Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

Hermione’s lateness was unavoidable, but when Moody’s anger surged, he saw Tweel following behind, and he immediately became angry and dare not speak out.

As a Death Eater loyal to Voldemort, Barty Jr. was not afraid of Tweel, but he also did not want to have a direct conflict with him.

“Five points from Gryffindor!”

“ah?”

“What, you want another confinement? Let me tell you, my confinement will not be as gentle as some professors!” Moody yelled at the whole class with meaning.

The nearest Hermione shrank her neck in fright and trotted back to her seat.

“Professor Welfare, please find a seat and sit down. Oh, it seems there are no empty seats here.” Moody pretended to glance around.

“This is not good. You can’t ask students to give up their seats to you, right?” He ignored the students who frantically signaled that he didn’t mind, “Why don’t you ask Professor Welfare to stand for a while…”

Tver ignored his weirdness, walked to the edge of the classroom, and sat down facing the air.

Under everyone’s surprised gazes, a beautiful soft stool slowly extended from the ground, holding his butt just right.

“What’s wrong?” Tver asked calmly.

“No…nothing.”

“Then let’s start class. It’s been delayed a lot, and the students have been looking forward to it for a long time.”

Moody cleared his throat and took a few deep breaths to calm down.

There is no need to get to know him…

“I learned from Dumbledore that you have learned a lot about how to deal with magical creatures, and you have also learned some magical spell-resolving methods from Professor Welfare.”

The students suddenly burst into laughter with pride.

According to complaints from some senior students, the only reliable professors over the past seven years have been Professors Foley and Lupine.

And these two, especially Professor Foley, happened to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors who accompanied them, the fourth year students.

“but–”

Moody drawled his voice, making this turn attract everyone’s attention.

“——I find that you still lack a lot of experience and coping skills when dealing with some…extremely powerful magic.”

“Extremely powerful?” Hermione asked a little uneasily.

“That’s right!” Moody walked to the podium excitedly.

“Originally, I planned to teach you some regular magic like Professor Welfare did.”

He smiled proudly, but his scarred face looked very ferocious.

“But I think you should try to get in touch with some… black magic…”

“Especially, dark magic that cannot be used casually in the magic world!”

“Then we shouldn’t learn these, right?” Hermione’s uneasiness turned into fear, and her voice trembled.

Apparently, she had realized what magic Moody was talking about.

“I bet everyone’s favorite welfare professor was already playing with the dark arts like an ant when he was your age.”

“As a reminder, Durmstrang’s students study dark magic under the care and guidance of many professors.”

A teacher can also be regarded as a professor, Tver emphasized in his mind, there is nothing wrong with this!

“So, this class is taught by me.” Moody proudly opened the drawer and took out three glass bottles, which contained spiders with snarling claws.

“Instead of waiting until some evil wizard wants to harm them, then you have the opportunity to see this.”

No one retorted, so he simply opened a glass bottle and took out the spider inside.

“So, in the magical world, what kind of magic will be punished by the most severe laws once it is used on people?”

Ron held the wand and forced himself to give the spider a “spider retreat” – this was the magic he practiced the most.

“I remember one, uh, my dad told me.”

“what is that?”

“Yes…it’s the Imperius Curse, it should be, I can’t remember clearly——”

“That’s right!” Moody raised his wand and pointed it at the spider in his hand.

“The soul is out of body!”

The spider spit out a white silk thread, then hung on Moody’s hand and swayed back and forth, as if playing on a swing.

But its movements were very stiff, as if there were countless threads controlling its movements, leading it to dance a tap dance.

Tver looked at this with amusement.

From this perspective, Barty Jr.’s accomplishments in the Imperius Curse are nothing more than this.

If he were to perform it, the spider would be extremely natural and dance as if it were of its own will.

This is the clever soul-stealing curse.

Let the controlled creature still maintain its original intention

Chi, in addition to obeying every command of the controller.

“It’s funny?” Moody looked at the laughing students and asked loudly, “What if you are the one being controlled? What if I control this spider to jump into your throat?!”

“This is the soul-stealing curse, which can turn an innocent life into a puppet in your hands. Although you can resist this magic with your will, it undoubtedly requires a strong personality.”

“At the beginning, many wizards claimed that they were controlled by the Imperius Curse. As for the truth, we have to ask their hearts.”

He controlled the spider to jump back into the glass bottle and took out the second one.

“Does anyone know of any others? The illegal ones.”

Under everyone’s surprised gazes, Neville hesitated but finally raised his hand firmly.

“Son, tell me.”

“It’s the Cruciatus Curse…” Neville said softly.

Moody’s expression became intensely focused, his eyes fixed on Neville.

“Longbottom?”

Neville nodded slightly.

“Get bigger quickly! So you can see more clearly,” Moody raised the spider clearly, “Crush the bones!”

The spider suddenly curled up and rolled into a ball, twitching violently.

It made no sound, yet it frightened everyone more than the most frightening sound in the world.

“Stop!” Hermione screamed.

Everyone followed her gaze and saw Neville’s hands tightly gripping the table in front of him, his joints turning white, his eyes wide open, and he kept breathing heavily.

“The Cruciatus Curse is the most cruel method of torturing people. This magic can make people feel as if every inch of their bodies is radiating pain.”

“And it’s painful, and it can kill someone.”

Moody belatedly put away his wand, put the spider back into the glass bottle, and took out the third spider.

“But there is also a magic that can easily destroy lives.”

He placed the restless spider on the desk in front of Hermione.

“Miss Granger, will you name it?”

“Avada Kedavra…”

Hermione secretly glanced at the expressionless Tver, lowered her head and whispered.

Harry suddenly had an ominous premonition. His eyes widened and he suddenly looked at Moody raising his wand.

“Avada eats the big melon!”

A flash of green light he would never forget struck the poor spider with pinpoint precision.

There was no tap dance, no twitching, the spider was turned upside down and motionless by the killing curse.

It’s dead.

Harry realized this immediately.

“The Death Curse is the most feared spell in the magic world. It is also a terrifying magic that even the Iron Armor Curse cannot resist.”

Moody muttered to himself.

“Okay, what are you still doing here? Hurry and record it!”

“There is almost no way to resist these three spells, so they are also collectively called the three unforgivable curses.”

“Once someone discovers that you have used these three magics, the Ministry of Magic will never hesitate to imprison you in Azkaban!”

The students were shocked and quickly wrote down these words in their notebooks.

Or maybe they have been engrained in their minds.