DNF Meets Harry Potter

Such characteristics lead to the fact that many adult wizards can almost master these three spells as long as they study them hard.

The reason why they are listed as Unforgivable Curses is not because there are too many people who know them, and the consequences of not controlling them...

These three spells are meaningless to Karl if he uses them too much, they all do single-target damage.

The Imperius Curse lies in its strategic significance. It's sweet to think about controlling an enemy's companion to stab a knife in the back. Cruciatus Curse tortures, and only the Killing Curse can truly kill people.

But in fact, there are many dead spells in black magic that can kill people. Although the killing curse is sure to kill, it is actually the most tasteless...

Think about the terrifying Fierce Fire Curse, as long as it burns, it will devour everything, or is it a large-scale AOE damage, can it survive if it touches it?

That thing is much more powerful than the Death Curse, at least Karl thought he could dodge the Death Curse by walking around, hide half of the sky from Fiendfire, and wait for death if he doesn't fight it.

"It seems that no one knows..." Moody looked a little disappointed, he shook his head, his gray hair flying wildly.

Kalmer sat down silently, as much as he could cover up in front of Moody.

"Okay, let's change to a simple question." Moody opened the cork, played with the spider inside and continued:

"Then do you know why these three spells are classified as Unforgivable Curses by the Ministry of Magic?"

Indeed, this question is much simpler than the previous one, and what can be directly found in the book is nothing to the Ravenclaws. Soon, the knowledgeable eagles raised their hands own hand.

"Professor! The Avada Kedavra is also known as the death curse. There are only two reasons why it is listed as an unforgivable curse, namely immediate death and irreversibility. It means that once a life is hit by the death curse, the victim will It will lose all vitality in an instant, and this process cannot be reversed!"

"When the Imperius Curse is used on a person, it will cause the other party to lose their mind and do things exactly as the caster intends. Once this magic is successfully used, it is difficult for the victim to recover on their own."

"The person hit by the Cruciatus Curse will feel piercing pain all over the body. The piercing pain will make the caster feel miserable. If the spell continues, the caster will be tortured to the point of madness, or even die..."

Listening to these standard answers, it was rare for Moody not to growl. He nodded in satisfaction to the little wizards who answered this question and added corresponding points to them.

"That's right! But here I need to add that the three Unforgivable Curses are powerful, but they all require strong magical power and spiritual will to support them.

The Imperius Curse is an evil magic that can control other people's minds. If the caster's own spiritual will is not strong, how can he control others?

Similarly, using the Death Curse to deprive a wizard of all the vitality naturally requires powerful magic power to support it... So if you use it on me, it will only make me bleed a little..."

Moody raised the wand in his hand and said pretendingly.

"Really, professor?" Carl immediately became interested when he heard this. He eagerly said, "Even if I use the death curse on you? No, no, I think my magic power is still very strong. Pure and powerful~…”

The corner of Moody's mouth twitched. Although he was reluctant to admit it, if Karl really cast a death curse on him, then he might really die. After all, according to what his master Voldemort said, Carl was able to fight Quirrell back and forth three years ago...

"Ahem..." Moody coughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed.

The other little wizards looked at Moody, who was being coaxed by the cowhide, and showed playful smiles at the same time, and two of them who were a little bolder even laughed out loud.

But soon they stopped laughing, for Moody's magic eye was almost glowing at them.

"Okay, Mr. Harris!" Moody limped off on his wooden leg. "Forgive me for ignoring you. You can do this..."

"Thank you..." Karl nodded politely.

"But!" Moody changed the subject, raised his head abruptly, and cursed viciously at those young wizards watching the fun: "With your current level, even if you use the Death Curse, it's still a question of whether I can get some nosebleeds! "

Moody walked up to the podium while cursing, he pulled out his wand and tapped lightly, and the glass bottle cap with the spider on the podium flew into the air in an instant.

He raised his wand, and a spider leaped screaming from the bottle.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The next moment, a dazzling green light shot out from the tip of the staff, and the little wizards sitting in the front row suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and a chill went from the soles of their feet along the spine to their brains.

The green light sank into the spider's body without hindrance, and an extremely shrill scream resounded throughout the classroom instantly. Some little wizards covered their ears in pain, and the last scream before the death of life was too penetrating.

When Moody retracted his wand, the poor spider had fallen, unscathed, but dead beyond doubt.

Karl has used the death curse many times, and he has long been familiar with this kind of scene, and he even feels sleepy.

But the other little wizards didn't think so. They covered their gaping mouths, trying not to scream. Watching the release of Avada Kedavra at such a close distance greatly shocked their little hearts.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

After a strange silence, the little witches sitting in the front row screamed uncontrollably. In the first class, the three unforgivable curses were revealed. This professor Moody is really a villain!

"Is this...the...power of the Death Curse?" A young wizard who got close stared tremblingly at the spider that was no longer moving, and stumbled and asked. When the green light came on just now, he almost thought he was going to die.

"Of course! You've seen it!" Moody raised his eyebrows and grinned. The scars on his face were almost crowded together, which made his face even more hideous.

"I hope you won't see this spell again in the future. Of course, if you do encounter it, dodging it in time is the best way. After all, death spells don't turn corners, and the way it presents has always been this green light.

If you are proficient in Transfiguration, animating something on the battlefield into an animal can also block it, which is a good way..."

Moody waved his wand, a silent levitation spell suspended the spider's corpse, and a magnifying spell magnified it so that everyone could clearly observe the power of the death spell.