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Sylvia calmly walked all the way to the podium with a smile on her face. She didn't see any other movements, but the sleeves of her robe flicked, and the white special wooden wand was already in her hand.

"Please, Professor Moody."

Moody didn't move immediately. On the way he limped back to the podium, he fired the Imperius Curse on Sylvia without any warning, "The soul is out of the body!" A beam of light shot towards the podium without any preparation Silvia.

Just when the light was about to hit her, Sylvia suddenly raised her wand and pointed at herself, and then the light with the vicious spell hit Sylvia like this, and Sylvia There was a small white spark where Ya touched the bottom.

"Professor Moody is right. The best way to defend is to 'don't get hit'—this general statement naturally includes more than just dodging in action. The attack and defense between spells is actually the best way to say this." Good interpretation." Sylvia said calmly to the students in the audience, obviously she was not controlled at all, she turned to look at Moody who was frowning, and smiled again, "Right, Professor Moody ?”

Moody froze for a moment, coughed twice in embarrassment before slowly walking onto the podium, "Cough, that's right, that's the case, but I want the students to see what it looks like after being controlled, and how to break free."

"Oh! That's it. I thought the professor wanted to teach you some white magic first, so I specially found a white magic defense technique that belongs to modern magic that everyone can use now... Ah, it turned out that I didn't have it. I appreciate the professor's good intentions!" Sylvia deliberately raised her voice to make her sound insincere, but there was nothing to criticize in what she said.

"In this case, let's do it again, professor? This time, I will show you how to break free from the Imperius Curse!" In order to show that she really will not resist, Sylvia deliberately used a large movement to move the The wand was tucked back into the holster hidden inside the sleeve.

Moody's face twitched with scars all over his face. He didn't know if it was for the purpose of education or some other purpose. He didn't say anything, just snorted and endured it, raised his wand and planned to do it again.

"The soul is out of the body!" This time the Imperius Curse really hit Sylvia.

Under the audience holding their breath, everyone clearly noticed that the smile on Sylvia's face disappeared immediately after being hit, and was replaced by a dazed look, with big ice blue eyes and lifeless eyes. Looking forward, the whole person looks in a trance.

Moody waved the wand in his hand, and Sylvia just walked off the stage and turned to face Moody.

"Look, this is the situation controlled by the Imperius Curse. I can order Miss Slytherin to do anything." After Moody finished speaking, he waved his wand again.

Nothing happened...

Just when Moody frowned and was about to wave his wand to command Sylvia again, Sylvia, who was supposed to be in control, suddenly turned to face everyone and said, "Actually, it's about demonstrating how to break free from the Imperius Curse. How should I put it, I can only tell everyone, ah, I'm out of trouble now... such a boring narrative." Sylvia shrugged and looked helpless.

All the students in the audience stared at Sylvia with wide eyes. They didn't notice that Sylvia made any 'struggle' at all, and then she broke free like this? !In fact, not to mention the students in the audience, even Moody, who was the caster of the spell, was stunned on the podium. The magic eyes that kept turning since the class finally stared at Sylvia in sync with his normal eyes.

"The Imperius Curse is a simplified version of ancient soul magic. Regarding soul magic, whether it is the effect of magic or breaking free, it is a very spiritual matter. Since it is a contest on the spiritual level, I can only talk to you. The coping method and the specific confrontation require a lot of practice from everyone." Sylvia explained.

"The process of fighting the Imperius Curse is a bit like... let me think about it, maybe it's more like a situation where you are kidnapped and then you have to find a way to escape. Now, you can imagine yourself being kidnapped by a bad guy, and the bad guy is tied with a rope Hold your hand. What do many people do at this time? I think it is a normal reaction to be yelling and screaming and trying to break free of the rope when you are caught?"

As the students in the audience nodded, Sylvia continued to say with a smile: "Unfortunately, not only you know this truth, but also the bad guys, so seize your present moment, the bad guys must be the most vigilant time, not only use the rope You might be tied up and locked in the basement, and the bad guy will sit next to you and stare at you, in case you struggle too hard and escape. So it's never a good idea to struggle right after you've just been caught and restrained. Good idea, after all, you are bound to fight against a free bad guy, no matter how you think about it, there is no chance of winning."

"The same is true for the Imperius Curse. At the moment when the spell is cast, the spell caster's control is the strongest. If you are not sure that you will use your strong willpower to let the Imperius Curse hit you the moment you are hit by the Imperius Curse. If the spell fails, then the best thing to do is to pretend to obey for the time being - notice I say, 'fake it', please retain at least a little sanity. You will feel that your body is being manipulated, and you may be ordered to move forward, It doesn't matter if the body moves with it, but at least you have to keep the consciousness of 'Ah! He is telling me to move forward'. Regarding this part, it really depends on everyone practicing a lot."

"When the bad guys are negligent...it's like being kidnapped. It's impossible for the bad guys to keep staring at you all the time without doing anything! Pretend to cooperate first, the bad guys are human, there will always be times of negligence, especially when watching When you are very obedient. After many times of practice, you will feel the control of the spell caster. Wait until you feel, Hey! It seems that he is in a daze? When the control power occasionally drops, at this time Taking back control—basically doing a completely different motion than the caster requested with all your might."

