[HP] Kiss you in glory

"I shouldn't have taken that crazy woman's class at the time, she actually cursed me that I would never get everything I wanted!" Draco angrily inserted the sausage on the plate, Pansy rolled his eyes aside, "She Say what I fear will come, say what I fear will happen soon, did I say anything?"

"Trelawney also said that my soul is possessed by the devil in the world, and that I will experience ominous signs in the next two months. Did I say anything?" Annie said calmly, "If it's true, I'll respect her more."

"The red-haired ghost's father is in the news again, look - Arnold Weasley, they didn't even get his name right," Draco flicked the Daily Prophet, "It's only the first day of school , don’t make trouble.” Annie said.

"Of course I know," Draco snorted, "otherwise I would have laughed at Weasley in the hall."

"Why does Trelawney assign so much homework? She only had one class today." Pansy said dissatisfiedly, "Fortunately, in the Protection of Fantastic Beasts class, you can feed those disgusting snails at most... Two history of magic lessons in the afternoon , Binns didn't even assign homework."

"The quality of teaching is not enough, so we can only make up for it by assigning homework." Blaise said, "Annie, that little boy from Pritchard's family has been secretly watching you."

"Huh?" Annie shook the juice in the glass, "Who is the head of the first grade?"

"Malcolm Bardock," said Draco, "that boy is a little short, if only the disarming spell hadn't taken his wand out."

Annie smiled and said nothing.

"Speaking of which, I don't want to take Defense Against the Dark Arts class at all." Pansy muttered, and Rachael Ritter was leaving the long table after eating, and heard Pansy's words.He looked at Annie, nodded invisibly, and then said, "You can look forward to the teaching of that old guy. I have to say, it is much better than the previous teachers."

"Really?" Pan Xi doubted, "Didn't he take the opportunity to retaliate against you?"

Rachael showed a weird smile, "It's okay to suffer a little bit for teaching that kind of spell... I mean, if it's revenge for him, then there's no way, because everyone has to learn it." .”

"Then talk less, Rachael." Annie said lightly, "Don't destroy the mystery."

Rachael bowed slightly to her and left the auditorium. "We have his class on Friday morning." Draco said, watching his back as he left. "Moody will definitely take the opportunity to get revenge on me...but why did Ritter say everyone should learn?"

"Don't think about it yet," Annie said. "Tomorrow there will be a Potions class with our dear dean. If you don't want to be stuffed into a cauldron by him to cook potions, you should review the previous content carefully."

Draco obviously understood what she was talking about, and rolled his eyes, "The content of the class is different from the special training..."

"It doesn't matter to me," Annie said calmly, "Because if the dean is unhappy, I will be unlucky." She sighed, "I didn't expect him to have the courage to wash his hair..."

"Stop talking, I'm afraid of death." Draco said blankly.

Everyone knew that Snape hoped to get a position in the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, but he didn't get what he wanted for a year. He was dissatisfied and his emotions were almost written on his face, but when he met Moody, he Always hiding his hostility, and a few times avoiding his eyes, whether it's the blue magic eye or the black normal eye.

On Thursday afternoon, the Gryffindor fourth-year students arrived in their classrooms early.

"Put all the books away, I don't need them in class." Moody said gruffly, and he took out the roster and began to roll names.The black eyes moved down the list, and the magic eye swiveled and scanned everyone.

"Okay," he said when the last classmate had finished answering, "I have received a letter from Professor Lupine explaining the course. It seems that you have mastered how to deal with dark magic animals." A lot of basic knowledge..."

Harry and Ron sat in the second row, with Hermione across the aisle from them.

"But you haven't learned enough - not enough," said Moody, "how to deal with spells. So I'm going to give you a taste of what wizards do. I've had a year to teach you how to deal with black magic--"

"What, what did you say?" Ron blurted out and asked.

Moody's magic eye turned and fixed on Ron.Ron looked terrified, but soon Moody was smiling, and his scarred face looked even more twisted and weird, but it was always comforting to know he could still smile friendly, as Ron seemed Big sigh of relief.

"You are Arthur Weasley's son," Moody said. "A few days ago, your father helped me out of a very difficult situation... Yeah, I only teach for one year, helping Dumbledore Do me a favor...then live my peaceful retirement life again." He clapped his big hands and laughed hoarsely, "Okay, let's get down to business..."

