Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

There was silence under the podium.

Everyone was stunned by Moody's speech.

What he said was actually correct. For a long time, these young people who had not experienced the Voldemort period did not have a correct understanding of the dark wizard.

Although every elder around them is constantly instilling in them the concept of how terrible dark wizards are, how cruel Death Eaters are, and how vicious the three unforgivable curses are.

But until you experience it for yourself, no matter how many times you hear these words, there is no real feeling.

"Before teaching you how to deal with the most ferocious dark wizard, you must know what kind of existence the dark wizard is." Moody's smile gradually faded, but his expression became more and more ferocious, "I am not like Others describe it to you in words or words, but it turns out that such behavior is completely useless. So I decided to let you see with your own eyes the most representative curses in black magic, the three unforgivable curses!"

Perhaps because they had already received the news from Gryffindor and were mentally prepared, the students in the audience did not react much after Moody announced the incident, except for a few timid students. His body began to tremble slightly.

Moody's wand moved slightly, and three beakers flew out of the box, and finally fell upside down on the desk.

There is a live spider in each beaker. They seem very energetic at the moment and are frantically pulling at the smooth and transparent wall of the cup.

After doing all this, Moody's flexible magic eye moved around, and finally his eyes rested on Mike.

"Mike Townley!"

Moody called out Mike's full name in a very strong voice, but Mike did not stand up immediately like the students who were called by the professor in the past. He just raised his hand to indicate that he heard.

Moody didn't care either. His magic eye kept glancing back and forth at Mike and said at the same time:

"I heard that you burned several thugs to death with the Fire Curse on the night of the Quidditch World Cup! Since you have mastered advanced black magic like the Fire Curse, I believe you have also learned the three Unforgiven Curses. Alright?"

Although Moody's words were questions, his tone had an air of certainty.

Anyone could already hear the hostility in Moody's words, but Mike smiled as if he didn't hear it and asked:

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. Learning black magic or even the Unforgivable Curse is actually no big deal. The key to the problem is whether the person you are pointing at with the wand is a sinful person!" Moody said, "I admire you very much, Mike! Your What you did is very much to my liking! But you are still a bit off. If I had been there at that time, I would not have let them die so easily. I would have tortured them with my heart-breaking bones and made them regret being born in this world. !”

Moody's expression became more and more ferocious, which made no one among the young wizards in the audience speak out and say nonsense that using the Cruciatus Curse on someone would lead to imprisonment in Azkaban.

"Oh! By the way! Many of you probably don't know what the Cruciatus Curse is, right?" Moody's ferocious face quickly changed into a kind smile like a face change in a Sichuan opera, and he turned back to the podium. Said, "The Cruciatus Curse is one of the three unforgivable curses. Its function is very simple, that is, torture! Let me give you the simplest example. The little fat man named Neville Longbottom in Gryffindor, his parents He was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse and turned into a fool! Okay, now let me demonstrate it to you personally!"

After speaking, Moody licked his lips and eagerly took one of the three beakers away.

"In order to let you see it carefully, I will enlarge it! It will become bigger quickly!"

With an expansion spell, the spider on the podium quickly expanded and soon became as big as a puppy.

It struggled desperately, but being controlled by the levitating spell in mid-air, it had nowhere to rely on.

"Watch out, little guys! The show is about to begin!" Moody laughed ferociously, pointing his wand at the giant spider in the air, "Crushing the bones!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spider's eight legs, which were originally pulling around in search of a point of strength, all retracted and clung to the body. It flipped over, while its body twitched violently, shaking from side to side.

It didn't make any sound, but if it had vocal organs it would be screaming at the top of its lungs.

"Excruciating pain!" Moody's wand was still pointing at the spider, and even came closer as he spoke. Suddenly, the spider's twitching became more violent.

"If you know the Cruciatus Curse, you don't need to worry about torturing others. All you need is a flick of the wand, tsk tsk."

There was silence under the podium. Although the spider could not speak and did not have as many expressions as humans, everyone still felt how cruel the torture the spider was experiencing at this moment was.

Some timid girls even started crying.

"Shrink quickly."

The sound of incantation sounded again, and Moody finally stopped torturing the spider, shrunk it and put it back into the beaker.

It's just that the spider, which was still full of energy, stopped moving after experiencing less than a minute of torture. It lay motionless on the ground of the beaker, looking as if it was dead.

"Okay, let's speed up the learning process." Moody clapped his hands and gave out crisp applause to attract the students' attention. "I just showed you the Cruciatus Curse, but in fact the Cruciatus Curse is three The most 'kind' of the Great Unforgivable Curses, at least it won't kill you all at once. And what I'm going to show you next is the one you're most familiar with, the famous Harry Potter once narrowly escaped death under this curse. Oh! You have already guessed it, right? That’s right! It’s the Death Curse!”

Moody was talking to himself on the podium like a madman. No one agreed with him just now, but he was still very excited and opened the second beaker.

This time's casting was obviously more difficult than the last Cruciatus Curse, because Moody seemed to be brewing emotions. He pointed the wand at the spider with his eyes closed and did not recite the spell for a long time.

Just when everyone was surprised by Moody's behavior, Moody's eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time, he yelled:

"Avada Kedavra!"

A dazzling green light pierced people's eyes, and at the same time, a strong sense of uneasiness swept over them.

When everyone opened their eyes again, the spider had turned over and was lying on its back on the table. There were no wounds on its body, but everyone present knew that it was dead.

