A Defense Against the Dark Arts class taught by a second-year student began.
"Can anyone tell me what the Unforgivable Curse is?"
Eli fiddled with his wand, trying to see which of the second-year students here knew this.
A small hand was raised, and when he saw it was Hermione, Eli was somewhat expected, but also somewhat unexpected.
This is very contradictory. On the one hand, Eli thinks that the first person to answer may be those students from pure-blood families with a long history, but it is Hermione who is born as a Muggle.
But considering Hermione's terrible reading volume, this is to be expected.
"Then let Miss Granger answer."
Eli pointed to Hermione with a smile.
Hermione's face turned red unconsciously, and she seemed a little shy, but she still said her answer very smoothly, "There are three types of Unforgivable Curses, and each one can make people..." "
Been Send them to Azkaban!"
Eli said the next words for her, "Each of these three spells are extremely evil. They are all good at torturing people and are the standard equipment of dark wizards." "Excuse me, Professor
, If that's the case, then why do we still need to learn?"
said Gryffindor's explosives genius Seamus Finnigan.
Eli looked at him, "Mr. Finnigan asked well, why are these curses so evil, and I still want you to learn them? You know, we are learning how to deal with black magic, or in other words, how to use black magic." If we don't understand black magic, how can
we deal with it?" "Then do we need to learn these magics?"
It was Neville who spoke, and when he heard the Unforgivable Curse, he acted a little Fear, but also a hint of resentment.
Neville's parents, the Longbottoms, were tortured mad by the Death Eater Bellatrix's Cruciatus Curse, and he naturally had bad memories of the Unforgivable Curse.
"Of course, but not now"
Eli looked at Neville, he knew the misfortune that the shy boy's parents had suffered.
"I can't teach you this now, not even demonstrate, otherwise I might become the youngest member of Azkaban." There was
laughter in the classroom.
"Since these curses are so evil, doesn't it mean that if we don't learn them, no one will be harmed? I mean, if no one knows these curses,"
Eli looked at Neville deeply, " No, not really. Sometimes, it is not the power that is evil, but the person who controls it." "
Even if all black magic disappears, those who want to do evil will still want to do it even if they only know the lighting spell. Blind other people's eyes."
"Like Death Eaters,"
Neville said softly.
"Yes, most of them are evil people. Even if the Ministry of Magic bans the Unforgivable Curse, they will still find ways to steal it. In order to fight them, we must master the power that is not inferior to them." "There is no sword in hand
. "It's not the same thing as having a sword but not using it."
When Eli finished speaking, the classroom fell silent instantly. These words affected their thoughts. Maybe there would be some people here who were lost in power, but Eli believed that more of them You will know how to choose your own strength.
This class was perhaps the most immersive for the students. When Eli announced that get out of class was over, there were still many students discussing Eli's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
In the principal's office, "What a wonderful class, I wonder if I should give you a raise"
Dumbledore seemed to be in a good mood, he joked to Eli.
"Okay, okay"
Eli agreed quickly.
Dumbledore: "..."
That's what I said. Do you really think I will give you a raise?
"But Professor, are you here to attend class today?"
Eli was curious as to why Dumbledore knew the content of his class so clearly.
Could it be that...
Eli looked at Dumbledore with a strange look in his eyes, this old man with a beard was indeed a voyeur!
Even the classroom can be monitored, and the bathroom...
"Ahem..."
Dumbledore's embarrassing cough interrupted Eli's increasingly outrageous imagination.
"You know, as a principal, you still have the obligation to examine the teaching ability of teachers."
Dumbledore showed the majesty of the principal again.
"According to my inspection, Professor Hall's teaching ability is excellent. I believe that the students will benefit a lot." "
Then you can give me a salary increase."
"Ahem..."
Eli didn't dare to speak, otherwise He was not responsible for coughing this hundred-year-old man away.
"Eli, I'm very happy that you have such an understanding of power. I believe you can do better than us." "
Professor, this is all your teachings."
Eli flattered him.
"Don't be modest, Eli. Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth. But..."
Eli's ears perked up at Dumbledore's sudden turn of events.
Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became profound. He waved his hand slowly, and Eli felt some magic fluctuations coming from the principal's office.
"Sometimes, an overly outstanding talent will also attract the attention of some beings."
Eli had never seen Dumbledore's expression like this before, and Eli couldn't see through the complicated look in his eyes.
"What existence?"
Eli actually had some guesses in his mind.
"We often call it - Death!"
Eli frowned. He didn't expect Dumbledore to tell him this. Why would Dumbledore tell him this?
"He is everywhere, claims to be omnipotent, and likes souls, especially powerful souls. The more powerful a wizard is, the more attention he will receive until he falls into his death trap and is deprived of his soul." "Then why are
you ..."
"Why tell you? You and I, or like us, are too close to him!"
Dumbledore's eyes became a little dangerous, and Eli didn't even dare to look at him.
"Who? Death?"
"Of course, of course..."
Dumbledore paced for a few steps, constantly fiddling with his wand with distinct joints and a strange shape.
"The stronger the talent, the stronger the strength, the stronger the soul, and the closer it is to him! Throughout the ages, there have been many amazing and talented wizards. Some were harvested by the God of Death, some devoted their lives to getting rid of the God of Death, and some were eager to defeat the God of Death. , replace the God of Death!"
He held Eli's shoulders with both hands, staring into Eli's eyes very sharply, "Promise me Eli, promise me, you will always maintain your state of mind, and don't be affected by him, he will be there. He takes advantage of you when you are most vulnerable and affects your mind. Whether you want to get rid of him or replace him, you must not become his food!"
Eli's face looked a little heavy, and his eyes were extremely determined, "Professor, I will Always hold your own destiny in your own hands!"
Dumbledore's eyes relaxed and he felt a little more relieved.
"Good boy, good boy..."
He seemed to have turned into that old naughty boy again, "I believe in your promise. But I seem to have noticed you and Miss Granger recently..."
Eli suddenly noticed the look in Dumbledore's eyes. Becoming a little obscene, Hermione and I? What is this all about?
"Professor, she and I are just classmates, nothing more."
"Oh..."
Dumbledore showed a meaningful expression.
"I understand everything, I understand everything..."
"Professor, it's really not what you think!"
"I know, I know... Are you okay? If nothing happens, go out and help close the door."
Seeing Dumbledore issue the eviction order, Then he bid farewell to him.
When he walked out of the door, he clearly heard Dumbledore sighing, "It's great to be young..."
Ahhh! Damn old man!