Chapter 545

Because of the word of mouth in senior grades, the fourth graders of Gryffindor were eager for Moody's first class. After lunch, they arrived early before the bell rang and lined up outside the classroom.

The only one who wasn't there was Hermione, who was just in time for class.

"I am..."

Hermione was dressed in coarse clothes, and Fanlin held her with one hand.

"The library." Harry said for her, "come on, or we won't have a good seat."

They quickly sat down on the four chairs in front of the platform, took out the guide to the defense of evil forces, and waited in extra silence.

Fanlin is looking forward to what this parallel product will bring to them.

Black magic? Or the unforgivable curse?

Before long, they heard murdeet's clucking steps coming in from the corridor.

Moody limped into the classroom. He was as strange and scared as ever.

They could only see his clawed wooden feet sticking out from under the robe.

"You can take those things." He growled, went to the podium and sat down. "Those books, you won't use."

Everyone obediently put these books into their schoolbags. In fact, whenever the defense against the dark arts professor said so, the class would be much more interesting.

They put the books back in their bags, and Ron looked excited.

Moody took out his registration book, pulled off the long gray mane on his twisted scarred face and began to call the roll. His normal eyes gradually scanned down the list, while his magic eyes turned and focused on every student he was supposed to be.

"All right." When the last one should arrive and show his presence, he said, "I got a letter from Professor Lupin and Professor Blake about the class. It seems that you have a solid foundation on how to deal with evil creatures - you have learned boggartus, red cap, kinkphonks, greendero, kepps and vilowis, right?"

Most of the students accepted his words.

"But you're behind, very backward, in dealing with incantations." Moody said, "so, I want you to understand how witches can do things to each other, and I have a year to teach you how to deal with black -"

"what, don't you stay?" Ron blurted.

Moody's magic eye turned to stare at Ron. Ron looked scared, but moody began to smile. Harry saw him smile for the first time. The result was that his scarred face looked distorted and deformed. However, it was always a relief to know that he would smile as a friendly gesture. Ron was much more relaxed.

"You must be Arthur Weasley's son?" Moody said, "your dad helped me out a few days ago Yes, I only stay for one year. Thanks to Dumbledore's wrong love One year, and then go back to the old age quietly. "

His laughter was hoarse, and his blue - veiled hand patted.

"Therefore, I will teach you the skills of anti black magic according to the instructions of the Ministry of magic. Until then, I will show you what illegal black magic spells look like. But Professor Dumbledore thinks highly of you and thinks that you can cope with them. My opinion is that the more you are, the more you are It's better to know what you're guarding against, but how do you protect yourself from things you've never seen before? The sorcerer who will curse you will not tell you his actions. He's not going to curse you friendly and polite in front of you. You've got to be on guard. You've got to be careful, Miss Brown. You've got to put that thing aside when I'm lecturing

Levindon was startled and blushed. She was just under the table showing Pratt the star chart she had just finished. Moody's magic eye could see things not only through her head, but through wood.

"So, who of you knows what the most sorcery curse is?"

Several hands were raised, including Ron's and Hermione's. moody pointed to Ron, but his magic eye was still on levindon.

"Well." Ron said tentatively, "my dad told one of them Is it called the soul snatching curse, or what? "

"Oh, yes." Moody praised him and said, "your father should know that. The soul snatching spell has caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry for a while."

Van Lim's brow was frowning, which was definitely not what Dumbledore meant.

Moody's, it seems, intends to use the unforgivable curse in class. Although according to the original Moody's, it's OK to do so, but it should not exist in the classroom.

No violation of the Ministry's rules.

Hogwarts is not demstrand. Hogwarts can't afford a second Voldemort

Moody's magic eye is definitely not staring at Brown. Van Lin can feel something looking at him. It seems that he has not mastered it completely.

As far as van Lin knows, Moody's magic eye is a very clever alchemy product, perfectly integrated with the human body, which is rare in the circle of alchemists, and also has a very powerful effect.Perspective, and God to take ideas.

Moody's asymmetrical feet struggled to support him, his face trembling, his tongue slightly outstretched, and he looked excited.

Moody stood up, he opened the drawer, took out a glass jar, which contained three giant spiders, Ron shrunk a little bit beside him - Ron hated spiders, which was something everyone knew, Ron had shown up in the face of Bogut.

Moody's hand reached into the jar, grabbed a spider and placed it on his palm so that all students could see it.

"Now, what do you want him to do?"

Moody asked, his tone was somewhat anticipated, and then he pointed to it with a wand and said, "impreio!"

A fine light did not enter the spider's body, and Fanlin observed that the spider's body slightly expanded.

This spell does not change when it works on the human body.

Under the control of wand, the spider leaps from Moody's palm, starts to swing forward and back like a swing overhead. It stretches out his legs rigidly, turns back, the line breaks, the spider falls on the table, and it starts to circle like a wheel.

Moody gave a strong wave of wand, and spider stood up with his feet. No doubt, he was dancing.

Everyone laughed.

Moody's wand was waved again, and the spider was flying.

It began to fall on students' bodies, such as Ron's desk, Neville's clothes, Brown's back, to Finigan Well, feinigan took a book and beat the spider out.

We were very happy with laughter.

"So what?" Moody's wand moved gently, and the spider was all in a big shape and pasted on the window.

"Or, like that?" The spider fell on the edge of the bucket.

