I swung a sword at Hogwarts

All eyes in the classroom were focused on John. In his first year, John was controlled by the Imperius Curse.

John's expression remained calm as he noticed Daphne's concerned look.

He shook his head slightly to indicate that nothing was wrong. He was just pretending when his soul was taken away, so let him say whatever he wanted.

"Many years ago, many wizards were controlled by the Imperius Curse. That made the Ministry of Magic very busy. They had to figure out who was lying and who was being forced."

"The Imperius Curse can be resisted. I will teach you the method, but it requires a strong personality. The best way is not to be hit by it." As if he had seen enough of John's expression, Moody suddenly shouted: "Remember, always be vigilant!"

The spider was roughly snatched up and thrown back into the glass bottle, and Moody asked again, "Does anyone else know any spells?"

Amid everyone's surprised gazes, Neville actually raised his hand.

Moody pointed at Neville, who said quietly but clearly, "There is a... Cruciatus Curse."

"Longbottom."

Moody, looking at Neville with both eyes for once, pulled a second spider out of the jar.

Use the Enlargement spell on the spider, making it larger than a tarantula.

Ron moved his chair back, as if that would protect him from being touched.

Moody raised his wand and pointed it at the spider, whispering, "Crucio!"

Even though the spider didn't make any sound, its painful posture made people sure that it was screaming desperately at this moment.

Neville turned pale and closed his eyes in pain.

"Stop!" Hermione shrieked, interrupting Moody's continued torment of the spider.

Moody paused, shrunk the spider and threw it back into the bottle.

"Extremely painful," Moody said softly. "If you know the Cruciatus Curse, you can easily drive someone crazy without any other tools. Well, does anyone know any other spells?"

Hermione raised her hand for the third time, and Moody finally chose her.

"Avada Kedavra," Hermione whispered, as if speaking louder might accidentally kill someone.

"Yes, this is the last and most unforgivable one... the Killing Curse." Moody's lips twitched, forcing an ugly smile.

The last spider was taken out and Moody raised his wand. The other students looked at him pleadingly, hoping that he would not say the spell.

"Avada Kedavra"

There was something extra soft in the voice, like someone saying goodnight.

The green light pierced into the eyes, and the spider's body remained motionless without any scars.

It's dead.

Several students covered their mouths tightly to stop the screams.

The spider's body was carried by the impact and slid towards Ron, causing him to lean back in fear and almost fall.

"It's peaceful. It's very unpleasant. This is the Killing Curse. There is no counter curse. There is no way to resist it."

As he spoke, Moody's normal eye turned to Harry and his evil eye turned to John.

"As far as anyone knows, only one person has ever escaped this curse. I'm talking about the full power of the Killing Curse."

The students looked at each other in bewilderment. Moody said calmly, "Avada Kedavra requires a very strong magical power as a foundation. You can all take out your wands, point them at me, and recite this spell."

Moody laughed, but this smile was as unpleasant and creepy as the Killing Curse.

"I suspect that I will just have a nosebleed at best. Just like Wick, his experience is very pitiful, but also extremely lucky. The person who cast the spell was extremely weak. He probably didn't even have the magic power you have now."

When his name was called for the second time, John curled his lips. There was a savior who had been hit by Voldemort's Killing Curse. Could you please stop calling his name?

The Unforgivable Curses are unforgivable because using them means going to Azkaban.

Of course, Moody wouldn't go in.

That's the reality, you can't expect some people to be equal to ordinary people.

After class, the students were like rabbits that had escaped from their cages. They walked quickly and discussed the class.

"John, you collected two of the three Unforgivable Curses."

When Malfoy said this, Goyle was walking and talking to Crabbe, and he bumped into Malfoy on the back of the head, and both of them fell to the ground.

Well, Fatty fell down.

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Chapter 195 Neville's Thoughts and My Rejection

Neville stood alone in the corridor, his hands clenched unconsciously.

"It hurts..."

The armor he used as a sparring partner screamed, and Neville finally reacted. Looking at the armored hand that was crushed by him, he felt a little embarrassed.

Hermione noticed Neville's abnormality and she was a little worried about him.

"Neville?" Hermione asked softly as she approached Neville.

"Oh, hello." Neville was busy trying to pinch the armor's hand back.

Ron saw the crushed hand, swallowed hard, and whispered to Harry, "He could definitely crush my head with one hand."

Harry nodded in understanding. Neville was much taller now, and his arms were noticeably stronger. He used to have a small belly, but now it was gone, and his chest muscles were well-developed.

If it weren't for the loose wizard robe, it probably wouldn't be able to cover it.

Hermione approached worriedly. She was a careful girl and could naturally tell that something was wrong with Neville.

Just as the three little ones were comforting each other, Malfoy's annoying voice was heard.

"Hey, Neville Longbottom, are you scared?"

Ron immediately turned around as if he had smelled something and yelled, "Get lost, Malfoy!"

