Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 134: Aunt, do you like Potter? (12000 words)
As the days passed, the Scottish Highlands grew colder.

Every morning, the students had to brave the strong draft and walk around the castle in groups of three or five.

It should be said that the new temporary school rules formulated by Dumbledore are quite effective. No students have been petrified for a week in a row.

At the same time, Professor Snape also began to secretly investigate the Slytherin classmates to see who had a blood relationship with the Gaunt family.

Professor Dumbledore himself went to the orphanage where Voldemort grew up as a child, intending to find out where he came from.

Harry also found this outrageous. Haven't you been the headmaster for so many years and you don't care about the students' specific backgrounds?
It would be fine if it was an ordinary student, but that was Voldemort, a born evil kid!
Harry thought to himself that if he were the headmaster, he would have already found out everything about Voldemort - even what kind of cake Voldemort had on his third birthday.

Oh sorry Tom, I forgot your mother doesn't love you and wouldn't have celebrated your birthday even if she were alive, Harry thought viciously.

Considering that there was still a basilisk in the school, Harry asked someone to buy a pair of two-sided mirrors, wrote a letter to Pabbie, gave it to the owls in the owl shed, and asked them to deliver the letter to Mr. Flamel.

The general meaning of the letter was that the school was still quite dangerous and it was recommended that Pappy stay with Mr. Flamel for a while longer.

Mr. Flamel's house was also very lively. On November 9th, Newt Scamander and his wife, Porpentina Scamander, came to Mr. Flamel's cottage together.

In fact, Newt had already left for France, but due to some historical reasons, it was difficult for him to enter and exit the country.

It was not until today that he was finally able to enter France legally.

As soon as he arrived in France, he Apparated with his wife outside Mr. Flamel's cottage.

The Scamanders were among the few wizards who knew of the existence of Mr. Flamel's hut, so the Fidelius Charm had no effect on them.

"Mr. Flamel." Newt went forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, Dicko opened the door and welcomed the Scamanders into the cabin.

When I pushed open the door, I saw Mr. LeMay staring intently at a large glowing box. His hand was also moving something that looked like a plastic mouse, which made a clicking sound from time to time.

A little behind Mr. Flamel is a unicorn sleeping standing on the sofa.

"Mr. Flamel?" Newt greeted tentatively.

However, Mr. LeMay did not respond at all, and continued to stare at the big box intently.

Newt stepped forward and waved his hand in front of Mr. Flamel's face.

Mr. Flamel finally came to his senses and belatedly let out an "oh".

"It's Newt, when did you come?" He laughed.

Newt smiled shyly. "I just came in... What are you doing? I remember hearing Albus say in the summer that you seemed to be planning to face death with Mrs. Flamel? I also received many things from you..."

"Oh, that." Mr. Flamel smiled at Newt. "I regret it. Now I think life is actually full of fun - look, this, this..."

Mr. Flamel introduced the object in front of him to Newt like a child introducing a toy to his friends.

"This is the new product of the Muggles - the computer." Mr. Flamel said happily, "It is this little thing that has made me find the meaning of life again - you see, only a hundred years have passed, and the Muggles have invented such interesting things. What about the wizarding world?"

“The wizarding world is great, too, Mr. Flamel,” Newt said.

"No, it's not good," said Mr. Flamel seriously. "Wizards are complacent and have completely lost their ambition - oh, let's not talk about that for now, you are..."

Newt then remembered why he came this time. His face turned red and he spoke.

"I heard Mr. Potter from Hogwarts mention something about a unicorn lady - I think her name is Pappy, right?"

"Yes," said Mr. Flamel. "I forgot that you were very fond of magical creatures - weren't you? You always carry a few Nifflers in your bag. You didn't bring them this time?"

"No." Newt answered firmly.

Mr. Flamel was relieved. He smiled at Newt and said, "You have to understand how difficult it is for an old man. His alchemy room can no longer withstand the destruction of a nest of Nifflers. So you want to know about Pappy, right?"

"Yes," Newt nodded. "I heard from Mr. Potter that this unicorn lady named Pappy doesn't seem to have a very sensitive sense of taste?"

Mr. Flamel glanced at Pappy who was still sleeping: "Yes, but her situation is rather special. I still suggest that you seek her opinion before conducting research..."

