Chapter 478: The Shield Charm
Maryanne, who had been fiddling with a new hair clip, was startled by Moody's sudden question. She looked up to find his unsettling magical eye fixed on her, as if it had been watching her for some time.
She stood up, trembling slightly, her face flushed. "I've heard of it... I think it's the Killing Curse?"
"Very good. Sit down. But next time, keep that little trinket away during class," Moody replied, his normal eye turning back to the class while his magical eye lingered on her. "Yes, the Killing Curse—Avada Kedavra—the most feared of Curses. But that's a lesson for sixth years and above. We'll focus on other curses for now."
Moody's gaze swept across the room again. "Now, does anyone know of any more common dark magic?"
Several hands shot up. He nodded at Kanna.
"Er... there's the Corrosion Curse," she said, her voice a bit hesitant.
"Ah, yes. Standard dark magic," Moody confirmed, nodding approvingly. "Corrodes flesh and bone—a favorite of dark wizards everywhere."
He drew his wand and gave a quick flick toward the lectern. Instantly, a purplish sludge oozed across its surface, causing the wood to bubble and melt as if it were being poured over with acid. Students in the front row leaned back, looking apprehensive.
Another wave of Moody's wand restored the lectern to normal.
"Anyone else? Any other curses?" Moody asked.
More hands went up, and he pointed to a student at random.