Hermione stared at a certain point in the void, and unconsciously rubbed the corner of the table with her hand.

"She's just doing more evil things under the guise of justice. Look at what her loyal servants are doing... Turning the wizarding world upside down... What's the difference between them and Death Eaters?"

"Alastor!"

"Call it what you want, she's dead anyway."

"...Miss Granger, please don't get distracted."

Hermione's fingers twitched quickly, and she came back to realize that Moody wasn't looking her way, but the magic eye was staring at her.

"So, does any of you know which spells are subject to the most severe penalties under wizarding law?" Moody said, raising several hands tremblingly, and Hermione took a deep breath and raised her hands too.

"Well, that's it," said Ron uncertainly, "my dad told me about a... called the Imperius Curse or something, right?"

"Ah, yes," said Moody appreciatively. "Your father must have known about that spell. One of the three Unforgivable Curses. The Imperius Curse caused the Ministry of Magic a lot of trouble at the time."

Moody stood up with difficulty on his prosthetic leg, opened the drawer of the lectern, and took out a glass bottle.Three big black spiders crawled inside.Harry felt Ron shrink slightly beside him - Ron hated spiders the most.

Moody reached into the bottle, grabbed a spider, and held it in his outstretched palm for all to see.Then he pointed his wand at it and murmured, "Out of body!"

The spider jumped away from Moody's palm, dangling a filament, and began to swing back and forth, as if sitting on a high swing.It straightened its legs stiffly, then turned around and rolled somersaults, the filament snapped.It hit the table and started somersaulting in circles.Moody flicked his wand, and it stood up on its hind legs again, doing a kind of tap dance, yes, a tap dance.

Everyone laughed - except Hermione and Moody who didn't.

"You think it's funny, don't you?" Moody asked gruffly. "Would you like it if I did it to you?"

The laughter disappeared almost immediately.

"It's all under my control," Moody said softly—as the spider swelled up and started rolling around, "I can make it jump out the window, or drown itself, or jump into your place." A classmate's throat...".

Ron shivered involuntarily.

"Many years ago, many wizards were under the Imperius Curse." Harry knew he was referring to the days when Voldemort's power was at its strongest. Who is doing what he wants."

"The Imperius Curse can be resisted, and I will teach you the method, but it requires a strong personality, and not everyone can master it. You'd better try to avoid being hit by it. Be vigilant at all times!" He Suddenly he yelled, startling everyone.

Moody grabbed the somersaulted spider and threw it back into the glass bottle.

"Does anyone else know what the spell is—the Unforgivable Curse?"

Hermione hesitated, but raised her hand, and at the same time, Neville also raised her hand.

"Go ahead," said Moody, rolling his magic eye to focus on Neville.

"There's a... Cruciatus Curse," Neville said quietly but clearly.

Moody was watching Neville very intently, this time with both eyes. "You're Longbottom," he said, dropping the magic eye to check the register.

Neville nodded nervously, but Moody didn't ask anything else.He turned his back on the class, took out the second spider from the glass bottle, and placed it on the podium.

"The Cruciatus Curse," said Moody. "Needs to zoom in so you can see," he said, pointing his wand at the spider. "Get bigger!"

The spider swelled up.Bigger than a tarantula now, Ron didn't care to hide it, and moved his chair back, as far away from Moody's podium as possible.

Moody raised his wand again, pointed at the spider, and said softly, "Crucio!"

Immediately, the spider's legs all retracted, clinging to the body.It turned over, and at the same time, its body twitched violently, shaking from side to side.It didn't make a sound, but Harry believed that if it had a vocal organ, it would be screaming like hell.

Hermione finally understood what Moody was going to do, she stared straight at the twitching spider, a surge of grief welled up in her heart, she saw Neville's hands tightly clutching the table in front of him, his knuckles turning white , her big eyes were full of fear, "Stop!" she screamed.

Moody raised his wand, and the spider's legs relaxed, but were still twitching.

"Shrinking fast," murmured Moody.The spider shrank back to its original size, and Moody put it back in the bottle.

"Extreme pain," Moody said softly. "If you could say the Cruciatus Curse, you wouldn't need a thumbtack or a knife to torture people... That spell was very popular at one point, well... who else knows What spell?"

Harry looked around, and from everyone's facial expressions, they seemed to be guessing what would happen to the last spider. Ron curled up in the chair with a pale face, and Hermione clenched her hands tightly, clenching her teeth , she lowered her head and stared at her painfully clenched hands.

