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Chapter four hundred and seventy-three Unforgettable curse

"So … do any of you know which spells will be severely punished by the wizard law?" Moody’s said that Whitewater looked at the professor and Ron was named and answered, "Well, that’s right." Ron said uncertainly, "My father told me a … something called the imperius curse, right?"
Moody praised Ron, and at the same time, he said a lot of nonsense to show him-the unlucky spider really did Moody’s spell "Out of Mind!" The spider was controlled to dance the ridiculous Tatu bag dance, and all the students laughed, but Moody didn’t.
"You think it’s funny, don’t you?" He asked gruffly, "Would you like it if I came here?" The laughter disappeared almost immediately. "It’s completely under my control," Moody said softly-then the spider got up and kept rolling around. "I can make it jump out of the window or drown myself or jump into the throat of one of your classmates …" Whitewater smiled. "Professor, I want to try."
"please cast an imperius spell on me. I wonder what it’s like to be controlled like this-you won’t let me get hurt, will you?" This fake Moody still needs to hide his identity, so he can never hurt a student at this time. How could Whitewater not try these spells? Moody’s strange eyes turned around and stared at Whitewater.
"Mr. Lane … I don’t know if you have extraordinary courage or ridiculous desire for self-expression." Moody’s words are not fast. "Sorry, Professor, I think I will meet something similar sooner or later …" Whitewater looked at Moody’s eyes, which was more like a big cat’s curious eyes. Moody paused for a while and all his students looked at Whitewater.
"Well, I’ll make you dance Tatoobag!" Moody’s wand pointed at Whitewater, and a light hit him. Whitewater felt a strange force trying to get into his brain, and another force twitched his muscles, but all these things disappeared with the roar of the white tiger in the sea of thinking. "Huh?" Whitewater raised his hands and looked at it. "It seems that there is no response?"
Even Moody’s eyes shone with surprise, not to mention those good eyes. Almost all the students exclaimed and leaned back. The first time they saw the imperius curse, it was also the first time they saw someone actually resist the imperius curse. "You have a strong soul child Gryffindor plus five points!"
"Who else knows what spell? Illegal spell? " Hermione raised her hand high again, and Neville also raised her hand. "Go ahead," Moody said. His magical eyes turned and stared at Neville.
"There’s one-the mantra of piercing the heart." Neville said softly but clearly that Moody looked at Neville very intently. This time, he looked at "Longbottom, right?" He said that the magic eyes hung down to look at the roster, and Moody took out the second spider. "You need to enlarge the heart-piercing spell to see it clearly." He pointed at the spider with his wand. "It’s getting bigger quickly!"
This spider is almost as big as a dog. Moody said softly that the light hit the spider, and immediately the spider’s legs shrank and clung to its body. At the same time, its body convulsed violently and swayed from side to side. Neville held his hands tightly in front of the table, and his eyes were white and his eyes were wide open, full of fear.
Moody’s raised his wand and the spider’s leg slackened, but it still twitched. Moody mumbled that the spider had shrunk back to its original size. Moody put it back in the bottle. It was extremely painful. Moody said softly, "If you can recite the terrible mantra, you don’t need a thumb clamp or a knife to torture others … this mantra was very popular at one time." Whitewater raised his hand again. "I also hope to experience a professor personally …"
Moody’s eyes were staring at the white waves, and his voice was almost roaring. "Oh? Mr. Lane, do you think you can handle it? Very good! Tough guy-maybe you can really work miracles? After all, you blocked the little imperius curse "Whitewater came out" here! Children, you guys have to come out later. Mr. Lane fell down and hurt himself. "He motioned Neville and Ron to come out and be ready to hold Whitewater at any time."
"drill your heart and bone!" Moody’s said that the white light hit the whitewater "really hurts, but …" Whitewater’s body shrank and his facial features were distorted. The strength of the golden bell jar spontaneously rushed to the south and the white tiger fist directly tore the body’s raging magic. Whitewater got up again. "It’s just like that when you get used to it." His facial features stretched out and revealed a smile.
"Hero" Moody also showed a ferocious smile "Hero!" But he didn’t have Gryffindor plus five points. When Neville grabbed Whitewater’s arm, Whitewater saw his eyes as if he had seen a god. Almost everyone applauded Whitewater’s tough guy.
"Well … does anyone else know any spells?" Hermione raised her hand for the third time, but her hand trembled slightly. "Go ahead," Moody looked at her and said, "Avada Death Curse". Hermione’s novel "Ah" Moody said-he tilted his mouth and twitched with a smile. "But this is the last and most powerful spell, Avada Death Curse …"
He pulled out the third spider "Avada death curse!" " Moody roared that a dazzling green light stung people’s eyes, and at the same time, there was a burst of noise as if an invisible monster flew by-at the same time, the spider turned over and lay on the table with a little scar, but the suspect was dead. Whitewater didn’t want to try it this time-even if Moody would talk about the mystery later, he didn’t try it. "Just looking at this green light can flash past."
