Chapter 101 Draining the Black Lake for You

The lake is rippling, and the waves are dyed red by the sunset.

Neville stared blankly at Anton's back, and for some reason, he thought of what Anton said just now, "We are wizards, noble wizards."

Those words seemed to be full of firm belief, wild and free and easy, even with the arrogance of a god looking down.

"I……"

The corners of Anton's mouth curled up slightly, and in an ariad tone, "I... am a god!"

boom!

The water of the lake boiled, and the large lake, which covered an area many times that of Hogwarts Castle, boiled crazily.

Like a boiling soup pot with the lid lifted.

"I declare..."

Anton's eyes were calm, and he looked at everything in front of him lightly, "The lake is floating!"

His voice was low, with an undeniable thickness, and he swung his wand vigorously.

boom!

A five-meter-diameter water column shot up from the lake, rushing towards the sky with countless splashes.

"No!" Anton murmured, "Not enough! It's all the lake water!"

"Certainly possible!"

"A wizard is not a magician. The effect of magic power does not depend on the quantity or value. It only has the power of the mind and true belief!"

His hands waved gently and gracefully, like a conductor.

One after another water jets shot up into the sky, and then more and more lake water rose up whole.

"Wizards are gods!"

"Implement my will!"

boom!

Neville stared blankly at everything in front of him, watching the entire great lake float up!

In the water of the lake, the water plants were rippling, and the murlocs looked around in horror, horse-shaped water monsters, giant octopuses, water snakes...

There are even countless magical creatures that Neville doesn't know appear in the lake.

A huge lake floats in mid-air, hiding the sky from the sun.

Flying higher and higher, blocking the sunset, the Hogwarts Castle next to it was blocked from light, and fell into darkness for an instant.

The castle windows were packed with heads, all screaming and looking at the great lake floating in mid-air.

In the lake water, a crystal clear memory ball floated out.

It fell gently into Neville's arms.

boom!

The lake water fell, causing countless splashes.

Anton turned around and looked at Neville with a smile, "Then, I got the memory ball for you, and you should pay the price."

Neville swallowed, "For... the price?"

"Of course." Anton shrugged, "Everything has a price, and I found it only after draining the Black Lake for you!"

real.

Neville really wanted to cry, he thought, how about giving Anton the memory ball and pretend nothing happened?

Anton's expression was too scary.

Neville took half a step back timidly, "What... do I need to do?"

"I need an experimental assistant to help me prepare those troublesome and time-consuming herbs." Anton patted Neville's shoulder with a smile, "Every night after class is over and before lights are turned off, on Friday afternoon, Saturday and Sunday, you will Come and help me."

Neville froze for a moment, a little depressed, "I can't do anything well, I'm always so bad, I will help you with experiments, and I will only screw everything up."

Anton ignored him, patted him on the shoulder, and walked straight away.

"Then we've agreed."

Smiling and walking towards the Weasley cabin.

Open the door, go in, snap, lay down on the ground, and fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

High-speed recovery of magic sleep - the spell of "Mother Tom's Embrace".

Anton carefully felt the changes every moment.

After a beautiful sleep, when he woke up, the magic power exhausted by draining the lake was miraculously restored again.

The time required is two hours.

In other words, the effect of the previous hour was probably the combined effect of the spell and the potion prepared by Madam Pomfrey.

...

"Levitation spell?" Professor Snape stared at Anton.

Anton nodded with a smile, and looked at the other professors in his dean's office.

Principal Dumbledore, Vice-Principal McGonagall, Professor Quirrell of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Professor Flitwick of Charms.

There is one more professor than the last joint review.

Snape still didn't believe it, and stared at Anton closely, "The Levitation Charm doesn't have that effect, I remember clearly, Anthony, we ask you not to use black magic anymore."

Anton smiled and pulled out his wand and put it on his desk, "You can use the flashback spell to see, Dumbledore has restricted my use of magic, and it is impossible for me to release any black magic now."

His face was strange, "Headmaster Snape, you are doubting the power of Dumbledore's spell, which is too bad."

Whoa!

Snape's face darkened instantly.

He stared at Anton with empty eyes, "You disturbed all the creatures in the Black Lake, and you must be responsible for it. They are all under the protection of our Hogwarts."

"That's indeed a levitating spell. It seems that Anthony has an unparalleled talent in this area." Professor Flitwick looked at Anton in amazement, "You guys are making such a fuss, and this kind of thing should be praised instead of staring at him like a prisoner. with this student."

Professor McGonagall also nodded, obviously thinking that this matter was a bit of a big deal.

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "Congratulations, obviously you have taken another step on the road of magic."

Anton looked at them inexplicably, and finally picked up his wand and left.

Professors Flitwick, McGonagall, and Quirrell also left shortly after.

There was silence in the office.

"They are very similar, Severus." Dumbledore's eyes were dark, looking at the water of the Black Lake outside the window.

"Exquisite facial features, very handsome, with a charming smile, without showing the slightest arrogance or aggression." Dumbledore twirled the weird ring on his finger, "As a very talented and very handsome orphan, he almost He attracted the attention and sympathy of the faculty at school. He seemed polite, quiet, and knowledge-hungry. He was well-received by almost everyone.”

"Severus." Dumbledore turned to Snape, "You know who I'm talking about."

Snape was visibly upset, getting up and walking around the office.

However, Dumbledore's words were still whispering in his ears, "I'm tired, Severus, I'm not as tough as everyone imagined, I've been fighting all my life, and I haven't defeated Grindelwald yet." , He has grown up step by step under my nose like this."

"I am over a hundred years old, and my life has quietly come to an end."

Dumbledore stared closely at Snape, "It's impossible for me to stare at Anthony anymore, just like when I was dealing with Grindelwald, I couldn't pay attention to him who was reading, now I can only focus on him, I also There's no way to keep an eye on Anton."

"Severus, Anton is your student, this is your responsibility."

Snape turned his head and stared at Dumbledore coldly, "You should tell Quirrell at the same time."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "That's what worries me the most, Severus, be careful of Quirrell."

Snape sat back on the chair very displeased, "You only said you want me to do this and you want me to do that!"

"You are much luckier than me. Anthony is not a bad person. I like him."

"Ha." Snape laughed angrily, "Oh, the great Dumbledore likes this little boy and told me, the evil Snape, to keep an eye on him and be a bad guy."

Dumbledore just gave an oddly sweet smile.