"Very good. I suggest other students to learn from Mr. Potter." Dracula nodded slightly and praised, "Potter's will is quite strong. He was not completely controlled by my Imperius Curse."
Harry looked up at Dracula in a daze, and as Dracula stopped casting the Imperius Curse, he felt the empty feeling in his mind like an echo in a valley disappear.
He remembered very clearly everything that had just happened, and the pain in his coccyx became increasingly unbearable.
"Epliskey." Dracula's voice sounded again.
Harry felt that his broken bones were healing rapidly under Professor Dracula's healing spell. At first, he felt a slight tingling sensation, but later both the tingling and the pain gradually disappeared, and his coccyx returned to its original state.
He opened his eyes wide, stood up from the ground, and hurriedly prepared to leave the duel arena.
"Don't leave so quickly, Potter." Dracula stopped Harry from stepping down from the dueling platform and said with a smile, "Remember how you felt just now, let's do it again. I hope you can get rid of the control of the Imperius Curse more quickly this time."
Before Harry could react, the empty feeling he had felt under the Imperius Curse came back to his mind.
Do a somersault...
Dracula's voice reappeared, as if echoing in a very far distance.
Harry already had this experience once, so he followed the feeling he had the last time he was under the Imperius Curse and resisted Dracula's command to somersault.
"winter!"
He fell to the floor again.
This time his nose hit the ground and blood started flowing down.
"I don't see any obvious progress on your part." Dracula healed Harry's nose casually and said in a cold tone,
“Come again!”
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Harry tested it seven times in a row, and basically each time he made some progress compared to the previous one, and the time he was controlled was shortened each time.
It was not until Harry was able to completely break free of the control of the Imperius Curse that Dracula finally allowed him to leave the dueling stage.
After leaving the dueling arena, Harry felt sore all over.
Although Dracula would use the healing spell to heal Harry's injuries every time he fell to the ground, neither muscle strain nor mental fatigue could be healed directly by the healing spell.
So as soon as Harry got down from the dueling stage, he sat down on the ground next to Ron and Hermione, rubbing his sore muscles all over his body with a grimace, relaxing his brain that had been restless for a long time.
The young wizards around came to Harry one by one, wanting to ask him how he broke free from the control of the Imperius Curse.
"Don't rush to discuss it." Dracula's voice sounded again from the duel stage, "There are three Unforgivable Curses in total, and we have only explained one."
The young wizards in the audience raised their heads in surprise and looked at Dracula.
The Imperius Curse performance just now was really wonderful. Whether it was Riddle's handsome hip-hop dance, Fred and George's eye-catching dance, or Harry's excellent performance in breaking free from the Imperius Curse, they all attracted the young wizards' unprecedented focused attention.
Now that the explanation of the Imperius Curse had ended, they almost thought the get out of class was over!
"Time is running out, let's speed up." Dracula glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the auditorium and continued to explain, "Does anyone know what the other two Unforgivable Curses are besides the Imperius Curse?"
The top students in the audience, such as Percy, Cedric, Hermione and others, raised their hands high.
Dracula was just about to follow his usual practice and pick a top student to answer the question.
However, just when he was about to call Percy from Gryffindor, he suddenly saw a usually timid little wizard in the Gryffindor team weakly raised his hand.
"Neville Longbottom?"
Dracula was a little surprised.
The young wizard Neville Longbottom had a very low presence and basically never raised his hand in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Not only that, Dracula also heard that Defense Against the Dark Arts was a subject in which he performed relatively well. It seemed that in Snape's Potions class, he always made the wrong potions, and basically some strange accidents would occur in every class.
Dracula looked at Neville and found that his expression was a little dazed, as if he was also surprised by his bold behavior today.
"Tell me, Mr. Longbottom," said Dracula. "What other unforgivable curses do you know?"
"I know there is a... Cruciatus Curse." Neville's voice was soft but clear.
Dracula looked at Neville deeply, then nodded slightly.
"That's right, five points to Gryffindor," he said.
"The Cruciatus Curse, also known as the Torture Curse, is a representative form of black magic and one of the three unforgivable curses."
Due to lack of time, Dracula did not ask anyone to answer the question this time. "When a curse is successfully cast on a human or creature, it will cause intense, unbearable physical pain to the victim. If the victim is cursed for a long time, it may cause insanity."
When he said this, Dracula frowned slightly.
He vaguely saw Neville's face turn a little pale, but he didn't know the exact reason.
"The Cruciatus Curse was invented in the early Middle Ages. For a while, this curse, which did not kill people, was quite popular. It was not until the early 18th century that it was completely recognized as black magic and listed as one of the three unforgivable curses along with the Imperius Curse and the Killing Curse."
Dracula continued to explain, "Using any of the three Unforgivable Curses on a fellow human will result in a life sentence in Azkaban without the possibility of parole!"
