Chapter 175 The Magical Anti-Curse

"All petrified!"

Anton reacted extremely quickly. He waved his wand, and the spell flickered. Crabbe fell stiff and fell to the ground in an instant.

The magic power surged from the tip of the wand, rushing out from the tip, and connected to Crabbe's body. Gradually, the wisps of magic light became like plasma.

Twisted in mid-air, emitting a terrifying light.

This is a high-end application of the Body Binding spell.

Anton researched it himself.

Based on the "Trinity Theory of I, Soul, and Body", the petrification effect of the body-binding spell should not only be limited to the body!

The magic of the spell spread quickly, pouring into Crabbe's soul, petrifying his entire soul.

Based on the observation of Lockhart's magic image, powerful and extremely powerful spells will resist other spells and produce a 'rejection reaction', and the soul that is quickly petrified will be able to avoid the threat of Fiendfyre.

As long as the 'self and soul' are not burned by Fiercefire, Crabbe's brains will be burned off, and there will be only minor injuries in front of Mrs. Pomfrey in the school infirmary.

Of course, not only for the soul, but the petrification of the body is also an effective means of defense.

In fact, the most useful thing now is Fiendfire's anti-curse, but this thing is a high-end spell, and Anton doesn't know it yet.

Crabbe could see a hint of the color of stone visible to the naked eye, and under the effect of magic power, his whole body was quickly petrified.

In the end, it can almost be said that the whole person has turned into stone.

The strange thing was that the stone man was still shaking violently, his face twisted, as if he was howling and screaming in pain, but his vocal cords had been completely petrified and he couldn't make a sound.

It looks weird.

Fiendfyre's flames continued to burn on him, Anton's petrification was barely a match for it.

"Huh~"

Anton took a deep breath, maintained his magic output, and quickly turned his head to look around.

Gore was already frightened, his eyes were so wide that they were about to fall out, and he murmured 'Abaaaba'.

Malfoy was on his knees, looking at Crabbe with his red eyes, and he was crying, crying terribly.

"No, I didn't do it on purpose, I... Please, don't die!"

and also……

Anton hooked his fingers lightly, and Draco's small dark green glazed ceramic bottle floated up, and all the medicinal liquid that had been spilled on the ground flowed back into the bottle.

He took the bottle and took it to his nose and sniffed it.

"what!"

It was brought by Draco, not the half bottle he hid under the bed, which is great, not caused by himself!

"Oh~"

sneer.

This idiot actually brought such a dangerous thing to school!

Anton realized in an instant, this guy didn't want to poison himself with this thing, did he?

Very doubtful!

He is not a fool, how could he not think of this level.

"Stupid Draco..." Anton looked at him coldly, "You should be thankful that this bottle of Fiercefire Liquid has been diluted too much, otherwise I would have no time to rescue it!"

The Fiendfire Liquid is extremely expensive to make, and I don't know when the unscrupulous businessman thought of a good way to dilute it and then repack it. It's really clever.

Like Anton's snake-changing candy and werewolf candy, the potion of the old wizard Fiennes looks like a potion, but it is actually using potion to imitate a spell.

All spells require the magic power of a wizard to be effective, which is why Fiendfyre will not burn through bottles or floors.

Only when it enters a body with magic power can it automatically release Fiendflame in the body.

And it's still an imitation version, so it doesn't have the possibility of Fiendfire burning infinitely.

A must-have medicine for home travel, the best choice for poisoning, there will be no hair left after burning, the effect is excellent, the old wizard is awesome!

"Draco!" Anton shouted coldly.

"?" Draco looked up at him blankly.

"Now, immediately, go to Professor Snape and ask him to remove the effect of the curse on Crabbe!" Anton waved his wand, causing Fiendfire, who suddenly burst out of sparks, to shrink back a little. "Be smart, you can only let the dean know, otherwise you will definitely be expelled."

"what……"

"Okay, I'll go right now!"

Draco quickly got up, staggered a bit, and rushed outside quickly.

"Draco Malfoy..."

Anton's voice came faintly, making his figure stagnate.

"This matter, don't let it go like this, you know, you have to give me an explanation."

"You should be lucky, I just suspect that you haven't put it into practice, otherwise..."

The unfinished meaning in the words turned into cold murderous intent, frantically rushing towards him, Draco opened and closed his mouth, his face was full of pain and regret, "I didn't!"

"I didn't mean to kill you, I threw it away!"

Anton ignored him, and just looked at Crabbe intently, "Pray, this kid is already stupid, if he burns to a brain, huh~"

Draco swallowed, and ran to Professor Snape's office in a panic.

...

"Is he still alive?" Goyle looked at Crabbe sadly. "He looks in pain."

Anton looked up at him, "It's hard to say."

Scared you to death, idiot!

"!!!" Gore was stunned, he looked at the ceramic bottle in Anton's hand with some fear, "We picked it up in the corner of the wall, I opened it and smelled it, and found it delicious..."

"Ha..." Anton almost froze, with a flick of his wand, the petrification maintained almost broke.

It's outrageous!

This is already beyond the stupidity of normal people, Anton stared at Gower, "You seem to have a big problem..."

Thanks to Professor Voldemort's teaching, Anton became interested in all people with defective souls.

But this is not a good time for research.

Not long after, Professor Snape hurried over.

He waved his wand quickly, "Fiendfyre is over!"

The magic light is on.

call out!

All the flames on Crabbe disappeared.

It is simply a miracle, such a terrifying spell damage, with a single counter-curse, all of them are gone.

The anti-spell is not to cast a spell to counteract it, but like a switch of a gas stove, with a light twist, no matter how fierce the flame is, it will disappear instantly.

That's why Fiendfire isn't classified as an Unforgivable Curse - there's a countercurse.

Anton also waved his wand, "Petrification ends!"

After returning to normal, Crabbe could finally make a sound, a shrill roar, as if his body had been hacked into pieces.

Snape stared at Draco coldly, "You come to my office tomorrow, I hope you can give me an explanation."

Quickly picked up Crabbe, and hurriedly ran to the school infirmary.

Snape is usually very annoying, even if he prefers Slytherin, he doesn't take much care of the students of his own house, he is very mean.

But as long as it is a critical moment, the little snakes can always trust this eccentric dean.

Draco stood there dumbfounded, Anton chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, the kid just looked at Anton dumbly, "He'll be fine, right?"

Anton raised his eyebrows, "Afraid of bearing the consequences? Or do you care?"

"He's my friend!" Draco roared through gritted teeth, "I'd care too!"