The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 70 Types of Anger
Professor Quirrell watched Allen who finally compromised from behind Allen, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of unknown meaning.

"You made a wise decision! You won't regret learning this spell." Professor Quirrell said in a low voice.

Then the formal teaching begins.

"This spell is called the Cruciatus Curse. The spell is very short and the wand movement is very simple. It is suitable for quick casting, but the most important thing about this spell is your emotional strength." Professor Quirrell began to introduce this spell.

"What kind of emotional power?" Allen tried his best to write down Professor Quirrell's words. He couldn't take notes while studying black magic at Professor Quirrell's place. He could only rely on his brain to remember them.

"When it comes to the Cruciatus Curse, the emotion needed is the desire to be sadistic!" Professor Quirrell entered the shadows again, and Allen could only see his figure, but not his expression.

"Desire—sadism?" Allen murmured and repeated, and he suddenly felt that this request was abnormal, and normal people would not have such emotions.

"Yes, it's because of such emotion that the effect of this spell is so powerful!" Professor Quirrell continued to encourage Allen.

"Professor, I feel that it is difficult for me to master the Cruciatus Curse, because I don't have the kind of emotion that craves sadism." Allen said hesitantly.

"Hehehe!" Professor Quirrell in the shadows let out a gloomy laugh, "This is the role of my teacher, I will teach you the tricks of mastering this spell."

"Practice the pronunciation of the spell and the movement of the wand first, and then we will proceed to the next step." Professor Quirrell said.

The incantations and wand movements of the Cruciatus Curse are really simple, and Alan mastered them in a while.

"Okay! Now let's start the formal practice! You try it first!" Professor Quirrell was still in the shadows.

"Okay!" Allen agreed bluntly, and then pointed his wand at the open space in the room to cast the Cruciatus Curse.

"No! My boy!" Professor Quirrell suddenly said in the shadows, "The Cruciatus Curse casts on the open space has no practice effect at all, you use it to practice."

Professor Quirrell's pale and slender hand stretched out from the shadows, pointing at the big spider on the table that had recovered.

Allen looked at the big spider, feeling his throat was dry, he swallowed with difficulty, and suddenly became a little flustered about what was going to happen next.
I don't know if I am panicking because of the horror of the big spider, or I am panicking about what will happen to this big spider.

"What are you waiting for? My boy!" Professor Quirrell began to urge Alan.

Allen hesitated for a moment, but decided to use the spider to practice spells. Who made this spider look so ugly?And there is no vocal organ yet, Allen feels that the pressure in his heart is not particularly high.

He waved his wand at the spider and said the incantation: "Crucio!"

But the spider continued to stand still there shamelessly, while its constantly beating abdomen reminded Allen that it was still alive, and seemed to mock the weakness of his spell.

"Hahaha!" Professor Quirrell laughed cheerfully in the shadows, as if he had expected all this.

"I've already told you that you need to mobilize your inner emotions to desire sadism!" Professor Quirrell continued to teach Allen.

After hearing this, Allen closed his eyes, trying to brew the emotion that Professor Quirrell said, but after working hard for a long time, he found it was futile.

He couldn't help being a little frustrated, and said to Professor Quirrell, "Maybe I really don't have the talent to cast this spell, I can't brew that kind of emotion."

Professor Quirrell was silent in the shadows.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and the spider that had been quietly staying on the table suddenly spewed out a venom, and the target was Alan. Caught off guard, Alan instinctively raised his arms to block his handsome face.

The venom sprayed Alan half of his body, and when he put down his arm, he found that his robe had been corroded and mottled by the venom. He quickly took off his robe and used the cleaning spell to save his robe, but found that it was too late , Several large holes have been corroded on the robe, which did not corrode Alan's skin.

Allen wanted to use the repairing spell to repair his robe, but found that the robe had been corroded to the point where the repairing spell was useless.

Allen looked at his robe with heartache. Although this robe was relatively old, it was one of his few possessions, and it was damaged like this.

Alan felt his anger burning, he stared angrily at the leisurely big spider, and suddenly felt a desire for sadism in his heart.

"Quick, while it's hot!" Professor Quirrell suddenly said, "Cast the Cruciatus Curse!"

Allen reacted instantly. He waved his wand at the spider and uttered the spell: "Crucio!"

This time the spell worked, and the spider flinched in pain, then went back to normal.
This confuses Allen. He clearly has the emotion of longing for sadism in his heart just now. Why is the effect of the spell so poor?

Professor Quirrell seemed to see Alan's doubts, and said softly: "You just used anger to push yourself to desire sadism, and the method is right!"

"But there are many kinds of anger. You were righteous anger just now. Using righteous anger to promote the emotion of longing for sadism is not very useful for casting the Cruciatus Curse. This is why the Cruciatus Curse you just had was very ineffective. s reason."

"You just had a piece of clothing ruined by a spider. The spider did it first, so your anger at that time was righteous anger."

Allen thought about what Professor Quirrell said.

"Since there is righteous anger, there must be evil anger, right?" Allen was keenly aware of the hidden message in Professor Quirrell's words.

"That's right! The desire for sadism generated by evil anger can greatly enhance the effect of the Cruciatus Curse. How to generate evil anger is what you need to master today." Professor Quirrell was very satisfied with Allen's keen performance.

"Now, do as I say!" Professor Quirrell ordered Allen in the shadows, his voice suddenly became cold and sharp.

Allen only felt that his back was getting cold, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he had no time to think about it
"Close your eyes!" Professor Quirrell began to guide Allen, "Forget about your clothes just now!"

"Imagine this disgusting spider that will crawl across your shoes for a while, and his hairy, sticky belly will leave a disgusting mark on your shoes; this spider crawls across your bed at night , leaving a lot of nasty cobwebs on it; this spider urinates in your drinking glass, which is your favorite glass."

Professor Quirrell's voice seemed to have a magical power, which made Allen automatically ignore the unreasonable things in his words, and immersed himself in the situation he said. A burst of anger gradually burned in his heart, and it became more and more intense in his chest
Finally he opened his eyes suddenly, this time he didn't use Professor Quirrell's urging, he stared at the big spider on the table with slightly red eyes, waved his wand at the spider, and said a spell:
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

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