Let's have another curse. C'mon, c'mon. Longbottom, isn't it? Professor Sprout tells me...

Professor Moody:
Let's have another curse. C'mon, c'mon.
[Neville's hand slowly goes up, and Moody calls on him]

Professor Moody:
Longbottom, isn't it? Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for Herbology.
Neville:
Th-there's um... the Cruciatus Curse.
Professor Moody:
Correct! Correct! Particularly nasty.
[he leads Neville up to his desk and puts the spider down in front of him]

Professor Moody:
The torture curse. CRUCIO!
[the spider begins to squeak and writhe in pain. Neville flinches, almost unable to watch as the spider continues to curl itself up in agony]

Hermione:
Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him? STOP IT!
[Moody lifts the curse, and again palms the spider. Neville is left standing at the desk, looking shell-shocked]

I've heard about one more. - What's that? - The name. - Yes? - I know for a fact... ...this person took part in the capture... ...and, by means of the Cruciatus Curse... ...torture of the Auror Frank Longbottom and his wife! The name. Give me the wretched name! Barty Crouch... ...Junior. Hold him down! Get your filthy hands off me, you pathetic little men!