Today's lesson is Mad-Eyed Moody's first lesson. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The students were sitting precariously waiting for him to appear. Because he was afraid of Moody's appearance, he chose a back position

A few students arrived a little late, but there were no further seats.

They hurriedly sat down on the four seats directly in front of the podium, took out their "Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense" and waited, the atmosphere was exceptionally quiet. Soon, they heard Moody's characteristic grunting footsteps coming down the hallway. He walked into the classroom, looking as weird and scary as usual. They could just see his claw-like wooden feet peeking out from under his robes.

"Put these things away," he said gruffly, struggling to the podium on crutches and sitting down, "these textbooks. You don't need it. ”

The students put their books in their school bags, and many of them seemed very excited.

Moody pulled out the roster, shook his head, and shook his long, gray hair away from his twisted, scarred face, and began to roll out names. His normal eyes moved down the list, his magical eyes spinning around, staring at each student who answered.

"All right," he said, when the last student had finished, "I received a letter from Professor Lupin about the course. It looks like you've got a pretty good grasp of how to deal with dark magic beasts - you've learned how to deal with the Boggart, the Red Hat, the Hinkpunk, the Grindillo, the Kaba, and the Werewolves, right? ”

The students whispered their approval.

"But you don't know enough about how to deal with spells—not enough," Moody said, "so I'm going to give you a taste of the spells that wizards cast among themselves." I've got a year to teach you how to deal with the Dark Devils—"

Xingzhe raised his eyebrows, this guy.... Is this knowing that you can only serve for one year?

Moody's magical eyes swirled around, and finally stared at Seung-cheol.

"What's your name?"

"Owen Paul, sir."

He laughed hoarsely, then patted his big rough hands.

It's just that his smile is particularly ugly.

"Dumbledore mentioned you.... Okay - let's get down to business. Spells, they come in many forms, and their magic varies. “

"Now, according to the rules of the Ministry of Magic, I should teach you all kinds of spell breaking, that's all. Logically speaking, you're not in the sixth year, and I'm not supposed to tell you what illegal dark spells look like, because you're too young to deal with this stuff. But Professor Dumbledore praised your courage for a great deal of it, and he thought you could handle it, and it seemed to me that the sooner you understood what you were going to deal with, the better. If you've never seen something before, how can you protect yourself from it? If a wizard wants to recite an illegal spell to you, he won't tell you what he is going to do. He will not give you mantras frankly, fairly, and politely. You have to be prepared and vigilant. You'd better not make a small gesture when I speak, Mr. Beard. ”

Beard was startled, his face flushed. Just now, he showed Qiao the drawn fortune-telling chart of the Heavenly Palace under the table. Apparently, Moody's enchanted eye could penetrate not only the back of his own head, but also the hard wood.

"So...... Do any of you know which spells are subject to the harshest punishment of wizarding law? ”

Several hands were raised tremblingly, including Luna and Cho Zhang's. Moody gestured at Luna, but his magical eyes were still fixed on Beard.

"......," Luna didn't rush to speak, "...... There's a Imperius Curse, right? ”

"Ah, yes," Moody said appreciatively, "a lot of people must know that spell." Back then, the Imperius Curse caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic. ”

Moody struggled to get up on his prosthetic legs, opened the lectern drawer, and pulled out a glass bottle. Three big black spiders crawled inside.

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 body!" ”

The spider jumped off Moody's palm, dangling a filament, and began to swing back and forth, as if 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 tap-dance, yes, tap-dance.

Everyone laughed—only Moody didn't.

"You guys think it's fun, don't you?" He asked in a thick voice, "If I came to you, would you like it?" ”

The laughter died down almost immediately.

"It's under my control," Moody whispered - as the spider brood got up and began rolling around, "I can make it jump out of the window, or drown itself, or jump into the throat of one of your classmates......"

Many students shuddered involuntarily.

"Years ago, many wizards were under the control of the Imperius Curse," Moody said—and Xingzhe knew he was referring to the days when Voldemort was at his most powerful, "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.

"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 as much as possible. Stay vigilant at all times! He suddenly yelled, startling everyone.

Moody grabbed the somersault spider and threw it back into the bottle.

"Does anyone else know any spells? Illegal spells? ”

Xingzhe raised his hands.

"Say it." Moody said, his enchanted eyes curling and staring at Xingzhe.

"And there are two more - the Diamond Heart Spell, and.... Killing Curse. Xingzhe said in a calm but clear voice.

Moody looked at Xingzhe very intently, this time with both eyes at the same time.

“.... Obviously, you know...," Moody looked at Xingzhe with bad intentions, "then.... Owen, have you ever used it? ”

Xingzhe showed a puzzled expression, obviously.... He felt that Moody's tone of voice to him was strange, eerie.

Many of the students looked nervously at Purpose and Sei-cheol, but Moody didn't ask anything else. He turned his back to the class, pulled a second spider out of the glass bottle, and placed it on the podium. The spider remained motionless, apparently frightened.

"Drill Heart Curse." "You'll need to zoom in so you can see it," Moody said, pointing his wand at the spider, "and get bigger!" ”

The spider swelled up. Now it's bigger than a tarantula.

Moody raised his wand again, pointed at the spider, and said softly, "Drill the heart and cut the bone!" ”

Immediately, the spider's legs all shrank and clinged to its body. It flipped and flipped as its body twitched violently, swaying from side to side. It didn't make a sound, but everyone believed that if it had articulatory organs, it would be screaming desperately at the moment. Moody didn't take his wand away, and the spider began to tremble and twitch even more—

(To be continued.) )