Chapter 351: The Unforgivable Curses. Lupin and Snape Will Be Very Pleased.

"Then what spell should we look at first?" Moody raised a smile, and looked at Ron with two eyes, one big and one small, at the same time, "Weasley, you say one."

Ron stood up in a panic and said stiffly, "My father did say one, the Imperius Curse."

"Yes, your father certainly knows. This spell caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry a few years ago." Moody praised, and then walked to a glass bottle and caught a spider from it.

"Hello, cute little beauty."

Moody spread out his palm, first used the expansion spell to make it bigger, so that every student could see it clearly, and then cast the Imperius Curse on it.

"Soul out of the body!"

Under Moody's control, the spider jumped on the students' arms, arms, heads, and faces, but did not hurt anyone, as if it was just a prank and made many people laugh.

"Is it very capable?" Moody laughed, but the next moment his face darkened, "What should I let it do next? Jump out of the window? Or drown?"

As the voice fell, the spider jumped onto the window and then jumped onto the bucket, but it didn't seem to realize how close death was to it.

Seeing this scene, the laughter in the classroom almost disappeared instantly.

This spell can control people at will. If someone uses it, they will die without knowing how.

"Many male and female wizards claim that the reason they obey the mysterious man is because they are under the Imperius Curse, but the question is how to know who is lying?"

"Professor." Aaron raised his arm and asked, "Is there any way to resist the Imperius Curse?"

"Yes, of course." Moody took the spider back and then walked to Aaron with a smile, "As long as your personality is strong enough, you can resist it.

How about it? Do you want to try it?"

Aaron frowned slightly, always feeling that Moody seemed to be deliberately targeting him.

He was somewhat confident in resisting the Imperius Curse, because he had a group of immortal ancestors, and his mind, will, and even soul buffs had been added several times.

"Soul out of the body!"

Moody suddenly waved his wand, and Aaron instinctively dodged.

But before he could turn sideways, a white shadow quickly blocked him.

"Abe."

Aaron looked at Abe who fell on the desk, and his eyes unconsciously ignited with anger.

The magic resistance of the holy dragon is much stronger than that of ordinary dragons. The Imperius Curse has almost no effect on it, and it will only make it confused for a while.

But whether it works or not is one thing, and whether it will work or not is another.

Abe has been following him since he hatched from the egg. He didn't expect that he would be bullied by others in front of him today. It's really intolerable.

"Professor Moody." Aaron gritted his teeth and said, "You are really going too far..."

"Aaron, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!" Hermione reminded him hurriedly. She also knew the importance of Abe to Aaron and was afraid that he would fight with the professor in anger.

Alastor Moody was born as an Auror. Among the professors, he was the most powerful fighter. Snape had to avoid him when he saw him.

If they fought, there was a high possibility of losing, and the consequences would not be so easy to bear.

Draco grabbed Aaron's arm tightly, and Harry and Ron kept shaking their heads at him.

Aaron took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then smiled at Moody, "Professor, you wanted to test the Imperius Curse on me just now, right?"

"Yes, if you want to resist the Imperius Curse, it's best to try it yourself." Moody said without hesitation, "Not just you, everyone of you must experience it."

"Then now... please continue."

Moody's magic eyes turned a few circles, and the arrogance on his face also subsided a little, "The soul is out of the body."

In an instant, Aaron felt that he had lost a lot of weight and felt like he was floating in the air.

But the next moment, the mind-hiding technique took effect, and the Imperius Curse was perfectly resisted.

Moody's eyes widened in shock, and before he could react, he saw a flash of purple in Aaron's pupils, and his hands loosened involuntarily.

"Mother..."

Moody murmured in confusion. He was about to say something when he was brought back to reality by the sound of the wand falling.

"You...how did you do it?

You are only fourteen years old, your magic power cannot be stronger than mine, do you have experience in resisting the Imperius Curse?"

"Maybe my personality is strong enough!" Aaron smiled contemptuously, then picked up the wand on the ground, "Professor, your wand."

Moody's mouth twitched, "Professor Lupin will be very pleased to have a student like you."

"He'd better pray not to see me, otherwise I will definitely slap him." Aaron said meaningfully.

Moody:......

"Not everyone can resist the Imperius Curse. The best way is not to be hit by this curse and stay alert at all times.

So who can tell me the second Unforgivable Curse now?"

