[HP] So you are such Anita

For the next two weeks, Anita, Draco, and Professor Moody got along very well, while at the same time, as the theoretical knowledge gradually turned to practical, Moody's lessons became more and more difficult.

From the initial demonstration of spells and theoretical explanations, it gradually developed into practical exercises. This development process sounds like the normal process of all normal courses.

But Merlin, Professor Moody is teaching the Unforgivable Curse!

One can imagine the shocked and sad faces of the students when Professor Moody announced that he would cast the Imperius Curse on each student in turn to test whether they understood what he had just said.

"But, professor, that's the Unforgivable Curse. You said that if you use it on someone else, then..." Hermione from Gryffindor expressed her incomprehension.

"Oh, Dumbledore hopes you can feel it," Moody stared at Hermione grimly, pointing to the door of the classroom, "If you want to be cast this spell by others, if you want to be completely controlled by others, That's good, I agree, you can go now."

Hermione turned pale, said nothing, and didn't go out.

No wonder she would walk, the desire for knowledge completely entangled her feet, making her unable to walk.

Anita looked at Hermione, weighing quickly in her head.Although she was not ignorant of the Imperius Curse, she was very worried that Moody would use the spell more strongly on the Slytherins and make them look ugly.

She thought it was something Moody could do, and they had Gryffindors in class today, and Moody liked to taunt them in front of Gryffindors.

Moody began to call the students to take turns to come forward. The brave Gryffindors did not dare to go to the front this time, but because the Slytherins retreated further than them, the Gryffindors took priority.

Gryffindor's performance perfectly proved that Anita's worries were really unnecessary. How could Moody need to increase the intensity of the spell to deal with them little devils.

In front of Moody, their brains are like a manor without protection magic, house elves, or even door locks. Moody walks back and forth, walks back and forth, and can do whatever he wants.

The Gryffindors were controlled by the Imperius Curse one by one, and made the most abnormal behavior.

Thomas hopped around the classroom like a rabbit, singing childish nursery rhymes.Brown is like a squirrel, desperately trying to climb onto the podium.And Neville performed a piece of body gymnastics, his flexibility reached the point of astonishment.

Only Harry survived the Imperius Curse in Gryffindor, but he also paid the price of a broken knee.As expected, Moody praised Harry greatly and asked him to repeat it four more times, saying that he wanted Harry to give everyone a comprehensive demonstration, so Harry paid the price of smashing his head again.

The tragedy of Gryffindor made the Slytherins very relaxed, so even if they were ashamed, the Gryffindors were not qualified to laugh at them.

However, the performance of the Slytherins greatly exceeded Anita's expectations. Few people were completely controlled by Moody's Imperius Curse, and most of them selectively obeyed the content of the Imperius Curse. When they see something that they think cannot be done, they will have a strong rejection, and this feeling of rejection will make them sober up instantly.

Of course, there are still a small number of people who don't even have a strong feeling for the Imperius Curse. Draco is like this. When Professor Moody pointed at him, his eyes were a little blank, but he didn't move at all. After a long time, Professor Moody put down his wand in disappointment, and taunted Draco that if his father had the same perseverance for the Imperius Curse, he would not have gone to Azkaban.

And Draco replied to Moody that it was precisely because his father had received such a lesson that he paid special attention to his training in this area.

Speechless, Moody could only furiously ask Anita to try.

The moment she was hit, Anita felt that she was out of her body, and in a hazy, invisible and intangible mist, she couldn't see what was in front of her eyes, she could only feel someone around her watching her.

She heard Moody's voice from somewhere far away, with a majesty so undeniable that there was nothing but fear in it.

"Jump to the door like a cat!"

Moody's voice kept echoing in Anita's head with terrible echoes.

However, the more terrifying the voice was, the more inconsistent it was with this ridiculous order. Anita felt confused in her heart. She felt disobedient and unreal.So she remained motionless, trying to figure out why she obeyed the order.

She suddenly remembered that she was tested by the Imperius Curse in the Magic Defense class.

At that moment, the mist cleared, her spirit returned, and she saw Professor Moody put down his wand even more angrily, and took a couple of swigs from his flagon.

It seems that she succeeded in resisting, no, it should be said that she succeeded in resisting this time.

When she walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Anita's heart was still full of fear. The professor undoubtedly let her go, and she let go of the characteristics of the Unforgivable Curse.

The evil of the Imperius Curse is beyond her imagination. People who are under the Imperius Curse can easily recover from innocuous incidents. However, the more evil the order, the harder it is for the person under the Imperius Curse to wake up.

Anita thought carefully about her state during the Imperius Curse. It was as if her soul was held in the hands of the devil. The more evil the order, the more people believed that the devil was terrible, thinking that she could not resist and could only obey obediently.

It takes advantage of people's fear and cowardice. This kind of spell has evil in its bones, and the people who use it are definitely not good people.

