The classroom fell silent. Several minutes passed before a young Wizard's tiny voice rang out...
"The... Killing Curse."
The other young Wizards shifted uneasily. Merely hearing an introduction would have been fine, but the professor before them clearly intended to show them its effects.
They had seen the effects of the first two spells in detail. There was no reason the last would be spared.
Whether they came from Muggle or Wizard families, they had only heard of this spell and had never witnessed it themselves.
Here it comes, Su Er thought, adjusting his posture and watching Fake Moody intently, especially his hand movements.
He had to learn the Avada Killing Curse, a spell that caused instant death. After all, in another year or two, green light would be flashing all over Hogwarts Castle. If Dark Wizards could use it, he could certainly use it to fight back.
There was no denying that this spell was indeed extremely evil and could send someone straight to Merlin.
But whether it was just still depended on what the Wizard intended to use it for...
You can't call me a Dark Wizard just because I use Avada Kedavra to kill a chicken, right?
"Correct, correct." Though the answer had been quiet, it was very clear in the silent classroom. Fake Moody looked pleased and nodded with a smile, his blue magical eye swiveling up, down, left, and right.
"Yes, this is the last one, and a spell even more powerful than the Imperius Curse and the Cruciatus Curse. The Avada Killing Curse, also known as-the Killing Curse."
Fake Moody reached into the glass jar. The third remaining spider seemed to sense misfortune approaching and scurried desperately around the bottom, trying to avoid Moody's fingers.
But it was still caught and placed on the