"Okay, Mr. Flamel, okay." Newt said, sitting on the sofa nearby with his wife Tina.

"She is so beautiful and elegant...isn't she?" Tina looked at Pappy in fascination.

Just as she finished saying this, a snot bubble suddenly came out of Pabby's nose, and it burst with a pop in front of Tina's shocked gaze.

"Huh... I'm not asleep."

Pabbi opened his eyes and looked at the two extra people in front of him with some confusion.

"Hello." She yawned and turned to look at Newt and Tina who were looking at her intently.

There were two people and a unicorn with six eyes. You looked at me, I looked at you, and no one knew what to say first.

In the end, it was Newt who spoke first.

"Hello, I'm Newt." Newt extended his hand: "Newt Scamander, it's an honor to meet you, Miss Pappy."

After he finished speaking, he realized that the person in front of him was a unicorn instead of a human, so his face turned red, he lowered his head and retracted his hand: "Sorry, Miss Pappy, I forgot about you..."

"It's okay." Pappy raised one of his front legs. "Hello, Mr. Scamander and Mrs. Scamander."

While speaking, Papi's eyes were confused for a moment.

Scamander?

This last name...why does it look so familiar?

Newt and Tina's eyes lit up. After shaking hands with Pabbie, Newt asked a series of questions.

Pappy was confused by this series of questions. Circles like mosquito coils gradually appeared in her eyes, and she didn't look very smart.

Tina noticed Pappy's expression and quickly pulled Newt.

"I'm sorry..." Newt said embarrassedly, "I really... I haven't been in close contact with a unicorn yet. I'm sorry, Miss Pabbie."

"It's okay." Pappy smiled gently. For some reason, she always felt that the old man in front of her was very kind.

This kind of intimacy is strange, as if I have some connection with him...

Newt hummed, hesitated, and then said, "Miss Pappy, your name... um, do you know Miss Pappy Sweeting?"

At Newt's question, Mr. Flamel spun around in his chair, looking pleased with himself.

Wow, I didn’t expect that Newt also knew Miss Sweeting?

But...it's hard to say, after all, Newt was born in 1897.

"Pappy Sweeting?"

Hearing the name, Pappy straightened up.

"How do you know her?" There was a hint of vigilance in Pappy's eyes.

She looked at Mr. Flamel again, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Why does this Mr. Scamander know my name?

"My mother, she has a sister." Newt said with a blushing face, "Her name is Linda Scamander... Oh, by the way, before she got married, her name was Linda Sweeting..."

Pappy was stunned.

She didn't expect that after so many years, there were still relatives alive in the world.

At this time, she also remembered why she thought the name Scamander was familiar...

In 1887, her sister married a man named Scamander while she was still studying at Hogwarts, but she also attended their wedding.

"You...you are my sister's son?" Papi said in a lost voice.

"elder sister?!"

Newt stood up suddenly and looked at Pabbie in front of him in shock.

Tina was also incredulous when she heard what Papi said.

She never expected that the unicorn lady in front of her was actually... her husband's mother's sister? In other words, her and her husband's aunt?
"You...you mean..." Newt couldn't believe it. He pointed at Pappy tremblingly and said, "You...you are Pappy Sweeting? My aunt?"

But this is an expected reaction. After all, no matter who sees a unicorn saying "I am your aunt", the first reaction is impossible.

Pabbie nodded, and belatedly said "oh". With a flash of light, a ghost of a beautiful girl in Hufflepuff robes appeared in the spot.

"Oh, now you should believe it." Pappy stretched out her hand. "Here - let me introduce myself again, my nephew... I am your aunt, Pappy Sweeting."

Newt stretched out his hand mechanically, but caught nothing.

"What's wrong with you?" Newt asked.

"It turned into a ghost." Pappy said simply, "Something went wrong when I was practicing Magic Magus, and it turned into this."

As she spoke, she put her hands behind her back, leaned over and looked up at Newt's lowered head, and said with a smile: "You are really not like your mother, Newt. Linda is very outgoing - look, she likes to hug people, which you didn't inherit."

Newt smiled sheepishly and said, "My brother, Theseus, inherited my mother's extroversion and is a cuddle monster - but I inherited my mother's love of magical creatures."

