Only by understanding black magic can you create black magic.

From Ranko's point of view, a lingering shadow looms over the dark magic classroom.

That's the shadow of the curse.

Perhaps Ranko had been staring at the ceiling for too long, and the rest of the professors looked at the ceiling in unison, but found nothing.

Ranko didn't answer Professor McGonagall's question directly, and lowered his head again, pulling something out of his pocket, and said nonchalantly:

"Curses are an extremely large branch of the dark arts, and modern wizards generally do not present their spells as separate spells in order to enrich and enhance the magical power of curses."

After pulling out a cluster of enchanted gold dust from a pocket embroidered with the Malfoy family crest, the wand slipped off the cuff, and a gust of wind blew through the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom with a golden dust.

The windows were closed in rows, and under the effect of gold dust, the classroom, which was instantly darkened, did not look gloomy.

Ranko waved his wand to spread the gold dust throughout the classroom as much as possible, sparing no corners and corners.

"As for powerful dark magic curses, because the spells they constitute are generally not presented as separate spells, it has always been time-consuming and laborious to remove powerful curses."

The gold dust shone brightly, and the subtle ancient magic spells began to appear in front of everyone's eyes in the form of colors.

Blue and red flashes, these are reactions to spells left behind by some young wizards.

The gold dust that filled the air took on its original golden color, which was the extremely powerful magical power of the ancient castle itself.

On the ceiling of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, it was black.

It was bottomless swarthy.

Dumbledore didn't know when he took out his wand, and with a warm glow lit up from the tip of the old wand, the haze on the ceiling seemed to dissipate somewhat, but soon, the darkness intensified again, swallowing up the scattered gold dust and the light produced by magic.

"Is that the curse itself?"

Professor Snape asked.

"Obviously, that's just a façade of the curse, and it's still far from itself."

The windows reopened, and the classrooms were lit up again.

Ranko then took something out of his pocket: "If you want to lift the curse, there are roughly three types from the perspective of the spell itself. ”

He pulled out another palm-sized bronze mirror.

The corner of the mirror is engraved with a beautiful face, a refreshing woman with a human face and a bird's body, her eyes are half-closed, leaning on the translucent mirror like water, as if she is sleeping soundly, unwilling to wake up.

The Ranko wand flicked the mirror and tossed it forward.

The mirror floated in front of him, and the half-closed eyes of the woman with a fishtail and bird's wings slowly opened, and the sapphire glare caught the gaze of Professors Snape and McGonagall.

Professor Dumbledore's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he coughed lightly, which changed the gaze of the two professors back.

"An interesting alchemical product, Mr. Malfoy...... What is it called? ”

"The Mirror of Acerroydes, named after the Siren, a human-faced and bird-like siren in Greek mythology."

Mr. Malfoy looked happy to hear Dumbledore's approval of the Magic Mirror, at least in front of them.

"If you want to lift the curse, according to the corresponding description of the Therapist Dia Kleman at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, there are three main directions that can be tried, which are the object of the curse, the method of realizing the curse, and the result of the curse."

"According to the Defence Against the Dark Arts professors in recent years, well, the tragic situation is very clear, and the curse is aimed at this position of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts."

"There is no pattern to the method at the moment, and the result alone is to make it impossible for the wizard who stays in this position to be competent for more than three semesters, even if it is only an intermittent agent."

On the translucent magic mirror, the kraken with a human-faced bird's body and a fish-tailed body is half-lying on its stomach, and the corners of its mouth are slightly raised, looking a little pleasant.

Professor McGonagall frowned deeply, and Snape's expression on the side looked a little unpleasant.

They had just been attacked by a magic similar to the Imperius Curse, and something was wrong with the magic mirror that Malfoy had taken out.

"Alright." Ranko's face softened, and he walked deftly over to the mirror, his wand tapping the translucent blue mirror under the Kraken's gaze.

"Let's see, what is the nature of the curse."

The water-like mirror rippled, and the Kraken stretched out his hand to wave the water, and the rippling mirror surface gradually began to change.

Rich black and bloody red began to fill the mirror, and the Kraken softened as if it hadn't noticed the change in the surface of the water, until the whole mirror was covered with a black and red hue, and then it withdrew its arm and looked at Ranko again.

"Next ......"

Ranko's voice stopped abruptly, and Dumbledore's expression was solemn.

At this time, countless human faces appeared on the surface of the magic mirror, and they squeezed the surface of the magic mirror, pushing each other, and screaming hoarsely and exhaustively.

The black and red color on the surface of the magic mirror instantly swayed like a dye vat.

The silent force shook the surface of the water-like magic mirror and shook wildly, and the contents seemed to be able to come out of it at any time.

The Kraken's expression also changed, and it opened its mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth, and suddenly there was a piercing scream that everyone present had to cover their ears.

"Ranko Malfoy!" Snape pulled out his wand, and it seemed like it was going to shatter the mirror at any moment.

Professor McGonagall took a few steps back, her wand slipping into her hand, ready to move.

Only Professor Dumbledore looked thoughtful.

The wand in Ranko's hand trembled, and without a word, a spell had hit the surface of the magic mirror, and the distorted faces inside quickly cracked and dissipated.

By the time the sound had subsided and the Siren had returned to its previous state, the terrible image on the mirror was gone.

Ranko rubbed his ears, he almost felt like his eardrums were going to break.

Seeing that the Kraken had regained its calm face, and enduring the feeling of dizziness, Mr. Malfoy's wand was once again on the surface of the magic mirror.

The image of countless faces filled with magic mirrors from before resurfaced.

Only this time the Kraken didn't scream.

"It's a pity, Professor Dumbledore."

Mr. Malfoy's face was serious, and he said:

"The curse that hovers over the Defence Against the Dark Arts class is a blood curse, and it's a very potent kind."

With fear, sadness, hatred, and other negative emotions as the source of the power of the spell, the soul of the abused will be the most feared nightmare of the cursed person's life.

Brother Tom, you're making me more and more ...... I liked it.

Oh, except for the fact that there is no nose.