The Unforgivable Curses-Lupin and Snape Would Be Very Pleased

"So let's look at the spell first?" Moody smiled, his two eyes, one big and one small, simultaneously looking at Ron. "Weasley, say one."

Ron stood up in a panic and said nervously, "My father did mention one, the Imperius Curse."

"Yes, you should know how much trouble this spell caused the department a few years ago," Moody said approvingly, then walked to a glass bottle and pulled a spider out of it.

"Hello, cute little beauty."

Moody spread out his palm, first using Engorgement Charm to make it larger so that every student could see it clearly, and then cast Imperius Curse on it.

"Imperius Curse!"

Spiders, under Moody's control, jumped onto students' arms, heads, and faces, injuring them, seemingly just as a prank that amused many.

"Isn't it very capable?" Moody laughed, but his face immediately darkened. "What's the next thing to make it do? Jump out the window? Or drown?"

As the words fell, the spider jumped onto the window, then onto the bucket, seemingly unaware of how close death was to it.

Upon seeing this, the laughter in the classroom almost instantly ceased.

This spell can control people at will; if anyone is allowed to use it, they will die without even knowing how.

"Many male and female magicians claim that they obey the You-Know-Who because they are under Imperius Curse. The question is, how do we know who is lying?"

"Professor," Aaron asked, raising his arm, "Is there any way to resist the Imperius Curse?"

"Yes, of course it exists." Moody put the spider away, then walked up to Aaron with a smile. "As long as your personal strength is strong enough, you can resist it."

How about it? Want to give it a try?

Aaron frowned slightly, feeling as if Moody was deliberately targeting him.

He was quite confident in resisting the Imperius Curse because he had a group of immortal ancestors who had given him several buffs in terms of mental will and even Soul Stone.

"Imperius Curse!"

Moody suddenly swung his Wand, and Aaron was unable to dodge.

But before he could turn to the side, a dark-colored shadow swiftly blocked his way.

"Abei".

Aaron looked at Abei lying on the desk, and a flame of anger involuntarily ignited in his eyes.

The Holy Dragon's magic resistance is much stronger than that of a regular dragon, so the Imperius Curse has almost no effect on it, only making it confused for a short time.

Whether or not someone can get involved is one thing; whether or not someone actually takes action is another.

Abei has been with him ever since she hatched from the egg. I never expected that Jurong would be bullied by someone else right in front of him today. This is truly intolerable.

"Professor Moody," Aaron said through gritted teeth, "You've really gone too far..."

"Aaron, don't be impulsive, please don't be impulsive!" Hermione hurriedly reminded him. She knew how important Abei was to Aaron and was afraid that he would fight the professor in a fit of anger.

Alastor Moody was Auror, which would make him a formidable fighter among the professors; even Snape would have to avoid him.

If a fight breaks out, the chances of losing are very high, and the consequences are not something that can be easily borne.

Draco clung tightly to Aaron's arm, while Harry and Ron shook their heads at him.

Aaron took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and then smiled at Moody. "Professor, you were just trying to test the Imperius Curse on me, weren't you?"

"Yes, if you want to resist the Imperius Curse, you'd better try it yourself," Moody said bluntly. "Not just you, every one of you has to experience it."

"Now... please continue."

Moody's Demon Eyes darted around a few times, and the arrogance on his face lessened somewhat. "Imperius Curse."

In an instant, Aaron felt his body lighten considerably, and he felt as if he were floating on air.

The moment the Heart Concealment Technique came into play, the Imperius Curse was perfectly resisted.

Moody stared in astonishment, his eyes widening. Before he could react, he saw a flash of purple in Aaron's pupils, and his hand involuntarily loosened its grip.

"My dear..."

Moody looked confused and murmured to himself. He was about to say something when the sound of the Wand falling pulled him back to Reality Stone.

"How... how did you do that?"

"You're only fourteen years old. Your magical power couldn't possibly be stronger than mine. Do you have experience resisting the Imperius Curse?"

"Perhaps it's because my personal strength is strong enough!" Aaron smiled contemptuously, then picked up the Wand from the ground. "Professor, here's your Wand."

Moody's lips twitched. "Professor Lupin would be very pleased to have a student like you."

"He better pray he doesn't see me, or I'll definitely slap him," Aaron said meaningfully.

Moody's:...

"Not everyone can resist the Soul-Sleeping Curse. The best way is to avoid being hit by this curse and to always be vigilant."

"Now, can anyone tell me about the second Unforgivable Curses?"