Malfoy ignored him and continued to challenge him: "Three laps of the Black Lake, come on."

"What's Three Circles of the Black Lake?" Harry had no idea what he was talking about.

Neville gave up on treating the armored hand and said to Malfoy, "Add weights."

Malfoy grinned and turned away.

Neville thanked the three little ones: "Thank you for caring about me, I'm fine, just a little..."

As the words came to his lips, a look of dejection flashed across Neville's face, and then he quickly walked downstairs.

Harry said in surprise: "When did Malfoy and Neville become so close?"

Hermione glared at the silly boy and said sharply, "Have you never noticed what Neville is wearing?"

"What?" Ron also looked confused.

"The emblem, as Percy mentioned, the emblem of the Star Order."

The future Minister of Magic and her two silly sons, Hermione felt like she was looking at two rotten woods.

Ron said in disbelief: "No way, I don't even know when he joined."

Harry nodded repeatedly. The two of them shared a dormitory with Neville and had never noticed this.

Hermione looked tired, exhausted, and wanted to destroy it.

There was a thumping sound behind them, and they turned to see Moody limping towards them, saying gruffly, "Do you see where Longbottom is?"

...

Neville was wearing a weight and dragging a suit of armor with a rope behind him. There were wooden boards under the armor and he was still yelling, "Slow down, I'm going to fall apart."

He grunted and sprinted, followed by Malfoy, who was gritting his teeth and sweating profusely, also pulling a suit of armor.

The armor shouted loudly: "Woohoo, I am a knight, run faster, my little dragon."

Malfoy wanted to throw the armor into the water, and tentacles emerged from the edge of the Black Lake.

A giant squid was watching in the water, and some mermaids popped up to place a bet on who would win.

John sat on a large rock, which still had traces of being dragged all the way.

He stared at Neville and said, "Neville is worried today."

He thought of Neville's parents in the hospital, and thought that the Cruciatus Curse might have brought back bad memories for Neville.

Heinrich, who was standing next to him, took off his robe, wearing only a short-sleeved shirt, and handed a glass of water to John.

John took it and drank it all. He narrowed his eyes and thought, "It's time to deal with Neville's parents. They were tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, which caused some mental problems."

To help a person recover and return to normal is as difficult as performing a soul surgery. John has the mind magic of a unicorn, so he should be able to give it a try.

Looking at the magic power that would be upgraded in a few days, John decided to give it a try after the upgrade.

After three circles, Malfoy sat down, and the armor behind him waved the branches he had picked up in dissatisfaction: "How could you stop?"

"Shut up!" Malfoy glared at the armor fiercely.

Looking up and forward, Neville was still running.

"Neville." John stood on the stone and looked at Neville, asking him to stop running.

Turning around, Neville couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears on his face.

His eyes were red, and he wanted to vent his emotions in this way.

John touched the badge and smiled faintly, "Your parents, I will heal them for you."

Neville, who could have held on, seemed to have had all his strength drained away. His legs went weak and he knelt down by the lake. He wanted to stand up but had no strength. In the end, he supported himself on the ground with one hand and wiped his eyes with the other.

"John, I know everything. I know everything. How they tortured my parents. Others say my parents are heroes, but, but I..."

Neville was crying and snotting. He had been holding it in for too long.

Instead of laughing at him, the people of the Star Society waited quietly.

"I just want to see mom and dad are fine, even if they just call me Neville." He shouted loudly.

Everyone feels sorry for the savior Harry Potter who lost his parents.

However, that year, Neville Longbottom's parents also met with an accident.

Malfoy staggered to his feet and said viciously: "Don't cry, I'll run another lap with you!"

John glanced at Malfoy's shaking legs with a strange expression, waved his hand silently and said, "You should go back to the lounge and lie down, Neville. Okay, believe me, I can treat your parents."

Neville cried loudly, finally venting all the emotions that came with leaving the hospital.

The next day, Neville was in high spirits, as if nothing had happened.

John was writing a letter in the auditorium.

A hundred owls flew into the auditorium, and they were very noisy.

Unnoticed, a black long-eared owl flew over to John's shoulder.

Basil, the white snowy owl, nuzzled Riddle, and then the two owls flew away with several letters each.

"We need to go to the Forbidden Forest, and the unicorn horn is not enough."

Magic potions are needed to treat Neville's parents, so the unicorn horn used last time is made into a potion and given to Nagini.

Friday.

In the classroom, John continued to perform steadily and he was a ruthless scoring machine.

Except for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, John was almost always the one with the highest scores.

Malfoy also answered a few questions and received 5 points.

After a day of classes, John went to the secret room of the Star Society.

Before entering the door, he took a look at the magic.

Since the beginning of the school year, no one else has come in.

"This Confusion Charm is very powerful. What on earth does he want to do?"

John walked into the secret room and raised his hand to summon the next star map.