Chapter 97 Pingquan

Muyu understood the surprise that Barty Crouch Jr. was talking about the next day.

He stood on the podium with difficulty on crutches, and the magic eye closely monitored everyone's every move: "Professor Lupine wrote me a letter. You already have some knowledge about dealing with magical creatures, but this is far from the truth." Not enough. I have one year to teach you things among real wizards, such as how to deal with dark magic..."

Most people snickered secretly when talking about dealing with dark magic.

"It's funny." As soon as he started, no one dared to say anything, especially since most of the people here had seen how he turned Malfoy into a ferret. "Of course you are no strangers to dark magic. After all, some of them People learn from their origins... Unless you are willing for me to continue to help you carry forward the fine traditions of the family... Otherwise, cheer up and be vigilant at all times!"

He suddenly roared, and Goyle was so frightened that he dropped his wand to the ground. Mu Yu knew that he had a very bad impression of these people's parents. If it were Moody, it would be difficult to maintain a better attitude when faced with a group of Death Eater children. Daphne on the side trembled slightly, her courage in front of the auditorium foyer last night gone.

Barty Crouch Jr. was obviously satisfied with the effect: "Who can tell me an illegal spell, a spell that can send you directly to Azkaban for life?"

There was silence. After what he said just now, even students who have never had a Death Eater in their family dare not say anything easily. His eye turned to Mu Yu, but Mu Yu just looked at him indifferently. The spell she used probably allowed her to live in Azkaban for the rest of her life.

Theodore Nott raised his hand in a rare gesture. He rarely spoke actively in classes other than Potions: "There is a spell, the Cruciatus Curse."

"You are Nott's son and your father and I have known each other for a long time." He said slowly, referring to the roster. . Theodore Nott hung his head when he mentioned his father, as if Barty Crouch Jr. was referring to a mere stranger.

Barty Crouch Jr. opened a drawer on the podium, which illuminated three large spiders with a glass cover. He grabbed one and pointed it with his wand: "Crush out the bones."

The spider kept rolling on the podium, and a slight scream enveloped the entire silent classroom. Mu Yu noticed that Barty Crouch Jr. had been looking at the bottom of the podium with his peripheral vision. Several people had expressions of excitement on their faces when they saw the rolling and screaming spider.

Daphne's fingertips turned white.

It took a full five minutes for the spider to stop rolling and lay motionless on the podium. Barty Crouch Jr. swept the spider aside: "This spell was very popular at one time. It was more effective than using a thumb clamp or a knife. It was extremely painful. Two Aurors still live in St. Mungo's because of this spell." He His sad tone seemed to be truly sorry and angry for them, but when he mentioned the Cruciatus Curse, his tone was overtly and covertly revealing of bewitchment and inducement.

This acting skill is really rare.

"So, who else knows about other illegal spells?"

"Me, my dad said, there's also the Imperius Curse." Daphne had been shaking since class started.

"Your father is right," he pointed at another spider: "The soul left the body." The spider began to somersault on the table and even danced a tap dance. "It is completely under my control. It will do whatever I want it to do." If you want it to live, let it live. If you want it to die, it can die in any form under my command. I will teach you the next class

. Everyone was silent. Mu Yu was sure that some people expected to be able to cast the Imperius Curse more than resisting it. Who doesn't like to have the power to control people's hearts.

"The last spell," Barty Crouch Jr. had already walked up to her, "Do you know?"

"Avada Kedavra, the death curse." Mu Yu said calmly. Now she could feel Theodore Nott's undisguised exploration and scrutiny without Daphne's reminder.

Barty Crouch Jr. gave her a meaningful look and grabbed the last spider. The spider struggled feebly in front of him, but could not escape the grasping palm. A green light flashed and the spider fell softly. Go down.

"The killing curse, the killing curse, there is no way to break it. There is only one person who has escaped, and that person is in Gryffindor House."

Daphne kept staring at the dead spider. Her face was no different from the corpse in the grave.

"You must understand what is the worst. You don't want to be like this spider. The above three spells are collectively called the Unforgivable Curse. This is what you have to resist. You need to be prepared at any time and never relax. Always be vigilant! Write this all down now."

Daphne dropped her notebook. Something had been wrong with her ever since she saw that spider die in front of her. Unexpectedly, little Barty waved his magic wand and picked up the notebook for her. He glanced at the brooch that Daphne had been wearing: "Beautiful decoration."

