Chapter 801: Hogwarts Learning Panel, Chapter 345

After a few seconds, he continued:

"You had best keep this firmly in mind, Green: staying alive is the meaning of everything...

If those people intend to cast an illegal spell on you, they will not tell you their plans.

You had best realize this clearly, you foolish Green; he will not cast a spell on you frankly, fairly, or politely—you must be prepared and stay vigilant.

Now... Green, tell me, which spells carry the harshest penalties under wizarding law?"

"The Unforgivable Curses, Professor."

Sean felt surprised. Was Professor Sineipu teaching him about the Unforgivable Curses?

Why?

"You had best know them. The Unforgivable Curses are the three most powerful and evil Dark Arts spells known in the magical world.

They are the Avada Kedavra curse, the Cruciatus Curse, and the Imperius Curse.

According to Ministry of Magic law, using any one of these three spells on any human being will result in a life sentence in Azkaban.

These three spells are collectively categorized due to their lethal, cruel, and evil nature of complete control over others; they are the signature tools they use most often."

Sineipu paced back and forth, then suddenly picked up a slug:

"Imperio!"

The slug actually began to dance, though its movements appeared bizarre and disgusting.

"This is the Imperius Curse. Now it is completely under my control; I can make it drown itself, I can make it jump out of a window...

Listen to me, Green, if you are this stupid again, I don't think this spell couldn't be used on you. Lingering on in a desperate state is still better than being dead.

Many years ago, many wizards were controlled by the Imperius Curse just like this.

That bunch of idiots at the Ministry of Magic, they could never tell who was acting under duress and who was acting of their own free will...

However, the Imperius Curse can be resisted. I will teach you the method, but it requires great strength of character. When you encounter it, you had best try your hardest to avoid being hit by it."

Sineipu finished speaking slowly.

Without waiting for Sean to digest this, he continued:

"The Cruciatus Curse... extreme pain!"

Sineipu waved his wand at the slug. Sean could see the entire slug convulsing; before long, it couldn't even wiggle.

"The last spell, the Avada Kedavra curse, the Killing Curse. When you hear it, Green, run! Get those legs of yours moving, you had best be able to hide behind Dumbledore—Avada Kedavra!"

Sineipu said calmly. He cast the spell, and a dazzling green light stung the eyes, accompanied by a chaotic sound, as if an invisible behemoth were flying through the air.

It was as if Death were swinging a scythe.

At the same time, the slug flipped over and lay on its back on the table; there was not a single wound on its body, but it was undoubtedly dead.

"Very unpleasant. And there is no counter-curse. There is no way to resist it."

Sineipu stared into Sean's eyes.

"Dumbledore regards you as the wizard he needs to consider most; he would not allow anyone to teach you such Dark Arts.

As everyone knows, the Dark Arts can corrupt a wizard's mind, but..."

He looked at the young wizard before him.

He would rather cultivate a Dark Lord than ever allow himself to be like a loser again, only able to collect corpses.

"So... these three spells—Avada Kedavra, Imperio, Crucio—are known as the Unforgivable Curses.

Using any one of them on a human being is enough to spend a lifetime in Azkaban.

This is what you must resist. This is what I am going to teach you to resist. You need to be prepared; you all need to be on guard.

What are you waiting for? Take out your quill... record these down..."

Sineipu's voice mingled with the cold wind of the dungeon.

As Sean left the dungeon, dazed and carrying the knowledge of the Unforgivable Curses, Sineipu remained in the shadows of the dungeon.

He extended his left arm; a mark was branded on the inside of his left forearm, looking like a bright red tattoo pattern.

The feeling this mark brought him had weakened a little more; the Dark Lord's power had been diminished more than once.

He didn't need to think with his brain to know who this was related to.

But he would return eventually; no one could truly kill him. This had been verified many times.

And as for those who hindered his plans...

"Dumbledore—you had best be able to explain—"

Sineipu suddenly cast his gaze toward the dungeon entrance.

The old wizard with the long white beard was slowly emerging from behind the wooden door. ===== CHAPTER 802 =====