The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

"You think it's fun, don't you?" Seeing the little wizards below laughing, Moody asked in a rough voice with some anger, "Would you like it if I did this to you?"

After hearing the purpose's words, the laughter below suddenly stopped and disappeared almost immediately.

"It's completely under my control," Moody said softly. At this moment, the spider got up and started rolling around.

"I can let it jump out of the window, or drown itself, or jump into the throat of one of your classmates..."

After hearing this, the little wizards below trembled involuntarily. They seemed to understand why Professor Snape was a little afraid of Moody.

"The Imperius Curse can be resisted, and I will teach you how to do it, but it requires a strong personality, and not everyone can master it.

You'd better avoid being hit by it. Stay vigilant at all times!" Professor Moody suddenly yelled, startling everyone.

Moody grabbed the somersaulting spider and threw it back into the glass bottle. Then he took out another healthy spider and placed it on the podium. The spider was motionless and looked frightened.

"Next is the Cruciatus Curse." Moody said, "You need to zoom in a little bit so you can see it clearly," he said, pointing at the spider with his wand, "It's getting bigger quickly!"

The spider swelled and was now larger than a normal wolf spider.

The little wizards sitting in front seemed to have no intention of covering up, and moved their chairs back, as far away from Moody's podium as possible.

It's just that the little snakes in Slytherin all look very interested in these dark magics.

Moody ignored the students' little movements. He raised his wand again, pointed at the spider, and said softly: "Crush the bones!"

Immediately, all the spider's legs were retracted, close to the body, and it turned over. At the same time, the body began to twitch violently, shaking from side to side.

It made no sound, but Rolf believed that if it had vocal organs, it would be screaming at the top of its lungs at this moment.

Moody didn't take away his wand, and the spider began to tremble all over and twitched more violently...

The room was eerily quiet at this time. It seemed that everyone was startled by the sharp scream of the spider and fell into a kind of fear. No one continued to say anything.

Moody raised his wand, and the spider's legs finally relaxed, but they were still twitching unconsciously, which made people feel inexplicably distressed.

"Shrink fast," Moody muttered. The spider shrank back to its original size, and Moody put it back into the bottle.

"Excruciating pain," Moody said softly. "If you can recite the Cruciatus Curse, you don't need to use thumb clamps or knives to torture others... This spell was also very popular at one time."

"The following is the last and most powerful spell, Avada Kedavra... it is a death curse..."

After saying that, he put his hand into the glass bottle again. The third spider seemed to know the impending doom and crawled around the bottom of the bottle desperately, trying to avoid Moody's fingers, but he still caught it.

Put it on the podium.

The spider began to crawl desperately on the wooden table again, but Moody ignored it and just raised his wand. Everyone suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Avada Kedavra!" Moody yelled.

A dazzling green light pierced people's eyes, and at the same time there was a chaotic sound, as if an invisible giant was flying through the air.

At the same time, the spider turned over and lay on its back on the table. There were no wounds on its body, but it was undoubtedly dead.

Several students tried hard to hold back the screams they wanted to make. When the spider slid towards Rolf, the students around them leaned back suddenly and almost fell off their seats.

Moody swept the dead spider off the table and onto the floor.

"It's not pretty," he said quietly, "it's unpleasant. And there's no way to break the spell, so there's no way to resist it.

As far as anyone is aware, only one person has escaped this spell, and he is currently attending Hogwarts."

Everyone immediately realized that he was talking about Harry, the Boy Who Lived.

A picture emerged in everyone's mind at the same time. Did Harry's parents die like this back then?

Moody was talking again, and Rolf felt that his voice came from a far, far away place. When he listened to him talking about Harry, he felt a sense of jerkiness, as if it was not his own memory, but just reading from a script.

Same.

"Avada Kedavra requires very powerful magical power as its foundation. You can all take out your wand, point it at me, and recite this spell. I suspect that I will only get a little nosebleed at most.

But that doesn't matter, I'm here to teach you how to recite the incantation.

So, since there is no solution to the curse, why am I showing you this? Because you have to understand.

You must be fully aware of what's worst, and you don't want to find yourself in the situation those spiders just faced, right?

Stay vigilant at all times!" he shouted, startling the whole class again.

"Okay... these three spells - Avada Kedavra, Imperius Curse, and Cruciatus Curse, as Mr. Scamander said, are called the three unforgivable curses.

Using any one of these spells on a human would be enough to put you in Azkaban for a lifetime.

This is what you have to resist, and this is what I will teach you to resist next.

You need to be prepared, you need to be on guard! But most importantly, you need to be vigilant at all times and never let down. Take out your quill... and record these..."

During the rest of the class, the students were busy taking notes and recording the three unforgivable curses.

Rolf was secretly looking at Professor Moody with his mental power. Yes, Rolf felt the same emotion as him again.

After he talked about the three indescribable curses, the corners of his mouth turned down slightly, as if he was disdainful of the name?

Who is this Moody? Why is he so out of place? The classroom was quiet, no one spoke, and it wasn't until the bell rang that Rolf was awakened...

When Moody announced that get out of class was over, as soon as the students left the classroom, all kinds of discussions suddenly surged like a flood.

Most students talked about the spells in awe, "Did you see the spider twitching?"

"He killed the spider in one go, oh my God! It was that easy!"

"Rolfe, what's wrong with you?" Malfoy kept walking beside him, but there was no sound next to him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"What?" Rolf raised his head in confusion and looked at Malfoy, as if he didn't understand what he just said.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Malfoy asked with concern.

"No, I was just thinking about something..." Rolf continued to say absentmindedly, as if the mystery in his heart was getting bigger and bigger...

First there was the strange majestic voice, then there were the slugs infested at the Quidditch World Cup, and there was this weird Moody... all of this brought fear to Rolf.

In the original plot, these were not included, and it was precisely because of these unknown things that Rolf felt that this year's Hogwarts might be even more unstable than before...