"Avada’s death curse needs a strong magic power foundation-you can all point your wands at me and say this spell. I doubt that I will have a nosebleed at most, but that is to teach you how to say the spell without me," Moody said, adding in a small way that "there is also extreme hatred and malice of killing someone."
"Well … these three incantations-Avada’s Death Curse, Soul-taking Curse, and Heart-piercing Curse-are all called unforgivable curses. One of them is enough for Azkaban to sit in prison for a generation. This is what you have to resist. This is what I want to teach you to resist. You need to be prepared, but most importantly, you need to be vigilant at all times and never relax and take out these records …" I have to say that the fake Moody.
Chapter four hundred and seventy-four Coming
It’s very reliable because in one class, Professor Moody claimed that every student would eat his imperius curse. "But-but you said it was an illegal professor." When Moody waved his wand and made desks stand aside in the middle of the classroom to leave a large area, Hermione said uncertainly, "You said-take it as someone else."
"Dumbledore wants you to feel a" Moody said-his magic eye turned around and stared at Hermione hazily and unblinkingly "If you are willing to learn in a more cruel way-waiting for someone to read this spell to you and control you completely-that’s good. I agree that you can go" Whitewater laughed ha ha.
Of course, he was ridiculous. When he went back that day, Neville went directly to Whitewater and wanted Whitewater to teach him how to resist the terrible curse. At that time, Whitewater said to him, "Don’t worry, Neville, you can learn magic martial arts from me and resist this spell-when you grow up, you will find that this terrible curse is almost as unbearable for you as being punched several times."
As a result, all the students went except whitewater, so everyone was overjoyed to watch others make a fool of themselves. It was impossible for normal people to make all kinds of shameful moves. When it was Harry Potter’s turn, the situation changed-this guy came to jump off the table, but it seemed that Harry had half resisted the spell.
As a result, one leg wanted to jump and the other leg refused to hit the corner of the table directly from Harry and then fell to his knees-not surprisingly, his Jill and knees were badly hit … Whitewater saw the female classmates covering their faces and giggling, while guys like Ron swallowed their saliva and gasped, and some people consciously clamped their legs.
Moody’s was very happy to praise Harry. "He almost succeeded! Very good! One more time, Potter! " So unlucky Harry Potter came three times, and finally he successfully resisted the imperius curse and did what Whitewater did from the beginning, "Gryffindor plus five points!" "
All the fourth-grade students noticed that their homework had increased significantly this semester. When the students complained that Professor McGonagall had arranged too many deformation classes and family businesses, Professor McGonagall explained the reason: "You are entering an important period of magic education!" She told them that the square lenses in their eyes shone majestically behind them. "Your OWL exam is coming-"
Of course, most people lament that "the professor didn’t take the exam until the fifth grade". However, Professor McGonagall greatly belittled the deformational standard of these people, saying that Miss Hermione Granger is the qualified deformational messenger, and except Hermione, the scum can’t finish turning the hedgehog into a needle mat worker until now, and Whitewater smiles mysteriously.
"Ah, Professor, I think some of you don’t expect to pass the OWELs exam," Bai Lang said. At the same time, he showed that Professor McGonagall couldn’t say anything because he was laughing at the scum of the street students.
It is also the students themselves who have given up their future prospects, and so is the professor. She waved, "Mr. Lang, please don’t disturb your classmates even if you want to waste your life." White waves have caught a beard. "But if the professor finishes Anima Gus, can he apply for the Transfiguration Grade Examination?"
Professor McGonagall lowered her head slightly and projected her eyes from the glasses. She adjusted her glasses. "Anima Gus? I thought I told you it was a very dangerous move! You didn’t even learn the general deformation experiment well. Anima Gus’s deformation root is suicide-worse than suicide. "
"But Professor, I finished it." When Whitewater said it, all the students said "Oh ……" Of course, they would be surprised because Whitewater is really a scum. His actual performance in gymnastics is the worst, even worse than Neville’s. Now this person says that he has finished the difficult Anima Gus?
Hermione even covered her mouth. Her eyes were full of incredible light. "Really?" Professor McGonagall also got up. "I think it is necessary for you to show me." Whitewater heard her say that "students learn Anima Gus …" The sound was very light, but it should be affirmed that some students had learned Anima Gus when they were young. She was just sighing.
The whitewater started, and he immediately turned into a huge tiger when he rolled on the spot-in exchange for classmates screaming and tables and chairs, they "stopped" when they fled. Professor McGonagall’s words were not high, but all the students calmed down-it should be magic.
"ooh, that’s Anima gus! Still a tiger! " Everyone whispered that Whitewater rolled back to human form again. "I remember to report to the Ministry of Magic?" He asked Professor McGonagall and nodded. "Since you have learned Anima Gus, Mr. Lang, I think you can pass ordinary wizarding level with less deformation."
