Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

"Maybe someone has to ask, since there is no curse, why should I show you this?" Moody shouted and shocked the class. "Because you must understand, you must be fully aware." What is the worst. You don't want to find yourself facing the situation you are facing now, be alert at all times!"

"Well, these three spells, Avadasso's curse, the curse of the soul, and the curse of the soul are all called unforgivable curses. Any one of these spells can be used on humans, enough to sit in Azkaban for a lifetime. Jail, this is what you have to learn to resist. This is what I want to teach you to resist. You need to be prepared. You need to be alert, but most importantly, you need to be vigilant and never let go. Feather pen, record these"

No one is talking, everyone is busy taking notes and recording these three unforgivable curses.

Just as everyone thought that this section of the Dark Defence class that brought great touch to everyone would end, Moody suddenly said, "Next, I will use the Soul of the Soul directly on you to demonstrate the power of this spell. See if they can resist the influence of it. This was originally learned in the classroom, but since Ivan Mason is a genius who is known as the future star of the magic world, I think I can try it in advance. ”

His words just said that there was a bang in the classroom, and various arguments suddenly seemed like a flood of suffocation.

Everyone was surprised to see Moody and Ai Wen, a little face full of excitement.

They didn't get it wrong, Mad-Eye Hamody actually wanted to use the Soul of the Evil.

God, this is absolutely crazy!

Everyone is excited and terrified, looking forward to what will happen next in uneasiness.

As for the Slytherin students, don’t even say it, one by one, gloating to see Ai Wen suffer.

Moody's just took control of what the spider did, and it was still vivid.

If Ai Wen came to a tap dance like this in front of everyone, it would definitely be a big news that made the whole school sensational.

Everyone is talking about it. Only Colin, Ginny and other students with good relations with Ai Wen are worried.

They are afraid that Ai Wen will suffer, and it is definitely not good for the evil black magic of underage little wizards.

Ai Wen did not feel anything. The other party told him in advance last night that he was prepared to do so.

I just didn't think that this counterfeit goods would be so eager to wait.

"Mason, come out!" Moody waved his wand, and the desks were on the sidelines, leaving a large open space in the middle of the classroom.

"Professor, you want to use the Soul Curse for me naturally, but I have to remind you that it is a serious violation to use this spell on others." Ai Wen said slowly, "You just said that this It is enough to stay in Azkaban for a lifetime. It is not a pleasant place, there may be no fresh blood and food."

A moment of silence, the other people blinked and stared at Evan, seemingly did not understand what he meant.

Moody's incomplete nose shook unnaturally, but his face was expressionless.

"Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention!" He turned his eyes with magical eyes, staring at Ai Wen with a sly slyness, and said in a cold voice, "Dumbledore wants me to teach you how to feel." If you are willing to learn the curse of the soul in a more cruel way, waiting for someone to read this spell to you, and control you completely in the palm of your hand, that's fine, I agree, you can go, never appear in mine. In class."

The atmosphere is tense, the students in the classroom are watching two people, it seems to see if Ai Wen will leave.

Of course, Avon can't be scared away, it's too embarrassing. He has confidence in his brain closure. Since the opponent has made up his mind to use the Soul Curse on him, then try it and see who is at the end.

Ai Wen stood up and patted the school uniform robes gently.

Under the intense gaze of everyone, he went to the middle of the classroom and walked to the open space where Moody had just moved out of the desk.

Moody lifted his wand and looked at him in disgust. The expression seemed to swallow Ai Wensheng.

"Professor, you can start!" Ai Wen whispered.

Moody was not polite, he raised his wand directly and said, "The soul is out!"

In the next second, Ai Wen felt that her soul had become light and fluttering.

The thoughts and worries in my mind are swept away, leaving only a misty, invisible joy.

He stood there, feeling particularly relaxed, carefree, and vaguely aware that everyone was watching him.

Unlike the ordinary sorcerer's curse, Moody's magic carries a strange power.

This power is particularly powerful and special evil.

Driven by it, the power of the Soul Curse is far beyond the power of the general Black Wizard.

The powerful force is pulling the soul of Ai Wen, taking him away from his body and never coming back.

However, compared with the power of the evil spirits, this is not enough.

Almost at the moment when Moody's enchanted the curse, Avon's brain closure was naturally initiated.

All the external spiritual invasions were all resisted, and the power of magic could not penetrate into the brain of Ai Wen.

In that kind of feeling of floating in less than a second, his consciousness returned to his mind.

The scenery in front of her eyes gradually became clear, and Ai Wen cracked the powerful spirit of the other.

However, fake Moody did not know.

No matter who he is or how strong his strength is, he probably didn't think that Ai Wen would break away from the curse so quickly. He thought that Ai Wen had been controlled by himself.

It was clear to see that his terrible face flashed a glimmer of joy.

Ivan did not say anything, I want to see what the other party is going to do next.

Then, I heard Moody's voice echoing in a distant corner of his head.

"Jump up, jump three times in place, jump three times"

This request is too simple, and Ai Wen jumped three times in the same place, according to the other party's orders.

He could hear a sneer in the classroom, and the Slytherin students probably thought they were controlled by the Imperius Curse before they made such a funny action. They called Moody to control Ai Wen to do it. More excessive things.

Moody nodded and agreed, and seemed to be satisfied with Ai Wen’s reaction.

The next second, the voice in Ai Wen’s mind was once again remembered.

This time is no longer a command, but a godsend!

As Ivan envisioned, after the guy controlled him, he couldn’t help but start exploring his memory. (To be continued.)