"Yes, Linda likes hippogriffs very much." Pappy said with a smile, and then he recalled for a while and said: "Ah, Theseus, I remember him - if I remember correctly, he was born when I was in the third grade, and I held him in my arms."

“Really?” Newt did a quick calculation. “You were in the third grade in 1889?”

"Yeah." Pappy turned around. "This is me in seventh grade. How about it? Pretty young, right?"

Newt felt a sore throat.

"Have you always been like this all these years? Always a ghost?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"Sometimes I'm a unicorn." Pappy sat back on the sofa. "Compared to being a ghost, I still prefer to be a carefree unicorn... a unicorn."

Newt turned back to Mr. Flamel.

"Mr. Flamel, allow me to speak to Theseus about Aunt Pappy," he said. "I think he should be informed of such a big thing."

Mr. LeMay waved his skinny hand impatiently and took small steps back to sit in front of the computer.

His meaning is very clear, do whatever you want, don't disturb me while I'm playing on the computer!
Newt looked back at Tina, took out a small card from his pocket, turned around and walked out of Mr. Flamel's alchemy room.

After a while, he led a tall, thin and handsome old man in.

It was his brother, Theseus Scamander.

Theseus obviously didn't know the truth of the matter. He asked Newt in confusion: "What on earth is going on that makes me so anxious?"

“You’ll know when you see him,” Newt said, pushing Theseus into the house.

Mr. Flamel's alchemy room was really small, and after a few more people were added to the room, it began to seem crowded.

Theseus looked left and right; this was his first time at Mr. Flamel's house.

Of course, he had heard of the name of this legendary alchemist - but the last time he saw Mr. Flamel was at Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris decades ago.

"Hello, Mr. Flamel." Theseus greeted Flamel, who was sitting in front of the computer playing Civilization 1.

Mr. Flamel turned his head and said in a friendly tone: "Hello—well, leave me alone, boy."

Theseus felt a little uncomfortable. It should be said that no one had called him "child" since he entered adulthood.

But it cannot be said that it is unacceptable. After all, in front of Mr. Flamel, who lived for more than 600 years, let alone the fact that he was only over 100 years old, even if he lived another 200 or 300 years, he would still be a child.

"Look, who is this..." Newt pulled Theseus's shoulders and turned him towards Pappy.

Seeing the older version of his good nephew, Pabbie stretched out his hand and greeted him.

"Hi, Theseus, long time no see—"

Theseus obviously didn't react to what was happening. The moment he saw the Hufflepuff female ghost, he felt that she looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"Hello, young lady." Theseus asked hesitantly, "Do we know each other?"

"She is our little aunt." Newt reminded him considerately, "Pappy, Pappy Sweeting, mom's sister..."

After hearing Newt's explanation, Theseus remembered why the girl in front of him looked so familiar.

When he was two or three years old, before Pappy disappeared, he loved to pester his aunt to play.

My aunt's pocket seemed to be filled with endless delicious food, as well as various little gadgets from Hogsmeade, which was very interesting.

Especially children of his age are the most unable to resist temptation.

As a result, he also liked this aunt the most.

Perhaps it was because of Pappy's influence that he was admitted to Hufflepuff House.

In fact, Theseus' mother Linda, Theseus, and Newt, all three of them were from Hufflepuff House.

"Aunt Pappy?" Theseus walked forward with heavy steps, a little incredulous: "Really, it's really you? But how did you become like this?"

"Me?" Pappy smiled. "It was just a little accident..."

Theseus walked forward, seemingly wanting to hug his aunt like he did when they were children, but was embarrassed to find that she was now a ghost.

"Oh, you must be the same as Linda, right?" Pappy said sympathetically, and transformed back into a unicorn: "Here, now we can hug--"

Theseus mechanically walked forward, opened his arms and gently hugged Papi's head, and was almost poked by the horn.

"What is going on with you? Why is the human form a ghost, while the Animagus form is a corporeal unicorn?"

"I have no way to explain it. Perhaps this is the price of being a Magic Magus." Pabbie said leisurely, but he did not show any sadness or sorrow. Instead, he was still full of energy: "Okay, okay, I say to you two nephews - don't be so sad, smile..."

