The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

"Harry, Ron, what's wrong with your legs?" During lunch, Rolf saw Harry limping in with Ron's support, and Ron lifted his feet every step he took.

It jumped and looked very weird.

While he rescued Harry from Ron, he asked with concern, secretly complaining in his heart: Are you sure you two can still support each other like this?

"Forget it," Hermione said angrily on the side, "Professor Moody cast the Imperius Curse on each of us today, saying that Professor Dumbledore wanted us to feel what it felt like."

The Imperius Curse? Moody?

These two words were connected together, and coupled with the strangeness that Rolf had noticed before, he immediately felt that the matter was not simple.

Why do you always feel that Moody is taking this opportunity to do something to Harry?

But he used his mental power to carefully explore Harry's body, but found nothing...

"How did the Imperius Curse make Harry's legs lame?" He asked curiously after helping Harry to the Gryffindor table.

"Because... when he saw that I could resist the Imperius Curse, he cast it four more times on me. He said he wanted me to try to see if I could completely escape the control of the Imperius Curse. So I knocked my knees on it again and again.

On the table." Harry said with a sad look on his face.

Rolf only felt that Harry was going to be ruined? Are five Imperius Curses something a normal person can withstand?

He nodded to show that he understood, and then secretly cast a healing spell on Harry. Harry was surprised to find that his kneecap didn't hurt that much anymore.

After saying goodbye to Harry and the others, Rolf returned to Hufflepuff's long table and sat down again.

He tapped the screen repeatedly on his Owl watch, wanting to confirm with Professor Dumbledore.

"Professor, did you ask Professor Moody to cast the Imperius Curse on the students?"

"The Imperius Curse? Ah, by the way, Professor Moody applied for it from me. What's wrong?" Professor Dumbledore thought about it for a while and then said as if he remembered something.

"It's okay. Do you know that he cast the Imperius Curse on Harry five times today? And what should I do if he finds anything unusual when he casts the Imperius Curse on me?"

On the one hand, Rolf wanted to make Professor Dumbledore more vigilant, because he found that Professor Dumbledore didn't seem to pay attention to Moody at all, thinking that there would be no accidents under his nose.

On the other hand, he was really on guard against Moody. What if he used other spells while casting a spell on himself?

All it takes is Legilimency and you'll be cool.

"I think it would be more reassuring for us to let Grindelwald help him cast the spell." Rolf put forward his own suggestion in a very timely manner.

"You are right, I will talk to Moody about this." Professor Dumbledore quickly adopted Rolf's suggestion.

In the afternoon, it was Rolf's turn to attend Professor Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The young wizards had obviously seen the tragic situation in Gryffindor in the morning, so they were all frightened.

But what surprised them was that there was a handsome man standing next to Professor Moody. After seeing him, many little witches blushed and dared not speak.

Sure enough, as soon as the class started, Professor Moody announced with a very unhappy face: "I think you have all heard that I am going to cast the Imperius Curse on you...

I hope you can really feel the magic of this spell, and by the way, see if any of you can resist its influence like Mr. Potter."

The little wizards below immediately started chattering and discussing, without taking into account Professor Moody's increasingly livid face.

"Okay! Be quiet!" Professor Moody continued with a very bad expression: "This is Mr. Green who was specially sent by Professor Dumbledore to help me cast the spell.

He will cast a spell for a while, and I will personally teach you how to resist the control of this spell!"

Moody began to call on the students to come forward in turn and let Grindelwald recite the Imperius Curse to them. Under the influence of the spell, the young wizards made the most abnormal actions one after another.

Ernie jumped around the classroom three times and sang some unknown tune, which seemed like a school song?

Justin imitated a squirrel and performed a series of amazing gymnastics moves that he would never be able to do normally.

None of them seemed to be able to resist this spell. After Moody couldn't bear it anymore, the spell was removed and things returned to normal.

"Scamander," Moody's voice rumbled, "it's your turn."

Rolf stepped forward, looked at Grindelwald who was standing in the center of the classroom, and then nodded slightly to each other.

Grindelwald stretched out his slender arms, raised his wand, pointed at Rolf, and whispered the spell: "The soul leaves the body!"

It was truly the most wonderful feeling. Rolf felt that he had become light and airy, and the thoughts and worries in his mind were swept away, leaving only a hazy, invisible and intangible joy.

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

Then, he heard Grindelwald's voice, echoing in a distant corner of his empty head: You are now a monkey...a monkey! You have to climb a tree!

Monkey? Why am I a monkey? The wisdom gems in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly formed a protective shield, protecting his spiritual sea and restoring clarity to his consciousness.

You are a monkey! Go climb the tree! Grindelwald's voice continued, and the sound of whispering in his ears really annoyed Rolf.

"You are mine, little apple, let me keep you with all my heart, stay!" When Rolf was upset, he suddenly sang those brainwashing songs. He felt that Grindelwald was in his mind.

His tone was obviously stunned.

You are an apple! Ah, no, you are a monkey!

"Like a seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed and seaweed and seaweed and seaweed and seaweed seaweed and seaweed seaweed and seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed is swaying with wave~" Rolf continued to fight the voice of Grindelwald's voice in his mind, perhaps it is more appropriate to say it is polluting Grindelwald's spirit?

"Okay, that makes sense!" Moody's rumbling voice suddenly said, and suddenly, Rolf felt that Grindelwald's annoying voice in his mind disappeared.

"Great, did you see it? Scamander just resisted the Imperius Curse. He resisted it. Did the rest of you notice his eyes just now? That's the key!"

Moody seemed to be saying very excitedly, but he could only feel an uncontrollable surprise from Moody's eyes.

But at this moment, Grindelwald's expression looked a bit similar, because his body was swinging unconsciously at this moment. According to Rolf's observation, it was the rhythm of the seaweed dance.

Sure enough, when the next student went up to use the "Imperius Curse Experience Card", he was like a seaweed, rising and falling, swaying with the waves.

Sure enough, the power of the Brainwashing Divine Comedy cannot be overstated, especially for wizards like them who have no entertainment projects, and they have never tried this more magical spiritual pollution.

The Imperius Curse VS the Brainwashing Divine Comedy, this round it was my Brainwashing Divine Comedy that finally won!

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