"but!" She also said seriously, "You still can’t relax your study! I want to know that your level of deformation is so bad? "
Not long after class, the students of the four universities knew that one of Gryffindor’s students became Anima Gus, and this student was quite fierce. Whitewater, an oriental, had been secretly watched by people who could hear the news of these people, and everyone knew the shape of Anima Gus-it was terrible to become a tiger.
The most important thing is that this tiger is still very big-anyway, Gryffindor students say it is bigger than a buffalo, but Whitewater knows that he is just about the same size as a buffalo.
This situation even extended to his teaching course-the history of divination and magic is good, and Professor Vrivi is really curious about the spell class-and he even turned his course into a tiger. "It’s an interesting mantra. Your wand has always worried me about your grades, but Anima Gus … is it magic on himself?" He was lost in thought for a few seconds, but he soon resumed class.
And professor skip? Ah, he’s a little bit weird but much better than treating Harry-"I bet if Harry becomes a deer or something, Skip will definitely try to skin him." Whitewater secretly told Seamus, and Skip’s treatment of Whitewater also said, "It’s amazing-if only you could achieve this step with potions, but now I can recognize you as a potions idiot-you two are right, Mr. Lang and Mr. Seamus. You don’t want potions.
Hagrid is, of course, the most enthusiastic. A white-water tiger is huge and fierce, which is exactly what Hagrid likes, and the students in Slytherin have seen the white-water Anima Gus form-the ferocious and gorgeous tiger form that makes those people feel envious after they are scared.
When I returned to the castle, Whitewater found that a large group of students were crowded at the foot of the marble stairs and put up a big notice around "representatives of the top three hegemony, Sebastian and Demstrong will arrive at 6 pm on Friday, October 30, and the afternoon class will end half an hour-at that time, please send your bags and classes back to the dormitory to meet our guests in front of the castle and then attend the welcome banquet."
This notice in the foyer had a significant impact on people living in the castle. In the following week, people seemed to talk about a topic, the rumor of Triwizard Tournament. Students came and went quickly, like bacteria with strong infection. Who would compete for the Hogwarts Warriors Tournament? What are the events? What are the differences between Busbarton and Demstrong students?
"I think it’s more likely that it’s a gay school." Bai Lang remembered the picture in the film, but almost everyone, including the professors, was very nervous. The whole castle was cleaned cleanly, and it became very frequent to correct the school spirit. Of course, there were students who were always scolded for their poor academic performance, such as Neville and Bai Lang.
On the morning of October 30th, when they had breakfast in their building, they found that the auditorium was decorated overnight with a new wall and huge silk banners hung on it. Each of them represented a college at Hogwarts, with a golden lion on the red background and a bronze eagle on the blue background of Gryffindor, a black badger on the yellow background of Ravenclaw, a silver python on the green background of Hufflepuff and a Slytherin staff table. The biggest banner hanging behind it was the Hogwarts emblem, with the lion, eagle, badger and snake United surrounded by a big letter H.
White Wave is playing with a medal that says SPEW-this is the badge that Hermione preached to him to promote the Elf Protection Association. Neville and White Wave both spent two silver coins to buy this medal. "I agree with you that Hermione shouldn’t have slaves in this world this year, and people should pay them a rest day." His words seem much better than Ron and Harry’s-after all, like Hermione, they are all muggle-born, but Harry is more like a wizard from the wizard world.
Hermione’s lobbying didn’t have much effect, but no one dared to mock her-no one dared to say anything sarcastic when he saw Whitewater hanging around with this thing on his chest, even Malfoy.
There was a feeling of expectation and joy in the weather. No one was paying attention to the class. Everyone was thinking that Busbarton and Demstrong were coming tonight, and even the potions class was not as unbearable as usual, because it took half an hour.
When the students and professors were dressed, they led the students to file up the steps and lined up in front of the castle. It was a cold and fresh evening, and the night was coming. The moon was white and half-transparent. When they waited for a little long, they were impatient. Dumbledore shouted in the back row with his teacher, "Ah! If I am not mistaken, the representative of Busbarton has arrived! "
Chapter four hundred and seventy-five Calcium guy group
When the black monster passed the treetops of the forbidden forest and was illuminated by the lights of the castle window, they saw a huge pink-blue carriage flying towards them. It was as big as a house, and twelve winged horses were pulling it to fly. They were all silver-maned horses, each about the size of an elephant.
The carriage flew lower in direct proportion to the rapid speed, and the first three rows of students hurried back-and then an earth-shattering noise scared Neville to jump back and step on the foot of a Slytherin fifth-grade classmate-and saw those horseshoes thumping to the ground, all of which were as big as dishes, and the carriage also landed on the ground in a blink of an eye, and the huge wheels shook, while the golden horses shook their huge heads and red eyes turned round and round.
Whitewater looked at this picture, but his mind was thinking about the picture in the shadow-he was a little dim about Busbarton, but he still remembered what groups of beautiful women dressed as hunting clothes walked by in unison, but there was no doubt that what impressed him most was Demstrom’s gay figure …