After a few days, even the Slytherin students were not feeling their best.

"Do you know who they are?" Amycus brought several first-year students into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and showed them to the seventh-grade students.

These freshmen were trembling, not knowing what was about to greet them.

They were put in a difficult situation during class, so they were detained, but they were somehow brought to this place. Looking at the terrifying paintings on the wall, they already knew something was wrong.

"This is the Mudblood!" Amycus laughed and pointed his wand at their heads, as if a curse would be cast out at any time.

Several Gryffindor students couldn't sit still. Seamus stood up and said: "Hogwarts does not allow such disgusting words to be said."

Amycus said, "It's the mudbloods who are disgusting, not the word!" He also angrily said, "In my class, mixed-bloods and mudbloods are not allowed to talk!"

Then Neville raised his hand, stood up before being called, and said, "Professor, Voldemort is also a half-blood. Did you also feel sick when he talked to you?"

Suddenly, many students secretly laughed, deeply admiring Neville's courage.

Amycus's cheeks trembled with anger. Amy thought he was going to use a black curse on Neville, but unexpectedly, he just walked over angrily and knocked Neville to the ground with a punch, knocking his mouth and nose. There was blood flowing out of it.

"No disrespect to the Dark Lord!" Amycus yelled through gritted teeth: "If you were not a pure-blood, I would definitely..."

"The pure-bloods are safe." Amy whispered to Angela: "It seems that they are still reluctant to kill the pure-blood wizards." She sighed softly: "I just don't know that in their eyes, I am a pure-blood wizard." Blood, and mudblood."

Angela looked at the first-year students worriedly and said quietly: "You are a pureblood certified by Durmstrang. You know, only purebloods can enter that school, and mixed-bloods are not eligible to enter the school. , let alone Muggle-born."

Malfoy was still sitting next to her, across the aisle from her. At this time, he quietly reminded: "You must not be in the limelight."

Amy rolled her eyes at him and said, "'Brave' and 'brave' are two different things. I have a brain, so I won't do useless work."

But then, Amycus pointed to the trembling freshmen and said, "In this class, we are going to experiment with the Cruciatus Curse, and we will try it on them."

Angela was stunned and shouted: "How is that possible?"

Amycus immediately pointed his wand at Angela and said, "Shut up, descendant of a pure-blood traitor!"

Seamus shouted again: "This is too much!"

"I warned you to shut up, half-blood!" Amycus pointed the wand at Seamus even more fiercely.

Amy made a face, raised her hand, and said loudly: "Professor, I want to try!"

Amycus's eyes narrowed and he sneered at Amy: "It is rumored that you are the only witch with the blood of ancient elves. Of course you have this privilege. Come on, pick one and try it."

Amy raised the corners of her mouth and sneered. She gently clasped her fingers in the air, held the transparent wand in her hand, and said, "I've already chosen it. Of course... the one with the biggest target!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Amycus could react, he suddenly heard the words "Heart-breaking and gouging out the bones", and he was immediately in agony.

Amycus fell to the ground and twitched, his eyes wide open and became vacant.

This scene makes people happy to see it, and it makes people want to applaud.

But just when they were about to do so, they suddenly heard: "Expelliarmus!"

Amy's transparent wand flew out of her hand and shattered into little stars with a "pop" sound in the air. She turned around looking for the voice and saw Pansy's extremely proud face.

Then, she simply turned around to face Pansy, held her fingers again, and the transparent wand that had disappeared into the air was once again held in her hand.

Pansy's expression changed, as if confirming something, she shook her wand again and shouted: "Expelliarmus!"

The transparent wand flew out again and disappeared into the air. When Amy clenched her fingers again, the transparent wand appeared in her hand again.

"My wand cannot be removed." Amy was still sneering: "No matter how many times you try, it won't work. But if I want to remove your wand, it only takes one time to succeed."

Pansy was stunned for a moment, but seemed not to want to believe her evil deeds. She flicked her wand and a rope spurted out from the tip of the wand. She tied her wand tightly with the rope and hung it around her neck.

After doing this, she became extremely proud again and shouted to Amy: "Let me see if there is any other way you can get rid of my wand."

"Alas..." Amy really felt sorry for her and was really worried about her IQ.

As Amy said lightly: "Expelliarmus!" Pansy's wand flew out of her hand.

But the handle of the wand was still tied by a rope, and the rope was still hanging around Pansy's neck.

Then everyone saw Pansy being dragged off her feet by the flying wand, screaming "Ouch" in horror, and hitting the wall of the classroom with her head, making a muffled "thud" sound.

Amy still said it so irritatingly: "Fortunately, your rope is thick enough. If the rope were thinner... only your head would fly out and your body would stay in place."

"That's really cool," Seamus whispered to Neville.

Neville nodded: "Absolutely fascinating."

At this time, except for the Slytherins, almost everyone wanted to cheer around Amy. Even Malfoy was snickering.

But Amycus had already gotten up from the ground. Although he looked very embarrassed, he was already angry and looked even more fierce.

"I can't spare you!" Amycus stumbled towards Amy and almost put the wand on Amy's forehead.

Malfoy stood up just in time and said, "This is the person the Dark Lord wants. She must be alive when she is brought before the Dark Lord."

Amycus was stunned at first, and then shouted at Malfoy: "Do you really think you are the Dark Lord's right-hand man? You useless Malfoy family, the Dark Lord has long despised you! You and your father They are all cowards!"

Malfoy's veins were pulsing in anger, and he really wanted to stab him to death with the wand in his hand.

Amy even encouraged them: "Use a killing curse. I support you! Although I think killing is wrong, they are simply not human."

Malfoy was suddenly so encouraged that he almost couldn't hold it back and really wanted to throw out a "big melon from Avada".

At this critical moment, the classroom door was kicked open from the outside with a bang, and Alecto walked in slowly with a lunatic smile on his face.

"It seems that these students are difficult to discipline, Amycus." Alecto's expression at this time was no different from that of the crazy woman Bellatrix.

"You came just in time, Alecto." Amycus pointed at Amy and said, "Take this Bichi away, I will hand her over to the Dark Lord now."

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