At this moment, the Hogwarts owl also came to the vicinity of Mr. Flamel's residence.

Dicko walked out through Apparition, took away the letters and two-way mirror brought by the owl one by one, and fed the owl some food and water.

After returning to the alchemy room, he handed the letter and the two-sided mirror to Pappy.

"Miss Sweeting, this is a letter from Master Potter," he said.

Pabbie said, "Newt, help your aunt open the letter... Yes, put it in front of me."

Several people gathered together to read the contents of the letter.

"This Harry, he actually left me in France!" Pappy said unwillingly: "Isn't it just a basilisk? It can't run outside the Hogwarts castle..."

"I think what Mr. Potter said makes sense." Newt lowered his head and said, "Albus talked to me about this issue before, and I also thought that the beast causing trouble in the school was a basilisk - but I didn't expect that this basilisk was actually raised by Slytherin."

"I've read the handwritten letter from Slytherin." Pappy picked up the letter irritably and swung it in the air vigorously. "That old guy is really...unusually stubborn, but this is not the reason why Harry didn't come back to pick me up."

"Wait!" The former Chief Auror of the Ministry of Magic suddenly discovered the blind spot: "Aunt Pabbie, is this Mr. Potter you are talking about the boy who survived Dumbledore's catastrophe?"

"Yes." Pappy nodded and looked at Newt: "Didn't Newt say he saw him a few days ago?"

"Yes." Newt recalled and said with a smile: "The boy is very polite and has a keen insight. I understand why Dumbledore thinks so highly of him."

Tina had been paying attention to the conversation here. When she heard Newt's words, she suddenly said, "So now Harry is Dumbledore's favorite student?"

Hearing this, Newt's face twitched involuntarily, as if he remembered something horrible.

"Oh my God, Tina, you reminded me of bad things." Newt shook his head quickly, waving his hands constantly.

Tina asked with a smile: "Why, do you remember Grindelwald who was disguised as Percival Graves? Oh - I still remember that when he was interrogating you, he said, 'What makes Albus Dumbledore like you so much', my God, he is really jealous."

The affair between Dumbledore and Grindelwald was no secret even within the small circle of people close to Dumbledore - I heard this from Aberforth.

When talking about this incident, Aberforth was so angry that he even broke several plates.

Hearing Tina's teasing, everyone present laughed, including Mr. LeMay, who was sitting in front of the computer and keeping an eye on everything.

"Grindelwald?" Pappy suddenly became alert: "Hey, which Grindelwald?"

"Gellert Grindelwald." Newt said, and began to tell his aunt in detail about GGAD's love history that he had heard from Aberforth and Dumbledore himself.

Pabbie couldn't believe it at first, then hesitated, and finally chose to accept it but not agree with it.

"Oh my God, I can't believe how Vivi will react when she finds out that her brother has such a relationship with Dumbledore." Pappy shuddered. Seeing everyone's puzzled looks, he introduced them, "Oh, Vivi is our classmate from Slytherin... Um, Vladia Grindelwald, the sister of Gellert Grindelwald."

"There is such a thing?" Newt's eyes widened and he looked at Pappy.

"Yes, Vivi's brother is indeed called Gellert. I remember that during the summer vacation of the fifth grade, Harry went to Nurmengard. He didn't have a very good impression of Gellert. I heard that he had a bad temper and always had a sullen face. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Harry often pinched him."

Everyone present had seen Gellert Grindelwald, and they really couldn't imagine the scene of someone pinching his face.

Oh my god, this is so brutal.

“No—” Newt suddenly realized something was wrong: “Aunt Pabbie, you mean… Harry? Harry Potter? Oh my God, I know the Harry from a hundred years ago, but I have never associated him with the Mr. Potter today—and you two have such a good relationship, could it be… could it be that he…”

"Yes, he is that Harry." Pabbie admitted directly, "But I suggest that you don't tell Dumbledore about this for the time being. After all... Harry has such a good relationship with Gellert's sister, and now Vivi... I'm afraid that after Dumbledore knows about this, he will have some prejudice against Vivi."

"Okay, Aunt Pabbie." Newt nodded obediently.

He suddenly added: "But...it's hard for me to imagine the scene when Gellert sees Mr. Potter again."