The fear lasted for a long time, and Anita thought that she might not be able to enjoy the sumptuous dinner safely, but even so, she followed everyone to the auditorium.

But when she came to the foyer, she found that the front was blocked by students and could not go any further. A large group of students crowded around the newly erected side sign at the foot of the marble stairs, seemingly looking at something.

Draco poked Crabbe and Goyle, telling them to tiptoe to see what the sign said.

Before the two of them tiptoed, Millicent standing on the stairs said, "Triwizard Tournament, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at [-] o'clock in the evening on October [-]th, and the day will be half an hour earlier." get out of class in an hour."

After finishing speaking, Millicent waited triumphantly for everyone to praise her.

Blaise said bluntly, "Millisson overheard Hufflepuff's discussion, and the whole school knows about it."

Millicent was upset, "I also know that Hufflepuff's Cedric Diggory, Gryffindor's Angelina Johnson

, Ravenclaw's Ola Quelke is also preparing to participate in the Tournament, and of course there are others, but these three are more reliable candidates in my opinion. Of course, compared with our Slytherin Senior Fielder Wake up, they are nothing. "

"This is indeed very useful information. Thank you for your hard work, Miss Bistro." Blaise gave a wizard salute to Millicon respectfully.

Millicent turned her head expressionlessly, walked down the stairs angrily, roughly pushed away all the people who stood in front of her, and walked straight to the auditorium.

"She did the right thing, am I wrong?" Blaise asked Draco with a smile.

"Nice job, Blaise." Draco pulled Anita and followed the rampant Millicent, all the way smoothly.

Although the things in the notice are known to everyone, when it enters the countdown, everyone will inevitably be a little nervous.

The dusty castle suddenly became shiny one morning, the dirty portraits in the past were thoroughly cleaned, and the armors standing in every corner of the castle that had long been neglected were coated with a layer of wax oil.

Filch was paranoid about monitoring the attire of the students, and if anyone forgot to shine their shoes when they woke up in the morning, he would get a yell from Filch.

Even Hermione had been berated by Filch several times for her messy brown hair, leading Anita to be surprised to find her reading some hair-care spellbooks when she saw her in the library.

Even the professors were extraordinarily manic during this time of preparation.

Crabbe and Goyle of Slytherin were warned not to expose their intelligence and unskilled potion manipulation skills in front of Durmstrang in Snape's class, and Anita heard that Neville was in the Transfiguration class This is also the case in my classroom.

It seems that the professors really don't want their teaching ability to be questioned by people from other schools, which may be more difficult for them to accept than the disappearance of Hogwarts.

October [-]th finally arrived. In the early morning, the students walked to the auditorium sleepily, and then they were blinded by the exaggerated decoration of the auditorium.

Huge silk banners hung on the walls of the Great Hall, each representing a Hogwarts house.Gryffindor with a golden lion on a red background, Ravenclaw with a bronze eagle on a blue background, Hufflepuff with a black badger on a yellow background, and Stanley with a silver boa constrictor on a green background Leitlin.Behind the teacher's desk, hung the largest banner with the Hogwarts coat of arms: lions, eagles, badgers, and snakes joined together to form a large letter "H".

"Merlin, are Gryffindor's lions embroidered with gold thread?" Millicent shook Crabbe excitedly, "Then our snakes are embroidered with silver thread?"

"Silver thread..." The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, Millicent turned cold, "Why is Gryffindor a gold thread, and we are just a silver thread?"

"Maybe it's platinum," Anita pushed Millicent into her seat. "Today can't go wrong."

"Understood, am I just complaining..." Millicent was honest and buried herself in her breakfast.

As in the previous mornings, when their breakfast was almost finished, the owls would flock to and dutifully throw the letters in front of the hosts, even if there was a plate of milk in front of the hosts.

Draco reluctantly picked up his letter from the milk dish, handed his owl an egg roll, and opened the letter methodically.

Luckily, Draco's letters were always kept in a special letter box marked with the Malfoy badge, so it didn't matter if it fell into the milk saucer.

Draco's frown deepened as he read the letter, and his eyes lit up when he saw what came with it.

It was a golden locket tied with a silver chain, and an "S" shaped snake was spliced ​​with emeralds on it. Anita just thought that the locket had a very Slytherin temperament.

But Millicent, who was sitting next to her, blurted out, "Slytherin's locket!" when he saw the locket!

Millicent's words attracted the attention of the Slytherins, and they cast their gazes over. Draco smiled and glared at Millicent, and then conveniently put the locket back on the floor, as if nothing had happened. eat breakfast.

The smart Slytherins are very good at pretending to be nonchalant after something terrible happened. For a while, everyone at the long Slytherin table did what they should do, as if they had never heard Millicent's words.

Except that Millicent was about to bury her head in her bowl of tomato and lettuce salad.