave it up, but don't get caught in it. Our job is to stop anyone tampering with the tournament, not to stop some pranksters from making everyone look like fools, but don't get caught in it, otherwise, you won't be taken seriously." Moody instructed. "Get some rest you three."
With that, James, Kingsley, and Jacob headed to the rooms that they had been given at the castle. Mad-eye refused to let any of them leave the castle during the time the goblet was at Hogwarts and ordered that they all be present during the tasks.
"Would your son seriously try and prank us all if we took the ward down, Sir?" Jacob asked
"Woudn't surprise me. Although we'd have a hard time proving it." James answered.
"Even Mad-eye?" Jacob said doubtfully.
James just chuckled. "Harry's been trying to get Mad-eye for years. The old man has even offered him a gif if he ever pulls it off."
Jacob just huffed and shook his head. "I don't know which one is crazier." He muttered to himself.
James laughed which startled the young Auror. "I'll tell you when I figure it out myself."