Chapter 382 Fake Moody’s First Lesson
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Fake Moody's words were not answered, so he didn't care. Instead, he held the roster in his hand again and scanned the faces of the little wizards in the audience with his magic eyes.
"Okay, then it's you." He casually called his name.
The little witch whose name was called looked a little panicked and stood up hesitantly, seeing that the dress was Ravenclaw.
"Don't worry, tell me what you know," Fake Moody said.
"Uh... I only heard my uncle say that there is a..." the little witch swallowed, "called the Imperius Curse."
"That's right, the Imperius Curse. This curse once caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic." Moody gestured to the little witch to sit down, then bent down with difficulty to open the drawer of the podium, and took out a box containing three black spiders. bottle.
He fearlessly grabbed a spider from the bottle and placed it in the palm of his hand, holding it up for everyone to see.
Then, the fake Moody pointed the wand in his other hand at the spider in his palm, and said in a voice that everyone could hear--'Out of body! '
The milky white light flashed away, as if something had happened, but also as if nothing had happened.
The spider jumped out of Moody's palm, sprayed a silver thread on one of Moody's fingers, and then swung back and forth in mid-air, like on a swing.
Immediately afterwards, it straightened its legs and made a backflip. The silver thread broke. The spider landed on the table with a snap, and quickly got up again, doing somersaults on the table. Moody did another Shaking the wand, the spider actually stood up on two legs like a human being, and started to dance a kind of tap dance with its other legs on an unknown part of the waist.
The little wizards burst out laughing.
Suer was sitting in the corner of the classroom with a serious face. There was a small crystal ball on the table, covered with a spell book. He didn't find the current situation funny at all.
He has been watching the movements of the fake Moody since just now, as well as the pauses and tones of the incantation...
The fake Moody didn't hide it at all. As long as you are careful, you can see that his wrist rotated half a circle and shook a little. There were three elongations and two accents in the middle of the imperio.
This was the only way he could legitimately learn the three unforgivable curses when he was in school. There was no record of how to cast these three spells in the restricted section of the library, only a brief introduction.
Rabbit's phobia of under-fire runs deep into the soul.
Don't ask why not ask the professor in the castle.
Oh, stop making trouble, try asking Dumbledore or McGonagall how to cast Avada Kedavra, it would be nice if they didn't send you for psychological correction.
"Is it funny?" The fake Moody on the stage was still doing his duty, "If I hadn't intentionally made the instruction, would you be able to tell whether this spider was under my control?"
"If I do this to you...who of you is confident that you can resist?"
The laughter suddenly disappeared.
"It's completely under my control." Moody said softly without seeing any movement. "All it takes is an idea from me."
The spider on the stage began to instinctively lift its claws one by one, fold it with force, and finally rolled itself into a ball and rolled back and forth on the lectern.
"I can make it jump into the fire, or drown itself..."
Most of the little wizards turned pale with fright, and Suer felt that Justin beside him couldn't help but tremble.
"Many years ago, an era that you probably have never experienced, many wizards were controlled by the Imperius Curse..." Fake Moody said softly, "That would be really busy. They have to figure out who is who." If someone is forced to act, who does it voluntarily?”
"The Imperius Curse can be resisted. I will teach you this method in later courses, but it requires strong self-control. Not everyone can master it."
"You'd better avoid being hit by it and stay vigilant at all times. Children, dark wizards will not show you any mercy. They will be happy to have a target to test magic or a device to test the effects of illegal potions."
Moody gave everyone some time to digest, then shook his wand at the spider on the podium, and the spider suddenly disappeared into a ball.
"The disappearing curse." Soul secretly thought in his heart. He glanced at the crystal ball on the table to make sure it was always facing the fake Moody beside the podium, looking forward to the next curse...
After about a minute or two of quiet time, the fake Moody spoke again.
"Okay, this is the Imperius Curse. Does anyone know any other spells? Illegal spells."
A freckled Hufflepuff boy raised his hand.
"Oh, yes, you answer." Moody's magic eyes stared at the little wizard who stood up, "I know your name, Mr. Pidgery, don't you?"