Everyone stared at the dead spider in a daze, as if in a daze, until a girl couldn't help but screamed and drew their attention back.

"It's not pretty." Moody said calmly, "It's very unpleasant, and there is no way to break the spell... Oh, it seems to be there now. Although the success rate is not high, it is undeniable that carrying it on one's body A large number of small creatures can indeed prevent you from escaping under the death curse with a certain probability."

After saying that, Moody looked at Mike, his eyes full of admiration.

Others in the classroom also cast admiring glances at Mike, but Mike did not feel uncomfortable with the attention at all. Instead, he smiled and waved to everyone as a greeting.

"Finally, let me show you the most terrifying and vicious curse among the three unforgivable curses, the Soul-Tampering Curse."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were lifted again.

In their eyes, the Cruciatus Curse and the Death Curse are already quite vicious curses. They can't imagine what a curse more vicious than the above two curses looks like.

Moody ignored the frightened looks of the little wizards.

He took the last victim out of the beaker and held it in his hand.

His movements were so gentle and his expression was so focused that it made people misunderstand whether the ferocious-looking spider was his pet.

But the next moment, he raised his wand and pointed it at the spider in his palm.

"The soul leaves the body."

Unlike the previous two times, Moody's tone of chanting the incantation this time was also very gentle.

But as he chanted the spell, a small ball looked like spore powder, but it was more illusory and harder to see. An almost completely transparent mist sprayed out from the tip of his staff, directly covering the spider inside.

Immediately, the spider that was still lying quietly in Moody's palm began to sway as if it was drunk.

But then, the spider's figure returned to stability, and he also started a tap dance in Moody's palm.

"You see, it's completely under my control. This is the power of the Imperius Curse."

Moody's eyes were fixed on the spider in his hand, his expression expressionless, and his tone sounded like he was talking in his sleep.

Everyone under the podium breathed a sigh of relief.

They felt that they had received enough stimulation today, so they were very glad that the last spell did not look so cruel and bloody.

These actions were all seen by Moody's magic eye.

He suddenly raised his head as if he had been insulted, and said with a grin:

"Don't you think it's not that scary?"

Everyone under the podium did not dare to reply, and Moody ignored him and emphasized again:

"Please note that its current behavior is completely under my control!"

As he spoke, the spider stopped dancing and began to roll around in Moody's palm.

"That is to say, I can make it do anything, such as... like this."

After saying that, the spider stopped rolling and stretched its long legs into its mouth... and started chewing.

Everyone, including Mike, gasped.

But Moody obviously didn't intend to stop just like that, and the little spider was still eating.

When one leg is finished, replace it with the next one.

Finally, all eight legs were eaten.

Without its long legs, it could no longer maintain its balance and rolled like a maggot in Moody's palm. But it still wasn't ready to stop. The pair of dark mouth parts were desperately leaning against its belly, but the hard exoskeleton stuck its neck, making it impossible for it to succeed.

"Years ago, many wizards were controlled by the Imperius Curse." Moody's expression became a little sad. "It was a really bad time. The most basic trust between people was lost. You couldn't guarantee that you would be with us." Will the person you spend time with day and night raise a magic wand at you the next moment?

The Imperius Curse can be resisted, and I will teach you how to do it in the future, but it requires a strong personality, and not everyone can master it. So, you'd better try to avoid being hit by it and always stay vigilant! "

Moody suddenly yelled, startling everyone.

Mike turned the pen in his hand boredly while keeping his eyes on the magic clock on the wall.

It's time for get out of class to end, but Moody doesn't seem to have any intention of dismissing get out of class now.

Sure enough, after showing everyone all three unforgivable curses, Moody on the stage continued:

"Okay, these three curses, the Death Curse, the Cruciatus Curse and the Soul-Tampering Curse are the three unforgivable curses. This is what you have to resist, and it is also what I want to teach you to resist. You need to be prepared, The darkness actually never leaves. So you can never relax!

Also, regarding black magic, if you want to get in touch with it and learn it, I will not stop you. I am not one of those old pedants, I am very open-minded! Although black magic can affect the mind of the user, and although black magic is defined as evil, there is no denying that their power is so powerful and fascinating!

Sometimes when facing evil, we must use more evil means!

But what you need to pay attention to is! The reason why the three unforgivable curses are called unforgivable curses is precisely because those who make mistakes by using these three curses are unforgivable.

If any of you dare to use any of these spells on humans, then congratulations, death and Azkaban will be your eternal destination! "

There was silence under the podium, except for the rustling of quills writing on parchment.

Everyone was taking notes attentively.

Or maybe he was drawing random lines on the parchment and pretending to be taking notes to hide his panic.

But at this moment, Mike was looking at Moody.

Moody looked at Mike with eyes still full of admiration.

Mike, on the other hand, was unmoved.

When Moody was speaking his last words just now, although the intact eye was constantly scanning the surroundings, the magic eye, no matter how Moody turned his head, was tightly locked on Mike. .

So Mike was almost certain that his last words were spoken to himself.

Is he warning himself against abusing dark magic?

Mike felt very ridiculous.

According to the original plot, the man in front of me should be the son of Barty Crouch, the fanatical follower of Voldemort, the little mouse who used the bones to recreate the Quidditch World Cup, but now, he is actually educating Don't you want to abuse black magic?

For the first time, Mike began to doubt Moody's identity.