Chapter 519: Jumping in place 3 times

"One might ask, why am I showing you this if there is no cure for the spell?" shouted Moody, startling the class again, "Because they have to know something, they must be fully aware of what is worse. You don't want to find yourselves in the situation you are facing now, stay alert!"

"Well, these three curses, the Killing Curse, the Imperius Curse and the Cruciatus Curse, are known as Unforgivable Spells. Using any one of them on a human would be enough for a lifetime of imprisonment in Azkaban, and that's what you'll learn to resist. That's what I'm going to teach you to resist, you have to be prepared, you have to be on guard, but most of all, you have to be alert and never give up. Take out a pen and write this..."

No one said a word, everyone was busy taking notes, recording the Three Unforgivable Curses.

Just when everyone thought this was the end of a very emotional Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, Moody suddenly said, "Next, I am going to use the Imperius Curse directly on you to demonstrate the power of this spell and see if you can resist its effects. This would have been something we would have learned about later in class, but since we have Ivan Mason, a genius who is heralded as a future star of the magical world, I thought we could try it first."

As soon as he said that, the classroom erupted and the chatter rose like a torrent.

Everyone looked at Moody and Ivan in awe, excitement written all over their faces.

Did they hear right, Mad-Eye Moody was going to use the Imperius Curse on Ivan?

My God, this was crazy!

Everyone was excited and a little scared, eagerly anticipating what would happen next.

As for the Slytherin students, not to mention everyone gloating over their misfortune and wanting to see Ivan suffer.

What Moody had just done with the spider was still fresh in their minds.

If Ivan had done a tap dance like that in front of everyone, it would have been big news for the whole school.

Everyone was talking, except Colin, Ginny and the other students who were close to Ivan were worried.

They were afraid that Ivan would get the worst of it, and that it was a bad thing for such evil dark magic to be used on a young wizard.

Ivan didn't feel anything, the other party told him in advance last night that he was going to do it.

He just didn't expect the impostor to be so eager.

"Mason, come out!" Moody waved his wand and the desks moved aside, leaving a large open space in the center of the classroom.

"Professor, it's fine if you want to use the Imperius Curse on me, but I must remind you that using this spell on others is a serious illegal act." Ivan said slowly, "As you said before, it is a crime worthy of a life in Azkaban, which is not a nice place and probably won't have fresh blood or anything like it to eat."

There was silence, the others blinked and looked blankly at Ivan, not seeming to understand what he was saying.

Moody's mutilated nose twitched unnaturally, but his face was expressionless.

"Thank you for reminding me, I'll pay attention!" His magical eye turned to look at Ivan with an eerie, unblinking stare, and he said in a grim voice, "Professor Dumbledore wants me to teach you to feel it, and if you are willing to learn the Imperius Curse in a more brutal way, expecting someone to recite it to you and take you under their complete control, then very well, I agree, you can leave and never appear to me never to be seen in my classroom again!"

The atmosphere was so tense that the students in the classroom looked at the two of them, as if to see if Ivan would leave.

Of course, Ivan couldn't panic, that would be too cowardly. He trusted his Occlumency, and since the other man was determined to use the Imperius Curse on him, let's give it a try and see who loses out in the end.

Ivan stood up, gently patting his school uniform.

As everyone watched him nervously, he walked to the center of the classroom, to the empty space Moody had just created after moving the desks.

Moody raised his wand and looked at him with a fierce expression, as if he wanted to swallow Ivan whole.

"Professor, you may begin!" said Ivan in a low voice.

Unceremoniously, Moody raised his wand and said, "Imperius!".

The next second, Ivan felt his soul lighten.

The thoughts and worries in his mind were swept away, leaving only a fuzzy, invisible, untouchable joy.

He stood there, feeling especially relaxed and carefree, only vaguely aware that everyone was watching him.

Unlike the ordinary Imperius curse, the Moody spell had a strange power.

It was particularly powerful and extremely evil.

Driven by him, the power of the Imperius Curse was far more powerful than the average dark wizards could use.

The power was pulling Ivan's soul out of his body, never to return....

But, compared to the power of the evil gods, it wasn't enough.

Almost as soon as Moody recited the Curse, Ivan's Occlumency naturally activated.

All outside mental intrusions were blocked, and the power of magic could not penetrate Ivan's mind.

Within a second of the drifting sensation, his consciousness returned to his mind.

The scene in front of him became clear, and Ivan broke the opponent's powerful Imperius Curse.

But the fake Moody didn't know that.

No matter who he is or how powerful he is, he probably didn't expect Ivan to break free of the Imperius Curse so quickly, he thought he was controlling Ivan.

You could clearly see that there was a look of uncontrollable joy on his terrified face.

Ivan said nothing, wanting to see what the other man was going to do next.

Then, hearing Moody's voice, echoing in some far corner of his head.

"Jump, jump three times on the spot, jump three times..."

The request was so simple that Ivan merely jumped in place three times, following the order.

He could hear suppressed laughter in the classroom, the Slytherin students probably thought they were being controlled by the Imperius Curse to do such a comical and perverse act, and shouted for Moody to control Ivan to do something even more outrageous.

Moody nodded his head, apparently pleased with Ivan's reaction .

The next second, the voice in Ivan's head spoke again.

This time it was no longer an order, but ... Legilimency!

Just as Ivan had thought, this guy couldn't help but start searching through his memories after he had taken control of him.