When talking about the punishment for using the Unforgivable Curse, Dracula's voice became a little cold, making the young wizards in the audience shiver all over.
"Of course, I personally think that the Cruciatus Curse is the least useful of the three Unforgivable Curses." Dracula suddenly changed the subject and his tone became relaxed. "The only effect of this curse is to torture people. It can basically only be used in interrogation work."
"In my opinion, using the Cruciatus Curse for interrogation is far less efficient than dropping three drops of Veritaserum into the prisoner's mouth... What? There are still people who don't even know what Veritaserum is? Go ask Professor Snape after class. I am not in charge of potions."
"The reason why I say the Cruciatus Curse is useless is that under the influence of the Cruciatus Curse, the person being interrogated is likely to make a false confession in order to alleviate the pain they endure under the curse, regardless of whether they actually possess the information the interrogator wants to seek and extract."
"In addition, under the torture of the Cruciatus Curse, the interrogated person cannot reveal information protected by confidentiality magic such as the Unbreakable Curse and the Fidelius Charm, because under the influence of the Cruciatus Curse, the content spoken by the wizards is not considered voluntary."
Dracula shrugged, and the disdainful expression on his face fully reflected how much he despised this spell.
"Of course, a Dark wizard might choose to attack with the Cruciatus Curse during a duel, causing great pain to their opponent. As long as they maintain the effect of the curse, their opponent will be unable to counterattack."
"Compared to its use in duels, a more common use is for heinous dark wizards to use the Cruciatus Curse to satisfy their desire to abuse and torture others."
"To successfully cast this curse, it is not enough to simply pronounce the spell. The wizard using this curse must have a strong and urgent desire for the victim's pain and derive great pleasure from the victim's suffering."
"Therefore, this curse is in a sense the most cruel and perverted of the three unforgivable curses."
"Next, I will show you how a dark wizard would cast the Cruciatus Curse."
As he spoke, Dracula suddenly curled the corners of his mouth and looked maliciously at Riddle who was still standing on the dueling stage.
"Assistant Coach Riddle, come and cooperate with me?"
Looking at Dracula's expression, Riddle's face turned pale in an instant.
"Professor Dracula, don't be impulsive!" He tried to dissuade him hastily. "If it was someone else's Cruciatus Curse, I might be able to withstand it, but if it was you who cast it, I wouldn't be able to withstand it even if I were given decades more!"
"Don't be so self-deprecating, Riddle." Dracula laughed mockingly, "Besides, there are so many innocent students here. If I were asked to use the Cruciatus Curse on an innocent person, I would still feel a little uncomfortable! So I might as well use you to demonstrate it directly."
"No... I'm innocent too!" Riddle said in a helpless defense, "It's obviously not me who did all the evil, it's that... that person, you can't lump us together!"
"What's the difference?" Dracula chuckled.
Riddle's next words got caught in his throat.
He finally understood that Dracula was still a little bothered by the fact that he had concealed the secret of the Forbidden Forest, and using the Imperius Curse to control Riddle to dance could not completely calm his emotions.
The petty-minded Professor Dracula really lives up to his reputation!
"Well, Professor Dracula... Actually, you can use other creatures to demonstrate the Cruciatus Curse." Riddle wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered, "I'll call Dobby over and ask him to find a small animal that is not worth dying for."
He waved his wand and whispered:
"More than?"
Dobby, the house-elf who had been recruited as Dracula's assistant, appeared on the dueling stage with a "pop".
"It's an honor to serve you, Professor Dracula, Assistant Professor Riddle." Dobby, wearing an exquisite little dress, bowed to Dracula and Riddle.
More than a month before the Christmas holidays, Dracula felt a little bored with life at Hogwarts, so he asked Dobby to do one thing -
Dracula asked Dobby to tell Riddle to teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for him. During the substitute period, Riddle could seek appropriate help from Dobby when needed.
During the time when Dracula was not back, Dobby continued to clean Dracula's office every day, and gradually became familiar with Riddle.
This is why Riddle knew how to summon Dobby.
"Dobby, didn't you often go to the kitchen to help out some time ago?" Riddle asked in a low voice, "Are those rats hiding in the sewers and occasionally running up to steal food still alive?"
"Those bad mice are still alive," Dobby said angrily, his eyes as big as tennis balls. "These bad mice stole the wizard's food and should have been punished immediately!"
"But Hogwarts is running out of rat poison, and the house-elf chef is planning to buy some more today, so we haven't had time to get rid of all the rats yet."
"Great!" Riddle breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Dracula. "Professor Dracula, those rats in the kitchen sewers are pests that steal food from Hogwarts. You won't be so hard on these animals, right?"
