Hogwarts: Who uses a crowbar in wizard duels?

For several days in a row, apart from Ron briefly suppressing the fire wall once, no junior wizard could budge it in the slightest.

Kevin's strength was suddenly made tangible.

Ron was also riding high on his success.

Today is Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Mad-Eye Moody's first lesson.

"Alastor Moody, former Auror, a rebel against the Ministry of Magic."

"Your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year."

Moody stood on the podium and addressed the students below.

His lectern was filled with all sorts of strange and bizarre dark magic creatures.

To be fair, this fake Moody is actually the most teacher-like Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the past four years.

It's not about teaching ability, but rather the aura of a teacher.

"When it comes to black magic, I believe more in the power of practice."

"We must first understand what black magic is in order to better defend against it!"

"Can anyone tell me how many Unforgivable Curses are there in total?"

Professor Moody looked down at the group of greenhouse flowers and asked with a sneer.

Unlike Professor Snape's imposing presence, Professor Moody instilled fear in everyone, as if they were facing a ruthless killer.

All the young wizards sat up straight, and for a moment no one dared to answer.

"I know, I know!"

Kevin, however, remained completely unaffected and enthusiastically raised his hand.

"Mr. Kevin, please speak," Professor Moody said calmly.

"There are as many unforgivable curses as there are in total."

"..."

The group of young wizards fell silent. What are you doing here?

Professor Moody's forehead veins bulged, and he felt like he had been tricked.

"Mr. Kevin, I think Karkaroff is right about at least one thing: you are indeed a guy who likes to attract attention."

Professor Moody stared at Kevin with his magical eyes and said coldly.

"Now, let me tell you about some unforgivable curses!"

Professor Moody walked up to the podium and pulled an insect that looked like a spider but wasn't one from a glass jar—a whip spider.

Professor Moody cast a size-enlarging spell, making the whip spider grow larger.

"The first spell, the Soul-Stealing Curse! The soul leaves the body!"

Professor Moody immediately took control of the whip spider, and with a wave of his wand, the whip spider flew right in front of Kevin's face.

However, Kevin, with quick reflexes, grabbed it.

Ugh, that's disgusting.

Kevin glanced at the whip spider and tossed it back to Professor Moody.

Professor Moody was clearly taken aback by this scene and paused for a moment.

However, he immediately regained his cold expression and controlled the whip spider to slowly land on Kevin's table.

Professor Moody walked over and continued, "The second one, the Cruciatus Curse, the Cruciatus Curse!"

He pointed his wand at the whip spider and cast a spell, and the whip spider immediately let out a painful hiss and its limbs twisted wildly.

Hermione, standing to the side, was clearly reluctant to look and turned her head away.

Kevin, being a bit cheeky, reached out and blocked the wands of Whip Spider and Professor Moody.

Professor Moody clearly hadn't expected Kevin to recklessly attempt the Crucifixion Curse. Before he could stop casting the spell, Kevin's hand reached out.

!!!

In an instant, a pain that struck straight to the soul struck him, and Kevin couldn't help but exert force with his other hand, crushing the entire table.

With a loud bang.

Kevin breathed a sigh of relief after interrupting Professor Moody's spellcasting.

"Kevin! What's wrong with you!"

Hermione, who was standing nearby, was startled by what had happened. She turned around and saw Kevin panting heavily, and asked anxiously.

"How could you cast the Unforgivable Curse in front of students like that! What if someone got hurt?! I'm going to report you to Dumbledore!"

Hermione angrily rebuked Moody, assuming that Moody had accidentally injured Kevin due to a mistake.

Okay, okay, you didn't say anything when you were casting the spell, but now that Kevin has been injured, you're saying something.

Harry and Ron, sitting in the front row, thought to themselves.

They saw it clearly; Kevin was the one who foolishly reached out and touched it.

"I'm fine, Hermione." Kevin reassured Hermione after catching his breath, but he didn't explain anything.

Hermione clearly wanted to say something more, but Kevin grabbed her hand, and Hermione quieted down, though she was still very angry.

Kevin waved his hand lightly at the shattered table at his feet, and the table was restored to its original state.

The young wizards exclaimed in surprise, marveling at the skillful, silent, and wandless spellcasting.

"I apologize, Professor Moody. I was too rash just now. You can continue to introduce the third spell."

Kevin said to Professor Moody, who looked at him with disbelief.

He never expected that a solid wood table could be so easily smashed.

Professor Moody snapped out of his reverie and gave Kevin a deep look. This guy was not only powerful in magic, but also physically strong.

His close relationship with Harry could potentially threaten future plans...

Kevin, meanwhile, was calculating the threat the Crucifixion posed to him.

He discovered that the Crucifixion was no less threatening than the Killing Curse; this kind of damage that struck the soul could not be blocked by physical strength.

Although his mind was strong enough, he could still manage to launch some physical attacks despite the pain, such as smashing, pressing, punching, and kicking.

However, once hit, one remains very passive, with virtually no chance to cast spells or move.

Although he had learned how to resist the Unforgivable Curse when he was studying with Snape, he had never personally experienced the harm these curses had caused him.

Let's not even talk about the Killing Curse; one try and someone is dead without a sound.

It seems that the Imperius Curse can be broken with strong willpower.

The Cruciatus Curse is somewhat unavoidable; like the Killing Curse, one must absolutely not fall victim to it.

Professor Moody ignored Hermione's angry glare and continued speaking calmly.

"The final curse, the Killing Curse, Avada Kedavra!"

The whip spider had only fallen to the ground; it hadn't died. It returned to the table along with Kevin, who had fully recovered.

But now, with a pale green ray, the whip spider immediately went still.

Kevin didn't dare to touch it this time, because touching it could really kill him.

Hermione, however, couldn't stand it any longer and stood up angrily, shouting, "How could you use the Killing Curse at such close range in front of a student! You're a complete madman! I think you're the one who should be thrown into Azkaban!"

An angry Hermione is like an enraged lion.

However, Moody did not refute this, but instead sneered, "I am indeed a madman, Miss Granger."

"But please believe me, the mysterious man and his followers are even more dangerous madmen!"

"What I'm going to teach you is how to resist these lunatics! Not to be a hothouse flower!"

Professor Moody started by speaking to Hermione, but then immediately went up to the podium and roared at everyone.

The young wizards were all terrified by Professor Moody's madness.

"What do you think, Mr. Kevin?"

Finally, Professor Moody asked Kevin with a cold smile.

"I think I'm right..."

"Hermione is right."

Professor Moody was about to laugh, but then he paused, "Wait a minute? Who are you talking about?"

"Professor, you really are a madman, and you really should be sent to Azkaban."

Kevin patted Hermione's back gently, calming her down as he looked at Professor Moody on the stage and spoke.

Moody, looking into Kevin's deep gaze, was startled. What did this guy mean? It felt like he was implying something...

However, he didn't reveal anything, instead letting out a cold snort: "Ridiculous!"

Professor Moody then ignored him and Hermione and continued his lecture.

This fake Moody actually teaches real classes, and the content is all practical information; even Hermione couldn't find anything wrong with them.

But she was still very angry!