As the class approached end, Professor Brian didn't sell it, and after asking the question, he gave the answer himself without waiting for someone to answer.

"There are several reasons, firstly, the effect of these three spells is a crucial point, and secondly, as I said before, the threshold for using these three spells is not as high as you think, and it can even be said that as long as you find the trick, a little wizard of the OWLS level can basically use it--"

This was not something to be thankful for, and many of the little wizards wriggled their butts a few times and looked at the people around them uneasily, as if their classmates would suddenly jump up and cast an unforgivable spell on them.

"And the most important factor--"

Professor Blaine said,

"The three unforgivable spells have one thing in common, and this commonality is also reflected in many spells that are defined as dark magic. It's like a Patronus Charm against Dementors, who can tell me what the trick to the Patronus Charm is--"

The Patronus Charm is both an unpopular and sophisticated spell, but most young wizards have known about it since the last school year, when Professor Bryant made a big splash at the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

"It's a happy memory--"

Harry raised his hand, and he got the opportunity to answer the question,

"The power of the Patronus Charm depends on the happy memory in your head when you pronounce the spell, if well, the deeper the happy memory, the stronger the Patronus Charm you use--"

Draco Malfoy pursed his lips disdainfully.

"--The power of emotions that a lot of deep magic harnesses,"

Amosta nodded appreciatively at Harry, added five points to him, sat him down, and continued,

"The three unforgivable mantras, when using these spells, the evil thoughts in your mind are the key, if you want the spell to be strong, then, the evil thoughts in your mind need to be stronger. You know what I mean, the wizard pursues the power of the spells almost absolutely, and these spells will induce you to become more and more cruel, until your mind is full of cruel thoughts. They're dragging you into the abyss—"

Professor Blaine's calm words were tinged with a hint of coldness,

"Many dark arts are like this, using great power to lure the user to fall, unless, you have a strong will and mental strength to resist temptation. It's irrational to be too curious about these kinds of magic—"

"Oh, Professor Bryan forgot to say something!"

When the bell rang for the end of class, Professor Bryan, who had a good character that did not delay the class, left immediately, and Professor Moody gave them a series of assignments, Hermione looked at the door with a frown,

"He told us that there was an ancient technique that was effective against the attack of psychic magic, the Imperius Curse, but he didn't say, "Oh, I need to go to the library!"

"Then you've got to get the slip first--"

Ron walked over with his schoolbag and said,

"You're looking for magic that can resist the Imperius Curse, but it's probably in the Forbidden Book Zone. Hey, by the way, what the hell did you do in the morning, Harry told me, do you think Professor Moody was wrong for punishing Malfoy? ”

Ahem –

Harry was wondering if he could ask Hagrid if there were any magical creatures that were smaller and didn't look like earthworms or spiders, when he suddenly heard Ron talk about it, he immediately interrupted his thoughts and coughed heavily, looking embarrassed.

Hermione glanced at Harry and snorted softly.

"Mr. Longbottom—"

Hermione was about to pick up her schoolbag and leave, but on the podium, Professor Moody suddenly stopped Neville, who had walked to the door,

"I guess you don't have anything else to do before lunch, why don't you come to my office and we can have a cup of tea-"

Neville looked like he was in a state of dismay, but when he heard the strange tenderness of Professor Moody's hoarse voice again, Neville suddenly shook his wit and looked helplessly at the three classmates he knew most in the classroom.

Hermione glared at Professor Moody, looking incessant.

"It's all right, Miss Granger, I'd like to have Mr. Longbottom for a cup of tea, I've got a couple of books there, I think he might be interested--"

Moody was as thin as a hair, and he glanced at Hermione with that magic eye, smiled at her kindly, and then, with his arm on Neville's shoulder, ignored Neville's pleading look and carried him out of the office.

"How many books would Neville be interested in?" Ron suddenly said, "Do you believe it?" ”

Harry hesitated, he didn't answer Ron's question, but frowned,

"You've all figured it out, what's going on with Neville?"

"What?" Ron asked, confused.

"Neville is scared of the Mind Curse—"

Hermione glanced at Ron, shook her head a little helplessly, and then, she pursed her lips and said worriedly,

"He looks like he's been exposed to this spell for a long time and he's having those problems. It's already obvious, isn't it, someone in his family has been tortured by the Diamond Heart Curse, and I'm afraid he's been hurt extraordinarily. ”

"His grandmother?" Harry blurted out, but then he shook his head again, "No way, Neville said that during the summer vacation, his grandmother turned down his request to go to a Quidditch match, which means that she has a clear head I remember Neville has an uncle who is very nice to him, which of you remember Neville's uncle name Algie?" ”

"Whoever it is--"

Hermione struggled to push her bag over her shoulder, and she gave Harry and Ron a stern and warning look,

"Neville definitely doesn't want anyone to ask around, so you two aren't allowed to ask him this question!"

With that, Hermione hurried away, she had an arithmetic divination before lunch, and she didn't have time to stay here too long.

"Oh, she's taking us all for fools!"

Ron said unhappily.

It was at noon that Harry saw Neville again at the table. He was left alone, not talking to the people around him about the current hot topics, Professor Bryan's unique way of teaching, and the unusual Defence Against the Dark Arts class this morning, but holding a few books and reading them very carefully. He looked much calmer than he had been in class in the morning, but still not quite back to normal, and his eyes were red.

"Are you alright, Neville?" Harry and Ron walked over together, Harry asked.

"Oh, it's fine," Neville replied, "I'm fine, thank you, I'm reading the book Professor Moody lent me."

Neville revealed the title of the book: "The Amazing Aquatic Plants of the Mediterranean and Their Properties".

"It looks like Professor Sprout told Moody that I'm really good at herbalism," Neville said—with a hint of pride in his voice that Harry had rarely heard before, "Professor Moody thought I'd love the book." ”

Just as Ron was trying to hide his loss of being left out of gym class, Harry was sure that Neville was also trying to hide something in front of them, and without thinking, it must be something related to his family, but Harry still kept Hermione's warning in mind and he didn't ask questions about it.

"What's going on?"

Once seated, Harry habitually looked at the faculty table, only to find to his dismay that there were many people missing from the table, Professor Dumbledore was not there, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were not there, and Professor Bryan was also absent, and Snape was still brazenly in his seat.

At lunch or dinner, so many professors were absent at once, this was the first time Harry had encountered a situation since he entered Hogwarts, he couldn't help but wonder if there was something sudden in the school, he immediately looked at Neville, and asked nervously,

"So many professors haven't shown up, have you heard any rumors?"

"They weren't there when I came—"

Neville shook his head innocently.

At the same time, the castle is on the third floor.

With a calm face, Amosta, who was debugging the monitoring mirror in the office, suddenly frowned, he dropped the work in his hand, jumped out of a pile of parts, walked quickly to the door, and opened the door before the door was knocked,

"Guys?"

Looking at the professors blocking his door, including Headmaster Dumbledore, Amosta asked solemnly,

"What's going on?!"

(End of chapter)