Hogwarts Scholar System

Several hands were raised tremblingly, including those of Ron and Hermione.Moody pointed at Ron, but his magical eye was still fixed on Lavender.

"Uh, that's right," Ron said uncertainly, "My dad told me something - it's called the Imperius Curse or something, right?"

"Ah, yes," Moody said appreciatively, "your father must know that spell. I think back then, the Imperius Curse caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic."

Moody stood up with difficulty on his prosthetic legs, opened the drawer of the podium and took out a glass bottle.Three big black spiders were crawling inside.Ron shrank slightly, and his Boggart turned into a spider.

Moody reached into the bottle, grabbed a spider, and held it in his open palm for everyone to see.Then he pointed his wand at it and murmured: "Out of Body!"

The spider jumped away from Moody's hand, dangled by a thin thread, and began to swing back and forth as if it were sitting on a high swing.It straightened its legs stiffly, then turned around and turned over, and the filaments were broken.It crashed onto the table and began to do somersaults in circles.Moody flicked his wand, and it stood up on its hind legs and danced a kind of tap dance. Yes, it was a tap dance.

Everyone laughed, except Maple and Moody.

"You think it's fun, don't you?" he asked in a rough voice, "Would you like it if I did this to you?"

The laughter died almost immediately.

"It's totally under my control," Moody said softly, as the spider balled up and began to roll around. "I can make it jump out of the window, or drown itself, or jump into one of your houses. A classmate’s throat——”

Years ago, many wizards were under the Imperius Curse," said Moody. "It really kept the Ministry of Magic busy.They need to distinguish between those who are forced to act and those who act according to their own wishes. "

"The Imperius Curse can be resisted, and I will teach you how to do it, but it requires a lot of strength of character, and not everyone can master it. You'd better try to avoid being hit by it. Stay vigilant at all times!" He He suddenly yelled, startling everyone.

Moody grabbed the somersaulting spider and threw it back into the glass bottle.

"Does anyone else know any spells? Illegal spells?"

Hermione raised her hand in the air again, and Neville raised his hand too, much to his friend's surprise.Neville only took the initiative to speak in the Herbology class, which was his best subject.Neville also seemed surprised by his bold move.

"Go ahead," Moody said, his magical eye turning and staring at Neville.

"There is one - the Cruciatus Curse." Neville said softly but clearly.

Neville was very familiar with this spell, very familiar with it. His parents were tortured mad by Bellatrix using this spell.

Moody looked at Neville very intently, this time with both eyes at once.

"Are you Longbottom?" he said, lowering his magical eye to look at the roster.

Neville nodded nervously, but Moody didn't ask anything else.He turned his back to the class, took out the second spider from the glass bottle, and placed it on the podium.The spider was motionless and looked frightened.

"The Cruciatus Curse," Moody said, "You need to zoom in a little bit so you can see clearly," he said, pointing his wand at the spider, "Get bigger quickly!"

The spider bulged.It's now bigger than a tarantula.Ron couldn't care less about covering up and moved his chair back, as far away from Moody's podium as possible.

Moody raised his wand again, pointed at the spider, and said softly: "Crush the bones!"

Immediately, the spider's legs all retracted and clung to the body.It flipped over, while its body twitched violently, shaking from side to side.It made no sound, but all the students could see that if it had vocal organs, it would definitely be screaming at the top of its lungs at this moment.Moody didn't remove his wand, and the spider began to tremble and twitch more violently——

"Stop!" Hermione screamed.

Hermione didn't look at the spider, but at Neville.I saw Neville's hands tightly gripping the table in front of him, his joints turning white, his eyes wide open, full of fear.

Moody raised his wand. The spider's legs relaxed, but were still twitching.

"Shrink quickly," Moody muttered.The spider shrunk back to its original size and Moody put it back into the bottle.

"Excruciating pain," Moody said softly. "If you knew how to recite the Cruciatus Curse, you didn't need to use thumb clamps or knives to torture people--the curse was also very popular at one time."

"Okay—anyone else know any spells?"

Hermione raised her hand for the third time, but her hand was shaking slightly.

"Say it." Moody looked at her and said.

"Avada Kedavra," Hermione whispered.

Several people turned to look at her uneasily, including Ron.

"Ah," said Moody, his crooked mouth twitching again in a smile, "yes, this is the last and most powerful spell. Avada Kedavra—the Death Curse."

He put his hand into the glass bottle. As if knowing the impending doom, the third spider crawled around the bottom of the bottle desperately, trying to avoid Moody's fingers, but he still caught it and placed it on the podium. .The spider began crawling desperately on the wooden table again.

Moody raised his wand and shouted:

"Avada Kedavra!"

