Neville also raised his hand, and the students around him were a little surprised. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoNeville only spoke in the herbal medicine class, which was one of his best classes. Neville also seemed surprised by his bold move.

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

"There is a ...... Drill Heart Mantra. Neville said in a soft, but clear voice.

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

"You're Longbottom, aren't you?" He said, the enchanted eye down to check the roster.

Neville nodded nervously, 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 quickly swelled up. In an instant, it became bigger than a tarantula. Ron couldn't hide it, and moved his chair back, as far away from Moody's podium as possible.

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

In the next second, the spider's legs all shrank up, clinging 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—

"Hurry up and stop!" Hermione screamed.

Everyone looked at her, only to see that she wasn't looking at the spider, but at Neville. Looking back at her, Neville's hands clutched the table in front of him, his joints turning white, his eyes wide open and full of fear.

Moody raised his wand, and the spider's legs flab, but still twitching.

"Shrink quickly." Moody muttered.

The spider retracted back to its original size, and Moody put it back in the bottle.

"The Mind Curse represents excruciating pain." Moody whispered, "If you can recite the Piercing Heart Mantra, you won't need to use a thumb grip or a knife to torture others...... This spell was also very popular at one time. ”

"Alright...... Does anyone else know what spells? ”

Harry looked around. Judging by everyone's facial expressions, it seems that they are all guessing what will happen to the last spider. Hermione raised her hand for the third time, but her hand trembled slightly.

"Say it." Moody looked at her and said.

"Avada's Curse." Hermione whispered.

Several people turned their heads to look at her uneasily, including Ron.

"That's right," Moody said, his crooked mouth twitching again, a slight smile, "yes, it's the last and greatest spell. Avada's Curse, a Death Curse. ”

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 everyone had a sense of foreboding.

"Avada suo!" 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, unscathed, but undoubtedly dead. Several students struggled to hold back their shouts; As the spider slid toward Ron, Ron jerked back and nearly fell off his seat.

Moody swept the dead spider off the table to the floor.

"It's not pretty," he 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 looked at Harry, but Harry didn't dare to look at everyone, his eyes fixed on the blackboard in front of him, as if he could see the flowers.

"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 get a little nosebleed at best. But that doesn't matter. I'm here to teach you how to recite mantras.

So, since there is no spell to break, why am I showing you this? Because you have to understand. You must be fully aware of what is the worst. You don't want to find yourself in the situation you are facing. Stay vigilant at all times! ”

He yelled, startling the class again.

"Alright...... All three of these spells—the Avada Curse, the Imperius Curse, and the Heart Curse—are all known as the Unforgivable Curse. Applying any of these spells to a human would be enough to sit in prison for the rest of your life in Azkaban. That's what you're going to defend against. That's what I'm going to teach you to defend against. You need to be prepared. You need to be on your guard. But most importantly, you need to be vigilant and never let up. Take out the quill pen...... Write these down......"

For the rest of the lesson, the students were busy taking notes and recording the three unforgivable spells. The classroom was silent, and no one spoke until the bell rang for the end of class. When Moody's announced the end of class, as soon as the students left the classroom, all kinds of discussions suddenly surged like a flood that broke the mouth.

Most of the students talked about the spells in awe.

"Did you see the spider twitching?"

"He killed the spider in one fell swoop, it's that simple!"

Of course, there were people who didn't participate in these comments, like Harry, like Neville.

Duten glanced at Neville, who was standing alone in the middle of the hallway, staring at the stone wall across from him, his eyes still wide open and his face full of horror, the same expression on Moody's face as he had demonstrated the Mind Dash Spell.

He was frightened because his parents, the already insane Longbottoms, had been tortured insane with the Mind Curse. The originally happy family has become a madhouse, and you can imagine what a painful memory the heart spell is for him.

Everyone saw his abnormality and stepped forward to comfort him, but in the end, Professor Moody took him away and went alone to calm his emotions.

……

On the morning of October 30, at breakfast, all the students noticed that the auditorium had been renovated overnight. Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each representing one of Hogwarts houses: Gryffindor with a golden lion on a red background, Ravenclaw with a bronze eagle on a blue background, Hufflepuff with a black badger on a yellow background, and Slytherin with a silver python on a green background. Behind the teacher's desk, hung the largest banner with the coat of arms of Hogwarts: a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake linked together, surrounded by a large letter h.

On this day, the air at Hogwarts was filled with a sense of seasonal anticipation. In class, no one was paying attention, and everyone thought that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming tonight. Even Potions class wasn't as unbearable as usual, because class had to end half an hour early. When the bell rang early, the students hurried back to their colleges, laid down their school bags and textbooks, put on their cloaks, and rushed down the stairs to the foyer in three steps and two steps.

Students from all four academies rushed over, and the foyer suddenly became crowded.

