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Boom!

The silver-skinned giant fell to the ground.

His face was filled with extreme fear.

His chest was burnt black by the green light.

All the flesh was gone.

Only the blackened ribs were left.

Apparently, the silver scales that could deflect all spells were completely unable to resist the killing curse that no one could match.

Deathly silence.

No one in the entire auditorium spoke.

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.

Even Moody stared with his single eye wide open.

The look on the boy's face seemed to be more solemn than when he faced Quirrell just now.

Staring blankly at the silver-skinned giant that they had tried their best but could not defeat, he died just like that...

They were greatly shocked.

Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta...

The sound of ta-ta was particularly clear in the empty space.

The blond boy rode his horse slowly closer.

Until he stopped in front of Tonks.

He looked down at her.

Asked softly.

Tonks was stunned.

Those brown eyes were as deep as a pool.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Although the other person looked young.

But a boy riding a horse just saved you from the brink of death.

This... It's hard not to think about it!

There was an inexplicable sense of embarrassment.

Replied in a panic.

"I... I'm fine..."

But she hadn't finished her answer.

The boy raised his hand inadvertently.

Pushed her aside.

Passed her without any nostalgia.

Walked briskly towards Professor McGonagall standing behind her.

Asked Professor McGonagall standing behind her kindly.

"Professor! Are you okay? God, I was so worried just now!"

Deveraux immediately turned over and got off the horse.

Circled around Professor McGonagall.

Make sure she was not burned by the fierce fire.

It seemed that the coldness and determination just now were just illusions.

McGonagall answered in a daze.

"Uh... I... I'm fine."

Tonks realized that the boy was not even as tall as her ribs.

He was a real child.

"Oh my God, what was I thinking just now!"

Tonks took a deep breath.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself in her heart.

She wanted to find a place to bury herself!

But the others present were not so calm.

They immediately began to discuss in low voices.

"Is that... is that the Avada Kedavra curse?"

A young Auror's voice was a little hoarse.

He exclaimed almost in a whisper.

The older companion next to him had a complicated expression.

He looked at the boy in fear.

"I have never seen such a young person who can... use Avada Kedavra without hesitation."

Flitwick stared at the boy.

After a long while, he shook his head and whispered.

"Killing Curse? It's definitely not just the Killing Curse. This kid has the courage... and determination to cast such a spell without any scruples... Where did he learn it from? There is absolutely no place in the school where you can learn the Killing Curse!"

Looking at Deveraux who was asking Professor McGonagall about what happened at this time.

Moody muttered to himself in a voice that others could not hear.

"And he is blond and brown-eyed... Chinese and French? At this age, there is only one person who could be."

Moody seemed to recall something.

He took a deep breath.

He walked towards Deveraux with an extremely serious expression.

"Professor, so you listened to my intelligence at that time, and then contacted the principal's office... uh... the principals, confirmed that Quirrell was a dark wizard, and then caught him in the cafeteria, and then fed him truth serum, and he became like this?"

Deveraux asked in shock.

For him.

If Quirrell really has such a huge energy in his body.

Then he should be able to see it from the entry.

But when Deveraux saw him for the last time.

The entry on Quirrell's body had not changed at all.

Otherwise, he would have reminded Professor McGonagall.

And it was too late to look now.

Looking back at the silver-skinned giant lying motionless on the ground.

Deveraux himself was surprised by the power of the Killing Curse.

To be honest, he had thought that the Killing Curse might not be rebounded by the skin of the silver-skinned giant.

But he really didn't expect that it would kill him directly.

It can only be said that the level that no one can match is indeed valuable.

At this time, Professor McGonagall suddenly grabbed Deveraux's shoulders.

Stared into his eyes.

Said to Deveraux very seriously and urgently.

"Deveraux, where did you learn the Killing Curse from?"

Deveraux was a little confused.

He wanted to say directly that he learned it from Marcus.

But then he thought about it.

If the Aurors knewMarcus used the Killing Curse to attempt to murder his classmates.

Wouldn't that mean he would have to spend the rest of his life in Azkaban?

In a hurry, Deveraux blurted out.

"I... I learned it in Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

Obviously, this was not an explanation that people could easily accept.

Professor McGonagall was stunned when she heard it.

But when she looked up.

Her expression became more urgent.

She spoke in a very low voice beside Deveraux's ear.

"Okay... okay, Deveraux, I don't care where you learned this spell from. Next, if they ask you, you just say... Quirrell said that this spell can be used at will, understand?"

Deveraux nodded in a daze at this time.

At this time.

A rough voice sounded in his ears.

"Mr. Deveraux Alexander, right?"

Deveraux looked back.

He immediately saw a face that Deveraux would remember for the rest of his life.

There was a man with scars all over his face, his face was as if he had been cut by a knife and an axe.

Deverot could not tell whether he was more scared seeing this face or seeing Snape's face.

But when he saw the big and scary blue artificial eye on this man's face.

He immediately confirmed it.

This man was "Mad-Eye" Moody!

The best Auror in the original book!

Deverot also immediately understood Professor McGonagall's intention just now.

Probably because he was afraid that he would go to jail for using the Unforgivable Curse.

But Deverot was not afraid.

After all, he used it when arresting criminals.

But he could see it clearly.

If he didn't come.

Everyone in the audience would probably walk out of the hall.

So Deverot turned around calmly and nodded.

"Yes, sir."

Moody's good eye stared at him tightly

and looked at him.

And the blue artificial eye was rolling up and down.

He kept scanning Deveraux's body.

When he thought of this artificial eye that could see through things, Deveraux felt uncomfortable all over.

After looking him over, Moody slowly spoke.

"It's true that seeing is believing, Mr. Alexander. Dumbledore has praised you to the sky, saying that you are an unparalleled magic genius..."

Finally, both of his eyes were directed to Deveraux's face.

"Just like your father."

Deveraux's mouth curled up when he heard it.

"Although I am a humble person, I don't think it's boasting."

Moody seemed very satisfied with this answer.

He grinned and chuckled.

Uh.

To be honest.

Moody's face is really more hideous when he smiles than when he doesn't smile.

"Moody, if you have anything to ask my student, ask it quickly. If you don't have it, I will take him to rest!"

Professor McGonagall said coldly behind Deveraux.

Moody raised an eyebrow.

He spread his hands.

"Okay, I just have one question, Alexander, where did you learn the Killing Curse?"

Deveraux answered truthfully.

"I learned it from Professor Quirrell's demonstration in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this morning."

The smile on Moody's face froze.

His brows wrinkled visibly.

"You mean, Quirrell demonstrated it in class, and you learned it?"

Deveraux nodded.

He added honestly.

"Yes, in fact, not only the Killing Curse, I also learned the Imperius Curse and the Cruciatus Curse."

(Thanks for everyone's support yesterday. Actually, I'm not a full-time writer. I update every day during my internship, so... I can't wait to update ten times unless I kill myself (╥_╥))