Chapter 600 What Should Pure-Bloods Be Aware Of? Don’t Kill Them, but Kill Them as Much as Possible (1/2)

Chapter 600 What should pure-bloods be aware of? Don't kill them, but kill them as much as possible

The next day, Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Slytherin and Gryffindor students attended classes together. Originally, only students who passed the O.W.L.s exam could attend the advanced class, but the education reform made this course a compulsory course.

Aaron sat down in front of the desk with Claire at Claire's beckoning, and it was the first time for him to sit so close to the front of the class.

In the particularly serious atmosphere, Amycus Carrow walked in.

He checked the number of students on the roster and nodded expressionlessly, "It seems that no one is late."

"You are all seventh-year students who are about to graduate. I believe that you must have a certain understanding of the dark arts in the past six years.

But in my opinion, you have wasted five of the six years. It was only two years ago that Mad-Eye, no, to be more precise, Professor Barty Crouch Jr. was considered a qualified teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Amycus smiled meaningfully, and his playful eyes swept from left to right.

Many students lowered their heads in fear, while others looked longing or resentful.

Just two sentences made him determine who would be a good student who cooperated with him, who would be a bad student who opposed him, and who would be a "fence-sitter" who could be won over.

However, there were two exceptions among these people. Claire was fine, and she didn't care about it.

But Aaron's half-smile made him feel very uncomfortable. It was a very simple contempt. He had never suffered such an insult in his decades of life.

But even though he was furious, he could only pretend that he saw nothing. He remembered Snape's warnings in his heart. If he took it seriously, he would lose.

"It's only one class a week for seventh graders. Just bear with it." Amycus thought to himself, and then continued to look at everyone, "Professor Crouch must have taught you the Unforgivable Curses. I am personally very curious whether your magic power can control these three spells."

"Control what?" Neville said in disbelief, "Unforgivable Curses? That's the Ministry of Magic..."

"It's not banned now, and the Ministry of Magic won't put you in Azkaban just because you cast these three spells." Amycus said proudly, "The Cruciatus Curse, the Imperius Curse, and even the Killing Curse will be used as freely as the Cleansing Curse in the future.

The Ministry of Magic believes that this is the right that wizards should have. Imagine if you want to fight the enemy, it is definitely not enough to just defend. You have to learn How to attack. "" The words are rough! "Aaron nodded. "You two teams in this lesson test each other. The best group will be awarded, but the worst group ... I will use the soul gravitational curse to them before class. Of course, if you do n’t want to make ugliness in public, you can use the heart mantra instead." There was an uproar in the classroom. "Aaron frowned." Because you are seventh grade and are about to enter the wizard society, the course is naturally more strict. "Amcusli said straightforwardly. But there is no way to avoid this punishment." "The worst team can use the Killing Curse on this owl. As long as they can kill it, they will still be rewarded.

Okay, let's start. Don't keep me waiting too long."

Time passed by minute by minute. Gradually, the students found their teammates and stretched out their wands to each other tremblingly.

"Soul out of the body!"

"Soul out of the body!"

......

The sounds of casting the Imperius Curse came one after another. After half of the class, more than half of the students tried the Imperius Curse.

Among the Slytherins, only Aaron and Clea were unmoved, while half of the Gryffindors were at a loss. Some did not know the Imperius Curse, and some were unwilling to try the evil curse on their friends.

Amycus watched this scene with great interest. Slytherin did not disappoint him. As for Gryffindor, it was also within his expectations. He would start with them in the next class.

It's just that Gaius and Darwin are a bit annoying. They obviously have noble blood and powerful talents, but they don't use them. Don't they know that the biggest beneficiaries of the Dark Lord's reforms are pure-blood wizards?

"Stupid!" Aaron looked at Neville, Seamus and others who were pale but had firm eyes, and shook his head.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Seven or eight Gryffindors suddenly heard Aaron's voice, and before they could react, the next sentence was transmitted to their minds.

"Don't look at me, don't show any strangeness, I am now using special magic to communicate with you in mind."

"Aaron, you..."

"Shut up, Neville, listen to me first.

Pick up your wands and cast the Imperius Curse on the nearest person. "

"No, we will never cast the Unforgivable Curse on our companions."

"You are such a stubborn person!" Aaron said speechlessly, "Do you know what acting is?

There are also people in our Slytherin who can't cast the Imperius Curse, but they know what cooperation is. They pretend to obey orders and can get away with it. Isn't it okay?"

"Can it be like this?" Neville said in astonishment.

"What else? Amycus can't check the authenticity by himself, right?

That's all I have to say, you guys can discuss it!

But pay attention to the time interval and don't stand up at the same time. "

"Okay, I understand.

But what about you and Claire?"

"Don't worry about it."

After hanging up the call, the Gryffindors did not act rashly, but more than ten seconds later, Neville's face showed a struggle, and he raised the wand that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds with difficulty.

"I'm sorry, Seamus.

The soul is out of the body! "

Seamus seemed to have not expected to be betrayed. He shuddered and stood there in a daze, his eyes seemed to have lost their luster.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Amycus couldn't help but clap his hands and said excitedly: "Beautiful, this is the awareness that pure-blood wizards should have.

Neville Longbottom, keep it up, the pure-blood family will be proud of you."

Hearing this, Neville's mouth twitched slightly, but he still insisted on playing the trick.

Several other Gryffindors also seemed to succumb and used the Unforgivable Curse on each other's friends.

"How is it? Did you see it?" Amycus said to Aaron proudly, "Do you feel desperate?

Education reform will indeed be difficult at the beginning, but gradually people will adapt to it, get used to it, and finally like it. "

"Maybe! But it's not time for the dust to settle yet!"

