The Imperius Curse!

Wizette stepped down the stairs, the misty map in his mind gradually dissipating.

With a very soft "creak," the iron door in the distance slowly opened, revealing an empty room inside.

This room was likely used as a warehouse, but it must have been cleaned regularly; no dust was visible around, only a few cobwebs hanging in the corners of the walls.

All four walls were lined with shelves, upon which sat wine barrels of enormous size.

At a glance, the area of this room was at least equal to two classrooms combined.

Around the shelves were also placed many mannequins wearing armor, which were riddled with dents and bulges, as if they were marks left from some magical experiment.

Piles of books were scattered on the ground. Wizette joyfully picked one up, but as soon as he held it, a strange sensation washed over him.

He felt as though he were not touching a book, but a human being.

Though there was no warmth or pulse, it felt as if destiny had ordained that he would have this peculiar feeling.

Not only that, but he also sensed a "buzzing" sound; it seemed these books could talk, whispering in his ear.

Wizette used his Mana Eye to scan the books on the ground, discovering that some kind of magic existed within them.

However, for some reason, he could only see an extremely blurry mass through these books, which could not even be called a trace of magic.

Filled with doubt, he tossed the book forward and used a Levitation Charm to flip it open, finding that there was not a single word inside; it was as empty as a newly bought notebook.

"Could every book be like this?"

Wizette frowned slightly, gripped his wand, and suddenly raised it. All the books in the room instantly took flight, circling him like small birds.

He maintained his Mana Eye, scanning each empty book, finally finding a single page tucked between the gaps.

Observing through the Mana Eye, he discovered that this page held a significant amount of Ancient Magic, radiating a familiar silver-blue light.

After identifying his target, he waved his wand again, leaving only that page while the rest of the wordless books stacked neatly into a corner.

Wizette took hold of the thin page. Compared to the strange feeling of those books, this page was clearly much more normal.

The page was made from the scales of some kind of snake, and on the front was drawn a stark white skull, looking incredibly lifelike.

In the bottom right corner of the page was a familiar signature from Serena Pendragon.

It indeed looked like her handwriting, filled with an indescribable sense of ritual.

Below the skull was a message: Simple and easy to learn, helping you easily master the Imperius Curse.

The Imperius Curse, one of the three Unforgivable Curses.

The Ministry of Magic called this "extremely cruel dark magic." According to magical law, once any Unforgivable Curse is used on another person, the caster will be escorted to Azkaban for life imprisonment.

However, the casting of the Imperius Curse was relatively discreet. During the height of Voldemort's power, many wizards exploited this characteristic to claim they were controlled by Voldemort and that their actions were not of their own volition.

Whether it was its discreet nature or its reputation as an Unforgivable Curse, it made Wizette extremely curious to know how the Imperius Curse was cast.

According to his understanding of Dark Arts, the more powerful the dark magic, the deeper the foundation of magical knowledge required to exert its full power.

Serena Pendragon using "simple and easy to learn" as an introduction only piqued Wizette's curiosity further.

Wizette flipped the page over and saw the remaining content Serena Pendragon had left behind.

"To cast an Unforgivable Curse, one must ensure the caster has sufficient decisiveness; this point is the most important!"

"Once the caster is merciful, the consequences can be very dangerous. At best, the Unforgivable Curse will simply fail; at worst, it may backfire on the caster themselves."

"Of course, I have never been backfired upon by an Unforgivable Curse, so I cannot write about what 'backfire' actually feels like..."

"Alright, now that the necessary conditions are stated, we can officially enter the instructional part. First, memorize the incantation—Imperio."

"Next, choose a wand movement you like, then find a living creature and recite the incantation... Congratulations, you have learned the Imperius Curse!"

The casting process was unimaginably simple.

No need for coordinating syllables or tones, and no requirements for casting movements.

Perhaps the only key point lay in—not being merciful, and being sufficiently firm when casting the Imperius Curse.

"Perhaps this is why they are called 'Unforgivable Curses'? Compared to other elusive dark magics, the Imperius Curse is truly too simple and crude."

"Im... perio... Imperio!" Wizette reread the lines Serena Pendragon had left, reciting and memorizing the incantation.

He looked around and turned toward the cobweb in the corner, intending to use it as a target for the Imperius Curse.

"Imperio!"

Wizette raised his wand high, pointing it at the spider hanging upside down on the web.

A strange sensation arose from the tip of the wand, quickly spreading to the wand's body, then to his fingertips, palm, and arm...

Finally, it converged into a numbing warm current that flooded into his head.

A thought occurred to Wizette; he felt he could dominate this spider.

He gently waved his wand, drawing a standard circle in the air.

The spider's movements stiffened like a puppet. It followed the silk back to the web and began to spin in the trajectory of the wand—also a standard circle.

Dispelling the Imperius Curse, Wizette looked at the panicked spider and frowned slightly.

He truly hadn't expected the Imperius Curse to be so simple to learn.

To complete the Imperius Curse, all that was needed was a short incantation and a determination to control the opponent.

Compared to the dark magic he had mastered in the previous school year, the Imperius Curse truly had too many differences.

If a comparison had to be made, it was like the difference between a martial artist and a marksman from his previous life;

A martial artist usually needed long-term training to gain superior combat skills and a strong enough body;

Whereas a marksman only needed to know how to pull the trigger and ensure sufficient ammunition to easily take down the martial artist;

They seemed not to belong to the same level of power.

Nonetheless, Wizette still summarized a few differences through this casting.

First was the Imperius Curse itself; this magic could easily control a soul through the incantation "Imperio."

This process was extremely simple, not requiring the caster to understand souls, only that he could recite the incantation.

Next was the process of casting the Imperius Curse; the caster had a vast space for operation, capable of giving extremely sophisticated commands.

Commands like "move 1mm to the left," as long as Wizette wanted to give the order, the spider would execute it.

The control process was also incredibly miraculous, equivalent to Wizette becoming the spider's soul, commanding its body...