His limbs were shaking, as if to hold firmly on the edge of the bucket.

But under Moody's control, spiders' only survival instinct doesn't work.

We were laughing and some reluctant.

"Do you think it's funny?" He shouted, "would you be happy if I curse you?"

The laughter stopped immediately.

"Let me do it," modi said calmly, curling up and rolling, "I can let it jump out of the window, drown itself, or drop it into your throat..."

Ron could not help shaking.

"A few years ago, many wizards and wizards said they were controlled by the ghost charms," moody said.

Harry knew he was talking about Barty Crouch's reign, and, to be sure, Voldemort's world.

"One of the tasks in the Ministry is to try to distinguish who is passive and who is active."

Moody's eyes were fixed on Harry, and the other was the same, and he was not conscious of the past.

"The spell of soul out of the body can be broken. I will teach you how to break the law, but it needs strong willpower. Not everyone has this willpower. If you can, you should avoid it and keep vigilant!" He roared, and everyone was terrified.

Moody lifted the acrobatic spider and threw it back into the jar. "Anyone else knows the illegal curse?"

Hermione raised his hand again, and Harry was surprised that Neville also raised his hand, which he usually raised only in his longest class of math and divination.

Even Neville was surprised by his boldness.

"What is it?" Moody's eyes turned to Neville. "There is one, the heart gouge bone curse." Neville's voice was small but clear.

Moody's eyes are fixed on Neville this time.

"Are you rumbaton?" His magic eyes down, look at the register.

Neville nodded nervously, but Moody's did not ask again, turning to the class students. He took another spider out of the jar and put it on the table, which was obviously scared and motionless.

"Dig out the bone mantra," modi said. "It takes a little bigger, and you can understand it." He pointed the wand at the spider and said, "engorgio!"

The spider expanded rapidly, bigger than a tarantula bee, and Ron stopped covering up his fears and pulled the chair as far away as possible from Moody's desk.

Moody waved his wand again, pointing to the spider and said, "grucio!"

The voice just fell, the spider bent his legs, it rolled, twisted violently, shook left and right, and it didn't make any sound, but Harry must scream loudly if he could, moody waved his wand, and the spider began to tremble and play.

"Stop!" Hermione said in a sharp voice. Van Lin looked at her in surprise, not at spiders, but at Neville.

Following her eyes, van Lin found Neville's tight fists on the table in front of him, his knuckles white, his eyes wide open, and he looked terrified.

Moody's carried the wand, and the spider's legs were loose, but it continued to twist."Reduce." Moody read that the spider, which was restored to its original shape, was put back in the jar.

"Pain," murdirou said, "if you can cast a curse, you don't need a finger - holding tool or knife to torture people This spell was once abused. "

"Well, who knows any other mantra?"

Harry looked around, and from the faces of everyone, he wondered what happened to the last spider, and Hermione shook her hand a little when Hermione raised her hand for the third time.

"What is it?" Moody's looked at her and said.

"Avadakedavra!"

Van Lin read the mantra step by step, and in his opinion, such a thing should not be handed over to Hermione.

Several people, including Ron, looked uneasily at Van Lin.

"Ah, by the way," modi said, a smile twisted his missing mouth. "Yes, the last most vicious curse, avadakedavra The curse of death. "

"I don't think the mantra should be shown to everyone, Professor moody." Van Lin frowned, and fake Moody's boldness was a little bit beyond expectations.

"Mr. van Lin Al," moody said, "not every little wizard can fight the black wizard like you do. They should understand the means of the black wizard, the most terrifying means."

Moody said he didn't stop.

Fanlin pinched his fist slightly, Hermione looked at Fanlin in a little hurry.

Moody's hands are in the can.

Like knowing his own fate, the third spider scrambled wildly at the bottom of the jar, trying to avoid Moody's hand.

But eventually moody caught the spider and put it on the table, and moody raised his wand on the wooden table, and Harry felt a sudden menace.

“AvadaKedavra！” Moody's roared.

A dazzling green light flashed by, accompanied by a loud noise, as if there was an invisible giant roaring in the air. Meanwhile, the spider turned over and there was no trace, but it was obviously dead. Several girls were forced to resist the call. The spider slipped towards Ron, Ron fell back and almost turned over the chair.

Moody swept the dead spider down to the ground.

"Poisonous enough," he said calmly, "it's not good to bear, there is no mantra against it, nothing can stop it. The only one people know who has escaped the death curse is sitting in front of me."

Unlike everyone, fan Lin's expression can be said to be startled.

If anyone can observe the eyes of Fanlin, you can see that the eyes of the forest have turned completely blue.

He was trying to get rid of the spider, but moody reacted in a flash and stopped him.

That magic is very thick, but it is like there is any magic, and fan Lin can not remember that he had met there.

He has not recovered completely, it will take at least a month, and he can't do anything before.

Van Lin tried to calm down his mood, it was only a moment. Besides him and Moody's, Hermione beside him felt a little cold.

Hermione, however, was more surprised.

Avadakedavra is so powerful that for the first time for the wizards, everyone has been exposed to the spell.

Ron used it unconsciously, but Ron's magic was too weak to make Moody's voice.

Just as Harry remembers, that bleak green light, terrible things.

In a moment, all the bad things rushed into his mind, like a nightmare, even Harry had a delusion, the illusion of forehead pain, as if Voldemort was standing in front of him.

That terrible man, hateful face.

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