A Bloodbath Caused by a 'Little' Spider

In the midst of their sweet and innocent daily life, Thursday finally arrived.

Hermione had been looking forward to this day for a long time!

Okay, actually, Bell is a little bit looking forward to it, just a tiny bit!

There's no way around it; every student who has taken Professor Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts is filled with amazement, telling everyone how amazing it is.

His excitement was even greater than when he first attended Professor Lupin's class last year.

Enveloped in this atmosphere, it was inevitable that Bell would be a little curious.

What's most infuriating is that these guys just talk a big game. So what exactly makes them so amazing? Just tell us! This is just teasing us!

First there was the Hogwarts Sorting Ceremony, then the Triwizard Tournament, and now the Defense Against the Dark Arts content—what's wrong with these wizards? Why do they love keeping everyone in suspense so much?

After Hermione's eager anticipation, Professor Moody finally entered the classroom.

After scanning the classroom, under Professor Moody's powerful aura, the classroom, which had just been as lively as a market, immediately became as silent as a graveyard at midnight.

"You, Bell?"

After glancing at each of the Little Wizard in the classroom, Professor Moody finally fixed his gaze on Bell.

"Yes, Professor, it's been a long time. I'm so glad to see you're still in good health."

After standing up and bowing, Bell greeted him respectfully.

"That's because I've never let my guard down. You should also be careful; although the magical items in your house are indeed quite good, you can't be careless because of that."

Remember, carelessness is a wizard's greatest enemy!

In a hoarse voice, Professor Moody repeated his usual catchphrase.

"Have you been practicing what I taught you these past few years?"

For some reason, Professor Moody suddenly asked.

"Of course, I practice every day. It's just that I haven't explored much about Dark Magic yet, so I practice it relatively little."

Bell said honestly.

"That won't do!"

Upon hearing this, Professor Moody slammed his cane down hard.

"To deal with Dark Wizard, you must understand Dark Magic."

Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle.

I remember those words; it was you who told me that back then.

Faced with Professor Moody's reprimand, Bell remained silent and lowered his head, like a quail, enduring the scolding.

What else could he do?

Does he expect him to publicly present Professor Moody with all the research he has done over the years to prove that he hasn't been lazy but simply couldn't find the time?

"Perfect timing. Today I plan to teach you about the Unforgivable Curses. Bell, help me demonstrate the Unforgivable Curses so I can check your progress over the years."

As he spoke, Professor Moody took out a glass bottle that he had prepared beforehand from the drawer of his lectern. Inside the bottle were three black spiders.

"I think I don't need to go over what the Unforgivable Curses is, do I?"

After glancing at the students, some excited and some surprised, and seeing that no one raised any objections, Professor Moody continued:

"Very good. Bell, come over here and demonstrate the Unforgivable Curses to everyone in turn."

"Professor, are you sure everything is okay?"

Bell asked hesitantly.

Strictly speaking, apart from the Killing Curse, the Imperius Curse and the Cruciatus Curse are not particularly difficult Curses.

However, given the current state of the British Wizarding World and the public's aversion to these three Curses, Bell has always been careful to avoid casting the Unforgivable Curses in front of others. Bell hasn't even taught Hermione these three Curses yet.

"To be honest, I also thought it was a bit early. But Dumbledore said that the students at Hogwarts are all very talented. So I thought that at least it would give the students a direct understanding of the Unforgivable Curses and teach them how to resist the Imperius Curse."

Upon hearing Professor Moody's words, Bell inwardly curled his lip in disapproval.

Dumbledore truly lives up to his reputation as a powerful wizard who has lived for over 100 years; he can spout such outrageous lies so easily.

Excellent? A group of graduates who can't even unleash a single Shield Charm, and Dumbledore calls that excellent?

I'm afraid they're judging it based on the standard of Troll.

But since Dumbledore and Professor Moody are already taking the blame, Bell doesn't need to worry about so much anymore.

He walked to the lectern, took out his Wand, and with a gentle wave, the stopper on the glass bottle came off automatically, and a black spider floated out.

After looking at the little spider in front of him and then at the Little Wizard below who were staring at him expectantly, Bell thought for a moment and then gently tapped the little spider with his Wand.

"Engorgio!"

This spider is too small; the students in the back won't be able to see it clearly.

Under the influence of Bell's Curses, the tiny spider, the size of a fingernail, visibly swelled to the size of a person.

The menacing maw, the terrifying eight eyes, the dense bristles—all of this made the Little Wizard, who were curiously watching Bell's every move, shrink back in fear...

"Ah--!"

A high-decibel scream of terror suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the classroom. Everyone was startled and instinctively turned their heads curiously, following the sound.

Startled by the scream, Bell quickly waved his Wand, restraining the 'little' spider that was trying to turn and run away.

The little guy was also startled by the scream.

After stopping the little spider's attempt to escape the classroom and successfully preventing a teaching accident, Bell finally had time to check on the source of the screams.

Then Bell regretted it; he should have controlled his curiosity.

As the saying goes, "Curiosity killed the cat," and the ancients were right.

Right behind Bell's seat, Ron and Neville were embracing tightly, looking as if they wanted to become one.

Is this really what they call Britain? Even elementary school students are so open-minded.

Hey there, young lady, please put away your Personal Terminal. Using Personal Terminal is prohibited during class time.

What? You're taking pictures, witnessing the love between those two?

Ahem... Could you please hurry up? And this is a one-time exception.

Okay, just kidding.

Ron and Neville certainly didn't suddenly awaken their 'true selves,' nor did they abandon poor Harry and decide to elope.

As we all know... or perhaps not so much?

In short, anyone who knows Ron knows that Ron's biggest fear is spiders.

If it were one of those tiny spiders that could be crushed with a single finger, Ron would still be scared, but he would still be able to control his emotions.

Under Bell's Curses of 'magnifying' Spider-Man at the drop of a hat, Spider-Man suddenly became much larger. Ron couldn't stand it anymore.