"Why?" Tina and Theseus asked together.

"Oh my God, just think about it." Newt stretched out his hand and waved it in the air. "This Mr. Potter is not only Dumbledore's favorite student, but also his sister's favorite classmate. God, I dare not imagine what the jealous king of Europe will do, but I know that just burning down Paris is not enough."

Newt rarely joked, and he had always been a relatively unsociable person.

But when this kind of people joke, they are often very cold...

but……

Everyone thought about it and began to mourn for Harry.

God, I hope this Harry Potter doesn't get torn apart by Grindelwald.

"What are you looking at?" Pappy stamped his foot on the floor. "Oh my God, you don't think Gellert can beat Harry?"

"Isn't it?" Newt raised his head: "Grindelwald is a well-known dark wizard, he is very powerful... Only Dumbledore can defeat him." "You don't know Harry." Pappy sighed: "But... we still have to wait until they meet to know, I personally am..."

Just when he was halfway through his words, the two-sided mirror began to shake.

"It should be Mr. Potter." Newt picked up the two-way mirror and handed it to Pappy.

Pabbit suddenly changed back into unicorn form, leaving Newt stunned.

Soon, Harry's face appeared on the two-way mirror.

"Hi, Pappy," Harry greeted cheerfully. "How's it going?"

"Me?" Pappy thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I'm fine. I've been doing fine lately. But why don't you come and pick me up?"

When saying this, the tone was obviously wrong, as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

Newt didn't think anything of it, but Tina and Theseus looked at each other and realized something was wrong.

"Isn't this the Basilisk?" Harry waved his hands. "Recently, Professor Dumbledore even issued a school rule that more than three people must travel together in the school. No one is allowed to act alone. I'm doing this for your own good. Do you know Moaning Myrtle? She was a Ravenclaw student who was more than 50 years after us. She turned into a ghost because she stared at the Basilisk."

Finally, Harry added: "Pappy, I don't want you to become a ghost like Myrtle, otherwise I will be sad."

After hearing the latter sentence, Papi was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Well, okay." Pappy said with a smile: "Don't worry, Harry——"

"Okay, that's it. I'll pick you up after the basilisk is dealt with." Harry said to Pappy, "By the way, I'll take care of the Hogwarts board of directors' business. Ah... OK, Ron and the others are coming back. Let's talk later--"

After saying that, Harry hung up the two-way mirror.

Pabbie motioned for Newt to take the mirror and transformed back into human form.

The house fell into an eerie silence.

At this moment, Theseus broke the silence first.

As the former Chief Auror of the Ministry of Magic, his sense of smell is naturally extremely sharp.

He could even tell from Pabli's face in unicorn form that this aunt definitely had some special feelings for Mr. Potter.

So he considered his words and asked, "Um, Aunt Pappy, do you... do you like Mr. Potter?"

You know what, after Theseus asked this question, the atmosphere in the room became even weirder.

After understanding these words, Tina held her forehead in pain and sighed silently.

Newt's mouth dropped open, a little incredulous at his brother's bravery - and the Bowtruckle in his pocket did the same, as if it could understand what he was saying.

As for Mr. Lemay, he was leisurely putting on his headphones, trying to stay away from the troubles of this world.

"No wonder my brother is still single." Newt lowered his head and gossiped with Tina about his brother's personal life at a rapid speed. "My God, look at his emotional intelligence..."

Tina glared at Newt, as if blaming her husband for his wild guess.

In fact, everyone knows that the reason Theseus has been single is because of Leta.

At Père Lachaise Cemetery, Theseus' fiancée was burned to ashes by Gellert's Fiendfire in order to save Theseus and Newt. Since then, Theseus has never been moved by other women.

Pappy sat on the sofa, stunned for a while, and then murmured, "Do you like it?"

She had always kept her feelings for Harry deep in her heart and never dared to make them public.

Look at who is around Harry... From the first to the fourth grade, the eldest daughter of the Malfoy family protected Harry like an old hen protecting her cubs - in the fifth grade, Grindelwald forcefully inserted himself into Malfoy's side.

That Miss Grindelwald was not only a transfer student, but she was also next to Harry.

One is a young lady, and the other is the inheritor of ancient magic. Pappy really doesn't think he has anything to compete with them.

