"Black magic is a spell that the Ministry of Magic explicitly prohibits wizards from using people. Only in special periods will the Ministry of Magic release the authority of the Aurors, allowing them to use black magic to fight back when pursuing the most vicious thugs. The recent release of the Auror black magic incident occurred in the first half of this year. Auror director Phillips Leon led Auror to capture all the black wizards who escaped from Azkaban."

Moody told them about the taboos of black magic.

"So, in order to avoid any bad effects, I do not intend to use these unforgivable magic in front of you, even if it is not for people, it is not for some small animals used for spell experiments. So how can I let you see these black magic from the perspective of a bystander without being hurt? The meditation basin is a good choice."

After introducing the teaching method that this church is about to be adopted, Moody glanced at all the little wizards below.

“So who is brave to experience it first?”

The students below were silent as if they were sealed with tongues and throats. No one raised his hand to respond to Moody for a long time.

Moody frowned and shook his head.

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

As he said that, he picked up the roster.

"Since no one takes the initiative to do so, I'll call it in person."

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

"Nevil Longbottom, just you. I know your parents and admire them very much. I believe you must be a brave person."

But Neville didn't show as brave as Moody expected.

He stood up from his seat with a sad face and walked slowly towards the podium.

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

"Come here, kid, next everyone will experience it like you. Our time is limited."

Navi stood in front of the podium in a semi-coercive manner. He asked with a pale face in fear.

"Will the process in the middle hurt in the middle?"

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

Neville stared at the floating silver substance in the stone basin and could not make up his mind to bury his head.

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

Suddenly, the entire black magic defense class classroom suddenly fell over. Neville felt his body rushing forward and fell into the pot with his head down!

But his hair did not hit the bottom of the potty, and he fell in a cold and dark matter, as if he had been sucked into a black vortex, and finally fell from the sky on a wet grass.

Neville hugged his arms tightly in fear and looked around.

He is now in a dark woods, with a dark sky above and a tall bush everywhere.

It seems that it has just rained here, the land is wet, and there are mud pits everywhere.

"He's here."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind Neville. Neville was frightened and his whole body trembled, and then he immediately turned around.

But there was no one behind him, only a dense bush.

Navi shouted tremblingly.

"Professor Moody? Is it you?"

However, no one around answered his question, only the "salas" sound of the wet and cold night wind blowing the leaves.

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

When the fluorescence had approached Neville less than twenty meters, he realized that they were two wizards in black robes.

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

But the two wizards seemed to have not seen him pass through his body, and then stayed in front of the bushes.

Neville looked at all this in shock, but the two later wizards seemed to have an argument.

"Is that here? Charlie."

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

"You don't have the capital to bargain with me Charlie!"

"Then you kill me! If you kill me, don't ever want to get it!"

"Do you think I dare not!"

"Then you come! Use a spell on me!"

"The soul is out of body!"

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

"This is what you forced me! It is you forced me!" The man who used the spell gasped violently, as if he had done nothing and as if he had given some instructions to the person who was hitting the spell.

The dull man knelt on the ground like a puppet, licking the dirty boots on another wizard's feet in a humble manner.

"Arrogant Charlie, you finally have no way to yell at me anymore, go and take out that thing for me!"

However, before the wizard could finish his speech, two bright red spells suddenly shot out from the bushes behind Neville.

The spell penetrated Neville's body and accurately hit the two wizards.

The coma curse had an effect, and the two later wizards collapsed to the ground weakly. Behind Neville, Moody and another witch with golden earrings and dark skin showed their figure without warning.

"The plan went smoothly, Kingsley." Moody walked past Neville.

"We can now add another guilt to him, illegally use the unforgivable spell on people." Kingsley also followed him and walked towards the two wizards who fell to the ground.

"Take them both back to the department and we can also go to the bar to have a good drink."

Just as they grabbed the two wizards on the ground and talked and prepared to leave, a dazzling fire suddenly exploded between Moody and Kingsley!

Neville only heard a burst of angry roars and the sound of unknown spells, and the scenes around him quietly turned into gray fog, dispersing and disappearing around.
Chapter completed!