Vol 2 Chapter 537: Moody's Imperius

In fact, Fanlin wanted to push Hermione more than once.
Uh... this doesn't seem appropriate
However, this description should be considered very appropriate.
It seems that Hermione’s current mood...
Well, these topics are difficult to continue.
In the coming days, Naturally Hermione will work hard for the House Elf Promotion Association.
Hermione was the president, and Fanlin was the vice president.
In fact, Hermione really wanted Fan Lin to be the president. In this case, the influence would be much greater.
However, in terms of intentions, Hermione who is responsible is naturally more suitable.
I was active for a few weeks, but this did not get any good results.
Everyone was so dismissive of these things, Ron and Harry simply left the badge matter aside.
Fanlin and Hermione kept wearing them,
Fanlin naturally had his own worries.
Unlike Hermione, Moody's identity has remained a mystery until now.
This Moody's disguise is so outstanding that Fanlin once thought that Moody himself had blocked the vampire and Voldemort's joint raid.
But Hogwarts' warning would not deceive Fanlin.
There is no way for the magic of unknown nature to escape the capture of the magic circle, unless it is a powerful confusing spell.
Moody used the Confusion Charm, in front of everyone. It's just that his movements were so fast that no one noticed it.
Dumbledore must be aware that what Van Lin can capture, and Dumbledore is also natural.
However, this should be one of Dumbledore's plans. Let Voldemort catch Harry's blood and rebirth, which is an essential stage.
Dumbledore must give Voldemort a chance, and at the same time, give himself a chance.
However, Dumbledore seemed unwilling to directly involve himself in this matter.
In addition to telling Fanlin not to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, Fanlin only met Dumbledore once, and it was Le May's report.
Dumbledore was afraid that Van Lin would ruin his plan, as it has always been.
In Dumbledore's eyes, things that are difficult to control are naturally dangerous.
Fanlin is like this, it is difficult to control, so naturally you should not use it too much.
Fanlin could understand Dumbledore's behavior, this strong desire to control.
In fact, no one likes uncontrollable factors, which represent instability, and the situation is in Dumbledore’s eyes.
In the next period of time, Hermione was rushing for the House Elf Promotion Association, or S.P.E.W., Fanlin had also helped, and successfully attracted several of his admirers into the association.
However, this situation is far from satisfactory.
For the rest of the time, Fanlin's time was basically preparing.
He must fill himself, that is Voldemort after the resurrection, he must get some powerful spells, otherwise, it is very difficult to get out.
This made him see clearly.
His own participation is a variable in itself, but he has already merged into it. In other words, if he doesn't sit on anything, things will easily collapse and head in a bad direction.
Strictly speaking, the escape of Sirius is the best proof.
Ron was controlled by the Imperius Curse, as well as the Avadaso Curse, which was deadly.
As for the others, Harry had a great time. Snape was used to making trouble for him anyway, not to mention that there were still things to look forward to now.
Three Witch Fighting Competition?
He can also play Quidditch with Ron, which is undoubtedly a very relaxing time.
Moody's classes tended to ease, and his Defence Against the Dark Arts class on the first day was impressive, which made it impossible for anyone to be distracted in his class.
The three-hundred-sixty-degree magic eye observation without dead ends is no joke.
However, the tendency to ease is just to be right. After this, Moody's teaching is all about black magic.
To be honest, Fanlin mastered a lot of black magic, but the black magic taught by Moody still gave him a refreshing feeling.
Especially the experience of witch hunters, dealing with vampires.
Absolute light and heat...
Before this, Fanlin had been thinking about how to control the blood. This was his advantage, the control of water.
But what surprised them today was Professor Moody’s announcement that he would take turns to cast the Imperius spell on them to demonstrate its power and test whether they could resist it.
It seemed that the fox's tail was finally revealed. Maybe it was part of the plan. Moody wanted to control Harry, or someone else.
However, such a plan is undoubtedly bad.
The strength of Voldemort's soul allowed Harry to successfully be immune to many spells of this type, at least in resisting other people.
"But—you said it was illegal, Professor." Hermione said hesitantly. Moody had waved his wand and cleared the desk, leaving a large space in the middle of the house.
"You said—to cast a spell on someone—"
"Dumbledore wants you to learn through personal experience." Moody said, his magic eyes turned to Hermione, eyes strange, staring at her without blinking.
