Chapter 172 The most competent professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts

"I wonder what Professor Moody will teach us."

On the way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Eugene looked very excited.

Three days after the school started, they finally waited for the class of the most competent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and Adam couldn't help but feel a little bit more excited.

By the way, the Care of Magical Creatures lesson on the first day of school was unexpectedly reliable, and the teaching style was a bit familiar. I wonder if Professor Scamander left a lesson plan for Hagrid.

Stepping into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Professor Moody hadn't arrived yet, so everyone started chatting.

"Have you heard? Professor Moody turned Malfoy into a ferret in front of many people!"

Ernie looked back as if he was sharing big news:

"I dare say that was the most attractive time for me in the Transfiguration class - it's a pity that Professor McGonagall arrived in the end and turned Malfoy back."

"Yes, from this you can see Professor McGonagall's attitude towards this matter. If you learn the Transfiguration Curse with the purpose of turning people into stoats, I'm afraid you will be the next one to be turned into a small animal. ”

His roommate rolled his eyes unceremoniously.

"I'm just saying..."

Ernie turned his head back before he finished speaking, because Professor Moody arrived.

The claw-like wooden legs made a "dong-dong" sound on the floor. Moody walked towards the podium, but his magic eye swept over every student.

Adam couldn't help but wonder, Polyjuice Potion had a broken leg and missing eyes—could it even be imitated by prosthetics and magic props?

Or is it that in order to pretend to be Moody, Barty Jr. deliberately removed these parts from Moody and installed them on himself? But then at least the physical deformity must be the same to be able to be installed...

So, if a blind man drank Polyjuice Potion, which turned him into a sighted man, would he gain sight?

"Boom!"

The sound when Moody stood still was particularly loud, causing the students in the entire classroom to look at him.

"I received a letter from Professor Lupin. He explained to me your study situation... Now you are able to deal with dangers such as Boggarts and Red Hats, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"That's not enough...far from it. You don't even have the ability to deal with spells. Those dark wizards are far more cunning than little things like Grindylow."

Moody's eyes glanced around everyone again, as he seemed to do often:

"In this year... I will let you understand how wizards fight with each other, and teach you how to deal with dark magic."

Uther's eyes lit up slightly.

"But, Professor Moody."

A Ravenclaw raised his hand:

"Isn't that what you should learn in Charms class?"

Moody's magic eyes locked on him instantly, and then his face slowly turned away, and a face full of scars and a piece of missing nose squeezed out a scary smile:

"The Charms class will not teach you how to use magic spells to take out the intestines of the wizard on the other side, nor will it teach you how to stuff the taken out intestines back and then blow up the heart of the wizard on the other side."

The Ravenclaw was startled, but Bernard's eyes lit up.

After answering the student's question, Professor Moody continued:

"You are not yet in sixth grade. According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, I can't - at least now I can't tell you what those dangerous black magics are like. I can only teach you some simple breaking spells, just like Professor Lupin in Did it last year.”

Professor Moody paced the aisle between the desks and said slowly in a low and hoarse voice:

"However, Professor Dumbledore highly praised your bravery. I also think you should know this in advance, at least when you encounter danger, you should know what you are facing."

Adam couldn't help but look at Moody with a little more admiration.

Barty Crouch Jr., just by teaching in this one school year, you contributed at least 30% to Voldemort's defeat.

But there's probably nothing we can do about it. Professor Dumbledore is very familiar with Moody. With Barty Jr. playing such a dramatic role, Professor Dumbledore most likely didn't realize that Moody had been replaced.

"Does anyone know what the most severe punishment for magic is under wizarding law?"

Bernard's hand was raised in a snap, and he raised it very high. This enthusiasm was outstanding even among Ravenclaws.

"you say."

As expected, Professor Moody hit Bernard.

"The Cruciatus Curse, the Death Curse, the Imperius Curse."

"Excellent! What's your name...Bernard Lancelock?"

Professor Moody raised his lips and looked very excited. After looking at the roster, he said appreciatively:

"Yes, these three curses... are called the Unforgivable Curses..."

He walked behind the podium and took out a glass bottle with three spiders in it from the drawer.

This sense of déjà vu was a bit strong, and Bernard couldn't help but glance at Adam.

Professor Moody opened the bottle cap, grabbed a spider and put it in his hand. He looked a little excited. He showed the spider to everyone and pointed at it with his wand:

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

Under the shocked eyes of the students in the entire classroom, the spider struggled painfully - the pain was visible to the naked eye - and twitched its eight legs and rolled in the palm of Professor Moody's hand.

Before the spider lost its life, Professor Moody stopped the spell and looked up at everyone.

Almost every student's eyes looked a bit unnatural, with a bit of fear, with only a few exceptions.

"This spell can cause extreme pain to the target."

Professor Moody put the spider back into the bottle. The spider shook its legs a few times and lost the strength to stand up.

"With this curse, there is no need for any torture tools... This curse was once very popular."

He grabbed another spider and put it in his hand. Professor Moody showed it to everyone again:

"The soul is out of body!"

The spider, which was originally a little scared when it came to a strange environment, suddenly settled down, then started to dance unsteadily like a drunk, and finally stood up on only its last two legs.

"Complete control. Doesn't it look much gentler than before?"

Professor Moody showed a ferocious smile:

"But what if it controls you, you, or you...controls you to kill your family members?"

The faces of those who were hit all turned pale.

"Of course, it is not easy to control a person to cast a spell. It requires a lot of practice, but it will be much easier to control a person to jump from a tall building..."

Professor Moody seemed to be trying to comfort everyone, but it obviously had no effect and only made people think more.

Controlling the second spider to jump back into the bottle, Professor Moody took out the third spider.

"No way..."

Cologne watched him raise his wand and couldn't help mumbling.

Eugene's face was stern and his brows were furrowed.

"Avada Kedavra-!"