Vol 2 Chapter 543: Heart Drill and Neville

Regarding the Avadaso Mantra, Fanlin had to admit the strangeness and power of this spell.
In fact, this spell shouldn't be invincible. Every spell has a strategy to fight against it, but the confrontation with Avada's Mantra is destined to be theoretical.
No one dared to experiment with spells, with a ninety-nine percent mortality rate, and there was no way to capture anything with a single hit, just like the difference between an unforgivable spell for animals and humans.
Only constant filling of magic power is the most basic.
For example, God.
These powerful creatures, higher-level battles are basically energy collisions.
In fact, Moody's doesn't seem to want to care about Fanlin.
When Moody’s eyes looked at Harry’s, Harry felt his blushing, and he also noticed that everyone else was looking at him. Harry stared at the blank blackboard as if it was attracted by the blackboard. Not watching.
That's how his parents died... Exactly the same as that spider, didn't they leave any clues? When they die, do they only see the passing green light and hear the instantaneous sound of death? It has been three years since Harry learned that his parents were murdered, and since he learned of what happened that night.
Harry had imagined their death experience over and over again: how Peter Pettigrew told Voldemort, revealed his parents' whereabouts, Voldemort found them in their cabin, and how Voldemort killed his father.
How did James Potter shout his wife to take Harry away while trying to stop Voldemort, and how did Voldemort catch up with Lily Potter, tell her to hide away and let him kill Harry, and what about her He refused to let go of his son and asked her to die for Harry, so that Voldemort would kill her before his wand was pointed at Harry...
Moody spoke again, and Harry felt his voice came from a far away place. He made great efforts to drag himself back to reality and listen to Moody's.
"Avadaso Mantra is a spell that requires powerful magic power. You have to take out your wands and cast the spell on me. I suspect that it will only make me bleed. But that doesn't matter. I am not teaching you here. How to cast a spell."
"Since there is no spell to fight it, why should I show it to you? Because you have to understand what is the most vicious. You don't want to be in a situation where you are facing a curse, stay vigilant!" He shouted With a sound, the whole class was shocked again.
"These three curses--Avadaso's life curse, heart-boring curse, and Imperius curse are known as the three unforgivable curses. Putting any one of them on ordinary people is enough to be sentenced to death in Azkban This is what you want to guard against, and what I want to teach you to fight against. You must be prepared and you must be vigilant, but first, you must always be vigilant, take out a quill, and write down these..."
"Why do they have to be these three?" Fanlin said suddenly.
"Mr. Fanlin El, I think you should keep these in mind instead of making boring questions here."
"However, there are many unforgivable curses," Fanlin said. "Moreover, most dark wizards are clearly recorded by the Ministry of Magic. There are roughly 10,000 unforgivable curses. The classification includes Most of the evil, undead tired, undead, curse, soul, blood, human transformation, etc., and the most rampant recently, should be counted as vampire blood magic, it seems that this is the reality The focus today is not the three unforgivable curses that have been forbidden."
All the wizards looked at Fanlin blankly, they had no idea about it, and there were so many types of magic.
"Oh, of course, of course." Moody said, "but those side-door magic has disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years. This shouldn't be brought to the classroom now."
"So, what about vampires?" Fanlin said, "the attackers of the Quidditch World Cup."
Moody paused slightly.
"To be honest, vampire magic is non-replicable, and only vampires can use it. However, since you are so eager, then in the future, I will add these confrontations to the course, but now, what you should do, Keep these bad magic down firmly, and Gryffindor will add five points."
Moody said heavily.
Fanlin nodded, he couldn't continue to press Moody.
The rest of the time they spent taking notes about these three impossibly forgivable curses, and no one said anything until the bell rang and Moody’s was over. They left the classroom and had a heated discussion. , Most people discuss spells with fearful noises.
"Did you see it twitching?"
"It was like this when he killed the spider!"
They discuss the situation in class as if they were discussing something interesting.
Harry didn't find it funny, it seemed that Hermione didn't find it funny either.
"Hurry up," she said hastily to the other three.
Although Hermione cares about the performance of Fanlin Class, but now...
"Don't go to the library again?" Ron asked.
"No," Hermione replied briefly, pointing to a path, "Neville."
Neville stood alone on the half-slope of the path, staring at the stone wall opposite him with the same horror as when he watched Moody's piercing spell.
"Neville?" Hermione said softly.
Neville turned to look at them.
"Oh, hello?" he said, his voice much higher than usual. "It's an interesting lesson, isn't it?
I'm thinking about what to eat for dinner, I—I'm hungry, aren't you hungry? "
"Neville, are you okay?" Hermione said. "It's okay, I'm fine." Neville spit out, still unnaturally high-key, "It's a very interesting dinner—I mean class—what should I have?
Ron cast a surprised look at Harry.
"Neville, what--"
A strange haha ​​footsteps came from behind them~EbookFREE.me~ They looked back and saw Professor Moody's limping towards them.
Fanlin stepped back guarded, and stood beside a few people.
They stopped talking and looked at him in awe, but as soon as he spoke, they realized that Moody's voice was much lower and softer than what they heard.
"It's okay, kid." He said to Neville, "Come to my office and sit down, come on...
We can have a cup of tea..."
Drinking tea with Moody made Neville even more frightened. He neither walked nor talked.
Moody's magic eyes turned to Harry. "Are you all right, Potter?"
"I'm fine." Harry replied almost electrocuted.
Moody continued, "You have to know, maybe it's cruel, but you have to know that pretending is meaningless... well... come on... Neville, I have some books you might find interesting."