Many people raised their hands this time, but the most surprising one was Neville, who had never been so proactive, even though his right hand was shaking slightly.

"You are Longbottom! Stand up.

Professor Sprout told me that you have a talent for Herbology."

Neville nodded and said, "There is also a spell called Cruciatus Curse."

"Correct, come here." Moody put the spider on the podium and let Neville watch it closely, "It is a very dangerous, tormenting spell."

He pointed his wand at the enlarged spider, "Cruciatus Curse, Cruciatus Curse."

The spider kept twitching and screaming in pain, which was a hundred times more piercing than the sound of a cat's claws scratching glass.

Everyone's expression became particularly unnatural, and they couldn't bear to watch. Neville, who was closest, had a distorted expression, a pale face, and fear in his eyes.

"Close your ears and plug your ears."

Aaron chanted the spell, and a buzzing sound appeared in everyone's ears, replacing the spider's scream.

Moody stopped using the Cruciatus Curse on the spider, sent Neville back to his seat, and looked at Aaron deeply, "Snape will be very relieved."

"Maybe!"

"Then... Mr. Gaius, you tell me the last unforgivable curse."

"The killing curse, also known as the killing curse." Aaron said lightly, and the moment the voice fell, the people around him seemed a little uneasy.

"Very correct." Moody walked to Aaron with the spider and put it on the desk, "I dare not use this spell to experiment on humans."

"Avada Kedavra."

A burst of green light flashed, and the spider had no scars on its body, but it stopped breathing.

Aaron frowned slightly and then turned his face away.

This was not fear, after all, the killing curse was not recited to him.

But a big spider died on his desk, and it felt unlucky no matter how he thought about it.

"The Killing Curse, there is no way to resist it.

As far as people know, only one person has escaped this curse, and he is here." Moody looked at Harry meaningfully, and the rest of the classroom was also looking at him.

Harry Potter defeated Voldemort, which is a household name in the wizarding world, but it felt different when the professor reiterated it.

Harry thought of the green light he saw when he was attacked by the Dementors, and had a clearer understanding of the death of his parents.

"Avada Kedavra requires a very strong magical power as a basis. You can all take out your wands, point them at me, and recite this spell."

"Professor, do you want us to be imprisoned in Azkaban?" Aaron asked with a chuckle. Although he had separated his thoughts, his magical power was far beyond his peers. What if he accidentally sent Moody away?

"Uh... forget it." Moody said helplessly, "Others can only make me bleed from the nose, but you may cripple me."

Hearing this, Aaron's mouth twitched.

You are already half crippled, and you still dare to say that?

In the remaining time, Moody introduced the three unforgivable curses to the students in detail and asked everyone to take notes.

Although the class was a bit scary, it was full of useful information, and many people felt that they had gained a lot.

After the bell rang, the students left one after another. They talked a lot, and their awe of Alastor Moody increased sharply.

After lunch, Aaron took Abe to the library.

In a remote corner, he put Abe on the table and gave it a very rigorous examination. He was reluctantly relieved after confirming that there were no sequelae left by the Imperius Curse.

"Stand still and relax." Aaron looked at Abe's watery eyes and said seriously, "Don't do this next time, understand?

Your master is not so fragile that I need you to help me block the spell."

A trace of confusion flashed in Abe's innocent and clear eyes, "Master, do you want me to watch?"

Aaron was amused, rubbed its dragon head and said, "Loyalty is good, keep it up.

Watching is definitely not okay, without my order, when you sneak attack or I can't resist, you can do whatever you want."

"Got it."

Aaron nodded with satisfaction and took out Weihet's magic notebook from its pocket, ready to improve the proficiency of the ultimate elemental magic and study other uses of elemental magic.

However, he drew a few pictures and a shadow appeared on the desk.

Looking up, I saw Hermione pouting, looking angry, helpless and nervous.

"You...did someone offend you?"

Hermione sat directly opposite Aaron and put a box on the table. After opening it, there were badges of various colors with the word SPEW printed on them.

"Pick one!"

"You have to tell me what this is first?"

"Can't you tell?" Hermione said with some regret, "This is the House Elves Rights Promotion Association, which I just founded."

Aaron seemed to understand something and asked tentatively: "Illegal assembly?"

"No, it's just an ordinary club." Hermione explained with a blushing face, "You should have house elves at home, right?"

"How many are there? Why are you asking this?"

"Do they get paid? Do they have sick leave and allowances?"