People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 226 Mad-Eye Moody and the Unforgivable Curses

"Excitement? Are you going to class, or..." Hermione looked meaningfully at the two twins who had turned into sticky big dogs and stuck to Aphrodite, with a "you know" smile on her lips.

The more they talked, the more unspeakable expressions appeared on Fred and George's faces.

This made Ron and Harry very curious about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

However, they will have to wait until Thursday for their first Moody class.

After going through the torture of Snape and Trelawney, the two people who were full of expectations finally welcomed the class that everyone was looking forward to.

Especially Neville, who blew up six cauldrons. He has now become Snape's number one enemy, and he and Seamus are known as the "Gryffindor Explosion Duo".

"Cheer up, Neville." Afro, who arrived late, could only sit with Neville, who had no tablemate.

Neville lowered his head in frustration, staring unfocused at the book in front of him.

He listened to Afro's encouragement and gave a forced smile, "Thank you, Afro."

"It seems like you say these two words every time you see me."

Afro thought back to the few times she and Neville had met, and it seemed that they were all spent in "thank you" and "you're welcome".

Neville glanced at the girl calmly and quickly, then quickly lowered his head, turning into a snail that stayed at its home, no matter what was in front of it, it could not tempt him to stick his head out.

Without waiting for an answer, Afro leaned over the table, holding a feather pen and drawing random patterns on a blank notebook, "Will you go there again?"

She was talking about the Room of Requirement.

Neville also thought of going there, so of course he would go. Not only was it the same as before, but there were also many small items related to Aphrodite added.

He wanted to say something, but the classroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Moody limped into the classroom, wrote his name on the blackboard with his wand, stood in front of the desk, raised the silver hip flask and took a sip.

"What the hell is he drinking?" Avro heard Ron mutter from the next table.

"Answer my question." Moody walked up to Ron and stared at him with his scary fake eyes. "What are the Unforgivable Curses?"

The magic eye spun wildly, as if monitoring every corner of the classroom without blind spots, not missing any of the students' small movements.

Ron glanced at Moody and lowered his head with a guilty look on his face. "My father did mention one thing - the Imperius Curse."

"Of course your father knows. This spell has caused a lot of trouble for the ministry." Moody returned to the podium, took out a bottle, and poured out a spider from it.

He pointed the tip of his wand at the spider, but his eyes were on the students sitting below.

"Out-of-body experience!"

The spider then began to jump around as if it was dancing.

Moody manipulated the wand, causing the spider to float up and then fall down. "It's completely under my control. I can make it jump out of the window--"

The spider floated out of the window and hung in mid-air.

"Or drown in the water."

The spider floated above the bucket again. It seemed to sense the danger and kept struggling, spitting out silver threads from its abdomen in an attempt to fight for a chance of survival.

However, it still ended its life in the water.

Ron shuddered at the sight. Moody expressionlessly took out the second bottle, which also contained a spider.

"Who can tell me the second spell?"

With that, he walked over to Neville, took the spider and placed it on his book, "Longbottom, you come here."

Neville trembled and stared at the spider for a long time without uttering a word.

"Professor Sprout told me that you have a talent for Potions." Moody's voice became soft, but Neville still swallowed.

"I, I know there's another one called—"

Afro took advantage of the concealment of the desk and quietly grasped his clenched fist.

Neville paused for a moment, half-closed his eyelids, and didn't look Moody in the eye. "There is also a Cruciatus Curse."

"That's right! That's right!" Moody said several good words excitedly because of Neville's answer.

He pointed his wand at the spider again, "Crucio!"

This time the spider curled up, its body twitching violently in pain that no one could understand.

Neville closed his eyes and turned his head away, not daring to look at it.

And Moody clearly enjoyed the process.

Afro looked at the twitching spider. If it could make a sound, it would definitely be a crazy scream.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but tighten her grip on Neville's wrist. His parents had also been tortured by Death Eaters in this way.

What kind of perseverance and faith did they need to be willing to be tortured rather than surrender to the enemy?

"That's enough!" Afro stood up, her eyes fixed on Neville, whose face was filled with pain. She held Neville's shoulders and pushed him back to his seat.