Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 150 The Exposure Caused by the Immortal Curse
Back in the dormitory that night, while Michael and Anthony were there, Ike directly threw four badges to them.

"What is this?" Terry was stunned when he saw the huge SPEW on the badge.

"As you can see, a badge."

"What badge did I mean? SPEW? Vomit?"

"No, it's the House Elf Rights Promotion Association. I'm the chief promoter, and you are the members." Ike put the book on the desk. "By the way, two Sickles per person, give money."

"This is... the one Hermione made?" Stuart, who was well-informed, tentatively saw Ike nodded, and immediately threw the badge on the bed.

"This is simply impossible!"

"And, two Sickles! Why don't you rob Gringotts!"

"Believe me, Gringotts is not that easy to grab." Ike said seriously, "Furthermore, the money is for the development of the association, and it has serious uses."

Saying so, Ike stretched out his hand.

Just as Stuart was about to say something, he was pulled by Michael and Terry on the side, and only then did he see the pillows and pillows that floated up to surround them at some point.

"I'd love to be a house-elf..." Stuart counted out two Sickles and placed them in Ike's hands solemnly.

"What association is there?"

"The House-Elf Rights Promotion Association." Ike replied solemnly.

"Yes, that's right, it is... a member of the Promotion Association!"

Several people paid the money one by one, and looked at the "floating objects" around them that fell back to their original places, and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Those who have experienced Ike's "Pillow Dafa" don't want to enjoy it anymore.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that the money will come back to you again." Ike said after collecting the money, "Why don't you just treat it as if I borrowed it from you? Wouldn't it be better to think so?"

"Forget it, just support Hermione's 'great cause'." Terry shook his head helplessly.

"Really, didn't you tell her it was impossible?"

"I said it, but..." Ike spread his hands, and everyone immediately understood.

They also understood Hermione's stubbornness.

In the next few days, the number of members of the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association rapidly swelled, and almost all fourth-year students from other houses except Slytherin joined in, but there was little progress in other grades.

Obviously, the development of the association has hit a bottleneck, but there is nothing to do.

In fact, even the existing members are basically friends with Ike and Hermione, all as supportive friends who occasionally "go crazy".

Free the house-elves?They are not crazy!
Moreover, after Ike's strong suggestion and the reformed association badge has many functions, temperature control and anti-dirty are also very good-looking, it is not a bad loss to buy such a "decoration".

Of course, Hermione didn't know about this, and she thought that Ike really put his energy into it, and was used as an example to teach Harry and Ron a hard lesson.

The two dared not speak out...

But it's okay, it's all a little adjustment in the boring life.

In October, Moody, who has demonstrated almost all kinds of dangerous dark arts, tried a new trick: he decided to let the students learn to resist the Imperius Curse.

This is undoubtedly an outrageous decision, and what is even more outrageous is that Dumbledore actually acquiesced in Moody's approach.

"I think Professor Moody has his reasons for doing this." After being questioned by an unknown number of people, Dumbledore gave such a sentence.

Ever since, the entire Hogwarts was captured by the "Spiritual Curse".

In every class, Moody will call the students up one by one, and use the Imperishable Curse on them, making them make all kinds of unimaginable movements.

Ravenclaw's boy Stewart is the worst, skipping tap dancing and ballet, and once even lying on the ground like a puppy, almost performing in public.Among the girls was Moratti. She jumped up and down on the table upside down, and made a set of extremely difficult yoga moves, directly stuffing herself into a small box.

Almost everyone suffered from this kind of "torture", only Ike escaped "fortunately" every time.

"None of you have successfully resisted the Imperius Curse, which makes me very disappointed." After another "successful" lecture, Professor Moody said, "As early as two weeks ago, Potter did it, Now my Imperius Curse can't even work on him."

"You really are Ravenclaws known for their wisdom?"

"But Hufflepuff didn't surprise me."

"get out of class off!"

Maybe it's Professor Moody's arrogant appearance, or maybe it's the reason why he has escaped so many times. Someone directly retorted: "Professor, there are still people who have never experienced your Imperius Curse!"

"You're talking about Stryder, I don't think he needs to go through this."

"But I don't think you deserve special treatment!"

"That's right!"

"Let's cast the Imperius Curse on Ike too!"

The classroom became chaotic in an instant, and the chatter became a mess, and even Stuart and the others were booing.

"Hehe..." Seeing this messy scene, Moody suddenly laughed sullenly a few times, and the magic eye flicked around.

"Since you ask so, then... Ike Stride, come forward!"

Ike looked helplessly at the aggrieved people around him, as well as those like Hermione and Stuart who were ready to watch the fun, Shi Shi ran up and stood at the front with his back to Moody.

"Soul out of the body!"

Ike shrugged.

"Soul out of the body!"

Ike winked at Hermione.

"Soul out of the body!"

He even waved to everyone.

"You see, Stride is completely capable of resisting the Imperius Curse." Moody put away his wand and said.

"This is impossible!"

"This is fake! You didn't use the Imperius Curse at all!"

Someone whispered something, but in the classroom that became extremely quiet due to Ike's performance, this sentence was very clear.

As a result, a bigger discussion sounded.

"Bang! Bang!"

Moody's crutch slammed twice on the floor, and suddenly fell silent again.

His magic eyes turned faster, and everyone felt that the thing was staring at them, as if they had seen through them.

"Stryder, I will use the Imperius Curse on you with all my strength." Moody pointed his wand directly at Ike and shouted.

"Soul out of the body!"

Before Ike could react, the white light on the tip of Moody's staff flickered, and under everyone's gaze, Ike moved.

The arms are spread out, the head is looking obliquely upwards, and the toes are pointing up, in a ballet posture.

With a movement of Moody's wand, Ike's left leg also moved, lifting sideways.

But very slowly, it was obvious that Ike was resisting.

On the stage, there was Moody, whose magic eyes turned faster and faster; off the stage, a group of students looked at him expectantly.

Gradually, Ike's calf bent up, as if he would jump to the side in the next second.

Suddenly, a rune glowing with soft silver-white light flashed past Ike's body, and Moody snorted coldly, and raised his wand abruptly.

The next moment, under the surprised eyes of everyone, his body slammed into the wall behind him hard, and he smashed through it directly.

"boom!"

Before anyone could react, the entire wall collapsed.

Accompanied by the smoke and dust, Moody's body slowly floated up from the ruins, moving towards Ike bit by bit.

At this time, people noticed that strands of golden silk threads were wrapped around Ike's body, flowing like a stream of water, from the ankle to the top of the head, and then to the outstretched wand.

"This is not the level that classroom exercises should be, is it, Professor Moody?" Ike's tone was cold, and his eyes stared at Moody, who was powerlessly floating in front of him.

Or rather...

Little Barty!
(End of this chapter)