"If you'd rather learn it in a painful way-let others cast a spell on you so that you can completely manipulate you-you can go, I don't care."
His scarred finger pointed to the classroom door, and Hermione blushed. They knew that Hermione would rather drink Pujubospor pus than miss such an important lesson.
"It's okay, remember what I taught you..."
"But I haven't learned it yet, it's been too bad recently..." Hermione responded in a low voice.
She suddenly felt that she had no talent. Fanlin taught her the structure and Occlumency, which Hermione has not completed yet.
"Relax." Fanlin said, and then he turned his gaze to Moody, he wanted to see what tricks this fake Moody was playing.
Moody began to call the students forward one by one and curse them with Imperius. Harry watched the students do the strangest actions one by one under the effect of the spell. Dean Thomas jumped around the room on one foot. Three times, while singing the national anthem, Levindon Brown imitated a sparrow, and Neville performed an amazing set of gymnastics. In his normal state, he obviously couldn't do that.
Not all of them were able to resist the spell, and everyone returned to normal only when Moody lifted the spell.
"Potter!" Moody yelled, "You are next."
Harry stepped forward and stood on the clearing where Moody had moved away from the table. Moody raised his wand, pointed at Harry and said, Out of the soul)!"
This was the most wonderful feeling. Harry felt like he was about to fly. All the thoughts and worries in his heart were gently swept away, leaving only the vague, traceless happiness. He stood there and felt very relaxed. Just vaguely know that everyone is looking at him.
Then, he heard Moody's voice, echoing in his empty mind, "Jump on the table...jump on the table..."
Harry bent his knees docilely, ready to jump.
"Jump on the table..."
"But, why do you want to jump?" Another voice came from behind his head, reminding him, "It's stupid to do that," said the voice.
"Jump on the table..."
"No, I don't want to jump." Another voice said, it became firmer...
"No, I really don't want to..."
"Jump! Jump now!"
Next, Harry felt very painful, jumping and trying to stop him from jumping, he had both, and the result was that he rushed to the table and knocked it down. The pain in his leg, he knew he hurt both. knee.
"Ah, it looks decent," Moody yelled. Suddenly Harry realized that the hollow, reverberating sensation in his brain had disappeared. He knew exactly what had happened, and the pain in his knee seemed to increase.
"
You see,... Potter resisted... resisted the spell, he almost defeated it, let's try again, Potter, pay attention to the rest-observe his eyes, that's where you should look-good , Potter, great, spells are not so easy to manipulate you! "
In fact, Moody's cast the Imperius Curse on Harry four full times. This is a demonstration and an attempt by Moody's.
He wanted to plant a seed in Harry's heart, a seed that was easy to control.
However, to do so, Voldemort's thoughts must be expelled.
This is simply impossible, unless Voldemort himself, otherwise no one can completely separate the two souls.
"Then, next one," Moody looked at his roster, seemingly satisfied with Harry's performance.
"Vanlin El..." Moody called.
"Now, Professor." Fanlin nodded and said.
"This can't work, Dumbledore said, your current body..."
"It's okay, I won't use magic to attack..." Moody said quickly, "And, I went to solicit Dumbledore."
Moody said quickly, "Dumbledore believes we need to give you some reinforcement..."
"Of course, Professor." Fanlin said, and he placed the wand Dumbledore had given him in Hermione's palm.
"I think teaching you will not hurt me." Fanlin said.
Moody's eyes were a little strange, he stared at Fanlin, looking strange.
"You bear..."
"The professor will make a judgment..." Fanlin whispered, "Trust me..."
It seems to surprise everyone ~EbookFREE.me~ This also includes Moody's.
Fanlin's friends wondered why Dumbledore would let people cast an unforgivable curse on Fanlin, while the others were expecting it.
"The best little wizard of Hogwarts confronts the strongest righteous man"
This is definitely enough to be the headline of the Daily Prophet. It can be said that Fanlin's influence in the newspaper is unprecedented.
Moody seemed stunned, but it was only a moment.
His body took two steps back, looking very awkward.
The wooden prosthetic legs made two clear knocks on the floor, and Moody raised his wand immediately afterwards.
"Ready?"
Fanlin nodded, his body contracted slightly.
The soul is out of the body)!"