Benjamin nodded silently in his heart, maybe he and this clown could still communicate happily?

"So what kind of magic did he just use on me? I felt like my brain didn't belong to me for a moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The clown rolled his eyes, where could Benjamin say so exaggeratedly. Still, he explained for Benjamin:

"It's called the Regent's Mind, and it's not dark magic, but few people use it. And morally, undesirable magic. It allows the caster to see other people's memories and thoughts, which is a good idea to see if they are lying. ”

It dawned on Benjamin that it was indeed a useful auxiliary magic. As for its immorality, it doesn't have much to do with itself.

"But is there no way to counter it, or is it just like you, give him your memories?" Benjamin immediately understood that the Joker must have given his memories to Professor Crutum. It's just that there is something in his memory that makes Professor Krutum react so much.

"Of course, but it requires you to learn Occlumency. Unfortunately, I'm not good at this kind of magic. The clown shrugged.

He had never been proficient in this kind of spiritual magic.

At this time, Krutum also seemed to realize that his appearance was a little weak, he coughed lightly, and said to Victor, who was watching the excitement on the sidelines, "It's nothing, let's go back to class quickly." Benjamin, you'll come to my office later. ”

Benjamin nodded, a helpless expression.

However, he is still quite looking forward to the upcoming dark arts course.

Victor walked beside Benjamin, and after they had distanced themselves from Professor Crutum, he asked in a whisper:

"Where did Andy go, you know?"

Benjamin shook his head and then nodded, confusing Victor.

"He, he shouldn't be in danger of his life. As for where he went, I don't know, what's going on with you, it's like a ****. ”

Victor's face turned red.

"I, I don't know, after I went down first, I was knocked unconscious and tied up. After they started injecting all sorts of strange things into me, I was completely unconscious. ”

When Professor Krutum stood on the podium, almost everyone concentrated their attention, and Victor whispered in Benjamin's ear:

"Even in Durmstran, the Dark Arts class is one of the most mysterious and popular classes we have. ”

Benjamin nodded, understanding, after all, dark magic has a fatal attraction for anyone. The more you are not allowed to learn, the more interested you are.

Krutum straightened the tie on his chest and began to lecture:

"Everybody can put your textbooks aside. In fact, black magic, as a branch of magic, has been misunderstood too much over the years. Everyone seems to think that black magic is the same as bad magic. ”

Krutum walked up and down the podium, talking.

"However, I disagree. From the moment it was born, there was no good or bad kind of magic, could it be that you would think that if a righteous wizard used black magic, then he was a dark wizard?"

Almost all the students laughed and shook their heads.

"So, what we should maintain is a pure learning attitude towards magic. The essence of magic is to pursue the mysteries of the world, not to distinguish between black and white. I might even think that if I'm in the Ministry of Magic and I treat your weapons as dark magic, then you say, is Hogwarts the same as our Durmstrand?"

Another burst of laughter.

Pleased with the students' reaction, Krutum walked over to the blackboard, and when his wand tapped on it, a dynamic image appeared on it.

The picture shows a naked body. And on this body, there are some strange lines.

"Many people will think that black magic often uses the human body for experiments, which is evil and despised. ”

Krutum shook his head to himself, "I don't agree." For a corpse, it may be that for those good wizards, the end of them is to sleep in the earth. But I am anxious to know where the soul ends when a person dies, and that sacrifice is necessary and should not be spurned on the way to the mysteries! Of course, I am not asking you to kill, you know, it is a crime. ”

After Krutum finished this paragraph of his understanding of the dark arts, he brought up a cage from under the podium.

Inside the cage is a monster of unknown breed.

However, its baring fangs look quite intimidating, and let people know that it's definitely not something to mess with.

"It's a little devil I found on the top of the Alps. Don't underestimate it because of its appearance. And you must know that this is a very aggressive magical creature. Today's task is to use the magic you know, whether it's white magic, black magic, or some ancient family ban. As long as you can kill it, you will complete the mission. ”

When Krutum finished speaking, he opened the cage like this. Then he stood with his hands on his hips.

This expression, this task, reminded Benjamin of their dear Professor Lockhart.

It's just that he believes that Professor Krutum definitely has a way to deal with this little devil.

When the contents of the cage flew out, it rushed straight at the students in the front row.

Most of the students have not yet reacted.

The little devil had already stepped on a student's face, and then bit off his ear so hard that the blood was still gushing out.

After coldly saying "waste", Krutum threw the earless student out of the classroom. Of course, there are already healing wizards outside the classroom.

The little devil was clearly not going to be satisfied with this, and he began to look for his next target.

Taking advantage of this time, some students finally got into the state, and they took out their wands one after another and aimed them at this little devil.

It's just that people still use magic similar to petrification at first.

The little devil screamed angrily, and he actually grabbed someone in front of him.

The poor student became a living target for his classmates.

Yes, knocked unconscious alive.