I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 216
"To be honest, as long as I refuse, no one can force magic on me, so don't worry about me at all, but you, Hermione, I'm worried that if he fails to target me, he will target you instead."

"Why do I?"

"Because you are my weakness, and you are so good, and you are born in a Muggle family like me. With the peeing nature of these lunatics, I have no doubt that he will do this."

"Let's go to Dumbledore, only he can stop the fake Moody."

"It's useless. It's impossible for Dumbledore to target a professor because of our unfounded guess, and this professor is still his friend in private."

"Then what should we do?" Hermione frowned, and she stomped her feet in an unusually irritated manner.

"Don't worry, my dear. The reason why we didn't expose him is to see what they are plotting and planning. It's not because we are afraid of them. You can go to Professor McGonagall now and ask for a day off for any reason."

"What about you? What are you going to do?"

"I, hehe. I'm going to give him a surprise, a big surprise." Orlando grinned, his eyes sparkling.

"Be careful, don't overdo it." Hermione knew that it would be useless to say anything else. Her boyfriend was stubborn and extreme. He was a person who couldn't rub the sand in his eyes. When his temper came up, he didn't care to beat Moody violently.

The two left the Room of Requirement, Hermione turned and went to the Dean's office, and Orlando went back to the common room.

"Where have you been? Where's Hermione?" Ron and Harry were discussing the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and asked hurriedly when Orlando came back.

"Hermione is not feeling well, she has gone on leave."

"Ask for leave? My God, do good students even ask for leave?" Ron said exaggeratedly.

Orlando rolled his eyes at him, "If Hermione hears this, be careful that she will give you small shoes to wear, and then don't blame us for not helping you."

Harry covered his mouth and smirked.

"That's such a pity, you don't know, everyone is talking about Professor Moody now, and many senior students say that this is a rare experience, an experience that people will never forget." Ron hurriedly changed the subject, He was terrified by Hermione.

"Okay, let's get ready, let's go to class now, to see what is an unforgettable experience."

The group left the lounge, and the Gryffindor cubs couldn't wait any longer. They talked loudly, and it seemed that everyone had become an expert in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Come in." Moody arrived in the classroom early, and with a wave of his magic wand, he moved the desks aside one after another, leaving a large space in the middle of the classroom.

"Professor, you said—using it on others is—" Neville walked over tremblingly, saying in a voice only he could hear.

"Professor Dumbledore wishes to teach you to feel," said Moody - his magic eye turned and staring at him grimly, unblinkingly, "if you will go through the crueler You can learn it in a different way, or wait for someone to read this spell for you, so that you can completely control yourself in the palm of your hand, that's fine, I agree, you can go."

He stretched out a gnarled finger and pointed to the door of the classroom.Neville's face was flushed, and his body trembled even more. He persisted in not rushing out the door. This might be his last stubbornness.

Orlando couldn't stand it anymore, he stepped forward and pulled him back, took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

Moody didn't speak, didn't stop, just stared at him with his horrible false eyes, but Orlando didn't care.

"Okay, no need to talk nonsense, let's start now, whoever's name I read will come up." Moody took out the roster and said.

Moody began calling the students to take turns to come forward and cast the Imperius Curse on them.

Orlando noticed that under the influence of the spell, the classmates made abnormal behaviors one by one.Dean Thomas bounced around the classroom three times, singing the national anthem.Lavender Brown imitates a squirrel.And Neville actually performed a series of amazing gymnastic moves, which he would never be able to do under normal conditions.

Orlando rubbed his chin, pretending to be watching their performance, his mind had already gone to nowhere.This fake Moody seemed to have an unusual control over black magic. None of the students could resist the spell, and they all returned to normal after the fake Moody eliminated the spell.

"Potter," said Moody, with a hint of excitement in his voice, "it's your turn."

Harry stepped forward to the middle of the room, to the space Moody had just cleared by removing his desk, and shut his eyes shut to look at him.

Moody raised his wand, pointed at Harry, and said fiercely: "The soul is out of my body!"

At this time, Harry has undergone a period of Taoist cultivation, and he is no longer what he used to be. He kept in mind Orlando's instructions, guarded the altar and emptied his mind, and quickly entered the state of ecstasy when carving talismans. Animals move and hearts are one, let your soul and flesh blend together.

"Soul out of the body!"

"Soul out of the body!"

Moody cast the Imperius Curse three times in a row, but Harry remained motionless, seemingly in a deep sleep.

Moody was exasperated, but he couldn't show it, and just as he was about to cast the Imperius Curse for the fourth time, Harry suddenly opened his eyes.

"Professor, did I pass?"

Fake Moody suppressed the urge to cast him the Avada Kedavra Curse, put down his wand, and said with a smile: "Very good, Harry successfully resisted the Imperius Curse, and Gryffindor will add [-] points." .”

The students cheered loudly and clapped their hands vigorously, as if they had won a big victory.

Then it was Ron's turn. Harry's success seemed to inspire him. He walked to the center of the classroom with his head held high, but he was attacked by a spell in less than a second. After completing a series of backflips, he The prong walked down with a limp.

"Orlando Bloom." Moody held the roster, and he was the last.

The crowd separated from the two sides to make a passage, revealing Orlando who stood at the end. There was a successful case, which made everyone full of confidence in him, and everyone was looking forward to Orlando's performance.

Orlando did not disappoint everyone, he strode to the center of the classroom, looked at Moody calmly and waited for him to cast a spell.

"This is an experience class. The purpose is to let you feel the power of black magic in advance. No language is better than experiencing the reality once. This is also the meaning of this teaching."

Moody didn't cast the Imperius Curse as soon as he came up like before. He said a lot, as if he wanted to dispel Orlando's worries, and he seemed to be encouraging himself.Orlando didn't say anything, just looked at him plainly.

"Soul out of the body!"

A green light shot out, at this moment he exerted all his strength, and the spell he cast was radiant, eye-catching and dazzling.

Orlando had already made preparations, he made his decision, and said silently: "The psychic bracelet protects my soul!"

The Imperius Curse hit Orlando, but unexpectedly, the curse rebounded quickly after touching his body, and shot Moody's body with lightning speed.

Even though Moody was prepared, he didn't have time to dodge. After being hit, his eyes were dull, and he was taken away by his own spell.

"Go, do a tap dance." Orlando laughed in his heart, letting a guy with a crippled leg dance, this scene is so beautiful.

The students roared with laughter, and an impudent guy yelled "do a striptease." A group of girls chased and beat them.

"What should I do now?" When the fake Moody was tired from dancing and couldn't move anymore, the students crowded around and asked.

"How do I know? I don't know how to spell this spell, let alone break it." In fact, it is very easy for Orlando to break the spell. He only needs to use his powerful soul power to break the spell's shackles. But why did he How to do this?

"How about we send him to Dumbledore?" Lavender Brown said, covering her cheek, her mouth still hurting.

(End of this chapter)