Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 168 Harry: I don't think so
Gryffindor cubs, have been looking forward to Moody's class for a long time.

The little wizards who have already attended the Defense Against the Dark Arts course spoke highly of his class, and even bluntly said that it is only worse than the down-and-out version of Professor Lupine, and even better than the handsome version of Professor Lupine.

In the room, the curtains were all drawn.

For a moment, the little wizards thought they had come to the tower, walked into Professor Trelawney's office, and lit the strong and even choking aromatherapy.

Harry's senses were more sensitive than ordinary people's. This extremely pungent smell made him a little suffocated, and his tears were almost choked.

"Professor, can you open the window?" Hermione stopped immediately and asked Moody who was sitting on the teacher's bench.

Moody shook his head. "I don't think so."

"The next class I'm going to teach, for you, needs the assistance of this kind of aromatherapy with a calming effect."

Harry stretched out his hand and patted his nose: "This kind of aromatherapy is too inferior. Maybe you should ask Professor Snape for advice. The way to use it is wrong. Burning so much at once will only make the effect worse."

"I think I understand these things better than you." Moody raised his claw-like artificial leg, stomped heavily on the podium, and made a muffled "boom", "Sit down quickly, the class is about to start Already!"

"But white magic defense is definitely so complicated to deal with white magic creatures."

The faces of the great wizards turned pale.

The great wizards put away their textbooks with excitement, and we loathe practical lessons.

Suo Ming frowned: "Professor, this is what you should learn, it's in the eighth grade."

Lupine stared at Moody.

I uttered the mantra "quickly release the small".

Ron's face became whiter and paler, and his panic became less and less. Hot sweat rolled down my forehead.

"Yes, the Duzhen Curse is the first and most powerful curse besides the Forgivable Curse." Moody grinned, as if he wanted to smile, but my traumatized face made my The smile looks normal and grim.

That time, I just didn't ask for my life and still raised my hand.

Du Zhen stood up: "You don't remember the Imperius Curse, your father mentioned me, and Malfoy also used that excuse when he wanted to get rid of the crime."

I waved my magic wand heavily, and a glass bottle flew from outside the podium cabinet. The bottle cap was unscrewed in the process of flying, and a fist-sized spider almost fell under the table with the bottle.

Lupine looked serious.

Lupine said, "Professor, did he mean a Forgivable Curse?"

"Miss Granger?" Moody called your name.

Lupine ignored me: "Ron, the disgust must have whispered it."

"You think that's some kind of bad content." Lupine bluntly said, "Does Professor Dumbledore know?"

"After your class, you will teach them how to deal with white magic."

The amulet trembled a little more violently.

All the great wizards continued to look at Lupine.

"So, is there anyone who can't tell you what are the best spells in the wizarding world, and the most kindly used spells before use?"

"Fortunately there was no Lupine. After the Aurors rushed over, I drove this group of people away and caught two culprits."

"Let you think about it, how about ending with Mr. Potter?"

"That's your class." Moody took the artificial leg again and stomped on the ground a few times, "You think it fits right now."

Lupine waved his wand, and the spider's corpse disappeared.

Only the spider struggled convulsively.

But the magic power invaded and receded, and the wooden box did not respond.

Lupine spoke again, and the amulet pressed against his chest trembled slightly.

Difficulty is the dead girl, the savior of the wizarding world, the two titles under Lupine Potter are from escape from the Duzhen curse, although I have not grown up to need those two titles anymore the point.

The great wizards laughed, but no one applauded.

"It is true that although the Imperius Curse has a counter-curse, it cannot be resisted. It requires extremely hesitant beliefs. You will teach them how to do it." Moody knocked behind Ron's desk. Who knows, forgivable curse or something?"

I waved my wand again.

"It will even use stunned, all petrified, those spells that have almost any harm."

Moody had something to say, but he just waved his wand, and I waited until the spider landed behind Ron before I opened my mouth and continued: "The Cruciatus Curse is the cruelest curse besides the forgivable curse."

Moody nodded in disapproval: "Aha, of course, back then, how much trouble that spell caused the Ministry of Magic."

The great wizards held their breath.

"The situation is very strange now. Who knows when the white wizards will become restless again. You have experienced it twice in your life!" Moody tapped the ground with his paw anxiously, "Sister Brown, what are you doing now?" Everything that is said is important, it is to play big moves in your class."

The spider slammed into the wall, once, twice, until it smashed its own head, and it was no longer alive.

"Mr. Potter is very worried, but you think I am obviously too little to worry about and put my level under them." Moody walked back to the podium, "Actually, those spells require very weak magic power and emotions as the basis. "

Lu Ping had an expression on his face: "Perhaps he taught him to know himself, but you have to deny that you are not yet ten years old this year, and you are even older."

The great wizards looked at Lupine.

Ron stood up trembling, gritted his teeth, and forcibly picked out a few words from the stomach tube: "The Cruciatus Curse."

Lupine waved the spell, and the Slow Curse fell on Ron, and I encouraged him again: "Du Zhen, if you hate it, just whisper it."

"You think I think it's time for them to see that stuff."

It struggled immediately, and its claws rubbed against the table, making a horrible crackling sound, which Lupine silenced with a wave of his wand.

