Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"why is that?"

Hermione on the side asked curiously.

The students at Hogwarts had already watched the replay of the first project. While they were amazed by the careful thinking of the warriors and the bold attempts of the organizers, they also had some feelings for the other two warriors who participated in the competition. Understand - mainly for Fleur. After all, Viktor Krum was an internationally famous genius Quidditch star before participating in the Triwizard Tournament. He also made a name for himself in the World Cup during the summer vacation, and now he is considered It's become a household name.

But then again, the first project mainly examined the wisdom of the warriors. At that time, they could not even possess magic wands, let alone fight. So how did Professor Moody conclude that the other two warriors were not as strong as Yes?

“Sometimes a little detail is enough to provide useful information.”

"Moody" turned back to look at Harry and his party beside him, but the huge magic eye turned half a circle on its own and continued to stare at the direction of the big screen to watch the game: "For example, when I lost my wand before, The demeanor the three of them inadvertently displayed under the circumstances, as well as some of their subtle actions when the truth was finally revealed and they faced Karkaroff..."

"If you have observed carefully, you will find that when there is no wand, Krum and Delacour will behave a little stiffly at many times, and sometimes their hands will subconsciously reach to the place where the wand was originally placed. , but after realizing that I don’t have a wand, I will panic and don’t know where to put my hands..."

"Isn't this normal?"

Harry asked while subconsciously touching his wand: "The wand that has been used for several years suddenly disappears. Most wizards will feel uncomfortable, right?"

"You're right, but you also said, 'most of them'."

"Moody" lowered his voice: "And that Ken - after losing his wand, I couldn't see any discomfort in his demeanor and movements, or lack of confidence when facing other people with wands. performance. This either means that he has become accustomed to solving problems without using a wand, like those students in Wagadu, or it means..."

"Is he confident that he can protect himself without a wand?"

Ron, who had been listening silently for a long time, couldn't help but said in surprise.

"Looking at his current performance, I'm afraid that's exactly what happened."

"Moody" pointed at Avada on the big screen who was dealing with Ukraine's Iron Belly with ease, nodded gently and confirmed Ron's statement, and continued: "And one more thing, in the end, when the three of them meet together For Karkarov, it’s time to explain the truth of the case to the public.”

"When the other two warriors are talking, especially when Karkaroff and Crouch suddenly make some action - such as standing up and shouting loudly, they will often involuntarily turn slightly sideways, lean back, or spread their arms apart. The legs lower the center of gravity...this is an obvious movement to retreat."

"And every time these times, that Ken - not only will his figure not change at all, but his arms will also be raised a little."

"Because you want to use your bare hands to cast spells to face possible attacks that may come next?"

"Maybe it's because of trust in Dumbledore."

"Moody" shrugged: "Dumbledore was sitting next to Karkaroff and Crouch at that time, and he was fully capable of subduing them before they launched an attack, even if he missed one or two attacks. , unable to cast any powerful magic in such a short period of time... But even so, since Ken dares to use wandless magic to deal with the next crisis, he must have a considerable degree of confidence in his own strength. , and this confidence is still based on his knowledge of the opponent's strength..."

He turned his head and stared at the rapidly moving figure on the screen for a while, then slowly sighed: "This student... is not simple."

"You have a good eye, too, Professor."

Harry couldn't help but praise: "You can see useful information from so many small details!"

"I have taught you, this is a required course for lurking."

"Moody" nodded with some help: "Always control the information about the surrounding environment. When facing a stranger, you must use the details that are inadvertently exposed to piece together his original personality as soon as possible, so as to choose your own action method when lurking... "

"But, Professor?"

Ron on the side asked with some confusion: "I heard my father say before that you seem to be the kind of Auror who is better at frontal combat... But for so long, why has the focus of your lectures been on lurking? What about your skills?"

"...That's because Arthur has only seen me fighting head-on."

I don't know if it was Harry's misunderstanding, but he felt that Professor Moody seemed to stiffen after hearing Ron's question, and then continued to answer as if nothing had happened: "Before the so-called 'frontal battle' started, I had already stopped." You know how long you have been lurking - disguising yourself, breaking into enemy camps, gathering intelligence, sabotaging logistics, analyzing weaknesses... the work an Auror has to do is far from being as handsome and glamorous as it looks."

"But shouldn't these things be handled by your subordinates? As the leader, you also need to do these things yourself?"

"Then guess why those people are subordinates and I am the leader?"

"Moody" rolled his eyes with his normal eye: "Isn't it just because I do these things better than them all... So when encountering particularly difficult situations, I almost always go there and lurk. And. For most ordinary wizards, stealth skills are indeed more practical than combat skills - after all, this is the simplest and most effective way to protect oneself."

…

Durmstrang, on the field.

After a charged stone pillar was knocked down by the Ukrainian iron-belly dragon out of thin air, Avada finally calmed down her mentality of almost collapsing on the spot, and began to follow the rules she had figured out before, one by one. Points guide the fire dragon's behavior.

And this suddenly brought him an unexpected joy - that is, after the fire dragon was dropped from a height of more than ten meters, there seemed to be something wrong with his limbs, and the speed of chasing him dropped visibly. Big cut. This makes it easier for Avada to distance itself from the fire dragon, forcing it to use breath...

Finally, after guiding the fire dragon to destroy a few fragile stone pillars and obtaining some better-than-nothing props such as invigorating potions, devil's net seeds, and healing potions, he finally saw a striking red line on the vast field. Light—and it was dozens of meters away from the fire dragon!

"Finally, things have turned around!"

Avada was overjoyed, and hurriedly manipulated the transformation birds to harass the fire dragon remotely, and then quickly returned to him before the stone pillar rose. A wave of heat slowly emerged from the teeth of the fire dragon again.

"Roar!"

A tongue of fire that was hundreds of feet long hit the red stone pillar that had just emerged from the ground, causing the stone pillar to light up quickly. The dragon flames seemed to be directly absorbed into the stone pillar, then slowly rose and purified, and finally re-emerged at the top of the stone pillar, rushing towards the platform floating in mid-air...

As the purified dragon flame was completely absorbed, a number slowly appeared under the suspended platform - "1".