v4 Chapter 25： Deadly death

Soon, Schelling’s first Defense Against the Dark Arts class arrived on Thursday. This class is taught by Slytherin and Gryffindor together.

The little wizards are in high spirits and are looking forward to Moody's course. This is the first time in the Defense Against the Dark Arts course in recent years. The atmosphere in the classroom was extremely quiet, and everyone took out their own "Dark Force: Self-Defense Guide" and waited.

Soon, they heard Moody’s distinctive pounding footsteps coming down the corridor. He walked into the classroom and looked as weird and scary as usual. The little wizards could just see his claw-like wooden feet sticking out from under the robe.

"Put away these things." He said gruffly, walking to the podium with crutches and sitting down. "You don't need these textbooks. I don't need these things in class. Take them. Get out your wands."

The little wizards put the books in their school bags, and they all looked extremely excited. According to past experience, taking out the magic wand means that this course will be very interesting.

A few seconds later, Moody took out the roster. He shook his head, and shook his long gray head from his twisted, scarred face, and began to roll his name. His normal eyes moved down the list, and his magical eyes kept turning around, staring at every student who responded.

When he read Draco's name, he paused visibly. The eyes of the little wizards focused on Draco. In the past few days, the conflict between Draco and Moody has spread throughout the school. .

Draco shrugged indifferently, raised his hand in response to the call.

"Okay!" When the last classmate finished answering, he said, "I received a letter from your former teacher. I have some understanding of your current progress. It seems that you have no idea how to deal with black magic animals. Little basic knowledge-you have learned to deal with Bogut, Red Hat, Shinkpunk, Grindillo, and Kabbah. You have also learned about vampires and werewolves, but you haven’t learned enough about how to deal with spells. , It’s not enough, you haven’t seen the real black magic, this is the most critical thing."

"So... who knows which spells will be punished the most severely by wizarding?"

No one answered in class, even Hermione, who was the most active in answering questions on weekdays, chose to remain silent. The little wizards focused on Schelling, hoping that he could answer this question.

"Little Malfoy, you will answer!" Moody said, after confirming that no one answered, he directly called Schelling's name.

"Professor, there are many spells that the Ministry of Magic forbids wizards to use. There are probably tens of thousands of legal documents still being implemented, and there are tens of thousands of spells involved." Xie Lin replied, "but the most famous It must be black magic—such as the magic that summons the undead, the curse magic of the language spirit system, the magic that transforms the blood of the body, and..."

"In addition, the Ministry of Magic also has quite strict management of space magic, such as the non-marking stretch curse that can expand the internal space, such as the door key curse that can transport people to a distance..."

There was no sound in the classroom, everyone looked at Xie Lin in surprise, his mouth open enough to swallow an egg.

They seemed to realize that Xie Lin knew so much. In the past, they only knew that Xie Lin was very strong, but no one had a clear concept of how strong it was and how strong the law was.

Except for the closest people in Slytherin, most young wizards generally believe that he can compete with seniors who are one or two years older than him at most, but he is by no means an opponent of 7th grade students. But looking at Xie Lin's performance today, and uttering so many unheard of black magic in one breath, the little wizards in the classroom all took a breath and looked at Xie Lin inconceivably.

"Cut, grandstanding," Ron whispered, "If you are knowledgeable, I don't believe that Hermione is worse than him..."

Hermione looked at Schelling with a very complicated expression. I don't know when it started. She has extinguished the idea of ​​competing with Schelling. The speed of this teenager's progress is neither scientific nor magical.

He is knowledgeable and skillful, and his use of magic is ingenious and brilliant. The most outrageous thing is that he does not look like a nerd at all. Although he did not participate in sports activities, he participated in academic societies. Two, and there is free time to organize a magic exchange meeting, publish academic papers, establish an alchemy workshop, and speak for international organizations...

With so many achievements all concentrated on one person, Hermione thought that even if she had a time converter, she would never catch up with him.

Moody was also very surprised when she heard Xie Lin's endless talk.

None of what Schelling said was the answer he wanted, but there was nothing wrong. He knew that he had to stop the other party. If Xie Lin was asked to continue speaking, he could say that he would have a whole class. Not to mention the demonstration of black magic at that time, it is estimated that everyone would have to go out dizzy. In the end, Moody interrupted Schelling, who gave Slytherin a point because of his outstanding performance.

"Mr. Malfoy is very good, but I think your top priority is to understand the three major spells commonly used by dark wizards, which are the so-called unforgivable spells." Moody said, "Well, can anyone tell me the three unforgivable spells." What are the forgiveness spells?"

"Uh, that's it," Ron said tremblingly. "My dad told me something...named Imperius or something, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Wesley!" Moody said admiringly. "Your father must know the spell. I think the Imperius Curse caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic."

