Chapter 934: Imperius Curse and Cruciatus Curse

"I will only teach you for one year." Moody lowered his voice and looked at the students. "After one year, I will continue to live my peaceful retirement life."

Everyone knows about the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's curse. Lupin was able to get through it last year, so he can definitely do it too.

"well, let's get back to business."

Moody returned to the podium, "Spells, they come in many forms, with different effects.

Now, according to Ministry of Magic regulations, I am supposed to teach you various counter-spells, that's all."

He had a straight face and a serious expression. "Logically speaking, I shouldn't tell you what dark magic spells look like before you reach sixth grade. You are still young and can't handle this kind of stuff."

Everyone began to feel disappointed, but he smiled again.

"But Professor Dumbledore praised your courage greatly. He believes that you can handle it, and in my opinion, the sooner you understand these things, the better."

Moody's magic eye turned to the far right. "If a wizard you have never met wants to cast a spell on you that you don't know, he will not tell you his intentions in advance. He will not cast a spell on you frankly, fairly, and politely."

"You must be prepared and alert." His good eye also looked to the far right. "You'd better put away your little things while I'm talking, Miss Brown."

Lavender was startled and her face turned red.

Hermione, who was sitting next to her, glanced down under her desk.

It was a picture made up of lines, and looked like a celestial fortune-telling chart used in divination.

The position of Uranus was incorrect, and if Trelawney had seen it, she would have predicted something bad.

And it did happen, and Lavender was afraid that she would believe in this old liar even more.

Moody retracted his slightly warning gaze and said, "Some dark magic, if successfully performed, will face the most severe punishment under wizard law. So, does anyone know which ones they are?"

Almost at the same time, a hand was raised high on both sides, followed by several trembling little hands.

Moody looked at Ron in front of him, who took a deep breath.

"My father told me one, the Imperius Curse, right, Professor?"

"Yes." Moody's intact eye revealed deep sadness. "Your father must know this spell. The Imperius Curse caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic back then."

He took out a small bottle from the inside pocket of his coat, and inside was a long-legged spider the size of a palm.

Ron, who hated spiders the most, shrank back.

Moody placed his cane on the edge of the podium, then opened the bottle cap and grabbed the spider inside, placing it on his open palm so that everyone could see it more clearly.

Ron shrank back again.

It was so close that he could see the fine hairs on the spider's legs.

Moody reached into his inside coat pocket again, pulled out his wand and pointed it at the spider on his other palm.

"The soul is out of body!"

The spell worked, and the spider jumped from his palm, hanging by a thin thread, and began to swing back and forth like a swing.

After swinging for about ten times, the spider silk broke under the heavy weight and the spider fell heavily onto the podium.

Ron patted his chest lightly. He was very nervous when the spider silk broke just now, and he was afraid that the spider would hit his face.

He looked at the spider that had fallen over and suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

Moody flicked his wand, causing the spider to flip completely over and do a tap dance on all eight legs.

This funny scene made almost all the students laugh.

Especially Ron, who was closest to him. He grinned and laughed, and seemed to no longer hate spiders so much.

Vincent and Hermione were the only students who didn't laugh.

The two looked at the spider doing all kinds of funny actions like a puppet, and at the same time thought of the wizards who were under the Imperius Curse.

They have done things one after another that went against their own will, and hurt others again and again without realizing it.

Moody, who was sitting on the podium, had been paying attention to the students' performance. He nodded to Vincent and Hermione with appreciation.

Then his expression changed, and he lowered his wand with a serious look, "You think it's funny, don't you?"

The spider on the platform stopped.

"If I do this to you, will you still like it?"

The laughter in the classroom also stopped.

Moody looked at the students with wide eyes, "Years ago, many wizards were controlled by the Imperius Curse.

The Ministry of Magic was very busy at that time, not only had to clean up a lot of messes, but also had to sort out who was being forced to act and who was acting on their own will. "

Wizards who are truly under the control of the Imperius Curse will fall into endless regret after waking up, while those who are not controlled will use this as an excuse to try to escape punishment.

Moody's expression softened slightly, "The Imperius Curse can be resisted. I will teach you how, but it requires a lot of willpower, and not everyone can master it."

He lowered his head and pointed his wand at the spider again, "You'd better stay alert at all times and try to avoid being hit by the Imperius Curse."

After removing the spell, he looked up and faced the students again, "Does anyone know of any other illegal spells?"

The left and right sides each raised a hand.

Apart from Vincent and Hermione, no other students seemed to raise their hands.

Moody looked to the far left and saw a slightly trembling hand raised.

"Go ahead, Mr. Longbottom."

Neville's voice was very soft, but he spoke very clearly, "And - the Cruciatus Curse, Professor."

Moody's eyes became unusually soft, "When you grow up, your parents will be proud of you."

Frank and Alice Longbottom were both heroic Aurors who were captured by Death Eaters after the fall of Voldemort.

In order to learn the whereabouts of Voldemort, the Death Eaters brutally tortured the Longbottoms with the Cruciatus Curse until they were driven completely insane.

Neville's courage in saying the spell that drove his parents crazy proves that he is a qualified Gryffindor student.

Moody looked him in the eye, hesitated for a moment, then raised his wand. "I need to make the spider bigger so you can see the effects of the Cruciatus Curse more clearly."

"Grow bigger quickly!" The spider on the podium swelled up and became about the same size as a young Acromantula, slightly larger than the Quaffle.

Moody whispered another spell, "Crucio—"

The enlarged spider retracted all eight legs and held them close to its body.

Its body twitched violently, swaying from side to side.

If it had organs of speech, it would be screaming desperately now.

Moody didn't take away his wand, but kept his eyes on Neville who clenched his fists.

The spider began to tremble and twitch even more violently.

Neville's eyes were wide, filled with anger but also hiding a deep fear.

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