Chapter 126 Hannah's New Discovery

Anton didn't go to the Forbidden Forest right away, yes, he wasn't that well-behaved.

He is waiting for Lao Fu's final warning, this kind of silent resistance will not let Lao Fu feel that this student can take whatever he wants.

He has always been good at such delicate situations.

Many spells became interesting as he established the theory of the trinity of "id, soul and body".

Even Charms and Transfiguration became interesting.

It's like looking at these things through another perspective.

He is very clear that now he has reached the deepest point that he can explore, climbed to a certain level, and is unable to explore further. The only thing he can do is to expand horizontally.

For example, a thorough grasp of 'Fairy Eyes', 'Wizard Eyes', and 'Grindelwald's Research'.

Also, both the 'Iron Armor Curse' and the 'Cruciatus Curse' are burned into the soul, the last drop of knowledge of the old wizard, about the so-called 'spell slot'.

Spell slots are such a tempting thing.

But Anton didn't dare to recklessly try what a dead man taught him.

In particular, the old wizard was killed by him because his body was on the verge of collapse. Anton suspected that this messing around with the soul was the reason for the old wizard's physical collapse.

He needs more knowledge.

Take classes seriously, absorb every useful knowledge, and lay a solid foundation.

He is only eleven years old!

He was just a little wizard who had been enrolled in a magic school for half a year.

Anton has enough patience.

Anton was patient, but Quiroke was not so patient.

After Defense Against the Dark Arts get out of class, Quirrell stopped Anton and took him into the grove outside the school.

Forbidden Forest!

"Now, immediately, immediately, go in and get blood!" Quirrell's face was pale, and the timid expression on his face became distorted, "You promised to make a potion!"

Anton just stared at him coldly.

In the vision of the wizard's eyes, he found that Voldemort had fallen into a worse state, and another huge crack appeared in the overall color block.

At the same time, more and more black threads extended from the crack and sank into Quirrell's body.

Obviously, Voldemort is hurting Quirrell's body, and Quirrell's body is also hurting Voldemort's soul in turn.

Like a ball being stuffed into a glass bottle, the force of the rebound propped up the glass bottle until it was about to shatter, and at the same time the ball was scratched by glass shards.

This is an interesting observation, Anton creates coincidences every day to allow himself to record Voldemort's state.

This kind of opportunity is rare.

"Stupid Quirrell..." Anton looked at him with a sneer, "If you hadn't ruined my broomstick, I would have gone in a long time ago. Now I can only ask someone to buy it for me. It's not easy, first-year student Broomsticks are not allowed, and the person who did it for me broke the school rules, and you can't expect too soon."

Quirrell was obviously choking, he twisted his expression, "No, that's my broomstick!"

How many days and nights, ups and downs, are accompanied by that broomstick!

Anton looked at him expressionlessly, turned around and left.

At this moment, a shrill voice came from Quirrell's hat, weak and low, "Anthony, help me catch a rune snake! I need to change my body once in a while, when Dumbledore is not at school." .”

Anton stopped in his tracks, remained silent for a moment, and nodded slightly, "I'll go when the broomstick arrives."

His brain was working fast.

Will Dumbledore switch to Rune Snake when Dumbledore is away?

In other words, he has a magic spell to shield others from detection, and needs the help of a human body to release the wizard's magic power?

Also, why a rune snake?

He couldn't help but think of Nagini.

If I remember correctly, Voldemort's wandering spirit state is to possess various animals, especially snakes.

So, why a snake?

Anton found this information extremely useful.

When he just crossed over, he was lingering under the hands of the old wizard. It was by relying on his insight to explore the habits and weaknesses of the old wizard bit by bit, and finally found a solution.

"A rune snake?"

Anton raised his eyebrows slightly.

...

...

"Wow~"

When Anton returned to Weasley's cottage, he heard George and Fred yelling on the second floor.

Walking up following the sound, I was stunned to find a ridiculously ugly, weird-looking rag doll staggering on the ground.

"Anton, come and see, Hannah found something interesting."

Anton stared at the doll suspiciously, um, it still felt weird.

Under the vision of the wizard's eyes, inside the doll's gothic clothes, countless black silk threads like spider webs are twisting in the body like blood vessels.

"!!!"

This weird scene instantly reminded Anton of Voldemort and Quirrell.

"this……"

Anton pointed at the doll in disbelief, "What is this?"

"It's a ball of black fur peeled off from the mandrake, and it's attached to my doll. Anton, I didn't mean to." Hannah looked at him cautiously.

The little girl's eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Neville hurriedly explained beside him, "We were dealing with bouncing pea pods, using the 'Pulp Separation' spell you taught, and I happened to be talking about something that distracted her, and Hannah's spell accidentally hit your butt." A mandrake is up."

Fear was clearly written on Neville's face, but he held the mandrake pot and walked up to Anton in a manly manner, "We accidentally killed it, Anton, I will make up for it."

The mandrake is a bit of a misshapen ginseng, covered with green leaves and a humanoid stem in the dirt.

And it's the kind that can move, and the sound is particularly sharp, which can be fatal.

But now, the mandrake is lying limply in the pot, and it seems that it has completely lost its vitality.

This Mandrake was found by Rozier, mainly for its leaves to be used for learning Animagus.

If the leaf in your mouth fails, you can pick one immediately and continue working.

"There is no need for compensation, it's a small matter. You should be glad that she just missed this herb. If the shot misses you, you will really 'separate the flesh'." Anton casually grabbed the blade and pulled out Mandela. Grass took a look, and casually threw it into the mouthparts of an elephant vine full of fangs on the wall.

Neville and Hannah looked at each other with some fear.

George and Fred were tapping their wands against the doll as if they were poking a cricket.

"A doll that can move by itself is really an interesting discovery." George was amazed.

Fred mused, "I think it can be used in many places, and I like the furry ball of thread."

"I'm afraid not." Anton waved his wand, causing the doll to float in front of him.

"Mandrakes are rare. It is difficult and expensive to cultivate this kind of plant, and it is even more difficult to expect to cultivate branches by yourself." He shook his wand, letting the black fluffy ball in the doll's clothes float out.

To be precise, it cannot be called a plush map.

It was like the tails of countless tiny nematodes were tied together, and all the black silk threads were twisting rapidly in mid-air.

Very weird.