He stood up with an artificial leg with difficulty, opened the drawer of the podium, and took out a glass bottle. Three **** spiders crawled non-stop inside. Moody reached into the bottle, grabbed a spider, and placed it on his open palm so that everyone could see it. Then he pointed his wand at it and muttered, "The soul is out of the body!"

The spider jumped away from Moody's palm, suspended a filament, and began to swing back and forth, like sitting on a high swing. It straightened its legs stiffly, then turned around and rolled a somersault, and the filament was pulled off. It fell on the table and started somersaulting in circles. Moody shook his wand, and it stood up on its hind legs again, and did a tap dance, yes, it was a tap dance.

Most of the little wizards laughed.

"You think it's fun, don't you?" Moody asked gruffly, "If I came to you, would you like it?"

The laughter disappeared almost immediately.

"Fully under my control," Moody said softly-when the spider group got up and began to roll around, "I can let it jump out of the window, or drown itself, or jump into you. The throat of a classmate...The Imperius Curse can be resisted. I will teach you the method, but this requires a strong personality and not everyone can master it. You'd better avoid being hit by it. Stay vigilant at all times!" Moody yelled suddenly, shocking everyone.

"Does anyone know any spells? There are two unforgivable spells left?"

Next, Neville stood up and said the drill spell. Moody showed everyone the spell again on the spider.

"Okay... Does anyone else know a spell?"

Draco replied, his voice without any emotion, "It's a life-threatening curse, Professor-the legendary curse that kills with one blow."

"Ah," Moody's gaze fixed on Draco, "Yes, this is the last and most powerful spell. The Avadaso Mantra...a spell only for killing."

He reached into the glass bottle, and the third spider seemed to know the impending bad luck, crawling around the bottom of the bottle desperately, trying to avoid Moody’s fingers, but he grabbed it and placed it on the podium. .

"Avadazo fate!" Moody roared.

A dazzling green light stabbed people to open their eyes, and at the same time there was a sound of rapid gas flow, as if an invisible behemoth was flying through the sky-at the same time, the spider turned over and lay on his back on the table. There was no scar on his body, but he was undoubtedly dead. Several students tried to hold back the shouts they wanted to make; when the spider slid towards Ron, Ron leaned back abruptly and almost fell off his seat.

Xie Lin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, he just saw—

Just when Moody chanted the spell, just when there was a whistling sound in the air——

Schelling saw death!

It is a monster that looks like a dementor. The difference is that this monster—whether it is a **** of death or whatever—is more like a cloud of indefinite gas, which can fly in the air like a fluid or a cloud. As it passed through the spider like a black wind, Schelling saw a soul-like energy being harvested and swallowed by it.

Is this the essence of the Suicide Curse?

Where did the devoured soul energy finally go?

There are too many unsolved areas in the magic of this world!

"It's not beautiful." Moody said calmly. "It is unpleasant, and there is no way to resist it without cracking the spell. As far as people know, there is only one person who has escaped the spell, and he is sitting in front of me at the moment. "

Everyone knows that the person he was talking about was Harry. Moody's eyes were fixed on Harry's, and Harry felt his face blush. He could feel the whole class turning their heads to look at him.

"Avadaso's Mantra requires a very powerful magical power as a foundation. Even if all of you read this spell to me at the moment, I suspect that I will only have a nosebleed at most." Moody said, magic eyes on everyone A frightened face crossed, "But that's okay, I'm not here to teach you how to use a life killing spell."

"So, since I didn't crack the curse, why should I show this to you? Because you must understand. You must be fully aware of what is the worst. You don't want to find yourself encountering the situation you are facing now~ www.novelhall.com~Stay vigilant at all times!" he roared, and the whole class was taken aback.

"Well, these three spells—Avadaso’s Mantra, Imperius Curse, and Heart Drilling Curse—are collectively referred to as the Unforgivable Curse. Using any one of them on another human is enough to be sentenced to life imprisonment. This is what you may have to face. This is what I want to teach you to resist. You need to be prepared. You need to have knowledge in this area. But most importantly, you need to be vigilant at all times and never let up. Take it. Get a quill... and write it down..."

In the rest of this class, the students are busy taking notes, recording these three unforgivable spells.

The classroom was quiet, no one spoke until the bell rang after class. When Moody's announced the end of get out of class, as soon as the students left the classroom, all kinds of discussions suddenly surged like a flood of mouths. Most of the students talked about the spells in awe.

"Did you see the spider twitching?"

"He killed the spider in one fell swoop-it's that simple!"

Draco stopped Schelling, who was about to leave the classroom, and Schelling had to signal Daphne to leave first.

"Schelling, you know the unforgivable curse, don't you?" Draco looked at Schelling seriously.

"I understand some theory," Schelling shrugged. "But I think it's better not to touch these black magic. Learning black magic will only distort our character and eventually become a slave to power, no matter how powerful it is, That person is no longer us, what do you think?"

Draco was silent.

"Okay," Schelling turned around and waved his hand. "I have something to go ahead." After that, he left cleanly, leaving Draco alone in contemplation.