Chapter 372： Unforgivable mantra (modified, thanks to Huanyu)

Unlike the Gryffindors who were eagerly waiting for the Black Magic Defense class, the students of Ravenclaw were very calm.

The only thing they need to worry about is that Professor Moody will find Allen in trouble because of Allen's actions.

When the bell rang, the little wizards of Ravenclaw were already in place. They took out their respective "Black Magic Self-Defense Guide" and waited, the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

Soon, they heard Moody's distinctive mum's footsteps coming down the corridor. He walked into the classroom, as weird as usual. They could just see his claw-like wooden feet coming out from under his robe.

"Put these things away," he said gruffly, walking hard to the podium with a cane and sitting down. "These textbooks. You don't need them."

The students put their books in their bags and exchanged their eyes.

Moody took out the roster, shook his head, shook his long gray hair away from his twisted, bruised face, and began to roll call. His normal eyes moved down the list, and the devil's eyes kept turning, staring at each responding student.

"Alan Harris." He growled loudly.

"Here." Allen stood up unhurriedly and answered.

Moody's magic eyes stopped turning and focused on Allen. The unblinking look is more terrifying than when it turns wildly.

The classroom was extremely quiet.

Allen stood patiently for a long time, and found Moody staring at him like a wax figure, strangely feeling in his heart that he was fined.

"Professor Moody, the mother and sister in my family used to work at the St. Mungo Magical Injury Hospital. Do you need to reserve a senior bed for you?"

Allen smiled, his tone very polite.

"Or, do you have too much mental pressure? Do you want me to hold a shareholders' meeting and apply to the Ministry of Magic to diagnose your mental condition for free?"

With a snap, Michael couldn't help laughing.

Allen's words seemed to break the spell, and the atmosphere of the entire classroom was extremely quiet and extremely depressed due to the extremely quiet atmosphere.

Moody's magic eye turned back again and stared at the classmates who snickered.

He coughed and continued to call the rolls. The hands holding the wand under the table burst into blue muscles.

"Okay," he said when the last classmate answered, "For smart Ravenclaw, you should already have a lot of basic knowledge about how to deal with black magic animals. Listen to Professor Lu Ping said, You have learned to deal with Bogut, Red Hat, Hinkpunk, Grindiro, Kaba, and Werewolf. "

"However, you haven't learned enough about how to deal with spells-it's not enough," Moody said. "So, I'm going to let you see what the wizards do. I have a year to teach you how to deal with it. Dark Devil— "

There was a loud noise immediately under the rostrum.

Moody's rough big hands slammed onto the podium. Because he restrained his anger, his scarred face was even more twisted and weird.

"It stands to reason that you are less than sixth grade, and I should not tell you what the illegal black curse looks like, because you are still young and can't deal with this set of things. But Professor Dumbledore greatly praised you He believes that you can deal with it, and it seems to me that the sooner you understand the things you want to deal with, the better. If you have never seen a thing, how can you protect yourself in front of it? A wizard wants to give If you recite an illegal spell, he will not tell you his intentions. He will not cast a spell on you frankly, fairly and politely. You must be prepared to be vigilant. "

Moody stood up with his prosthetic legs hard, opened the drawer of the podium, and took out a glass bottle. Three **** spiders crawled inside.

Moody reached into the bottle, grabbed a spider, and placed it on the open palm so that everyone could see it. Then he pointed at it with his wand and muttered, "The soul is out!"

Under the rostrum, there was an instant agitation, and the learned Ravenclaw knew the meaning of the spell.

Moody instructed the spider to flip, vacate and even tap dance, but none of the Ravenclaws under the stage laughed out loud.

They did not expect that Professor Moody's demonstration was actually an unforgivable spell.

"It's completely under my control," Moody said softly--

"The Soul Curse can be resisted, I will teach you the method, but this requires a very strong personality power, not everyone can master. You better try to avoid being hit by it. Stay alert!" He Suddenly shouted, and everyone was startled.

He turned his back to his classmates and took the second spider out of the glass jar and placed it on the podium.

He zoomed in on the spider. "Drilling the bone." The spider's legs were all retracted and pressed against the body. It flipped, and its body twitched violently, shaking left and right.

Moody looked up at the class, and his eyes stayed on the calm Allen's face for a few more seconds.

Moody's crooked mouth twitched again, with a smile. "Now, the last and most powerful spell left. Awadaso's life curse ... killing curse."

"Awada Soul!" Moody shouted.

A dazzling green light pierced people's eyes, and there was also a murmur of noise, as if an invisible behemoth flew through the air-at the same time, the spider turned over and lay on his back on the table. There were no scars, but he was definitely dead.

The Ravenclaws were uneasy. They were a little bit unimaginable to face my class next. Do they have to kill each other?

Allen's face was also surprised, just now, the wand in his hand was hot, and there was a movement.

He pulled out his wand ~ www.novelhall.com ~ and found that when the wand had grown automatically somehow, the spider's soul was imprisoned as soon as he got out of it.

"The Avadasuo mantra requires a very strong magic power as a foundation-you can all take out the wand, point it at me, and read the spell, I suspect that I will only have a nosebleed at most. But that does not matter. I came to teach you how to pronounce spells. "

Moody's expression was somewhat complacent. Suddenly he was stunned. The eyes of the whole class looked at the dead spider on the table.

The spider that has lost its soul disintegrates into pieces in the eyes of all eyes, and it decayed and turned into dust.

"Avadasso's life spell has this effect?" Michael asked in surprise.

None of the little wizards here has actually seen the Avadasuo mantra, but the description in the book does not have this phenomenon.

Even Moody was stunned for a moment. He looked at Allen in an instant, and intuitively told him that something like this happened to the spider must be related to Allen.

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