An invisible giant flew through the air - at the same time, the spider turned over and lay on its back on the table. There was no trace of damage on its body, but it was undoubtedly dead.Several students tried hard to hold back the screams they wanted to make; when the spider slid towards Ron, Ron jerked back and almost fell off his seat.

Moody swept the dead spider off the table and onto the floor.

"It's not pretty," he said quietly. "It's unpleasant. And there's no breaking spell. There's no way to resist it. As far as anyone knows, only one person has escaped this spell, and he's sitting right in front of me."

Moody's eyes (and the prosthetic eye too) met Harry's, and Harry felt himself blush.He could feel the entire class turning to look at him.

Moody continued: "Avada Kedavra requires very powerful magical power as a basis. You can all take out your wand, point it at me, and recite this spell. I suspect that I will only get a little nosebleed at most. But. That doesn't matter. I'm here to teach you how to recite the spell."

Really?Maple doubted the authenticity of his words, but there was no need for Maple to tell the fact that she could kill him in front of her classmates.

"Well, why am I showing you this since there's no cure? Because you have to understand. You have to be fully aware of what's worst. You don't want to find yourself in the situation you're facing now. Always be alert!" he shouted, startling the class again.

"Okay, these three spells - Avada Kedavra, Soul Imperius Curse, and Cruciatus Curse, are all called the Unforgivable Curse. If any one of them is used on a human being, it is enough to sit in Azkaban. A lifetime in prison. This is what you are going to defend against. This is what I am going to teach you to defend against. You need to be prepared. You need to be on guard. But most importantly, you need to be vigilant at all times and never let down. Take it out Quill, write this down..."

During the rest of the class, the students were busy taking notes and recording the three unforgivable curses.The classroom was quiet, no one spoke, until the bell rang.

When Moody announced that get out of class was over, the students left the classroom and talked a lot.

Most of the students talked about those spells in awe--

"Did you see the way the spider twitched?"

"He killed the spider in one fell swoop, it was that simple!"

Listening to the tone of their conversation was like watching a wonderful show.

But Maple was not amused. He saw the cruel nature behind Moody's mask from his experiments on spiders.If Hermione hadn't told him to stop, he might have used the Cruciatus Curse to torture the spider to death, and would it really take a living life to demonstrate Avada's Kedavra Curse, even an inconspicuous spider?

In Maple's view, his teaching of the Unforgivable Curse was not really about letting them learn knowledge, but just to satisfy his own self-interest.

"Come on!" Hermione said nervously.

"Going to the bloody library again?" said Ron.

"No," Hermione said simply, pointing to a nearby corridor, "Neville."

Neville stood alone in the middle of the corridor, staring at the stone wall opposite him, his eyes wide open and his face full of horror, the same expression he had when Moody demonstrated the Cruciatus Curse.

"Neville?" Hermione said softly.

Neville turned.

"Oh, hello," he said, his voice much louder than usual, "This class is really interesting, isn't it? Wonder what's for dinner. I, I'm starving, how about you?"

Neville tried to conceal his behavior, but Hermione couldn't hide his behavior at all.

"Neville, are you okay?" Although Hermione cared about him, Neville was still unwilling to open his heart to her——

"Oh, it's okay, I'm fine, what a fun dinner! Oh, I mean this class - what's there to eat?"

Hermione turned around and exchanged a look with Maple, who shook her head.That was a hurdle in Neville's heart, and he had to go over it himself.

At this moment, a strange sound came from behind them.They turned around and saw Professor Moody limping towards them.They fell silent immediately. After the unforgettable first lesson, Hermione and the four of them looked at him with a little fear.But when he spoke, his voice, though rough, was much deeper and softer than they had heard before.

His acting skills are truly actor-level. No wonder Dumbledore was deceived by him.

"That's okay, kid," he said to Neville, "would you like to come into my office? Come on, we can have a cup of tea together..."

Neville seemed even more frightened by the thought of having tea with Moody.He didn't move or speak.Moody turned his magic eye on Harry.

"Are you okay, Potter?"

"It's okay," Harry replied, with a hint of resistance in his words.

The three unforgivable curses, the Cruciatus Curse caused Neville to lose his father's love and mother's love since childhood, and the Avada Kedavra Curse made Harry an orphan.Moody demonstrated the Unforgivable Curse in front of them, which was equivalent to tearing open the scars in their hearts.

Moody's blue eyes studied Harry, and he seemed to read Harry's thoughts.Then he said: "You must understand something. It may seem a lot cruel, but you must understand it. There is no need to hide it. Well, let's go, Longbottom, I have a few books over there that may be of interest to you. ."

Neville looked imploringly at Maple, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, but none of them spoke.Neville had no choice but to let Moody put a large, rough hand on his shoulder and lead him away.

