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Master Druid in Hogwarts.

This is the story of a kitten that acquired druid spells from another world and the wizards mistook it for an animagus. If you want to support me and give me some motivation to continue translating this novel, you can do it through Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/inferno303 *I don't own the copyright of such fanfic nor the contents of the novel nor the Harry Potter book.

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Chapter 444: The Unforgivable Curse (Edited)

Moody pointed at Fish and motioned for him to respond, but the magical eye was still looking at Lavender, who had misbehaved in class earlier.

"The Fiendfyre Curse! It's a powerful spell! Minerva says it's a very deep dark magic."

(?ΦΦ?)?

Moody's magical eye finally withdrew from Lavender.

"Fiendfyre... yes... yes..." Moody muttered, and his eyes became erratic. After a while, he came back to himself, nodded and said, "I heard the rumors, you once extinguished the Fiendfyre Curse that was already burning, and this is no easy task..."

"Hehehehehe~"

(?≧?≦?)?

Fish patted his head and lifted his chin smugly.

"Professor McGonagall is right," Professor Moody explained to the group, "The Fiendfyre Curse is indeed a very high level of dark magic, and extremely dangerous."

He said solemnly to the group, "Fiendfyre Curse is a terrible flame, the slightest spark will quickly spread into a huge blaze, they cannot be extinguished by running water, and when they reach a certain size, they automatically take the form of some monster and seek out anything that can burn around them."

There was a gasp from the audience, many of whom had heard Fish talk about what had happened in the Forbidden Forest, and even those who, like Harry, had been taken to the Forbidden Forest and had visited the burned area.

All the while, Harry and the others thought it was a normal fire....

Then, in a hoarse voice, Moody said, "The danger of the Fiendfyre Curse doesn't stop there. This type of flame is very violent. When it burns, it does not distinguish between enemy and friend. Only wizards with a lot of magic can control the Fiendfyre Curse, there are too many wizards in history who used the Fiendfyre Curse but played with fire and got burned..."

"But didn't Fish put out the fire?" asked Seamus aloud.

"Yes," nodded Moody, "The Fiendfyre Curse has an anti-curse, and a powerful spell can extinguish them, but when the fire grows too big, it's not easy to extinguish it, even if you know the means to do so. As for Fish..."

His magical eye glanced at Fish, who seemed unconcerned about the matter, "I don't know how he did it, but at his age and level of magic, it's almost impossible to put out a fire that has already spread."

Actually, Voldemort had told Barty Crouch Jr. how Fish had extinguished the fire, and the latter had clearly told him that the rain Fish had summoned had not only extinguished the fire, but had also healed his wounds, Barty Crouch Jr. had only said this to get more information from Fish about the rain.

Fish, of course, was unaware of Barty Crouch Jr. hidden plans, but the cat didn't remember that incident either.

Fish shook his head, looking like he didn't remember.

"I don't know what happened, I have no recollection of what happened afterwards, I only know what happened after seeing Albus' memories, and I don't know how to make it rain again."

(?⊙⊙?)

Fish, who couldn't remember, blinked and said honestly.

"Albus said it was because the spell was too much for Fish, just like when Fish turned into a big cat."

"Is that so? It's a shame..."

Moody averted his gaze and sighed regretfully.

Then he pulled a cauldron out from under the podium and used the levitation charm to suspend it in the air, then pulled out his wand and pointed it upwards, and sparks flew out of it and landed on top of the cauldron.

In the blink of an eye, the sparks turned into embers and quickly spread throughout the cauldron, turning it into a large fireball.

"Fiendlocked!"

Moody put out the small fire before it grew any larger and, to everyone's horror, the cauldron they had been using to brew potions had been reduced to an iron ball in that short time.

"That's it," Moody said as he placed the cooled piece of metal on the podium, "If it continues to burn, it won't be easy to solve... unless Fish remembers how he rained to put the fire out. ."

He made a joke that wasn't very funny, and the students below only responded with a stiff smile... they were still in shock from the terrible destruction of the Fiendfyre Curse.

"Although the Fiendfyre Curse is very scary, you don't have to worry too much," Moody added, "Because there are very few wizards who can control it, and even dark wizards, of which there aren't many, will use it as a regular tactic... they have better ways, like... the Unforgivable Curses."

His magical eye moved around, glancing back and forth among the students, "So, does anyone know what the Three Unforgivable Curses are?"

A few cautious hands went up and Professor Moody pointed to Ron, who was closest to him.

"Uh, well," Ron said uncertainly, "my father told me about a Curses... called the Imperius Curse or something like that, right?"

"Ah, yes," Moody said appreciatively, "Your father must have known that Curse. Back in the day, the Imperius Curse caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic."

He then opened a drawer of the lectern and pulled out a glass bottle in which three large black spiders were crawling back and forth.

Apparently, the Three Unforgivable Curses were the subject of Moody's lecture today, and the Fiendfyre Curse that Fish had mentioned was just an accident.

Moody reached into the bottle, grabbed a spider, and placed it on his open palm so everyone could see it. Then he pointed his wand at it and muttered, "Imperius!"

"Ah!"

∑(?ΦДΦ?)

Hearing this incantation, Fish suddenly understood.

"What's wrong?"

Moody stopped moving and turned his magical eye toward Fish.

"Quirrell used this spell on Fish once... it's quite comfortable nya."

(? ̄  ̄?)

Fish remembered how he felt when he was under the Imperius Curse, and unconsciously narrowed his eyes, but soon shook his head. "It's just a bit loud!".

(`′≡`′)

Fish snorted, "A voice was heard yelling at Fish to go find Fluffy and see what was behind the trapdoor guarding nya."

"Yes, it's the Imperius Curse." Moody nodded, controlling the spider in his palm with some comically bizarre movements, "Just like this spider I'm controlling, it was supposedly planning to take control of you, and then make you do something bad."

"Totally under the caster's control," Moody whispered. "Think about it, your loved ones and friends controlled by the Imperius Curse, and suddenly poisoning you when you're helpless..."

The students, who had been smiling at the spider's antics, immediately changed their expression to horror at the hypothetical.

"Years ago, many wizards were under the Imperius Curse," Moody said, "And it really kept the Ministry of Magic busy. They had to distinguish who was being forced to act and who was acting of their own free will."

"Just as Fish was not controlled by Quirrell, the Imperius Curse can be resisted. I'll show you how, but it requires a strong will and not everyone can pull it off. You would do well to avoid being hit by the Imperius Curse - be alert at all times!"

He shouted suddenly, startling everyone.

"Before I do, Fish," Moody shouted, then looked at Fish, "I don't suppose you wouldn't mind sharing your experience with the group?"

"Nya?"

??

Fish cocked his head to the side, confused.

"Just to tell everyone how you managed to not be controlled by the Imperius Curse."

"Why should Fish be under its control?"

Fish wrinkled his nose and replied with a straight face, "Quirrell was wrapped up in so much clothing that Fish didn't recognize him, so of course he didn't listen to him!"

?(?``?)?

"... So, if you had known it was Quirrell, you would have followed his orders?"

Moody was silent for a moment, then asked again.

Fish lowered his head, pondered for a moment, then shook his head firmly and continued to answer with a straight face, "No! Fish, back then, wouldn't listen to anyone but Minerva!"

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"..." Moody fell silent again, but for the Dark Lord's sake, he continued, "And now?"

"Now?"

Fish folded his arms and let out a long laugh, "Now Fish doesn't even necessarily listen to Minerva! Nyajajajajajaja."

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Barty Crouch Jr.: "..."