A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 600 What should pure-bloods be aware of? Don't kill them, but kill them as much as possible

The next day, Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Slytherin and Gryffindor students attended classes together. Originally, only students who passed the O.W.L.s exams could attend the advanced class, but the education reform made this course a compulsory course.

Aaron sat down in front of the desk with Claire at her beckoning. It was the first time for him to sit so close to the front of the class.

In the particularly serious atmosphere, Amycus Carrow walked in.

He checked the number of students in the class according to the roster and nodded expressionlessly, "It seems that no one is late."

"You are all seventh-year students who are about to graduate. I believe you must have a certain understanding of the dark arts in the past six years.

But in my opinion, you have wasted five of the six years. It was only two years ago that Mad-Eye, no, to be exact, Professor Barty Crouch Jr. was considered a qualified Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Amycus smiled meaningfully, and his playful eyes swept from left to right.

Many students lowered their heads in fear, while others looked longing or angry.

Just two sentences made him determine who would be a good student who would cooperate with him, who would be a bad student who would oppose him, and who would be a "fence-sitter" who could be won over.

However, there were two exceptions among these people. Claire was fine, and she didn't care about it.

But Aaron's half-smile made him feel very uncomfortable. It was a very simple contempt. He had lived for decades and had never suffered such an insult.

But even though he was furious, he could only pretend that he didn't see anything. He remembered Snape's warnings in his heart. If he took it seriously, he would lose.

"It's only one class a week for seventh graders, just bear with it." Amycus thought to himself, and then continued to look at everyone, "Professor Crouch must have taught you the Unforgivable Curses. I'm personally very curious whether your magic can control these three spells." "Control what?" Neville asked in disbelief, "Unforgivable Curses? That's the Ministry of Magic..." "It's not banned now, and the Ministry of Magic won't put you in Azkaban just because you cast these three spells." Amycus said proudly, "The Cruciatus Curse, the Imperius Curse, and even the Killing Curse will be as easy to use as the Cleansing Curse in the future. The Ministry of Magic believes that this is the right that wizards should have. Imagine if you want to fight an enemy, it is definitely not enough to just defend yourself. You have to "How to attack" "" The words are not rough! "Aaron nodded. "You two teams in this lesson test each other. The best group will be awarded, but the worst group ... I will use the soul -winning curse to them before class. Of course, if you do n’t want to make ugliness in public, you can use the heart mantra instead." "Aaron frowned." Because you are seventh grade, you are about to enter the wizard society, so the course is naturally strict. "Amcusli said, but there is no way to avoid this punishment." He waved his wand and changed a cage. "The worst group can use the killing curse on this owl. As long as they can kill it, they will still be rewarded.

Okay, let's start. Don't keep me waiting too long."

Time passed by minute by minute. Gradually, the students found their teammates and stretched out their wands to each other tremblingly.

"Soul out of the body!"

"Soul out of the body!"

......

The sounds of casting the Imperius Curse came one after another. After half of the class, more than half of the students tried the Imperius Curse.

Among the Slytherins, only Aaron and Clea were unmoved, while half of the Gryffindors were at a loss. Some did not know the Imperius Curse, and some were unwilling to try the evil curse on their friends.

Amycus watched this scene with great interest. Slytherin did not disappoint him. As for Gryffindor, it was within his expectations. He would start with them in the next class.

It was just that Gaius and Darwin were a bit annoying. They obviously had noble blood and powerful talents, but they did not use them. Didn't they know that the biggest beneficiaries of the Dark Lord's reform were pure-blood wizards?

"Stupid!" Aaron looked at Neville, Seamus and others who were pale but firm in their eyes, and shook his head.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Seven or eight Gryffindors suddenly heard Aaron's voice, and before they could react, the next sentence was transmitted to their minds.

"Don't look at me, don't show any strangeness, I am now using special magic to communicate with you in mind."

"Aaron, you..."

"Shut up, Neville, listen to me first.

Pick up your wands and use the Imperius Curse on the person closest to you."

"No, we will never use the Unforgivable Curse on our companions."

"You are so stubborn!" Aaron said speechlessly, "Do you know what acting is?

There are some among us Slytherins who can't use the Imperius Curse, but they know what it means to cooperate and just pretend to obey orders and get by. "

"Can it still be like this?" Neville said in astonishment.

"Otherwise? Amycus won't test the authenticity by himself, right?

That’s all I have to say, let’s discuss it!

But pay a little attention to the time interval and don't stand up at the same time. "

"Okay, got it.

But what about you and Klea? "

"You don't have to worry about it anymore."

After hanging up, the Gryffindor people did not act rashly, but a look of struggle appeared on Neville's face after more than ten seconds, and he struggled to lift the wand that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"I'm sorry, Seamus.

The soul is out of body! "

Simo seemed not to have thought that he would be betrayed. He trembled and stood there in a daze, his eyes seeming to have lost their luster.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Amycus couldn't help but clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Beautiful, this is the consciousness a pure-blood wizard should have.

Neville Longbottom, keep it up, the pureblood family will be proud of you. "

Upon hearing this, Neville's mouth twitched slightly, but he still persisted in performing the trick.

Several other Gryffindors seemed to have given in and cast Unforgivable Curses on each other's friends.

"How is it? Did you see it?" Amycus said proudly to Aaron, "Do you feel desperate?

Education reform will indeed be somewhat difficult at the beginning, but gradually people will adapt to it, get used to it, and finally like it. "

"Maybe! But it's not time for the dust to settle yet!"

"You can only live with your mouth now." A sneer appeared at the corner of Amycus's mouth, announcing the end of the sparring before get out of class ended.

“You all performed very well, even beyond my expectations.

