HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 146 A loud slap in the face

Seeing Hermione's spirits calming down a little, Gloria felt that she could give her some suggestions.

"It's okay for you to have such an idea, but I suggest that you at least wait until you graduate and join the Ministry of Magic and gain a certain amount of power before you promote this rights association. As for the freedom of house-elves, unless there is a relevant law, do you plan to find every wizard family with elves and persuade them to give the elves freedom?"

Hermione murmured, the consequences of doing so would probably not be good and would not succeed.

"As for me, I can set the elf free."

Hermione's eyes lit up when she heard Gloria's words.

"But I can't do that."

"Why?" Hermione asked quickly.

"House elves not only serve the wizarding family wholeheartedly, but also take the status of the master family they serve as their own glory. My elves are very clear about the status of the Slytherin family in the wizarding world. If they are given freedom, believe me, they will immediately commit suicide in despair."

Hermione gasped, "What if I try to persuade them?"

Gloria was slightly surprised, then shook her head, "It's better not to do this. If they know that it was you who persuaded me to give them freedom, I will definitely not let you off easily, and in serious cases, I might even kill you."

Hermione was completely speechless and couldn't even bring herself to ask her to join the Rights Club.

Gloria picked up the quill again and said, "You can keep this idea and wait until you are strong enough to implement it. Changing the elves' minds and the wizards' obstruction are all obstacles on the road to implementation. You can't do it now, so you might as well focus on studying and make yourself better."

Hermione's expression lost its initial innocence and became a little more serious. "I will seriously consider this."

"How was your Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Gloria asked casually.

"Professor Moody's class was very impressive." Hermione frowned, "Especially the Cruciatus Curse. Neville looked very unhappy at that time."

Everyone knows that Neville's parents were driven crazy by the Cruciatus Curse. Gloria was curious about the current situation of the Longbottom couple.

"He also said that Harry was the only one who survived the Killing Curse." Hermione said this with a worried look on her face.

"It's really only him." Gloria asked, "Does Harry's scar still hurt?"

Hermione's eyes widened, "I'm glad you knew about this. We were all worried, but he said his scar hadn't responded recently."

The killing curse had a great impact on them. A light green light could take away their lives.

"It's good that it doesn't hurt." Gloria said, "Pay more attention to Harry recently. Tell me if there's anything unusual."

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Time passed quickly. After demonstrating the three unforgivable curses, Professor Moody began his normal teaching. It must be said that he was a little crazy, but the content of his lectures was very solid and useful, especially since they were already in the fourth grade and would take the OWL exam next year.

Before we knew it, it was October and everyone was wondering when Beauxbatons and Durmstrang School would come this month.

As the thumping sound approached, the voices of discussion stopped. The smile on Professor Moody's face today made them feel uneasy, as if it were the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

He was so happy that he hummed a little tune, walked to the podium and slammed his crutches on the ground, and the class fell silent.

"Let's learn something different today." Professor Moody glanced at everyone with satisfaction, "I will use the Imperius Curse on you. All you have to do is resist with all your strength."

"what?!"

Someone immediately said, "Professor Moody, the Imperius Curse is one of the three Unforgivable Curses. How can you use it on us students?"

"Even if you don't like Slytherin House, you can't use forbidden spells on us!"

All the students in the class protested, and Draco wondered if he was really crazy.

Professor Moody ignored their protests and looked at Gloria with intent, saying, "This is not targeted at Slytherin. This applies to students from all four houses. Headmaster Dumbledore has already been informed of this matter. He also hopes that students can learn how to resist this spell. It is better than having someone with bad intentions use this spell on you."

But the students still couldn't accept it.

"You all remember what happened at the Quidditch World Cup. It's not that safe outside now!" Professor Moody roared, "You must be prepared to face worse situations!"

Even Gloria had no comment on this.

Without any objections, Professor Moody picked up the booklet with a grim smile, "Luther Brooke."

A brown-haired boy stood up and slowly walked to the podium.

"Remember, use your own consciousness to resist my orders." Moody said this, and his eager expression made Brooke understand that he didn't hope to be able to resist successfully at all.

When the Imperius Curse hit Brook, he looked dazed and stood there stupidly.

"Name all the animal sounds you know."

Then Brooke shouted at everyone, from the birds in the woods to the elephants on the land, and until the Imperius Curse was lifted, he did not show any sign of resistance.

The second person to be called was Goyle, who performed a funny dance like a troll.

This made Draco's face even uglier. He intuitively felt that something bad must have happened to him. Gloria squeezed his hand hard and said silently: Don't worry.

A few more passed, and Professor Moody's normal eye looked at the list, while his fake eye was already looking at Draco, "Draco Malfoy."

Everyone's eyes followed the boy's steps. When he reached the podium, Moody didn't say much. He directly cast the Imperius Curse and said casually: "Slap yourself."

She had embarrassed herself with her students before, but this time she was slapped in the face by others. Everyone couldn't help but look at Gloria, but they saw that she looked calm.

The Imperius Curse made Draco look dazed, but as soon as Professor Moody gave the instructions, he immediately woke up without even raising his hand.

"How dare you humiliate me!" Draco was so angry that his pale handsome face turned red, "I'm going to tell my father!"

Moody was a little surprised. He had even thought of an excuse, but he didn't expect the kid to be able to resist. It was too strange. He sneered, "Go ahead and complain, kid. I'm just helping you, so that you won't be like your father, controlled by the Imperius Curse and do something bad—"

The boy returned to his seat full of anger. Gloria stroked his arm with deep silver eyes.

Moody obviously didn't expect Draco to be able to resist the Imperius Curse in one go, and his fake eye looked over from time to time.

Finally, it was Gloria's turn. She looked calm, but everyone somehow felt that she was suppressing some emotion.

"Miss Slytherin, I guess it's easy for you to resist the Imperius Curse." Moody said with a wry smile.

“You’ll know after you try it.”

He held his wand and cast the Imperius Curse on Gloria, but she did not react and just looked at him calmly.

Gloria raised her hand and said, "expelliarmus"

Cast spells without a wand!

Moody's wand snapped out of his hand and landed in Gloria's hand, which she pointed at him. "Imperio"

Professor Moody's eyes were dull and even his artificial eye stopped moving.

At this time, the girl's cold voice said: "Slap yourself."

Then a loud slap echoed throughout the classroom.