Finally, in the midst of everyone's expectant gaze, a black behemoth appeared in the sky, and then grew in size at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon passed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest. As they were illuminated by the lights from the castle window, the students saw a huge powder-blue carriage flying towards them. It was the size of a house, and twelve winged horses flew through it, all of them silver-maned horses, each about the size of an elephant.

The carriage flew even lower and was descending at an extremely rapid speed, with an earth-shattering thud from the floor. The horses' hooves slammed to the ground, all the size of a vegetable plate. The carriage also landed on the ground, vibrating on the huge wheels, and the golden horses shook their huge heads, their big fiery eyes dripping at the students around them.

The door opened, and a boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent over, groped around the floor of the carriage, and opened a golden spiral staircase. He jumped back respectfully, and a shiny black heel came out of the carriage, the size of a child's sleigh. Immediately after that, a woman appeared, so big that she could be called a giant. It's easy to see why the carriage and those silver-maned horses are so big.

Twelve or thirteen schoolboys and girls had come out with the giantess, who had disembarked from the carriage and were now standing behind her. Judging from their appearance, they are all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and they are all trembling slightly. This is not surprising, since the robes on their bodies seem to be made of fine silk, and none of them wore cloaks. Several of the students had their heads wrapped in scarves or turbans, and they all looked up at Hogwarts with awe-inspiring expressions on their faces.

The giantess is named Madame Maxime, and she leads the Beauxbatons Academy, one of the three major colleges.

Not long after, someone from another house arrived, and just like the flying horse, the way Durmstrang College came out was very special.

There was a slight commotion in the middle of the lake, followed by a huge splash and waves crashing against the damp shore. Then, right in the middle of the lake, a large whirlpool appeared, as if a huge plug had suddenly been pulled out of the bottom of the lake.

A long, black rod-like thing slowly rose from the center of the whirlpool, and slowly, a large ship of extraordinary grandeur rose out of the water, glittering in the moonlight. It looked eerie, like a skeleton, as if it were the remains of a freshly salvaged shipwreck, and the portholes shimmered with a dim, foggy glimmer that looked like ghostly eyes.

Finally, with a faint splashing of water, the big boat came out completely, tossed on the undulating water, and began to sail towards the shore. A moment later, with a thud, an iron anchor was thrown into the shallow water, and then with another snap, a plank was placed on the shore of the lake.

The men on the boat were coming ashore, all of them about the same size as Crabbe and Goyle...... However, it was only when they came closer, along the lawn, into the light cast by the foyer, that the students around them could see clearly. The reason why these people appear to be large is that they are all wearing a kind of fur cloak, and the fur on them is unkempt and tangled. But the man who led them to the castle wore a different kind of fur: silvery-white, soft and smooth, very beautiful.

The principal of Durmstrang College is named Karkaroff, and he is a man with a very mellow and sweet voice. He was tall and thin like Dumbledore, but his white hair was short and his goatee didn't quite cover his skinny chin. He walked up to Dumbledore and shook Dumbledore's hand with both hands.

"My dear old fellow," he said, looking up at the castle, and smiling. His teeth were yellow, and despite the smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes, he was still cold and sharp, "It's good to be here, it's good...... Wickdor, come over and warm up...... You don't mind, Dumbledore? Victor is a bit of a cold......"

Karkaroff motioned for one of his students to step forward.

As the boy walked by, there was a sudden commotion around her, and all the students looked at the student with excitement, with a striking hooked nose and two thick, dark eyebrows. He also has a very well-known name.

"Krum!"

……

The arrival of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang College heralded the start of the Triwizard Tournament.

This can be seen from the next day. By the time the students came out for breakfast, a huge trophy had been laid out in the foyer. The cup is filled with flames, and this is the famous Goblet of Fire.

A thin gold line was drawn on the ground around the Goblet of Fire, ten feet long on each side, that enclosed the cup in the middle.

When Du Teng came over, it was just when the twins were ready to make a move. They all drank the elixir, and according to the age of the twin brothers, they only needed to grow up for a few months. Hermione reminded them that Dumbledore must have thought of this, but the twins didn't care, and they came to the money.

"Are you ready?" Fred trembled with excitement and said to the other two, "So, let's get started!" I'll go in first......"

Fred pulled out a parchment note from his pocket with the words "Fred Weasley - Hogwarts" written on it. He stood there, swaying on tiptoe, like a diver preparing to jump from a fifty-foot platform. Then, under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes in the foyer, he took a deep breath and stepped over the line.

For a moment, everyone thought Fred had succeeded—and George must have thought so—only to see him shout triumphantly and jump forward after Fred. However, a sizzling sound was heard, and the twins were tossed out of the golden ring, as if an unseen shot put player had thrown them out. They fell in agony to the cold, stone floor ten feet away, and they were humiliated in addition to the physical pain. With a loud popping sound, the two men had identical white beards on their chins.

The people in the foyer burst into laughter. Even Fred and George couldn't help but laugh when they got up and saw each other's white beards. (To be continued.) )