"You can only talk about it now. "Amycus sneered and announced the end of the sparring before the get out of class ended.

"Everyone's performance was very good, even beyond my expectations.

But there are still people who don't know how to behave and do nothing in class.

I believe everyone can see who that person is."

"Professor, are you talking about me?" Claire stood up with a smile, "I will take any punishment."

Amycus:......

"Hahaha, Miss Darwin is joking.

You are a special transfer student at Hogwarts, personally invited by the former headmaster Albus Dumbledore, and the current headmaster Severus Snape has also emphasized that you enjoy some privileges, and no professor has the right to punish you."

"Then it's for me!" Aaron spread his hands and said.

"You didn't cooperate with it yourself. Education reform is an order from the Ministry of Magic. You know what this means." Amycus smiled meaningfully, "You can choose the Imperius Curse or the Cruciatus Curse.

Of course, you can also kill this owl with the Killing Curse. "

"I'd better choose the Cruciatus Curse." Aaron said indifferently, "It's not that I underestimate you, but your Imperius Curse may not be able to control me.

As for this owl, I don't seem to have any reason to kill it."

"Okay, satisfy you."

Amycus excitedly drew out his wand, but did not do it, but played with the wand in his hand.

"I won't do it to you personally, Miss Parkinson, can you do it for me?"

"This..." Pansy hesitated for a moment, and said tangledly, "Professor, I, I'm afraid I can't do it."

"Why?"

"Because apart from the dean, I am the most senior prefect in Slytherin.

Even if I'm not a prefect, they don't have the courage to do it to me."

"Heh!" Amycus glared at him, then looked at Gryffindor College, "Neville Longbottom, it's time to show your determination. "

"I, you, this..."

"Don't hesitate, just do it." A familiar voice sounded in Neville's mind.

"Are you still acting?"

"How is it possible? The action of enduring torture is too exaggerated. It is easy to affect your image in front of so many people.

Don't worry, you can't hurt me yet.

In addition, remember, use all your strength, don't hold back at all."

Neville was stunned for a moment, and hesitantly stepped forward, "I have never used this spell, my parents are..."

Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of Neville's parents who were tortured crazy by the Death Eaters with the Cruciatus Curse.

The two of them received treatment at St. Mungo's Hospital, but they never got better, and spent more than ten years in a daze.

But before that, they were the original members of the Phoenix God, and they were also elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, and their abilities were unquestionable.

"Now is the time for you to overcome your psychological shadow." Amycus said forcefully, "Hurry up."

"Crucia! "Neville shouted with his eyes closed.

Bang!

A transparent barrier blocked Aaron. The Cruciatus Curse had no effect on it. Instead, it bounced out and landed on Amycus.

"Ah!"

Amycus staggered and fell to the ground screaming. After a few seconds, he climbed up with sweat all over his head.

Neville could not exert the power of the Cruciatus Curse, but it was one of the three unforgivable curses after all, and it was much stronger than ordinary evil curses.

"You..."

"Professor, I really didn't mean it." Neville explained hurriedly.

"Get out of the way." Amycus waved his wand, and Neville hit the wall uncontrollably. Then he pointed his wand at Aaron in anger.

To hell with Snape's warning! If he could endure this, he would not be a Death Eater.

"Crucio..."

Before he finished the spell, his voice stopped abruptly, because the sneer at the corner of Aaron's mouth had fully exposed his purpose.

Damn it! This is a trap, and you must not fall for it.

But it seemed too late.

"Roar!"

Abe, who was lying on the table, jumped out immediately.

One claw slapped his wand away, and then two dragon claws pressed him to the ground.

Amycus' pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately realized that he might be in danger.

"Hurry up and let it stay..."

Bang!

Before he could finish, a claw slapped his mouth.

A scream sounded immediately, and at the same time, several bloody teeth spewed out of his mouth and fell on the floor.

Puff!

Amycus struggled to stand up and fight back, but without a wand, it was no match for a dragon.

Abe showed a humane mockery on his face, squatted on his chest, raised his two front paws and swung them at his face.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The shrill cry was accompanied by blood spilling. He wanted to beg for mercy despite the severe pain, but his teeth fell out and his speech was leaking, so no one could hear what he said clearly.

And Abe didn't intend to give him a chance to speak. He only remembered the request of the master and mistress last night: don't kill him, but kill him.

The students around him covered their faces unconsciously when they saw this scene, but no one dared to step forward to stop it.

As the saying goes, you have to look at the owner when beating a dog. Aaron's prestige in Slytherin is not ordinary. No one wants to offend him, not to mention that they have seen Abe's fighting power. What if he hurts innocent people?

As for Gryffindor, they didn't want to stop it at all. The students of their college have suffered a lot of targeting. If the situation did not allow it, they would have wanted to step on him.

"Stop!"

There was a roar outside the classroom, followed by a light red light that repelled Abe.

Professor Snape strode in, and soon Alecto hurried over.

She saw her brother lying on the ground in a mess, and gasped in shock.

His teeth were bleeding, his face was swollen and red, and two lines of humiliating tears were sliding down from the corners of his eyes. The four words "no hope in life" seemed to be fully reflected in him.

Alecto carefully helped Amycus up, and then looked at the students with murderous intent, "Who did it? Stand up."

Everyone looked at each other, but many eyes fell on Abe.

"Gaius, don't you want to explain?" Snape said coldly, "I have the right to expel you for hurting the professor."

"No need." Amycus suppressed his anger and said vaguely.

"Huh?" Aaron glanced at him in surprise, "You are more generous than I thought, but there may be other reasons."

"Humph!" Amycus snorted coldly without explaining.

Alecto understood Amycus's thoughts. If Aaron left Hogwarts, the merits of the three of them would be ruined, and her brother's beating today would be in vain.

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