v2 Chapter 518： Three unforgivable curses (subscription) (1/2)

All third-year students seem to realize that Ai Wen originally understood so much.

In the past, they only knew that Ai Wen’s strength was strong, but to what extent and how strong the law was, no one had a clear concept.

The Hogwarts little wizard generally believes that he is only a peer, but still weaker than the upper grades.

After waiting for the World Cup not long ago, everyone is now, and the strength of Ai Wen is already strong enough to shock the entire magic world.

In today's class, Ai Wen said in one breath that so many unseen black magic.

The little wizards in the classroom all took a breath of cold air and looked at Ai Wen unbelievably.

Needless to say, tens of thousands of black magic, is normal magic, they only master more than a dozen, twenty.

Everyone has an illusion, as if Ai Wen is a professor of defense in the Dark Arts.

Obviously, Moody was also very surprised when he heard that Ai Wen was talking about it.

None of the things that Ai Wen said was the answer he wanted, but there was no mistake.

He knew that he had to stop the other side. If he let Evan speak, he can say a whole class.

At that time, it goes without saying that the demonstration of black magic, it is estimated that everyone has to faint out.

Because of the dead magic knowledge that Ai Wen now speaks, it has already made everyone understand.

Although this is only a very basic thing for Ai Wen, it may even be impossible to talk about the basics, just common sense.

But other people sound like these black magic branches hundreds of years ago and the book.

In the end, Moody interrupted Avon because of his outstanding performance, adding a lot to Gryffindor.

”Mr. Mason said it was very good, but I think it's imperative that you understand the three spells commonly used by the Dark Wizards, the so-called unforgivable curses, not the black magic of these unpopularities that were centuries ago,” Moody said. ”Well, can anyone tell me what are the three unforgivable curses?”

After a while, Ginny slammed her hand.

”There is a Soul of the Soul, Professor!” she whispered.

She still remembers Ron’s control of the little dwarf Peter last year, who lived in the hospital for a long time.

The Weasleys had discussed the whole incident with this spell many times, so Ginny could not forget it.

”Yes, Miss Weasley!” Moody said with appreciation. ”Your father must know the spell. I thought that in the past, the Soul of the Soul had caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic.”

He struggled to stand up with his prosthetic leg, opened the drawer of the podium, and took out a glass bottle.

The three **** spiders crawled inside and looked terrible.

All the students shrank back to the back of the chair and stared at him intently.

Moody reached into the bottle, grabbed a spider, and placed it on the open palm so that everyone could see it.

Then he pointed at it with his wand and muttered, ”The soul is out!”

The spider jumped from the palm of Moody's palm, hung a filament, and began to wander around, like sitting on a high swing.

It stiffened his legs, then turned back and turned a heel, and the filaments were pulled off.

It fell on the table and began to turn around the circle.

Moody shook his wand, and he stood up with his hind legs and jumped into a tap dance.