"Thank you." Daphne whispered. Ink dripped onto the parchment several times as she recorded.

This class finally passed in agony. After class, Daphne pulled Mu Yu directly out of the classroom. Mu Yu just glanced at Barty Crouch Jr. and said quickly when no one was paying attention: "Wonderful class."

Daphne pulled her all the way. She walked downstairs without saying a word. When she reached the courtyard on the first floor, Mu Yu found the opportunity to stop her: "Xiao Di, walk slower."

Daphne let go of her and finally said her first sentence since class. He said: "He is really scary."

"Just to demonstrate it to us. He is right about one thing. These are the things we need to resist." The Unforgivable Curse is just a primer. There are far more powerful Unforgivable Curses in the world. Something more terrifying and unpredictable.

Perhaps because the situation was no longer what it used to be, Daphne gradually thought more about it. She always felt that Mu Yu was too calm about this.

She accepted it too quickly, as if it was all insignificant.

Is this friend really as simple as it seems?

The good mood that lasted since the beginning of school disappeared in the Room of Requirement at the weekend.

"All Muggle dignitaries in Northern Europe are heavily protected." Mu Yu lazily held the double-sided mirror and repeated the news that Arvids had just told her. "Dumbledore's hand was stretched too far. "

They thought we were going to use the soul-stealing curse," Avides said without much worry, "There are more convenient methods in the world than the soul-stealing curse."

"Rang Ma ." Fighting within the melon, we will clear out the people who originally wanted to protect them, and eventually replace them with our people." Mu Yu sped up the speed of turning the jade pendant.

Avides was choked by her. He really didn't expect this freak to react so quickly. However, he has a good ability to accept this. After all, he has never been able to see how this freak's head works.

The real purpose of today is more important.

"House elves are more noteworthy than Muggles. A stricter system is needed to supervise them. Norway is not only involved in the weapons arsenal, but also in the vital magic line and the secret passage to Durmstrang. Once There are house elves..."

"But it requires manpower and magic. Every wizard in Norway is extremely valuable," she pointedly pointed out. Avides lowered his head. It was obvious that he was extremely concerned about this issue.

"Completely isolate the house elves responsible for connecting Durmstrang, and don't let them realize what they are doing. They are simple-minded and so loyal to their beliefs that they don't have much thought."

Mu Yu was extremely sure of this. She had been in contact with them, and the brand of servility had been deeply ingrained in her blood, and had been strengthened through generations of inheritance. They are like programmed programs that will never change once they are run.

"What you said is exactly the same."

Avides regretted it as soon as he said it. The freak seemed to have caught something and put on a posture to find out: "Since he has also made a decision, why did he still It's unnecessary to tell me."

She said it lightly, but even though he was thousands of miles away, Avides felt tremendous pressure from the thin lenses. It was obviously less than a year since the last time we met, but she was becoming more and more terrifying.

"He gave an order," Arvides gradually found it difficult to breathe, "I must tell you all the circumstances intact."

He lowered his head, and he wouldn't mind if he could disappear on the spot.

"Yeah." After a long time, a soft hum came from the other side, and the increasingly solemn pressure gradually subsided. Then the figure in the mirror disappeared, and the mirror became no different from an ordinary mirror.

she left.

Only then did Arvides realize that he had not dared to move during the entire conversation, so much so that half of his body was almost frozen.

The atmosphere in the auditorium foyer was exactly the opposite.

When Mu Yu arrived, the place was already crowded. She walked at the end of the crowd and happened to catch Ron standing on tiptoe and reading to Harry and Hermione a message about the Tournament under the marble stairs. The message informed that several school representatives would arrive on the evening of October 30th, and that the afternoon classes would end half an hour early.

"Great!" Harry couldn't help cheering, "Snape didn't have time to poison us."

He took a step back and bumped into Mu Yu. When he realized who he bumped into, the air around him seemed to be... It was taken away in an instant.

"Yu, yes, it's you," Harry said dryly. Hermione poked him quietly at this moment. He looked at Hermione in confusion, and the latter shook his head in disgust.

Mu Yu greeted them: "You're right, Harry. Of course I didn't hear anything."

She walked slowly towards the hall with them. Ron asked her excitedly at this time: "Jiuzhou has always been very mysterious. They showed the magic world to the outside world for the first time. What kind of spells do they use? Do they wear robes like us? Do they have magical animals?"

