Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 70: Practice for a new spell

Under the terrified eyes of everyone, the green light hit the goblin.

A green light flashed, and the goblin froze for a moment, then continued to struggle in Riddle's hand, and tried to bite him.

Riddle showed a satisfied smile, he waved his hand, and the goblin flew back into the box.

"Does anyone know what spell I just cast?"

Hermione swallowed, but before she raised her hand, Riddle picked up the student roster and said casually, "Let me see... Sean Wallop?"

Sean stood up, and he took a deep look at the other party: "I've only heard...that's the death curse."

"Correct! What about its effect, Mr. Wallop."

"This is a Killing Curse, which will take away the life of the caster..."

Riddle nodded in satisfaction, and motioned Sean to sit down.

"But, that goblin is still alive and kicking, is it because my magic power is not enough?" He smiled and spread his hands to look at everyone, but no one answered him, as if he told a bad joke.

"Obviously not, this brings us back to the topic just now." He put his hands on his waist and continued softly in an obsessive tone, "The unknown will cause awe and disgust."

"And every spell, it is still the wizard who determines its effect."

Hermione held up her hand.

"Miss Granger?"

"Sir, I don't think your behavior is right!" Her lips trembled a little, "The casting of black magic often requires the caster to have great malice. Maybe you can control... the Killing Curse, but this is not an area we should touch!"

There was no displeasure on Riddle's face. He waved his hand to signal Hermione to sit down: "Miss Granger, you overlooked one thing. This course is called magic attack and defense in Nurmengard, and we will not teach a group of deranged lunatics."

He paused, and some arcs were drawn at the corners of his mouth: "If the malice is eliminated when casting a spell, will the so-called black magic become a sharp weapon in the hands of wizards?"

Nurmengard's students puffed up their chests with pride on their faces.

"I'm here to teach you an eternal truth, magic is just magic, and the one who masters it will always be a wizard."

The Hogwarts students discussed in low voices uncontrollably. Today, what this Professor Riddle brought to them was almost a conceptual subversion.

Only Sean frowned slightly.

He didn't feel very good. Riddle's concept sounded extremely correct, and he also made a reasonable demonstration, and there seemed to be no loopholes that could be pointed out.

However, Riddle did not say anything.

How about breaking the curse?

Many reasons why black magic is feared by people is because there is no cure for it, and those who fall under the curse will suffer endless pain.

In Riddle's hands, Avada Kedavra can be a big melon, but in this world, how many people are as familiar with black magic as he is?

Grindelwald? What else? Sean can't think of another name.

The Fiendflame in Grindelwald's hand is as docile as a cat, but some people will only burn themselves to death when they get it out.

Moreover, Sean noticed one thing, the goblin that Riddle used as a demonstration is a humanoid creature...

He glanced involuntarily in the direction of Slytherin, where Malfoy and his minions were discussing something excitedly.

Sean sighed secretly, the seed has been planted... Is this Riddle's purpose?

On the podium, Riddle didn't stop the students from discussing. He waited for the noise to subside before he said with a smile: "Of course, some things are still far away from you. Today, let's learn a little spell."

"Well, who will give me a demonstration, oh, Oakes?" He pointed to a student of Nurmengard.

The short, brown-haired boy came down reluctantly, while the other Nurmengard students let out a low laugh.

"Relax, Oakes, this is a first-year project, you should have studied it." Riddle patted the boy on the shoulder.

He and the boy stood opposite each other, and then explained: "This is an attack spell. The effect is very simple. It will give the victim some pain from being pricked by a needle, and it has a good effect on distracting others."

"Of course, some people use it to make some small pranks." Riddle shrugged, as if the spell was just a gadget.

He gestured for everyone to learn with him, and after seeing everyone's wands waved, Riddle nodded in satisfaction.

"AcupunctInternus (AcupunctInternus)" He emphasized the pronunciation of 'in', "Remember to emphasize the pronunciation, and at the same time picture the scene of a transparent long needle piercing in your mind."

"Read it with me, AcupunctInternus"

"AcupunctInternus"

"Very good," Riddle turned to the stocky little fat man, "Ochs, are you ready to duel with me?"

Oakes squeezed his wand nervously, and finally nodded vigorously.

"Okay, come on."

The little fat man looked extremely nervous, but to the surprise of the others, just as Riddle finished speaking, Oakes raised his wand ~IndoMTL.com~ His movements were quick and accurate, and spells were blurted out.

"AcupunctInternus!"

Riddle dodged the spell with a dodge, and he waved his wand lazily: "AcupunctInternus"

Oakes yelled in pain, and then covered his shoulders.

"A good spell, Oakes, but it still needs practice." Riddle waved his hand to let the opponent return to his position. The little fat man was still clutching his shoulder, as if he had been stabbed severely.

"Okay, let's start practicing in groups of two or two. Don't worry about how much pain you will suffer. Your current level is about the same as mosquito bites."

Whether it was a coincidence or an accident, the Hogwarts students' opponents were all their classmates, and only Sean was assigned to a student from Nurmengard.

"Wallup, he only studied half a semester longer than you, so don't worry." Riddle said with a smile.

But everyone else looked at Sean worriedly. It was the first time they had learned this spell, but the students of Nurmengard had clearly mastered it completely, and that Oaks could well reflect this.

The tall dark-haired boy smiled maliciously, and he slowly raised his wand.

The other Nurmengard students also seemed to be watching the show.

Sean shrugged, he just took a moment to look at his panel.

Avada Kedavra (Black Magic): Proficiency 100/3000

Needle piercing (black magic): Proficiency 200/1000

My talent for black magic seems to be a little bit outstanding...

"Start!" Riddle ordered.