Chapter 519

?&/script> "Someone may ask, why am I showing you this if there is no cure?" Moody roared, startling the class again, "Because you have to understand , you must be fully aware of what is the worst. You don't want to find yourself in the situation you are facing now, so stay alert!"

"Well, these three spells, the Avada Kedavra Curse, Imperius Curse, and Cruciatus Curse, are all called the Unforgivable Curses. Using any one of these spells on humans is enough to sit in Azkaban for a lifetime Prison, this is what you have to learn to resist. This is what I am going to teach you to resist, you need to be prepared, you need to be on guard, but most importantly, you need to be always on your guard, never let up. Take out Quill, write this down..."

No one spoke, and everyone was busy taking notes, recording the three Unforgivable Curses.

Just when everyone thought that this Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which touched everyone so much, was about to end, Moody suddenly said, "Next, I will directly use the Imperius Curse on you to demonstrate the power of this spell , to see if they can resist its influence. This is something that will be learned in later classes, but since Ivan Mason, a genius known as the future star of the magic world, is here, I think we can try it in advance. "

As soon as he said his words, there was a bang in the classroom, and all kinds of discussions suddenly surged like a flood that burst.

Everyone looked at Moody and Aiwen in surprise, their little faces were full of excitement.

They heard it right, Mad-Eye Moody actually wanted to use the Imperius Curse on Ivan.

Omg this is absolutely insane!

Everyone was excited to death, but also a little scared, anxiously anticipating what was going to happen next.

As for the students of Slytherin, let alone, they all gloated and wanted to see Ivan suffer.

What Moody controlled the spider to do just now is still vivid in his memory.

If Aiwen performed such a tap dance in front of everyone, it would definitely be a big news that caused a sensation in the whole school.

Everyone is discussing, only Colin, Ginny and other students who have a good relationship with Aiwen are worried.

They are afraid that Aiwen will suffer, and it is definitely not good to treat such evil black magic to minor wizards.

Ivan didn't feel much, the other party told himself in advance last night that he was going to do this.

It's just that I didn't expect that this counterfeit would be so impatient.

"Mason, come out!" Moody waved his wand, and the desks moved aside, leaving a large space in the middle of the classroom.

"Professor, there is no problem if you want to use the Imperius Curse on me, but I must remind you that using this spell on others is a serious illegal act." Ai Wen said slowly, "You also said just now that this It is a crime enough to stay in Azkaban for a lifetime, it is not a pleasant place, there may be no food like fresh blood."

After a while of silence, the others blinked and stared at Ai Wen blankly, as if they didn't understand what he meant.

Moody's mutilated nose twitched unnaturally, but his face was expressionless.

"Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention!" He turned his magic eyes, stared at Ivan eeriely and unblinkingly, and said in a cold voice, "Professor Dumbledore wants me to teach you how to feel , if you are willing to learn the Imperius Curse in a more cruel way, waiting for someone to read the spell for you, and completely control you in the palm of your hand, that's fine, I agree, you can go, and never appear in my In class."

The atmosphere was extremely tense, and the students in the classroom looked at the two of them, as if to see if Ivan would leave.

Of course, Aiwen couldn't just be scared away like this, that would be too embarrassing. He has confidence in his Occlumency, since the other party has made up his mind to use the Imperius Curse on him, let's try it out and see who suffers in the end.

Alvin stood up and patted the school uniform robe lightly.

With everyone watching nervously, he walked to the middle of the room, to the space Moody had just made by moving his desk.

Moody raised his wand and looked at him viciously, as if he was about to swallow Ivanson.

"Professor, you can start!" Ivan said softly.

Moody was not polite, raised his wand directly, and said, "The soul is out of the body!"

In the next second, Ivan felt his soul became light.

The thoughts and worries in my mind were swept away, leaving only a hazy, invisible and intangible joy.

He stood there feeling strangely relaxed and untroubled, only vaguely aware that everyone was watching him.

Different from ordinary Imperius Curse, Moody's magic has a strange power in it.

This force is extremely powerful and extremely evil.

Driven by it, the power of the Imperius Curse far exceeds that used by ordinary dark wizards.

A powerful force is pulling Aiwen's soul, taking him away from his body, and will never return...

However, compared with the power of the evil god, this is far from enough.

Almost at the moment when Moody chanted the spell, Aiwen's Occlumency was activated naturally.

All external spiritual intrusions are all resisted, and the power of magic can no longer penetrate into Aiwen's brain.

Within a second of that floating feeling, his consciousness returned to his mind.

The scenery in front of him gradually became clear, and Aiwen broke the other party's powerful Imperius Curse.

But the fake Moody doesn't know that.

No matter who he is, or how powerful he is, he probably never thought that Ai Wen would break free from the Imperius Curse so quickly. He thought that Ai Wen was already under his control.

It can be clearly seen that a trace of uncontrollable joy flashed across his terrifying face.

Ai Wen didn't say anything, and wanted to see what the other party planned to do next.

Then, Moody's voice was heard, echoing in some far corner of his head.

"Jump up, jump in place three times, jump three times..."

This request was too simple, and Aiwen just jumped three times on the spot and followed the other party's order.

He could hear a suppressed laugh in the classroom. Those Slytherin students probably thought they were controlled by the Imperius Curse, so they made such funny and abnormal actions. They shouted to Moody to control Ivan to do it more extreme things.

Moody nodded in agreement, and seemed satisfied with Ivan's reaction just now.

In the next second, the voice in Ivan's mind remembered again.

This time it is no longer an order, but... Legilimency!

As Ivan imagined, after this guy controlled him, he really couldn't help but began to explore his memory. (To be continued.)