Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 264, Section 262: Avada Kedavra Eats a Big Melon

Yes, Professor Moody wasn't facing the young wizards. He was standing sideways with his head lowered, his body blocking part of the young wizards' view on the left. This made it impossible for them to see what he was doing; they only knew that the spider seemed to be in pain.

The reminder was meant to tell him that he hadn't seen it clearly, but Moody completely ignored it.

This is rather awkward.

You have to start over.

Moody turned his head and glanced at Neville, who was sitting in the last row. He found that Neville's expression was normal, and he remained calm in the face of the curse that had caused his parents to have a mental breakdown.

Moody cast the spell a second time, looking utterly dejected. This time, he chose a position facing everyone, without lowering his head completely, so that all the young wizards could see him clearly.

Moody only put away his wand with satisfaction after the second spider ripped off all his limbs.

He asked the same question again.

"Professor, this is a persistent curse. If one retaliates while under the Crucifixion Curse, can the curse be broken by defeating the opponent?"

This kind of question again.

Moody's:

"Professor, if we can block the sense of pain, can we become immune to this magic? There's a potion that can block a person's sense of pain. Would taking this potion make one immune to the Cruciatus Curse?"

Moody's:

The students in this class were not quite what he had imagined; they were completely different from students in other grades.

Their focus is wrong.

Hmm, something's not right.

"This is the last unforgivable curse."

"Avada Kedavra".

When he mentioned that name, everyone's expressions became unnatural.

Compared to the previous two spells, the last one, the Avada Kedavra curse, is the most terrifying.

Seeing the young wizards' expressions, Moody nodded in satisfaction, thinking to himself that this was the right reaction. His crooked mouth twitched again, forcing out a smile that was more painful than bitterness: "The last, and most powerful, spell. You call it—the Death Curse."

With that, Moody placed the two legless spiders on the table and took out his wand, pointing it at them.

"Avada Kedavra, eating a giant melon!"

With a flash of dazzling green light, the two spiders flipped over, their bodies unscathed, but their eight eyes were covered with a layer of grayish-white.

They are obviously dead.

The young wizards below the stage stared wide-eyed, their bodies trembling involuntarily.

Killing curses are forbidden spells in dark magic.

"It's not a good thing, is it?" Moody's voice was very calm. "There's no way to break the spell, and no way to resist it. As far as people know, only one person has escaped this spell, and he's sitting right in front of us right now."

As he spoke, the young wizards all turned to look at Harry.

This time, there were no strange problems.

"The Avada Kedavra curse requires immense magical power as its foundation. Ordinary people simply cannot wield it. If you don't believe me, you can all take out your wands, point them at me, and recite the incantation. I suspect I'll only get a nosebleed at most. But that's alright, I'm here to teach you how to recite the incantation."

Moody paused after speaking, seemingly realizing something was amiss, and added, "If there's no way to break the curse, then why am I showing you these things? Of course, it's to make you understand clearly. Only by understanding the serious consequences will you be vigilant about what will happen in the future. Remember, using any one of these three curses on a human is enough to land you in Azkaban for life."

"Of course, some people have escaped the Ministry of Magic's punishment by using underhanded tricks, like the survival methods of dirty rats in the sewers."

Moody said, turning his gaze to where Draco was.

"Am I right? Malfoy boy. Your father lied about being under the Imperius Curse and didn't serve the Dark Lord willingly. Listen to what a lame excuse he made."

"He was the Black Boss's most trusted right-hand man; we've seen him standing next to the Black Boss more than once."

"That despicable vulture, that scum of the gutter, should be glad he didn't run into me when he was committing his evil deeds, otherwise I would have broken his legs and personally dragged him to Azkaban."

Everyone else is publicly criticizing your father. If Draco just sits there doing nothing, he'll really become a laughing stock.

Ignoring the tugging of his two henchmen, Draco stood up from his seat and said to Moody with a gloomy face, "Professor Moody, I don't think my father is as bad as you say."

He didn't know why this old madman suddenly attacked him, but Draco felt that it wasn't right for him not to talk back after being insulted.

"You say my father is a criminal, but do you have any evidence?"

Moody grinned, revealing an ugly smile. Draco had no idea that Moody's purpose was to get him to refute him.

"Oh, you and your hypocritical father are just like each other. Equally disgusting, equally repulsive."

Moody suddenly grabbed his wand and threw a spell at Draco.

"Today, I'm going to teach you your first lesson."

"Never question a wizard who is more powerful than you."

However, Moody's smile froze as soon as it appeared.

"Armor for protection."

Draco instinctively drew his wand, and the instant Moody cast a spell on him, he cast a protective charm on himself.

When Dudley and his friends practiced dueling, they would always choose to attack suddenly. If someone was slow to react, they would be easily outmaneuvered.

If this continues, the reaction speed of the discipline team members will naturally suffer.

Although the Guardian Charm blocked Moody's attack, it still forced Draco to retreat several steps.

"Transfiguration spell? Professor Moody, are you attacking me?"

Draco stared at Moody in disbelief; he hadn't expected a professor to attack him.

Moody had not expected that a mere fourth-grade student could defend against his attack, especially a surprise attack.

There was a whooshing sound.

All members of the disciplinary team stood up in unison, along with many Slytherin students.

"Professor Moody, I think you should give us a reasonable explanation."

Leaving aside the disciplinary group for now, Slytherin is more united than ever before. Moody's inexplicable attack on Draco will definitely be met with a clear explanation. If he can't provide a reasonable one, they won't hesitate to take the professor to Dumbledore for questioning.

"Very good, Malfoy boy, well done."

Moody stared at Draco for a moment with his magic eye: "I just want to tell you that no one can let their guard down, no matter what happens."

"Don't even mention your own professors; sometimes you have to be wary of even your own family members, or you'll suffer a terrible fate."

"You need to remain vigilant at all times and never let your guard down."

(End of this chapter)