So she could only bury this feeling deep in her heart, not daring to tell anyone - not even Harry.

She was afraid that after she told it, she wouldn't even have any friends.

Yes, if she didn't like him so much, why would she cross the boundary between life and death and wait for that boy?

"Aunt Pabbie," Theseus was going crazy today, "Actually, my suggestion is that if you like someone, then try your best to pursue him. You... practiced Animagus because of Mr. Potter, right? That's why you are like this now. I believe Mr. Potter must also be..."

"I do not know."

Papi lowered his head, and for the first time ever he did not show his energetic look in front of others.

"I don't know, I really don't know."

She covered her face, and large silver-white ghost tears flowed out through her fingers.

I don't know when Mr. Flamel sat down, holding two test tubes in his hands to collect ghost tears under Pappy's face.

Seeing his friends with question marks on their faces, Mr. Flamel mouthed silently: "Don't waste it."

"Cassandra is the eldest daughter of the Malfoy family, and Vivi is so outstanding. What do I have...what do I have..."

she murmured.

Tina moved and sat next to Pappy.

She held out her hand carefully and whispered, "Aunt Pappy, you still have us - all of us. We will always support you."

"Yes, Aunt Pappy," Theseus and Newt said together, "You still have us."

Hearing these words, Pabbie raised his face and asked pitifully.

"really?"

"Of course it's true." Tina said softly, "Don't worry, we will definitely help you."

"Okay!" Pappy wiped his tears and shook his hands vigorously.

Mr. Flamel, with an agility that was not in line with his age, caught the flying ghost tears with the narrow mouth of the test tube.

Seeing Mr. Flamel's actions, Newt couldn't help but say, "Mr. Flamel, this..."

"Ha ha." Mr. Flamel put the test tube away. "We should be economical."

Newt lowered his head again and said to Pappy, "Don't worry, Aunt Pappy. Now that we have come a hundred years later, you still have us - we will definitely help you and bring you and Mr. Potter together!"

……

Harry, who was far away in Hogwarts, didn't know that the "Harper's Party" had been established in Paris, France. Now he got up and planned to go to the Room of Requirement upstairs to start training.

He had indeed planned to train in the Forbidden Forest before, but unfortunately there were people patrolling outside today, and they had set up anti-Disillusionment spells and invisibility mechanisms, preventing them from sneaking into the Forbidden Forest.

Under the portrait of the troll beating Barnabas with a club, Cedric and Megan were already waiting there.

Harry greeted them and requested a meeting room from the Room of Requirement.

Yes, he planned to do something new today instead of just training for a battle.

Sitting in the main seat of the conference room, Harry spoke first, "Everyone has done a good job in the practical exercises recently. I noticed that you all have mastered at least five spells used in duels. But today, I plan to teach you some small spells that you won't learn in textbooks."

When everyone heard that it was the “little curse” of “not learning from textbooks”, they became excited.

"Great." Cedric said with a bright smile, "We won't learn this from the textbooks. I really want to know what kind of spell you can teach us in the Room of Requirement."

Poor Cedric, he hadn't realized what he was about to learn.

Hermione frowned suddenly. No matter how she thought about it, she felt something was wrong. She even thought of the book "Harmless Little Curses" published by the Gaunt family.

Could it be...

What Harry wants to teach us is the "little evil spell" carefully selected by the Gaunt family that can make people happy to get the soul-sucking package of Dementors? !

However, before Hermione could think about it, she noticed that Harry took out several wands from somewhere and distributed them to them one by one.

When Hermione saw the second-hand wand, she burped.

Oh my god, it looks like I really need to learn the prison spell!
"Here, take these wands." Harry said with a smile: "I don't think you would want to use some spells that are detected by the flashback spell, so I borrowed some old wands from outside."

"How did you borrow it?" Ron asked curiously, "Wizards regard wands as their lives, so why would they lend it to you?"

Harry was about to answer when he remembered a famous line from Uncle Vernon's favorite movie, The Godfather, and said in a very stylish way, "I gave them an offer they couldn't refuse."

Most of the people present were children from wizarding families and of course had no idea what this sentence meant - and of course Hermione didn't know either, as she was not interested in these movies.

But his instinct told him that Harry's reason was definitely not a good one.

