HP Magic Biography

Regarding the Avada Kedavra Curse, Fan Lin had to admit that the spell was weird and powerful.

In fact, this spell should not be invincible, every spell has a strategy to counter it, but regarding the resistance of Avada Kedavra, this is destined to be only a theoretical thing.

No one dared to experiment with the spell, with a 99% mortality rate, and a single hit couldn't capture anything at all, just like the difference between the Unforgivable Curse for animals and humans.

Only the constant filling of magic power is the most basic.

For example, God.

For these powerful creatures, higher-level battles are basically energy collisions.

In fact, Moody didn't seem to intend to pay any attention to Fan Lin.

When Moody's eyes looked into Harry's, Harry felt himself blushing, and felt that everyone else was looking at him, too, and Harry stared at the blank blackboard as if drawn in by it when in fact he hadn't. Not watching.

That's how his parents died... Exactly the same as that spider, didn't they leave any clues? When they died, didn't they only see the passing green light and hear the sound of death that came in an instant? It had been three years since Harry had learned that his parents had been murdered, since he had learned what had happened that night.

Harry had imagined their deaths over and over again: how Peter Pettigrew tipped off to Voldemort about his parents' whereabouts, how Voldemort found them in their cabin, how Voldemort killed his dad alone.

How James Potter tried to stop Voldemort while yelling at his wife to run away with Harry, and how Voldemort caught up with Lily Potter and told her to get away and let him kill Harry, and how she Refusing to let go of her son, asking her to die in Harry's place, so that Voldemort would kill her too before his wand was pointed at Harry...

Moody spoke again, and Harry felt that his voice was coming from far away, and he made a great effort to drag himself back to reality and listen to Moody.

Avada Kedavra is a spell that requires a lot of magic, and if you all get out your wands and cast it on me, I suspect it'll just give me a nosebleed at best. But that's okay, I'm not here to teach you How did you cast a spell?

Since there is no spell to resist it, why should I demonstrate it to you? Because you must understand, what is the most vicious, and you don't want to be in a situation where you are facing a curse, be vigilant! he roared With a sound, the whole class was startled again.

These three spells - Avada Kedavra, Cruciatus and Imperius are known as the Three Unforgivable Curses,

Casting any one of these spells on a normal person is enough to get a death sentence in Azkeban, that's what you have to guard against, that's what I'm going to teach you to fight, you have to be prepared, you have to be vigilant, but first, you have to always Be vigilant, get out your quill, and write this down...

Why does it have to be these three? Fan Lin asked suddenly.

Mr. Verlin El, I think you should keep these firmly in mind instead of making boring inquiries here.

However, there are still many unforgivable curses, Fan Lin said, and most of the dark wizards are clearly recorded by the Ministry of Magic. There are roughly more than 10,000 unforgivable curses. The categories include Most of the evil, dead souls, dead souls, curses, souls, blood, body modification, etc., and the most rampant recently, should be counted as the blood magic of vampires. It seems that this is the current reality. The focus today is not the three unforgivable curses that have been banned.

All the wizards stared blankly at Fan Lin. They had no idea about it, and there were so many types of magic.

Oh, of course, of course, Moody said, but those side magics have been lost for hundreds of thousands of years, and it shouldn't be in the classroom today.

So, what about the vampires? Fan Lin said, Those raiders from the Quidditch World Cup.

Moody paused slightly.

To be honest, the magic of vampires is irreproducible, and only vampires can use it. However, since you are all so eager, I will add these confrontations to the course in the future, but now, what you should do, Make a note of these bad spells, five points from Gryffindor.

Moody said heavily.

Fan Lin nodded, he could not continue to persecute Moody.

They spent the rest of the time taking notes about the three unforgivable curses, and neither of them spoke until the bell rang and Moody was dismissed, and they left the room, and a heated discussion ensued , most of them discussing spells in a noise of fear.

Did you see it twitch?

He kills spiders like this!

They discussed the scene in class as if they were discussing something interesting.

Harry didn't find it funny, and it seemed Hermione didn't find it funny either.

Hurry up, she said hurriedly to the other three.

Although Hermione is very concerned about Fan Lin's performance in class, but now...

Aren't you going to the library again? Ron asked.

No, Hermione replied curtly, pointing to a path, Neville.

Neville stood alone on the half-slope of the path, staring at the stone wall opposite him with the same horror he had seen when Moody demonstrated the Cruciatus spell.

Neville? Hermione said softly.

Neville turned to look at them.

Oh, hello? he said, his voice much higher than usual, very interesting lesson, wasn't it?

I'm thinking about what to have for dinner, I—I'm hungry, aren't you hungry?

Neville, are you all right? said Hermione. It's all right, I'm fine. Neville spat out the words, still in an unnaturally high-pitched tone, Very interesting dinner—I mean class—what would you like to have?

Ron shot Harry a surprised look.

Neville, what—

There was a strange sound of footsteps behind them, and they turned to see Professor Moody limping towards them.

Fan Lin stepped back warily, and stood beside several people.

They all fell silent, watching him in awe, but when he spoke, they found Moody's voice was much lower and softer than they had heard.

It's all right, kid, he said to Neville, come and sit in my office, come on...

We can have a cup of tea...

To have tea with Moody made Neville even more frightened, and he neither moved nor spoke.

Moody's magic eyes turned to Harry. Are you all right, Potter?

I'm fine, Harry replied almost electrocuted.

Moody went on, You have to know, perhaps a little cruelly, but you have to know that there's no point in pretending... well... come on... Neville, I have some books you might find interesting.