"Yes, Professor." Pigley nodded.
"Tell me about it." Moody said with a ferocious smile.
"There is a --- Cruciatus Curse." The little wizard was obviously frightened by the fake Moody's expression, but he still said the spell in a clear and powerful tone.
"Well, of course, you should know this spell. Your grandfather was once a great wizard... It's a pity... Okay, you sit down." Fake Moody nodded, turned sideways, and reached into the bottle inside.
Sur was behind the little wizard and did not see the little wizard's expression. He could only see his body shaking slightly.
"Well, I need you to see the effect more clearly." Fake Moody said, pointing the tip of his staff at the black spider that had just been taken out of the bottle, "The Cruciatus Curse is a painful spell."
"Get bigger fast!"
The spider quickly expanded under the spell and stopped until it became the same size as a turkey.
"Excellent." The fake Moody was very satisfied, quickly raised his wand, and said the spell in a cold tone, "Heart-breaking!"
The spider that became the size of a turkey immediately retracted its legs and clung to its body. It staggered and twitched violently. After dozens of seconds, it fell on the table, and one of its claws moved unnaturally towards Stretch diagonally upward.
No one thought it was just a show.
If the spider didn't have a vocal part, it would scream loudly at this moment.
The silence in the audience was terrifying, and all the little wizards didn't even dare to take a breath.
Fake Moody never took away the wand from the moment the spider twitched. Finally, when he felt it was almost done, he moved the wand away. The spider's legs and feet immediately relaxed and spread out softly, but the body was still twitching.
Fake Moody waved his wand again, and the poor, painful spider disappeared.
The new professor seemed very satisfied with the performance of the little wizards. He grinned a little crookedly, and there seemed to be a sense of enjoyment in his intact eye.
"Ah...as you can see, it is extremely painful." He said softly, "Few people can withstand the entire Cruciatus Curse completely. They will eventually crave for relief in the extreme pain, or go crazy."
"This is the dark wizard's favorite method to torture people."
"Okay." Fake Moody suddenly said loudly, startling everyone.
"Anyone else know any spells?"
"Okay, then it's you." He casually called his name.
The little witch whose name was called looked a little panicked and stood up hesitantly, seeing that the dress was Ravenclaw.
"Don't worry, tell me what you know," Fake Moody said.
"Uh... I only heard my uncle say that there is a..." the little witch swallowed, "called the Imperius Curse."
"That's right, the Imperius Curse. This curse once caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic." Moody gestured to the little witch to sit down, then bent down with difficulty to open the drawer of the podium, and took out a box containing three black spiders. bottle.
He fearlessly grabbed a spider from the bottle and placed it in the palm of his hand, holding it up for everyone to see.
Then, the fake Moody pointed the wand in his other hand at the spider in his palm, and said in a voice that everyone could hear--'Out of body! '
The milky white light flashed away, as if something had happened, but also as if nothing had happened.
The spider jumped out of Moody's palm, sprayed a silver thread on one of Moody's fingers, and then swung back and forth in mid-air, like on a swing.
Immediately afterwards, it straightened its legs and made a backflip. The silver thread broke. The spider landed on the table with a snap, and quickly got up again, doing somersaults on the table. Moody did another Shaking the wand, the spider actually stood up on two legs like a human being, and started to dance a kind of tap dance with its other legs on an unknown part of the waist.
The little wizards burst out laughing.
Suer was sitting in the corner of the classroom with a serious face. There was a small crystal ball on the table, covered with a spell book. He didn't find the current situation funny at all.
He has been watching the movements of the fake Moody since just now, as well as the pauses and tones of the incantation...
The fake Moody didn't hide it at all. As long as you are careful, you can see that his wrist rotated half a circle and shook a little. There were three elongations and two accents in the middle of the imperio.
This was the only way he could legitimately learn the three unforgivable curses when he was in school. There was no record of how to cast these three spells in the restricted section of the library, only a brief introduction.
Rabbit's phobia of under-fire runs deep into the soul.