Moody's magic eye turned in Hermione's direction, and at the same time his other black eye looked at her.

"Miss Granger, I think you who are very knowledgeable must know the last curse." Moody said softly, "Let me tell you the last Unforgivable Curse."

The classroom was silent, and Harry and Ron looked at Hermione worriedly, but all they could see was her long brown hair - blocking her face, and the students in the first row looked back at Hermione.

Hermione didn't make a sound for a long time, but her clenched hands slowly loosened, revealing whitish finger marks.

"Harry..." Ron hesitated. "Is she all right?"

"It seems that Miss Granger is unwilling to answer this question." Moody said, "Okay..."

"No, sir," said Hermione, "I'd like to answer."

She pushed back the hair that was in front of her face, revealing a pair of red eyes, but her expression was very calm. "The last Unforgivable Curse is the most powerful curse. It's called Avada Kedavra, and it's a killing curse." She said hoarsely.

Several people squirmed uneasily in their seats, including Ron.

A smile appeared on Moody's slanted mouth. "Yes...the Killing Curse, the evil life-robbing spell."

He reached into the glass bottle and grabbed the third spider, which desperately tried to break free, as if it already knew its end—

"Avada!" Moody yelled.

A dazzling green light flashed, piercing people's eyes. At the same time, the spider turned over and lay motionless on its back on the table. It was obviously dead.

A few students tried their best to hold back the screams they were about to let out, and the dead spider almost slipped in Ron's direction, almost falling off his chair in fright.

Hermione stared blankly at the dead spider facing the sky, warm tears dripping on her tightly clenched fists, she breathed with difficulty and her body kept shaking.

"It's not good," he said calmly. "It's very unpleasant. And there's no cure for it, no way to resist it. There's only one person known to have escaped it, and he's sitting before me right now."

Moody's eyes were on Harry, and Harry felt his face flush, and he could feel the whole class turning to look at him.Harry stared at the empty blackboard, seemingly fascinated by the blackboard, but in fact he saw nothing...

It turned out that his parents died in this way, exactly the same as that spider.They also have no trace, no trauma?They also saw a flash of green light, heard the footsteps of the god of death rushing, and then the life disappeared from their bodies?

"...I will teach you to resist these things...keep vigilant at all times, take out the quill, and record..."

When the get out of class bell rang, everyone swarmed out of the classroom, discussing the class display of the Unforgivable Curses excitedly, listening to their tone, it seemed to be watching a funny animal show - but Harry didn't think it was a big deal Funny, apparently, Hermione thinks the same as him.

The look on her face made him think that she seemed to have experienced this kind of loss.

But Hermione's parents were both Muggles and alive and well... not like him.

"Harry, you said..." Hermione stared at a colorful oil painting on the wall and said slowly, "Will it hurt?" She turned to look at Harry with tears in her eyes, "I mean , before you feel the pain... there is only that second, right?"

Harry looked at her face with a heavy heart.

"Compared to the Cruciatus Curse, the pain will be much less." He heard his somewhat illusory voice, "I won't be tortured, it will end soon..."

"But I lost my favorite person in a second, and in that second, I will never see her again." Hermione said softly, "Because of a spell, I took her away from my world ..."

Harry was immersed in the pain of losing his parents, and he didn't hear Hermione talking to himself. Ron watched the two cautiously, not daring to make a sound.

He walked to the other side of the corridor and had a few words with Neville. Obviously Neville was also affected by the class and spoke incoherently.

"That's how they died," Harry said quietly.

"So they are unforgivable." Hermione's eyes slowly revealed a kind of hostility, her expression slowly darkened, her nails were almost digging into the wall, and the restlessness and anxiety lingering in her heart became more and more obvious, almost swallowing her her reason.

Annie had to be in front of her and beside her, so that she could feel at ease.

But she was also the one who offered to have an underground relationship so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to each other.

What should she do?

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The author has something to say:

Duozhuna, Huiyuan, I just wrote the article blindly, saying that men and women take all, Mary Su is an overbearing president, and I can’t show it to you

After re-reading it, I didn't find that Harry was not bullied by the campus in any year. He grew up in malice and in the eyes of countless people, but he was still gentle and kind.

My little He Xiaoan is also very pitiful, but it’s not time for abuse yet (the dog’s head saves his life)

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