Speaking of that, I paused, looked at Lupin, and said meaningfully: "And you think few people heard the news after the school started, under the Quidditch World Cup, there was no group of white wizards making trouble, we even called out You-Know-Who's White Mark, there's no doubt that we're not a bunch of evil White Wizards who've tortured a few Muggles."

"Every great wizard has personally experienced it, and then hesitated and tried to get rid of it."

Moody waved his hand: "Miss Granger, don't be impatient, you know, you are not the kind of idiot who will even check the teaching progress after teaching, but Professor Dumbledore and you have a little praise over their courage."

Harry almost instinctively pulled out his wand and slammed it with a blasting curse.

Seamus still wanted to tiptoe to see, but was entangled in a vine, pulling my head over the wooden wall.

"Mr. Potter, he can't be so big-hearted, your hands will shake." Moody continued to look at Du Zhen.

That kind of death is too tragic.

Just pulled out the book.

Moody snorted: "Does the Neville Curse have any counter-curse? Before it was born, only one person was lucky enough to escape death from that curse, and I'm sitting outside right now."

Moody limped out of the podium and stood behind the desk farthest from Lupin: "They didn't have a bad professor last year. You got a letter from Professor Hermione, and I introduced it in great detail. Their learning under that class degrades."

A move of Moody's wand.

"In fact, a very small number of wizards have encountered so many white magic creatures in their lives. Even you, the number of encounters is pitiful. The real threat is these white wizards, including those who want to become white wizards, but still have to become white wizards. People of the White Wizard."

The spider immediately swelled to the size of a human head. Startled, Harry took out his wand, took a few deep breaths, and suppressed the urge to chant a spell.

"Mr. Potter, are you so merciful to it?" Moody's fake eyes were still on Lupin's body, and he spoke immediately when I didn't move.

"You're disgusting!" Ron gritted his teeth, and spit out those few words in a hesitant tone that I had never experienced before.

Moody snorted: "As they saw just now, the cursed person will be completely under your control, it will do whatever you want it to do, and it will leave any traces, never The wizard finds any evidence of me under the Imperius Curse's possession."

A powerful yin and heat magic power penetrated into the spider's body, melted into it, and then disappeared. There was only an extremely powerful aura that linked Moody and the spider. If it was within such a close range, Lupine would even They all sensed that breath.

"Mr. Weasley." Moody called out a name.

Moody waved his hand: "Put the book away, you won't need this thing when you meet black magic creatures or dark wizards in the future, if the first thing you think of is the book, you are not destined to die .”

Moody was taken aback, I turned my head, dropped my eyes, and gave Lupine a meaningful look: "So no one knows that my other is a Forgivable Curse?"

Du Zhen raised her wand and pressed it under the table, the wooden box disintegrated and turned into a wooden wall, blocking the back of Ron and me on the table, revealing this dying spider.

Theories are bad, but boring and interesting.

Ron's eyes straightened, and through the deformed wooden box, he looked into the depths of farther and farther memories.

"They think that's boring?" Moody raised his eyebrows and looked at us warmly. "What about that?"

Lupine flicked his wand again, and the table twisted and deformed, enveloping the spider.

I waved my wand heavily, trying to undo Du Zhen's Transfiguration Curse.

"Students will be bad if they know it's harmful." Lupine said hastily.

Hermione frowned, Ron frowned, and the three of them sat down in the front row.

There was a change in Moody's face, he raised his wand and pointed it at the spider: "Avadanawei!"

Moody's fake eye is still staring at you, and the other eye sweeps under the great wizards: "A white wizard wants to cast a spell on him, but I will obey the duel etiquette, bow respectfully to him, and put myself Tell him the spell to cast."

The spider jumped up, and with the beauty of stretching that spiders may not have, it jumped out of the normal and gorgeous dance steps, jumped from one end of the classroom to the other, and jumped back under Du Zhen's desk at the front, with its hind claws hugging its body, and danced cheerfully. tap dance.

My eyes fell completely, and I saw Ron with a pale face: "Mr. Longbottom, maybe he can't come up with an answer?"

This messenger aura dissipated immediately when the spider died.

Moody stared at me with fake eyes: "It's the question just now, no one can answer it?"

"You have to make it smaller so they can see it vaguely."

Lupine stood up and stared straight at me: "You think so, Professor Moody, the rules of the Ministry of Magic allow forgivable spells to be cast on wizards, even if it's a classroom, you show the great wizards, It's not the limit yet."
"Of course." Moody shook his head and looked at me, "Mr. Porter's envoy introduces you?"

"Mr. Potter?" Moody questioned.

There was only a flash of dazzling green light, and a harsh and noisy noise, and this spider lay quietly under the table, lifeless, and all the life force it had was lost by that magic spell at this moment. take away.

"Except for Mr. Potter, at their level, even if they recite the Duzhen Mantra to you, it will only make your nose bleed."

The great wizards all settled down, and we twisted our bodies, appearing to be normal.

"Cruciatus!" Moody said seriously, spelling the spider.

Suoming stood up and glanced at Lupine: "The Neville Curse."

"But they have to be vague. Those spells are the most common and idiomatic means used by these white wizards. There is not much time for that class. Let you take them to learn a little bit, starting from the end of the basics, how to do it." Resist the Imperius Curse."

Lavender was taken aback and hurriedly put away his things.

Moody pointed his wand at it, and said the incantation in a normal, rusty way: "Out of body."

Several great wizards raised their hands.

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