"What is he going to do?" Hermione said, a little worried.

"Probably you want to teach him a lesson, huh?" Ron added fuel to the fire.

"Don't worry, Neville has not violated any discipline. Professor Moody will not do anything to him. Maybe he really wants to give Neville a few books as he said," Maple said.

That's to pave the way for you in advance, Harry!

"What Fred and George said is right. Moody is indeed very knowledgeable. As soon as he chanted the Avada Kedavra, the spider died and died immediately like that-"

As soon as Ron saw the expression on Harry's face, he quickly shut up and remained silent the whole time.

After eating, Harry and Ron returned to the dormitory upstairs to get their textbooks and charts, only to find Neville alone in the room, sitting on the bed reading.He looked much calmer than he had just finished Moody's lesson, but he was still not completely back to normal.His eyes were red.

"Are you okay, Neville?" Harry asked him.

"Oh, it's okay," Neville replied, "I'm fine, thank you. I was reading this book that Professor Moody lent me..."

He raised the book in his hand: "Magical Aquatic Plants of the Mediterranean and Their Properties."

"It seems that Professor Sprout told Professor Moody that I am very good at herbal medicine." Neville said, with a hint of pride in his voice, "Professor Moody thought I would like this." This book.”

Harry and Ron returned to the common room with their copies of "Beyond the Mist", found a table, and began predicting their fates for the next month.An hour later, they had made no progress, and the table was littered with scraps of parchment covered with numbers and symbols.Harry's mind was still foggy, as if it was filled with smoke from Professor Trelawney's fire.

"I have no idea what this thing means," he said, looking down at the long row of calculation formulas.

"How about it," Ron said, his head getting bigger, and he finally suggested, "Let's just use the repertoire of Divination class."

"You mean - making it up out of thin air?"

"Next Monday," he said as he scribbled, "I might be coughing because of the unfortunate conjunction of Mars and Jupiter." He looked up at Harry, "You know her, let's try to make up some bad luck. That’s what she loves to see.”

"That's right," said Harry, crumpling up what he had just racked his brains into, and then starting to write again.

"On Monday, I'm in danger of being - well - burned."

"Yeah, you're in danger. We're going to see the Blast-Ended Skrewts again on Monday. Well, Tuesday, I'll - um -"

"You will lose money."

"Good idea, because - well - because of Mercury. How about you, you got stabbed in the back by someone you thought was a friend?"

"Okay, that's cool! Because - well - Venus is in the 20th sign of the zodiac."

They made up prophecies (the color of tragedy became more and more intense), and another hour passed like this. People in the common room went back to sleep one after another, and the surrounding area gradually became deserted.

Harry looked around, thinking hard about the unlucky events that he had not used yet. When he turned around, he found Maple suddenly standing next to them out of nowhere, startling them.

He was also holding a ginger cat in his arms, looking at Harry with an inscrutable look. The look on his face was very much like that of Hermione - if Hermione knew that they were opportunistic in doing homework, she would also show such a look.

"You are invisible, you don't make any sound when you walk, you scared us!" Ron said in surprise. It seemed that he was also shocked by Maple.

"The homework you wrote is so interesting, I can't help but look at it more." Maple said with a smile, and then said sarcastically——

"Why don't you write about being scratched by a cat because Venus has shifted its orbit," Maple said, waving Crookshanks' paw.

"What a great idea!" Harry said with his eyes shining.

Well, I was defeated by you.

Maple was speechless for a while.

With one last unfortunate incident, Harry's homework was finally completed.Harry put the parchment aside, stood up and stretched.Then he was surprised to see Fred and George sitting on the opposite wall, heads touching, holding quills and studying a piece of parchment.

It was a strange thing for Fred and George to be hiding in a corner, studying something quietly.They always like to be lively, make noises, and be the center of everyone's attention.Looking at the way they were studying the parchment at the moment, they seemed a bit sneaky.

"No, it would look like we are blaming him. We have to be careful..." George shook his head at Fred and scratched something on the paper with his quill. His voice was small, but in the air In the deserted lounge, his voice was still heard by Harry and Maple.

Maple smiled. It seemed that they had discovered that Ludo Bagman had paid their bills with leprechaun gold coins, and were thinking about how to get the money back from him.

"Huh?" Maple's heart suddenly moved, and he saw that the bag of tips left by Zhuge Kongming had changed.

The first tip bag was opened, and there were two short words written on the note inside -

'Breaking money'!

What do these two words mean?

depression to luck?

No, Maple suddenly turned her attention to the Weasley brothers. This first tip seemed to have changed because of them. Thinking of what they were doing, Maple was thoughtful.