This time, quite a few people raised their hands, but the most surprising one was Neville, who had never moved so much before, even though his right hand was trembling slightly.

"You must be Longbottom! Stand up."

Professor Sprout told me that I have a natural talent for Herbology.

Neville nodded and said, "There's also a spell called the Cruciatus Curse."

"Correct, come here." Moody placed the spider on the podium for Neville to see up close. "Very dangerous, a torturous spell."

He pointed his Wand at the enlarged spider, "Cruciatus Curse, Cruciatus Curse."

The spider convulsed incessantly, emitting painful screams a hundred times more piercing than the sound of a cat's claws scratching glass.

Everyone's expression became extremely unnatural, unbearable to look at. Neville, who was closest to them, had a distorted expression, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Muffliato."

Aaron chanted a spell, and a buzzing sound filled everyone's ears, replacing the spider's screams.

Moody stopped casting the Cruciatus Curse on the spider, sent Neville back to his seat, and gave Aaron a deep look. "Snape will be very pleased."

"Maybe!"

"Then... Gaius, you tell us about the final Unforgivable Curses."

"The Killing Curse, also known as the Killing Curse," Aaron said calmly, and the people around him seemed somewhat apprehensive the moment his words fell.

"Absolutely correct." Moody took the spider and walked up to Aaron, placing it on Aaron's desk. "I wouldn't dare let anyone experiment with this spell."

"Avada Kedavra".

A flash of green light appeared, and the spider, though unharmed, stopped breathing.

Aaron frowned slightly, then turned his face away.

This wasn't out of fear, after all, the Killing Curse wasn't cast on him.

But the thought of a large spider dying on my desk felt incredibly unlucky.

"The Killing Curse is an unbreakable spell; there is no way to resist it."

As far as people know, only one person has escaped the spell, and he's right here. Moody looked at Harry meaningfully, and everyone else in the classroom stared at him.

Harry Potter defeated Voldemort, a fact well-known in the Magic World, but when Professor X emphasized it again, it immediately felt different.

Harry recalled the green light he saw when he was attacked by the Dementor, and gained a clearer understanding of his mother's death.

"The Avada Kedavra curse requires a great deal of magical power as a foundation. You can all take out your Wand, point them at me, and recite this spell."

"Professor, do you want us locked up in Azkaban?" Aaron asked with a chuckle. Although he had created Thought Form, his magical power far exceeded that of his peers. What if he accidentally sent Moody away?

"Uh... forget about you," Moody said helplessly. "Others might just give me a nosebleed, but you could cripple me."

Upon hearing this, Aaron's lips twitched involuntarily.

You're already half-crippled, how dare you say that?

For the remainder of the time, Moody explained the three Unforgivable Curses in detail to the students and asked them to take notes.

Although the class was a bit nerve-wracking, it was packed with valuable information, and many people felt they gained a lot from it.

After the bell rang, the students left one after another, discussing among themselves, their awe of Alastor Moody increasing dramatically.

After lunch, Aaron took Abei to the library.

In a secluded corner, he placed Abei on the table and gave it a very thorough check. Only after confirming that it had not suffered any aftereffects from the Imperius Curse did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Stand still, relax." Aaron looked into Abei's big, watery eyes and said seriously, "Don't do that again next time, understand?"

"Your master is not so weak that I need you to shield me from curses."

A hint of confusion flashed in Abei's innocent and clear eyes. "Does Master mean I have to just watch?"

Aaron chuckled, rubbed its head, and said, "Good loyalty, keep it up."

"Just watching is definitely not an option. Unless my life is in danger, you can decide what to do if I'm ambushed or unable to fight back."

"Knew."

Aaron nodded in satisfaction, took out Weihert's magic notebook from its pocket, and prepared to improve his proficiency in Ultimate Elemental Magic, and also study other aspects of elemental magic.

However, after he had only drawn a few pictures, a shadow appeared on his desk.

Looking up, I saw Hermione pouting, her expression a mixture of anger, helplessness, and nervousness.

"What happened to you...? Did someone offend you?"

Hermione sat directly opposite Aaron, placed a box on the table, and opened it to reveal badges of various colors, all bearing the name SPEW.

"Pick one!"

"You have to tell me what this thing is first?"

"Can't you tell?" Hermione with some regret. "This is the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare, which I just founded."

Aaron seemed to understand something and tentatively asked, "An illegal society?"

"No, it's just a regular club," Hermione explained, blushing. "You probably have House Elf at home, right?"

"There are a few, why are you asking?"

"Do they get paid? Do they get sick leave or allowances?"