"Okay, now let's pick up our wands," Harry said to everyone. "The spells we're going to learn will be very useful to you - but I don't recommend that you use them casually outside."

"What spell is that, Harry?" Seamus asked with interest. "Something about explosions? Let's blow the bloody place to pieces!"

"No, it's not, Seamus." Harry leaned on the table, looked around and asked, "Among the many dark magic curses, there are three unforgivable curses. Do you know which ones they are?"

"The Cruciatus Curse, Harry." Neville shuddered, but answered the question anyway.

"And the Killing Curse," said Hermione.

"And the Imperius Curse," Cedric added.

"I'm glad you know these three spells," Harry clapped his hands and said, "but I hope you'll never encounter them. The purpose of our practice here is to protect ourselves from these things - well, let's start with the Imperius Curse."

"Who knows the gist of the Imperius Curse?" asked Harry.

Everyone present was silent. They really had never paid attention to this spell - even if they saw it, they would just skip it.

"Well, let me tell you." Harry saw that no one answered, so he said: "The Imperius Curse, the spell is Imperio, which is used to control the behavior of someone or something. It is one of the Unforgivable Curses."

"When the spell hits the target, the caster will feel a warm current, and at the same time, the caster will control the actions and words of the controlled person, just like a puppet."

With that, Harry pulled a spider out of his wallet.

"Engorgio (Get bigger quickly)!"

Under the influence of the spell, the spider's body swelled rapidly.

Ron, who was afraid of spiders, quickly stepped back at this moment, trying to stay away from the big spider.

"Imperio!" Harry cast the spell again.

He controlled the spider to jump continuously. "Look, under the effect of the spell, it completely obeys any command I make. This is why the Imperius Curse is listed as one of the three unforgivable curses. It can make people lose themselves and obey the caster's command."

"I've heard that many wizards, years ago, claimed to have been under the Imperius Curse in an attempt to exonerate themselves from their crimes," Harry told them. "I'm talking about the days when Voldemort was at his most powerful. The Ministry was really busy trying to figure out who was being forced to act and who was acting of their own accord."

As he said this, he cast a vanishing spell on the spider.

The faces of the students present all looked a little unhappy. After all, they had never come into contact with the Unforgivable Curse.

This was the first time that Harry had practiced naked in front of them.

"Hogwarts really protects you too well!" Harry noticed everyone's expression. He knocked on the table and said angrily, "If you are not allowed to come into contact with these spells, do you have to wait until you meet the Death Eaters and watch them use the Unforgivable Curse on you and wait for death obediently without any effective countermeasures?"

After hearing what Harry said, all the students present lowered their heads and fell into thought.

To be fair, although the Imperius Curse is very cruel, what Harry said does make sense.

If I don't learn how to deal with it now, should I wait until I graduate from school and let the dark wizard teach me?
Will the dark wizard still show mercy at that time?

"I see, Harry." Cedric was the first to react. "I know what you mean - thank you."

Harry's face brightened a little.

"Harry, I see your good intentions," Hermione also said, and following her, everyone expressed their understanding of Harry's radical teaching methods.

What else? If Harry is not allowed to teach, should the dark wizards be allowed to teach?
"I'm glad you can accept it. It seems you are not the stubborn ones who can't think straight." Harry nodded with satisfaction and said again: "Okay, let's get back to the Imperius Curse - I need to tell you that this curse can be resisted. Not everyone can master it with your strong willpower."

"But practice has shown that being subjected to the Imperius Curse for a long time and many times will develop resistance to this spell." Harry said again: "What I need you to do is to develop resistance to this spell after practicing with each other many times, at least you will not be easily controlled by the dark wizards. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" everyone answered in unison.

Seamus suddenly raised his hand and asked, "Well, Professor, I have a question."

"You go ahead," said Harry.

"What about the last two spells? They can't let us use them on each other, right?" Seamus scratched his head.

Harry smiled and shook his head and said, "How could that be? We are not yet at that point - but I will demonstrate it to you a few times, using a target, and then I will teach you the appropriate ways to deal with it - all right, I will start teaching you how to use the Imperius Curse now, remember not to take the wrong wand, just use the second-hand wand I borrowed."

He said, and stretched out his wand to draw tracks in the air.