However, there are still some people who do not know how to appreciate others and do nothing in class.

I believe everyone can see who that person is. "

"Professor, are you talking about me?" Klea stood up with a smile, "I will take any punishment."

Amycus: ...

"Hahaha, Miss Darwin is joking.

You are a special transfer student at Hogwarts. You were personally invited by the former principal Albus Dumbledore. The current principal Severus Snape also emphasized that you enjoy certain privileges and no professor has the right to do anything to you. out punishment. "

"Then you're here for me!" Aaron said, spreading his hands.

"This is your own failure to cooperate. Educational reform is an order from the Ministry of Magic. You know what this means." Amycus smiled meaningfully, "You can choose either the Soul Imperius Curse or the Cruciatus Curse.

Of course, killing the owl with the Killing Curse would also work. "

"I'd better choose the Cruciatus Curse." Aaron said unconcernedly, "It's not that I underestimate you, I'm afraid your Imperius Curse can't control me.

As for this owl, I don't seem to have a reason to kill it. "

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Amycus excitedly pulled out the wand, but did not do it. Instead, he held the wand in his hand and played with it.

"I won't take action against you personally, Miss Parkinson. Can you do it for me?"

"This..." Pansy hesitated and said tangledly, "Professor, I, I'm afraid I can't do it."

"Why?"

"Because besides the Dean, I am the biggest prefect in Slytherin.

Even if I wasn't a prefect, they wouldn't have the guts to do anything to me. "

"Ha!" Amycus glared at him, then looked at Gryffindor House, "Neville Longbottom, it's time to show your determination."

"I, you, this..."

"Don't hesitate, just do it." A familiar voice sounded in Neville's mind.

"Still acting?"

"How is it possible? The action of enduring torture is too exaggerated, and it can easily affect your image in front of so many people.

Don't worry, you can't hurt me yet.

Also, remember, go all out and don’t hold back at all. "

Neville was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly stepped forward, "I have never used this spell. My parents are..."

Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of Neville's parents who were tortured mad by the Death Eaters using the Cruciatus Curse.

The two of them received treatment at St. Mungo's Hospital, but they never got better and spent more than ten years in a state of confusion.

But before that, they were the initial members of the Phoenix God, and they were also elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, and their abilities were beyond doubt.

"Now is the time for you to overcome your psychological shadow." Amycus said forcefully, "Hurry up and do it."

"Heart-breaking!" Neville shouted with his eyes closed.

boom!

A transparent barrier stood in front of Aaron, and the Cruciatus Curse had no effect at all. Instead, it was ejected and landed on Amycus.

"ah!"

Amycus staggered to the ground and screamed, and got up sweating profusely after a few seconds.

Neville cannot exert the power of the Cruciatus Curse, but it is one of the three unforgivable curses, and it is much more powerful than ordinary evil curses.

"you..."

"Professor, I really didn't mean it." Neville explained hurriedly.

"Get out of here." Amycus waved his wand, and Neville hit the wall uncontrollably, and then he pointed the wand at Aaron driven by anger.

To hell with Snape's warnings! If he could bear this, he wouldn't be a Death Eater.

"Heart-piercing..."

Before he finished reciting the spell, his voice stopped abruptly, because the sneer at the corner of Aaron's mouth had fully exposed his purpose.

What the hell! This is a trap and you must not fall for it.

But it seems it's too late.

"Roar!"

Abe, who was lying on the table, jumped out immediately.

A claw slapped his wand away, and then two dragon claws pushed him to the ground.

Amycus's pupils shrank, and he suddenly realized that he might be in danger.

"Let it live quickly..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, a paw slapped his mouth.

Screams sounded immediately, and at the same time, several bloody teeth erupted from the mouth and fell to the floor.

Poof!

Amycus struggled to stand up and fight back, but without a wand, it was no match for a dragon.

Abe showed human mockery on his face, squatted on his chest, raised his two front paws towards his face and swung them down.

boom! boom! boom!

The screams were accompanied by blood spilling. He wanted to endure the severe pain and beg for mercy, but his teeth fell out and his words were leaky. No one could hear what he was saying.

And Abe didn't intend to give him a chance to speak. He only remembered the request of the master and mistress last night: don't kill him, but kill him.

The surrounding students unconsciously covered their faces when they saw this scene, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.

As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on its owner. Aaron's prestige in Slytherin is not very high. No one is willing to offend him. What's more, they have already seen Abe's fighting power. What if an innocent person is hurt?

As for Gryffindor, they didn't want to stop it at all. The students in their college had been targeted a lot. If the situation didn't allow it, they would have been eager to step on them.

"stop!"

A loud roar came from outside the classroom, followed by a bright red light that knocked Abe back.

Professor Snape strode in, and soon Alecto hurried over.

She gasped in shock when she saw her brother lying on the ground in a miserable state.

His teeth were dripping with blood, the left and right sides of his face were red and swollen from being slapped, and two lines of tears of humiliation fell from the corners of his eyes. The four words "life without love" seemed to be fully reflected in him.

Alecto carefully helped Amycus up, and then looked at the students with murderous intent, "Who did this? Stand up for me."

Everyone looked at each other, but many eyes still fell on Abe.

"Gaius, don't you explain?" Snape said coldly, "If you hurt the professor, I have the right to expel you."

"No need." Amycus suppressed his anger and said vaguely.

"Huh?" Aaron glanced at him in surprise, "You are more generous than I thought, but there may be other reasons."

"Humph!" Amycus snorted coldly without explaining.

Alecto understood what Amycus was thinking. If Aaron left Hogwarts, the achievements of the three of them would be wasted, and the beating her brother received today would be in vain.

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