Dracula raised his eyebrows and looked at Riddle, who was trying his best to avoid experiencing the Cruciatus Curse, but finally shook his head with a smile.
"In that case, let's catch a mouse and bring it here." He chuckled. "It just so happens that using an animal for the demonstration may cause less psychological trauma to the young wizards."
As a capable house-elf, Dobby quickly caught a mouse from the kitchen sewer and brought it over.
Because he knew Dracula very well, he used a cleaning spell to clean the mouse after catching it to prevent Dracula from feeling disgusted by it.
"Thank you for your help, Dobby." Dracula looked at the clean mouse that Dobby brought over and nodded with satisfaction. "It needs to be enlarged, otherwise the little wizards in the back row may not be able to see it clearly."
Without waiting for Dracula to cast the spell, Riddle was very servile and used the Expansion Spell on the mouse first, and used the Levitation Spell to make it float in the air, so that all the little wizards could clearly observe the mouse.
The mouse swelled up, now larger than a normal sized Kneazle.
Under the expectant, puzzled, or frightened gazes of the little wizards, Dracula took two steps forward and came to the side of the big rat.
He raised his wand, pointed it at the mouse, and whispered:
"Crucio."
In an instant, the mouse's eyes suddenly widened, and its limbs kicked wildly in all directions. It turned over, and at the same time, its body twitched violently and swayed from side to side.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak—”
The mouse squeaked shrilly and screamed desperately. Its gray hair began to tremble, and its muscles twitched more and more violently.
"Professor, stop!" Hermione in the audience suddenly shouted.
Dracula turned to look at Hermione.
She wasn't looking at Dracula on the stand, nor at the rats on display, but at Neville.
Dracula frowned and saw that Neville's hands were tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, his knuckles were white, and his eyes were wide open with fear.
"How are you, Mr. Longbottom?" He withdrew his wand and the Cruciatus Curse stopped.
The mouse fell to the ground and stopped screaming, but its limbs and body still twitched from time to time.
Neville looked at the mouse on the stage with lifeless eyes and a pale face.
"Mr. Longbottom, if the Cruciatus Curse has ever brought you some bad memories, then I hope you can face this curse." Dracula squatted at the edge of the dueling stage and looked at Neville gently.
"One should not dwell on the tragic past, but should face the pain he has experienced."
"You are a Gryffindor, Mr. Longbottom. Gryffindors are not short of courage. Don't let the setbacks in life blind your eyes and ruin your integrity."
"Think about it carefully when you go back. I hope you will be different in the next class."
Dracula looked at Neville deeply, stood up, and walked again to the mouse that was still twitching from time to time.
"There is no specific way to resist the Cruciatus Curse. One can only rely on superior endurance of pain and a fearless spirit to withstand the torture and fight back in pain." He said softly.
"Of course, if possible, I still advise you not to be hit by the Cruciatus Curse, because very few people can withstand this kind of pain."
After explaining the relevant knowledge about the Cruciatus Curse, Dracula's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Next, I will tell you about the last and most powerful of the three unforgivable curses..." He gently raised his wand and pointed it at the still trembling mouse.
The mouse seemed to sense the impending doom, and enduring the severe pain in its still powerless muscles, it struggled to climb up, trying to avoid the direction where Dracula's wand was pointing.
But the next moment, that evil spell came out -
"Avada Kedavra."
A dazzling green light blinded people, and at the same time there was a chaotic whistling sound, as if an invisible giant was flying through the air -
At the same time, the rat fell down and lay on its back on the duel stage, with no signs of twitching anymore.
There was no trace of injury on its body, but it was undoubtedly dead...
Several young wizards looked at this scene in horror, trying hard to hold back the screams that were about to come out.
Harry was one of the few little wizards who held back from shouting. A picture vaguely emerged in his eyes -
It was a dazzling green light. A beautiful woman stood in front of him. She fell to the ground after being hit by the green light. Then there was an even more dazzling green light...
"The Killing Curse is also known as the Death Curse. There is no antidote, no defensive magic can stop it, and no one can survive after being hit by the Killing Curse..." said Dracula.
Then he paused and suddenly looked at Harry, "So far, the Killing Curse has only happened to one person."
All eyes in the audience turned to look at Harry. Harry stared blankly at Professor Dracula on the stage. He felt that he could understand how Neville felt just now.
"Focus, look at me!" Dracula shouted, relieving Harry's pressure a little. "You don't need to care about how Harry Potter escaped from the Killing Curse, and don't think you can survive the Killing Curse."
"You won't be able to resist the Killing Curse!" Dracula said coldly, "So I will teach you some tricks, which may help you survive the Killing Curse cast by the dark wizard."
The next moment, under the gaze of the young wizards, he suddenly turned and looked at Riddle.
"Riddle, cast the Killing Curse on me!"
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