"See? This is how the Imperius Curse works," Harry said to them. "Come, learn how to pronounce it with me... imperio!"

Everyone waved their wands in unison, following Harry's movements and learning together.

"Good, good," Harry checked. "All good - you, Ron, you pronounced it wrong, it's imperio, not impero!"

Ron said "oh" and waved his wand again to start practicing.

When they had almost finished practicing, Harry said, "Start now, in pairs, and start practicing this spell... Cedric, you'll be in a group with Megan; as for Seamus, you'll be in a group with Neville; Ron, you'll be in a group with Hermione."

After hearing Harry's grouping, they began to take their positions.

"Okay, let's start practicing - who's going first?" asked Harry.

"Let me go first!" Megan stepped forward and pointed her wand at Cedric: "Imperio!"

Cedric's expression suddenly froze. He raised his hands and gave a standard French military salute, his body twisting in a wave-like motion.

Everyone burst into laughter when they saw his funny look.

Megan laughed as well, and she continued to control Cedric to tap dance and make him jump around like a zombie.

After a while, Cedric shook his head, as if he was free from the Imperius Curse.

"Oh my god, this feeling." Cedric shook his head: "Is this what it feels like to be controlled by the Imperius Curse? I feel like I seem to have found some tricks..."

"Shall we do it again?" Megan asked caringly.

Cedric drew his wand and cast a spell on her without saying a word.

Megan, who was under the spell, jumped up and down twice and began to show everyone the traditional Irish dance - Riverdance.

Megan is quite good at tap dancing and can show everyone some new tricks from time to time.

After about a minute, Cedric broke free from the Imperius Curse.

"It's really not a wonderful thing." Megan panted heavily, holding her waist and said, "I always felt that there was a voice urging me to do something, but I didn't find a way to resist this order... What scared me was that at that time, I particularly liked the feeling of being ordered, and I was even a little addicted..."

"Really?" Hermione said in disbelief. She thought that with her own willpower, she should be able to quickly break free from control - let alone Ron's control.

"Take the curse, Hermione!" Ron cast the spell impatiently - he had wanted to do so for a long time.

Hermione, who was under the control of the Imperius Curse, reached out and grabbed the book on the table and began to tear it apart. She seemed to be addicted to this enjoyment.

After she tore up the notebook, Ron ordered her to use a spell to restore the notebook and then let her come to his side.

"I'm sorry, Ron, I will never be mean to you again." Hermione said gently.

Ron grinned and said to everyone, "Did you see that? This is Hermione's promise -"

As he said this, he released the control of the Imperius Curse.

At this moment, Hermione's hair swelled up.

"We agreed not to be angry before we practiced the spell!" Ron said quickly.

After hearing these words, Hermione finally put out the flames of anger.

In fact, it's not that she can't afford to play, she just thinks it's a waste to tear up the book, not to mention that the notebook was made with her hard work - fortunately, this is the magical world, and she has just restored the notebook under Ron's control.

For the sake of the final repair spell, Hermione decided not to argue with Ron about it.

"Okay, Ronald." Hermione clapped her wand on her palms and showed a very intriguing smile, "Next, is it my turn?"

Ron swallowed his saliva, held his head high like a brave Cromwell, and said, "You can cast spells on me. If I frown, I'm not Ron!"

"Imperio!"

Ron, who was under the spell, grinned foolishly and started to dance mechanically on the spot.

It is hard to imagine that a wizard can imitate a robot so well, even better than many professional robot dance masters.

"I don't eat chicken legs, I don't eat chicken legs..." Ron muttered, as if it was set to a single loop, repeating this sentence endlessly.

Only after saying it for the seventh time did Ron suddenly break free from the control of the spell.

"I can't not eat chicken legs!" Ron clenched his fists and shouted angrily.

After he finished yelling, he realized belatedly that he had broken free from the control of the Imperius Curse.

"Huh?" He was a little surprised.

He himself did not expect that his love for chicken legs would allow him to overcome Hermione's Imperius Curse.

No one present expected that Ron would be the first person to break free from the Imperius Curse.

Even Harry was the same. He had thought that the first person to break free from the Imperius Curse would be Cedric, a senior, or Hermione, who was always as good as anyone.

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