Chapter 475 472. Meditation Basin

"Black magic is a spell that the Ministry of Magic explicitly prohibits wizards from using against people. Only during special periods will the Ministry of Magic release the authority of the Aurors and let them use black magic to fight back when hunting down the most ferocious thugs. The latest Auror black magic ban was lifted in the first half of this year. Auror director Phillips Leon led Auror to wipe out the black wizards who escaped from Azkaban."

  Moody told them about the taboos of black magic.

"So, in order to avoid any unforgivable effects, I do not intend to use these unforgiven magics in front of you. Yes. Then how can I let you see these black magics from the perspective of a bystander without being hurt? The Pensieve is a good choice."

  After introducing the teaching method to be used in this class, Moody glanced at all the little wizards below.

   "So who is the brave person to experience first?"

  The students below were all silent as if they had been used to seal their throats, and no one raised their hands to respond to Moody's after a long time.

  Moody frowned and shook his head.

   "You can't do this. If I were the Gryffindor students at the time I was in school, they would have rushed to the podium one by one like chicken blood."

  Speaking, he picked up the roster.

   "Since no one is willing to take the initiative, let me call the name personally."

  Moody looked at the names on the roster and finally shouted.

   "Navi Longbottom, it's you. I know your parents and admire them very much. I believe you must be a brave person."

  But Neville did not show the bravery that Moody's expected.

  He was crying and afraid to refuse the professor's words and stood up from his seat, and then moved slowly toward the podium.

  But Moody obviously won't give him a chance to delay time, and grabbed his arm forward and pulled him to the podium.

   "Come here, kid, everyone will have to experience the same as you next. Our time is limited."

   Neville stood in front of the podium half intimidated, his face turned pale in fright, and he stammered and asked.

   "Medium, will the middle process be painful, Professor?"

  "You are just watching a memory picture. You are just watching. The people inside and anything that happens will not cause any kind of harm to you, so don't worry, lower your head and bury your face in the basin."

  Navigate stared at the silver substance floating in the stone basin, but never made up his mind to bury his head in it.

   showed an impatient look on Moody's face, as if he was about to give him a little help, Neville finally closed his eyes and buried his face in the stone basin resolutely.

  Suddenly, the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom fell over, and Neville felt his body rush forward, and fell into the pot head down!

  But his hair did not hit the bottom of the basin. He fell in a cold and dark material, as if sucked into a black whirlpool, and finally fell from the sky onto a damp grass.

  Neville hugged his arms tightly in fear and looked around.

  He is now in a dark wood, with a dark sky above and tall bushes everywhere.

  It looks like it has only rained here, the land is damp, and there are sticky mud pits everywhere.

"he came."

  A familiar voice suddenly rang behind Neville, and Neville's whole body trembled in fright, and then immediately turned around.

  But there is no one behind him, only a thick bush.

  Navi yelled tremblingly.

   "Professor Moody? Is that you?"

  However, no one around answered his question, only the sound of "salsa" blowing leaves in the cold night wind.

  At this moment, a faint fluorescent light gradually approached from the depths of the woods toward Neville.

  Wait until the fluorescent light had approached a place less than 20 meters away from Neville, he discovered that they were two wizards in black robes.

   "Hello, two of you. Do you know where this is?" Neville swallowed, trying to learn about the current situation from the two wizards.

  But the two wizards didn't seem to see him pass through his body at all, and then stayed in front of the bush.

  Navi looked at all this in astonishment, but the two later wizards seemed to have a quarrel.

   "Is this here? Charlie."

  "You must give me that thing first, so I can tell you how to find it here!"

   "You don't have the capital Charlie who bargained with me!"

   "Then you kill me! You kill me and never want to get it!"

   "Do you think I dare not!"

   "Come on, then! Use a spell on me!"

   "The soul is out of the body!"

  Under Neville’s horrified gaze, one of the wizards was really enraged. He cast a spell on his companion, and the man’s eyes suddenly became dull.

  "You forced me! You forced me!" The man who used the spell panted violently, as if he had done nothing and gave some instructions to the person who was hit by the spell.

  The man with a dull expression fell on his knees like a puppet, humblely licking the muddy boots on the feet of another wizard.

  "Proud Charlie, you finally have no way to yell at me anymore, go, go get that thing out for me!"

However, before the wizard’s voice just fell, two bright red spells suddenly shot out from the bushes behind Neville~lightnovelpub.net~ The spell penetrated Neville’s body and hit it with precision. Two wizards.

The    coma curse worked, and the two later wizards collapsed to the ground feebly. Behind Neville, Moody and another dark-skinned wizard with golden earrings revealed their figure without warning.

   "The plan went well for Kingsley." Moody passed by Neville.

   "We can now add another guilt to him, illegally using the Unforgivable Curse on people." Kingsley also followed behind him and walked to the two wizards who fell on the ground.

   "Send them both back to the ministry, and we can go to the bar to have a good drink."

   Just as they grabbed the two wizards on the ground and were talking and preparing to leave, suddenly a dazzling fire blew up between Moody and Kingsley!

  Neville only heard an angry roar and the sound of an unknown spell, and the scene around him quietly turned into a gray fog, spreading and disappearing around him.

In the   Dark Arts Defense class classroom, Neville suddenly lifted his head from the penis, panting heavily, as if looking at the little wizards in the classroom who were looking at him.

  (End of this chapter)