Hallowed Ground

Date: November 4, 1997
Characters: Attendees to Professor Carrow's Dark Arts Class for the 6th and 7th years
Location: DADA classroom
Private/Semi-private/Public: Public
Summary: Further instruction on the Imperius Curse.
Status: Beginning

"Once you've successfully cast the curse, give your subject a few simple tasks. Have them pick up a book then maybe have them imitate an animal, perhaps a monkey." Amycus said, a small leer twisting his mouth. That second command should be easy enough to pull off when the class - like the school - was overrun with these dirty-blooded animals.

"Remember the longer a subject is under the Imperius Curse, the harder it is to fight off. As the recently departed Alastor Moody found out a few years before." It bugged him that annoying old besom Umbridge had taken Moody's eye; Amycus would have quite liked that little trophy for himself.

"After they've completed the simpler tasks, you're going to ask them to point their wands at themselves and perfom a hex. Nothing too big or painful." For now. "Maybe just a Stinging Hex. Because once your subject is willing to hurt themselves or a loved one, then you have total control over them and you have mastered the Imperius Curse."

Date: 31 October, 1997
Characters: Any in the Great Hall
Location: The Greath Hall, Hogwarts
Private/Semi-Private/Public: Public
Summary: The Halloween Feast
Status: Incomplete

( Hogwarts, however changed, felt just as magical on Halloween )

Date: October 22, 1997
Characters: Attendees to Professor Carrow's Dark Arts Class for the 6th and 7th years
Location: DADA classroom
Private/Semi-private/Public: Public
Summary: Further instruction on the Imperius Curse.
Status: Complete

Over the past few weeks, Amycus had grown suspicious. The students hadn't put up the fight he'd expected when they started on the Imperius. They were taking to it too easily. The little brats were up to something, he could feel it. But he couldn't prove it. The Imperius Curse was an easy enough one to fake without worrying about detection.

To a point.

He'd given each student a white rat to put under Imperius, knowing there was no way they could fake that.

"When you've successfully cast the curse," he began as he strolled through the room, "make your rat stand up on its hind legs. Maybe have it give a little wave with its paw."