Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 205 Beauxbaton's Lesson
Hera carefully took out three small glass bottles from her pocket, which contained three hornets, and they kept bumping into them.Hera could clearly feel the students in the first row shrink back slightly—they must not like wasps.

This was caught by Hera in the sea of ​​flowers. He originally wanted to catch the spider. After all, it was bigger, but obviously there were more bees in the sea of ​​flowers.

Hera reached into the bottle and grabbed a wasp. He could feel the fluffy hairs on the wasp's body. Hera also felt a little disgusted, and worried that the wasp would sting him, but in order to calm down the students, he could only do so.

Although the school hospital will definitely heal the wounds stinged by wasps.

In the first class, I frightened them with the three unforgivable curses. In the next school year, I believe they will take themselves and this course seriously.

Hera held the wasp's wing and placed it on her open palm so that everyone could see it clearly.Then he pointed his wand at him and murmured, "Out of body."

It stands to reason that the three Unforgivable Curses are very evil magic, and they require very strong malice to be realized, but since the target is only a small wasp, Hera can cast it forcibly with powerful magic power—it just takes more effort.

The wasp flew up from Hera's palm, and Hera could feel a tingling sensation on her arm attached to the wand.The Imperius Curse is not irresistible, as long as there is enough willpower, but obviously, the willpower of the hornets.
Hera put away her palms, and the wasp was suspended in mid-air. It flew up and down, left and right, swooped down on the students in the first row from time to time, made various fancy movements, and drew '2' and 'B' in the air.

With a flick of Hera's wand, it floated in the air again and started dancing. It must be said that it is really a miracle that the wasp's small feet can dance.

Everyone laughed -- only Hera didn't.

"You think it's fun, don't you?" Hera's deep voice sounded, and he lowered his head slightly, "If I do this to you, will you like it?"

The laughter dies away almost immediately.

"It's completely under my control," Hera said softly—at which point the wasp's body curled up and fell directly onto the podium table, where it began to roll over and over. "I can make it jump out the window, or drown myself, or jump down the throat of any of your classmates"

The students in the front row couldn't help shaking, as if Hera was about to let a wasp jump into their throats.

"Many years ago, many wizards in England were controlled by the Imperius Curse," Hera said, but apparently the students in the audience didn't know much about it, but it was reasonable, after all, Voldemort's activities were basically within the territory of the UK, and his situation was far inferior to that of Grindelwald's generation of Dark Lords. "That was when the Mysterious Man was at his strongest. Obviously, you don't understand his horror and power. He once almost ruled the British wizarding world. If it wasn't for Professor Dumbledore. Ahem, it would be far away."

"In short, this is a very evil black magic. After being used on people, it will make the other party lose their minds and do things exactly according to the caster's intention. Once this magic is successfully used, the self cannot be restored. Why don't you write it down?" Hera talked eloquently, but saw that the students were looking at him in horror and had no intention of taking notes, which made him very annoyed.

The students bowed their heads when there was a sudden rustling of quills and parchment.Amidst the noise, Hera nodded in relief, and walked around the classroom twice to confirm that the students had recorded all his content in French—writing about two inches in length on the parchment before he returned to the podium to speak.

"Then there's the Cruciatus Curse," Hera said. "It needs to be zoomed in. The wasp is still too small for you to see clearly," he said, taking out another wasp from the glass bottle, pointing at the wasp with his magic wand, "It's getting bigger quickly."

The wasp swelled up and was now almost as big as a baby's head.The students in the front row didn't care to hide it anymore. They either moved their chairs back or dodged backwards, anyway, they tried to stay away from Hera's podium as much as possible.

Hera raised her wand again, pointed at the spider, and said softly, "Crucio!"

Immediately, the wasp fell from the air, its legs were tightly attached to its body, it rolled over in Hera's palm, and at the same time, its body twitched violently, shaking from side to side.It didn't make a sound, but no one in the room doubted that if it had vocal organs, it must be screaming desperately at this moment.

Hera did not remove her wand, and the wasp began to tremble and twitch more violently—then he stopped, for he saw the pupils pale and look at him with terror.

He just wanted to stand up, but he didn't really want to leave a horrible and weird reputation among the students.

Hera raised her head slightly, and looked at the students in the front row apologetically. They were in the best 'viewing angle' and received the greatest impact. Their hands were tightly gripping the table, their knuckles were turning white, their eyes were wide open, full of fear.

The wasp's body slacked down, but flung in convulsions.

"Shrink quickly." Helanannan said, the wasp returned to its normal size, and Hera put it back in the bottle. "Extremely painful, and I hope no one will fall under this spell even though it was once very popular - by You-Know-Who and his minions."

Hera turned her head and wrote a few words on the blackboard, "Next, it's the last spell, and it's also the most powerful spell, the Avada Kedavra death curse."

He put his hand into the glass bottle, and the third wasp seemed to know the impending doom, flying around in the glass bottle desperately, trying to avoid Hera's finger, but Hera still caught it.

However, it stung Hera fiercely, and its tail thorns were firmly tied into Hera's palm, and it bulged instantly.

"Avada Kedavra!" Hera roared.

A dazzling green light pierced people's eyes. At the same time, the wasp turned over and lay on its back on the table. Except for the needle on the buttocks, there was no trace of scars on its body, but it was undoubtedly dead.

A few students fought back the urge to yell, and Hera pocketed her wand, and with that hand swept the wasp from the table to the floor.

His left hand is now exaggeratedly swollen, but only in a few short breaths!
(End of this chapter)