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In the past, they only knew that Ai Wen's strength was very strong, but to what extent it was strong and how strong it was, but none of them had a clear idea.

Hogwarts Wizards are generally considered to be just better than his peers, but still weaker than the older students.

It wasn't until the recent World Cup that everyone found out that Aiwen's strength was strong enough to shock the entire wizarding world.

In today's class, Evan said so much black magic in one breath that everyone had never heard of.

The little wizards in the classroom all gasped and looked at Evan incredulously.

Needless to say, tens of thousands of black magic, even normal magic, they only master a dozen or twenty.

Everyone had the illusion that Evan was the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

Obviously, Moody was also surprised to hear Evan go on and on.

None of the answers that Evan said were the answers he wanted, but they weren't wrong.

He knew he had to stop him, and if he let Evan continue, he could take a whole lesson.

When the time comes, needless to say, the demonstration of black magic will probably make it impossible for everyone to walk out in a daze.

Because the necromantic magic knowledge that Evan is talking about now is beyond everyone's comprehension.

Although this is just a very basic thing for Aven, it may not even be a basic, just common sense.

But to others, these centuries-old branches of the dark arts sounded like books from heaven.

In the end, Moody interrupted Aven, adding ten points to Gryffindor for his good performance.

"Mr. Mason is very good, but I think it's imperative that you understand the three major spells commonly used by dark wizards, the so-called Unforgivable Charms, and not the obscure black magic of centuries ago. Moody said, "Okay, can anyone tell me what the three unforgivable curses are?"

After a few more moments, Ginny raised her little hand tremblingly.

"There's a Imperius Curse, Professor!" she whispered.

She still remembers Ron being controlled by Peter Pettigrew last year, when he spent a long time in the hospital.

The Weasleys had discussed the whole incident and the spell so much that it was impossible for Ginny to forget.

"Yes, Miss Weasley!" Moody said appreciatively, "Your father must know the spell, and I think the Imperius Charm caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic. ”

With difficulty, he stood up on his prosthetic leg, opened the drawer of the podium, and pulled out a glass bottle.

Three big black spiders crawled in it, looking terrifying.

All the students cowered back in their chairs, staring at him intently.

Moody reached into the bottle, grabbed a spider, and placed it on the open palm for everyone to see.

Then he pointed his wand at it and muttered, "Out of the body!"

The spider jumped off Moody's palm, dangling a filament, and began to swing back and forth, like sitting on a high swing.

It stiffened its legs, then turned around and flipped over, the filaments being pulled off.

It slammed on the table and began to turn its head in circles.

Moody flicked his wand, and it stood up on its two hind legs and did a kind of tap dance.

That's right, tap dancing.

Everyone laughed all at once, but Moody didn't.

"You think it's fun, don't you?" he asked, in a thick voice, "if I did this to you, would you like it?"

The laughter died down almost immediately, and everyone looked at Moody in horror.

"I'm completely in control!" Moody whispered, as the spider ball got up and began to roll around, "I can make it jump out of the window, or drown itself, or jump into the throat of one of your classmates......"

"Years ago, many wizards were under the control of the Imperius Curse. Moody said, as everyone knows, he was talking about Voldemort's most powerful days, "Back then, it really kept the Ministry of Magic busy." They need to distinguish between those who are forced to do what they are and those who are acting on their own will. However, this is difficult to do, and depending on the caster's own mana, the spell can last for a long time. By the time people find out, it's often too late. ”

At that time, it is estimated that no one dared to trust the person next to them, because they could not be sure if the other party was controlled by the Imperius Curse.

Chances are, you just had a few words with your best friend about Voldemort in the morning.

When you get home from work, you will see the Black Devil mark floating over your home, and all the family members have died.

Just imagine what a horror that is.

"The Imperius Curse can be resisted, and I will teach you how to do it, but it requires a lot of personality strength, and not everyone can master it. You'd better avoid being hit by it and stay vigilant at all times!" Moody suddenly yelled, startling everyone.

He grabbed the somersault spider and threw it back into the glass bottle.

"Does anyone know any other spells? Two unforgivable spells left?"

Next, a Slytherin student stood up and spoke the remaining two in quick succession, the Mind Curse and the Killing Curse.

Moody gave everyone another cover-up of these two spells on the spider.

It was definitely not a pleasant experience to see a magnified spider twitching violently in front of him, his body swaying from side to side, twitching so badly that he broke one leg.

As for the Killing Curse, needless to say, after Moody's wand emitted a dazzling green light that pierced people's eyes, the spider in front of him, which was still alive and kicking, died quietly.

It flipped over and lay on its back on the table, unscathed.

In the empty classroom, it was as if an invisible behemoth flew through the air, the shadow of death.

It had just descended here, taking the life of the spider in front of Professor Moody's wand.

Several students couldn't hold back and screamed vigorously, and everyone's expressions were terrified.

In the subtle jumble of the "Avada Suo Curse", Evan could feel a powerful force.

This power acts directly on the soul and life, and no one can resist it.

Of all the protective magic that Evan knew, only a handful could defend against the Killing Curse, but it came at a great cost.

Among them was the ancient blood spell used by Harry's mother, Lily.

She protected Harry with the Blood Curse, but at the cost of her own death.

"It's not pretty. Moody said calmly, sweeping the dead spider off the table to the floor, "It's unpleasant, and there's no way to break the spell and fend off it." As far as is known, only one person has escaped this spell at the moment. ”

Everyone knew that the man he was talking about was Harry.

"The Killing Curse requires a lot of magic as a foundation, you can all take out your wand, aim it at me, and say this incantation, I suspect I'll only bleed a little from my nose at best. Moody said, his magical eyes running over everyone's terrified faces, "But that's okay, I'm here to teach you how to pronounce spells." ”

Of course, this certainly doesn't include Evan among the people he was talking about.

Although Evan didn't have any evil and depraved souls and thoughts, just relying on his powerful magic power was enough to make the killing curse he used extraordinarily powerful, beyond the usual sense of horror, and being hit would not be as simple as a little nosebleed. (To be continued.) )