"Okay Ron," Hermione interrupted him, "What's the point of pestering Yu here? You can see me next week."

"If I tell you everything now, it will be meaningless by then," Mu Yu warmly agreed with Hermione, "You will know everything in a few weeks. I guarantee that Kunlun will appear in the most amazing way."

This is their usual style. Everyone can't help but show off when they get together, let alone in front of a crowd they have always looked down upon.

Muyu had already seen Daphne at the long Slytherin table. She was about to say goodbye to a few people, but Hermione held her back hesitantly. She heard Harry on the side mutter helplessly: "spew."

"Yu, I know you are different from other people in Slytherin. I believe you won't have any prejudices," Hermione looked at Slytherin. Lin's long table glanced at him and continued, "You grew up in the East. I wonder if you have ever heard of house elves."

She had not only heard of them, but had also come into contact with them. They are really very simple. To this day, they firmly believe that it was God who bestowed upon them the life they live now. But when did Hermione start paying attention to house elves?

When she was distracted, Hermione continued her impassioned statement without waiting for her answer: "They are slaves of wizards! Forced labor! Slave labor! Even in the kitchens of Hogwarts." There are a large group of house elves. They cook for us, light the fire, and change the sheets, but they never dare to appear in front of us. "Yu, you can't bear to enjoy the fruits of slave labor with peace of mind."

There is no such thing as a slave to her. Only ideals weaved for others.

She didn't want to argue with Hermione in this regard. Hermione was willing to practice her own ideals, and she weaved ideals for others. The paths of the two of them were different, so she just said lightly: "Hermione, but they are willing to do this. "

This is the mainstream view in the wizarding world.

Unexpectedly, Hermione was filled with righteous indignation and blocked her way: "But this is wrong! Their thoughts have been enslaved. We must save them and liberate them. I established an association and only paid two silver coins to buy a badge to join the association. , this money will be used for the liberation of house elves. We should not accept their contributions for granted."

Mu Yu just wanted to send her away: "I'm sorry, Hermione..." She tried her best to look guilty, and at the same time. Trying to find a high-sounding reason for rejection, "I don't know your specific plans for this money. I also think that the house elves may not be willing..."

"Of course I have detailed plans for this money. "Hermione vowed, "This income will be used to print and distribute leaflets to promote our ideas to more people. House elves do not want to be slavish, and we cannot allow such ideas to continue to develop."

"Then I will pay. Two Silver Sickles, no, I'll give you one Gold Galleons," Mu Yu ignored Ron's "You're crazy" expression. She had no intention of getting entangled with Hermione on these trivial matters, and she had no intention of arguing with her. It is more important for the elf to speak for himself than for them, "I appreciate your spirit. But you also know Slytherin's attitude, so I may only support you financially and spiritually. A gold galleon, I believe you will do everything you can." "It's useful." Hermione's look of disbelief made her feel very amused, and she didn't mind casually saying: " To

liberate them, you must first understand them. There are a lot of books in the library that can help you."

There was no way to talk about their ideals, so I hurriedly thought about giving them their freedom.

I don’t know if he is ridiculously naive or stupid.

She spoke politely and gently, and all the reasons were perfect. Hermione was so excited after getting the gold galleons that she almost regarded her as her confidant: "Yu, thank you so much. Of course I understand you." She kept rummaging in the bag, and finally took out a badge, " Just take it as a souvenir, and you can be considered an honorary member of ours."

After that, she rushed towards the library.

Harry had a strange feeling, as if Mu Yu had just wanted to get rid of Hermione. He quickly dismissed the idea.

Mu Yu sat next to Daphne and served a piece of syrup pie. Daphne saw the scene just now and couldn't understand it: "Granger just does some ridiculous things every day, but you also accompany her crazy for a gold galleons. I know you have a lot of money, but this is not how you spend it."

" It's worth a gold galleon to get her to stop talking about it in my ears."

The topic was quickly dismissed by the two of them. Daphne discussed the upcoming competition with her again: "Cedric will definitely become the warrior of Hogwarts. I can finally see what Eastern magic is like."

"You will see it." Mu Yu looked at the man who was being The enchanted ceiling, dark clouds billowing in the sky, like the waves hidden beneath the surface of the Contest.

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No physical abuse, basically there are no dangers. In short, the moral dilemma of good people and the karma of evil people. There is no absolutely invincible character