Chapter 518 Three Unforgivable Curses

All the third graders seemed to realize that Ivan knew so much.

In the past, they only knew that Aiwen was very strong, but no one had a clear idea of ​​how strong it was and how strong it was.

Hogwarts wizards generally think that he is only above his peers, but still weaker than the senior students.

It wasn't until the World Cup not long ago that everyone discovered that Aiwen's strength was strong enough to shock the entire magic world.

In today's class, Aiwen uttered so many black magics that everyone had never heard of in one breath.

The little wizards in the classroom all gasped and looked at Ivan in disbelief.

Needless to say, there are tens of thousands of black magic, even normal magic, they only master a dozen or twenty.

Everyone has an illusion, as if Ivan is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Obviously, Moody was also very surprised when he heard Ivan's eloquent talk.

None of what Ivan said was the answer he wanted, but there was nothing wrong.

He knew that he had to stop the other party. If Ivan was allowed to continue, he could talk for a whole class.

At that time, not to mention the demonstration of black magic, it is estimated that everyone will have to go out in a daze.

Because the knowledge of necromancy magic that Aiwen is talking about now is beyond everyone's comprehension.

Although this is just a very basic thing for Aiwen, it may not even be a basic thing, it is just common sense.

But to others, these centuries-old offshoots of the dark arts sound like bibles.

In the end, Moody interrupted Irwin to give Gryffindor ten points for his outstanding performance.

"Mr. Mason is very good, but I think your top priority is to understand the three magic spells commonly used by dark wizards, the so-called Unforgivable Curses, rather than these unpopular black magic centuries ago." Moody said , "Okay, can anyone tell me, what are the three Unforgivable Curses?"

After a while, Ginny raised her little hand tremblingly.

"There's the Imperius Curse, Professor!" she whispered.

She still had vivid memories of Ron being controlled by Peter Pettigrew last year, when he lived in the hospital for a long time.

The whole event and the spell had been discussed so many times by the Weasleys that it was impossible for Ginny to forget.

"Yes, Miss Weasley!" said Moody appreciatively. "Your father must have known about the spell. Back then, the Imperius Curse caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic."

He stood up with difficulty on his prosthetic leg, opened the drawer of the podium, and took out a glass bottle.

Three big black spiders were crawling around inside, looking scary.

All the students shrank back in their chairs, staring at him intently.

Moody reached into the bottle, grabbed a spider, and held it in his outstretched palm for all to see.

Then he pointed his wand at it and murmured, "Out of body!"

The spider jumped away from Moody's palm, dangling a filament, and began to swing back and forth, as if sitting on a high swing.

It straightened its legs stiffly, then turned around and rolled somersaults, the filament snapped.

It hit the table and started somersaulting in circles.

Moody flicked his wand, and it reared up on its hind legs again, doing a sort of tap dance.

That's right, tap dancing.

Everyone burst out laughing, but Moody didn't.

"You think it's funny, don't you?" he asked gruffly. "Would you like it if I did this to you?"

The laughter died away almost immediately, and everyone looked at Moody in horror.

"It's all under my control!" Moody whispered, as the spider scrambled up and started rolling around, "I can make it jump out the window, or drown itself, or jump into one of your The throat of a classmate..."

"Many years ago, many wizards were under the Imperius Curse," said Moody, who, as you all know, was referring to the days when Voldemort was at his most powerful. Telling who is forced to do what they want and who is doing what they want. But it is difficult to do. Depending on the strength of the caster's own magic, the spell can last for a long time. By the time people find out, it is often too late Night."

At that time, it is estimated that no one dared to trust the people around them, because they could not be sure whether the other party was controlled by the Imperius Curse.

Chances are, you just had a few words with your best friend about Voldemort this morning.

When he came home from get off work, he would see the Dark Mark floating above his home, and all his family members had died.

Just imagine what kind of horror that is.

"The Imperius Curse can be resisted, and I will teach you the method, but it requires a strong personality, and not everyone can master it. You'd better avoid being hit by it as much as possible, and stay vigilant at all times!" Mu Dee yelled suddenly, startling everyone.

He grabbed the tumbling spider and threw it back into the glass jar.

"Anyone else know what spell? Two Unforgivable Curses left?"

Next, a Slytherin student stood up and said the remaining two one after another, namely the Cruciatus Curse and the Killing Curse.

Moody again for everyone, covered the two spells on the spider.

Seeing a magnified spider twitch violently in front of me, shaking its body from side to side, twitching so badly that it broke a leg abruptly, this is definitely not a pleasant experience.

As for the Killing Curse, needless to say, after Moody's wand emitted a dazzling green light that pierced people's eyes, the spider in front of him just died silently.

It turned over and lay on its back on the table without any scars on its body.

In the empty classroom, it seemed that an invisible giant was flying in the air, it was the shadow of Death.

It had just come here, taking the life of the spider in front of Professor Moody's wand.

A few students couldn't hold back and screamed vigorously, and everyone's expressions were terrified to the extreme.

Amid the subtle and chaotic sounds of "Avada Kedavra", Ivan could feel a powerful force.

This force acts directly on the soul and life, and no one can resist it.

Of all the protective magics that Ivan knows, only a few can defend against the Killing Curse, but they all require a huge price.

Among them is the ancient blood curse used by Harry's mother Lily.

She protected Harry with that blood curse, but the price she paid was her own death.

"It's not nice," said Moody quietly, sweeping the dead spider from the table to the floor. "It's unpleasant, and there's no cure for it. There's no way to resist it. As far as anyone knows, only one person has escaped this." A spell."

Everyone knows that the man he's talking about is Harry.

"The Killing Curse requires a lot of magical power as a basis. You can all take out your wands, point it at me, and say this spell. I suspect I will only have a nosebleed at most." Moody said, magic eyes in everyone A terrified face flashed across, "But that's okay, I'm here to teach you how to chant spells."

Of course, Ivan was definitely not among the people he mentioned.

Although Aiwen doesn't have any evil and depraved souls or thoughts, the powerful magic power alone is enough to make the killing curse he uses extra powerful, beyond the horror in the general sense. As simple as a little nosebleed. (To be continued.)