"Practice a lot." Sylvia emphasized again at the end, "Don't think that the Imperius Curse is very evil. There is nothing wrong with it being a black magic, but I still think that any magic is used by humans, and it is humans who are wrong. Rather than magic itself. I suggest that you can find friends together, try each other's feelings of control and being controlled, practice more to maintain the basic self when being controlled, and then look for opportunities to break free."

"Boom!" The ancient clock rang the get out of class bell. It wasn't until everyone put down their wands, put away their schoolbags and walked out of the professor that they realized that Defense Against the Dark Arts had been a good class. In retrospect, Sylvia was basically guiding everyone by herself!

After Sylvia finished a series of introductions, Moody didn't say much at all, and after adding ten points to Slytherin House with a black face, he asked everyone to practice in groups until the end of get out of class.

Following Sylvia and preparing to leave the classroom, Camille suddenly paused at the door of the classroom.

"What's wrong?" Feeling that the people behind her hadn't followed, Sylvia stopped and turned to look at Camille.

Camille followed as if nothing had happened, until they walked out of the castle and came to the open grass, Camille suddenly said, "Professor Moody's bottle is not wine. We just walked out of the classroom I felt him still staring at us, and then, suddenly, I smelled a drug, so I stopped and listened to the sound of him drinking and capping his little metal bottle The sound of the lid tightening."

Sylvia frowned, and she didn't stop walking towards the place where the protection of magical creatures class was held, "I thought he just habitually disliked Slytherin, but look, I've already said that, He actually let me go down without saying a word. Especially since I really thought he would teach some white magic defense, just to use it to satirize me or something, you know, I'm actually not good at white magic Magic." Said that she is not good at white magic, Sylvia couldn't help rolling her eyes, although she knew the principle clearly, but the conditions for casting white magic are really...inexplicable!Forget it, now is not the time to complain about white magic...

"So he's sick? Or has he been away from Auror work for so long that he's forgotten his job skills?"

"I don't know. After all, it's only the first class now. Is he just another sick child or an old man who is about to lose his memory? It will take a few weeks to talk about it..." Sylvia didn't say anything yet After that, there were bursts of faint explosions from the position of Hagrid's cabin.

Sylvia and Camille looked at each other and walked quickly... Then when they saw the creatures in the wooden boxes outside the wooden house, they immediately regretted why they walked so fast .

"This is..." Camille looked at the wrinkled face in the wooden box. Sylvia didn't speak, or she simply hid behind Camille and put her hands on her shoulders, pressing her face against the wooden box. Mir pretends she doesn't exist behind her back.

"Skret!" Hagrid replied in his loud voice, and although his tone sounded cheerful, judging from his somewhat scorched and curly beard, these ghost things didn't seem to be so easy to serve.

"Let the fourth grade try to cultivate them in the morning, and it happens to be the improvement class in the afternoon. I think the students in the improvement class will be able to take better care of them!"

"No..." Camille said with difficulty, even though she didn't want to talk about this disgusting creature at all, but Sylvia kept poking her in the back, and she bit the bullet and continued, "Eh...I mean, why on earth do we keep these things?!—Oh, Syl wants to say, the Blast-end snail is a completely useless creature that doesn't make any sense as a potion ingredient, and it's dangerous."

As if to prove Camille's words, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in a wooden box a little far away from them, and the surrounding boxes were blown out together, and all the snails inside flew out, and fell on the grass for a while. creep.

"Ah!!" Sylvia let out a short scream. She was rarely frightened by anything. After all, Potions, which she was very good at, used a lot of disgusting ingredients, but the current situation... Camille thinks that Sylvia can’t be blamed for being timid...it’s really disgusting—a creature like a snail, like a lobster that has not only been shelled but also crushed, looks white and gray as a whole. It looks slimy and scary, and what's even more frightening is that it has thorns or crustacean feet all over its body, growing out in all directions, and as the body wriggles, those feet are also on the ground or in mid-air Dangling, but the most critical head of the creature is completely missing.

"Uh, if this is the case...of course it is worth raising!" Hagrid hesitated for a long time but couldn't tell why.

Even though the sixth grade students who chose to continue the advanced protection class of magical creatures fled back to the castle with disgusted expressions, Hagrid didn't tell everyone what they were going to do with raising these completely useless and dangerous creatures.

After dinner, Sylvia and Camille said goodbye and returned to the dormitory, thinking about the parchment scrolls from Bellatrix's room to be sorted out for a while, opened the door of the dormitory and walked in.

"Crack..." There was a strange sound under her feet, she looked down and saw that her feet were stepping on a letter.

Picking up the letter, she checked it with a few small magic spells to make sure there were no malicious spells attached to it, then Sylvia closed the door, returned to the desk and sat down, opening the letter in her hand.

The first thing Sylvia noticed was the last sender of this short letter—Sincerely, Pan Xi.

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