Avada Death, a good spell, one of the only few spells worth paying attention to in this world, a spell that has no lethal effect, in this world system, it seems that there are no protective spells to resist, ignoring any defense, the only purpose of existence, is only to destroy life. 【Latest chapter reading. Augustus' eyes wandered to Potter, if, without this child, perhaps, Avada's life would indeed be perfect.

He reached into the glass bottle, and the third spider, as if aware of the impending doom, crawled desperately around the bottom of the bottle, trying to avoid Moody's fingers, but he grabbed it anyway and placed it on the podium. The spider began to crawl on the wooden table again.

Moody raised his wand, and Harry suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

"Avada's Curse!" Moody yelled.

A dazzling green light pierced the eyes, and there was a jumble of sounds, as if an invisible behemoth was flying through the air—and at the same time, the spider rolled over and lay on its back on the table, unscarred but undoubtedly dead.

Augustus habitually opened the Eye of Exploration at the moment when the green light flew, and as expected, Avada Suo, who is known as the ultimate death curse in this world, is actually far from being so inexplicable in the real magic system, and almost any magic above level six has a way to resist it, that is to say, a standard magister can easily crack this unsolvable spell that is not worthy of the name.

"It's not pretty," Moody said calmly, "it's unpleasant." And there is no spell to break. There is no way to defend against it. As far as is known, only one person has escaped this spell, and he is sitting in front of me at the moment. ”

Everyone's eyes then turned to Harry, who stared at the empty blackboard, seemingly fascinated by it, when in fact he didn't see anything......

"Showing the three unforgivable curses to students at school, this one named Moody, doesn't seem to play cards according to common sense." Lillian glanced at Malfoy, who was sitting silently next to her, and said casually.

Malfoy smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's just grandstanding, you forgot, I almost fell for Loki's Heart Curse, and for us, the Unforgivable Charm is just three slightly more vicious spells." The world of magic, long before we met Mr. Augustus, opened up another sky. Now I may be some distance from Moody, but he has stopped, and my magic path is still long, long, one day, such a person is just a stepping stone under my feet. ”

Augustus looked at Draco with some surprise, after this incident, he seemed to have matured a lot, he didn't have my dad who often talked about it, and he didn't have the so-called resentment, he just accepted everything calmly, and calmly saw their gap and future. For magicians, staying sane at all times and not being blinded by resentment is the real advantage.

Moody was speaking again, "The Avada Spell requires a lot of magical power as a foundation. - You can all take out your wand, aim it at me, and say this incantation, I suspect I'll only bleed from my nose at best. But that doesn't matter. I'm here to teach you how to recite mantras. ”

Most of the Slytherin students let out a disdainful sneer, this school, I'm afraid no one dares to say in front of Augustus, you are in front of me, aim at me, and pronounce the life of Avada, I will only bleed a little nose at most. He just decided that Augustus was too lazy to be serious with him. In fact, Augustus did not say anything.

The class was over, and the Gryffindor lions gathered in groups to discuss the contents of the lesson in awe, and for most of the Slytherins, most purebloods were not interested in having an academic discussion about the so-called Three Unforgivable Curses.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was late October, and when the Augustus trio reached the foyer, they found that they could no longer move forward, for a large crowd of students were huddled around a large notice erected at the foot of the marble staircase. The surrounding students noticed Augustus' presence and all consciously made way of a passage, and Augustus walked in, followed by Malfurlilian.

Triwizard Tournament

Representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at 6 p.m. on Friday, 30 October. Afternoon classes will be half an hour earlier

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"In this way, the progress of the triwizard competition has been put on the agenda, and since both schools are about to arrive, it is estimated that soon, the process of electing warriors will begin." Lilian had a surprise in her eyes, after all, the Triwizard Tournament, an event that had been suspended for a hundred years, was about to be restarted, and it was still a bit powerful.

"It's only been a week!" Ernie from Hufflepuff House? McMillan squeezed out of the crowd, his eyes sparkling, and said, "I don't know if Cedric knows." I'm going to tell him......"

"Tsk, it seems that Cedric's prestige in Hufflepuff is still the same," Malfoy smiled and shook his head, "Although the last time the Dueling Club was defeated in front of you, it seems that he still has a lot of fans." ”

"You underestimate Mr. Augustus's supporters too much, and if you really want to vote for the Warriors, I'm afraid that at least three-quarters of the cadets in the entire school will support Augustus." Lillian glanced at Malfoy with disdain on her face.

"That idiot Diggory wants to be a Hogwarts warrior too?" In the crowd, Ron's high voice caught everyone's attention.

The Hufflepuff crowd glared angrily, and Ron's pale face turned completely crimson.

"Don't be ashamed, let's go." Hermione pulled Ron by the way, Harry smiled awkwardly at the Hufflepuff classmates, and the three fled the scene in embarrassment.

"Haha," Malfoy laughed, "I have to say, I'm starting to like this honest Weasley, you see, he said what everyone wants." ”

Augustus touched his chin helplessly, this kind of behavior that destroys unity seems to be somewhat unworthy of advocating, well, not worth it, definitely not worth it.

The appearance of this notice in the foyer had a noticeable effect on the people who lived in the castle. For the next week, everywhere we went, there seemed to be only one topic to talk about: the Triwizard Tournament. Rumors spread quickly among the students, like highly contagious germs: who would be the Champions of Hogwarts, what the Championship would be, and how the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students would be different from them.

The castle seems to be being thoroughly cleaned. Several sordid portraits were scrubbed clean, and the scrubbed figures were very unhappy about it. They sat hunched in the frame, muttering sullenly, grinning in pain each time they touched the tender pink flesh of their faces. That caused the armor to suddenly become shiny and shiny, and it no longer creaked when it moved.