Don't ask why not ask the professor in the castle.
Oh, stop making trouble, try asking Dumbledore or McGonagall how to cast Avada Kedavra, it would be nice if they didn't send you for psychological correction.
"Is it funny?" The fake Moody on the stage was still doing his duty, "If I hadn't intentionally made the instruction, would you be able to tell whether this spider was under my control?"
"If I do this to you...who of you is confident that you can resist?"
The laughter suddenly disappeared.
"It's completely under my control." Moody said softly without seeing any movement. "All it takes is an idea from me."
The spider on the stage began to instinctively lift its claws one by one, fold it with force, and finally rolled itself into a ball and rolled back and forth on the lectern.
"I can make it jump into the fire, or drown itself..."
Most of the little wizards turned pale with fright, and Suer felt that Justin beside him couldn't help but tremble.
"Many years ago, an era that you probably have never experienced, many wizards were controlled by the Imperius Curse..." Fake Moody said softly, "That would be really busy. They have to figure out who is who." If someone is forced to act, who does it voluntarily?”
"The Imperius Curse can be resisted. I will teach you this method in later courses, but it requires strong self-control. Not everyone can master it."
"You'd better avoid being hit by it and stay vigilant at all times. Children, dark wizards will not show you any mercy. They will be happy to have a target to test magic or a device to test the effects of illegal potions."
Moody gave everyone some time to digest, then shook his wand at the spider on the podium, and the spider suddenly disappeared into a ball.
"The disappearing curse." Soul secretly thought in his heart. He glanced at the crystal ball on the table to make sure it was always facing the fake Moody beside the podium, looking forward to the next curse...
After about a minute or two of quiet time, the fake Moody spoke again.
"Okay, this is the Imperius Curse. Does anyone know any other spells? Illegal spells."
A freckled Hufflepuff boy raised his hand.
"Oh, yes, you answer." Moody's magic eyes stared at the little wizard who stood up, "I know your name, Mr. Pidgery, don't you?"
"Yes, Professor." Pigley nodded.
"Tell me about it." Moody said with a ferocious smile.
"There is a --- Cruciatus Curse." The little wizard was obviously frightened by the fake Moody's expression, but he still said the spell in a clear and powerful tone.
"Well, of course, you should know this spell. Your grandfather was once a great wizard... It's a pity... Okay, you sit down." Fake Moody nodded, turned sideways, and reached into the bottle inside.
Sur was behind the little wizard and did not see the little wizard's expression. He could only see his body shaking slightly.
"Well, I need you to see the effect more clearly." Fake Moody said, pointing the tip of his staff at the black spider that had just been taken out of the bottle, "The Cruciatus Curse is a painful spell."
"Get bigger fast!"
The spider quickly expanded under the spell and stopped until it became the same size as a turkey.
"Excellent." The fake Moody was very satisfied, quickly raised his wand, and said the spell in a cold tone, "Heart-breaking!"
The spider that became the size of a turkey immediately retracted its legs and clung to its body. It staggered and twitched violently. After dozens of seconds, it fell on the table, and one of its claws moved unnaturally towards Stretch diagonally upward.
No one thought it was just a show.
If the spider didn't have a vocal part, it would scream loudly at this moment.
The silence in the audience was terrifying, and all the little wizards didn't even dare to take a breath.
Fake Moody never took away the wand from the moment the spider twitched. Finally, when he felt it was almost done, he moved the wand away. The spider's legs and feet immediately relaxed and spread out softly, but the body was still twitching.
Fake Moody waved his wand again, and the poor, painful spider disappeared.
The new professor seemed very satisfied with the performance of the little wizards. He grinned a little crookedly, and there seemed to be a sense of enjoyment in his intact eye.
"Ah...as you can see, it is extremely painful." He said softly, "Few people can withstand the entire Cruciatus Curse completely. They will eventually crave for relief in the extreme pain, or go crazy."
"This is the dark wizard's favorite method to torture people."
"Okay." Fake Moody suddenly said loudly, startling everyone.
"Anyone else know any spells?"
