Chapter 184 The Perfect Teaching Aid

New term, new atmosphere.

On this tenth day of school at Hogwarts, the sun was shining brightly, and Dumbledore personally hosted a charm class.

Whole school participation.

Standing in the auditorium, he elaborated on how terrifying the 'Tickle Curse', a curse that was supposed to be used for fun, was at certain moments.

Dumbledore explained all the techniques of this spell to all the teachers and students in the school in a simple way, and explained all his perceptions of this spell from the perspective of the most powerful wizard of this century.

In general, everyone made a big profit.

Not everyone is as lucky as Anton to be personally mentored by Professor Dumbledore.

In addition, a perfect teaching tool has been thoughtfully prepared for this spell lesson.

—Anthony Weasley.

A chair transformed into a three-meter-high tree with the thickness of an arm, and a cute child was hung on the branch of the tree with a rope.

"Grin ho la la!"

"George Weasley, where's your happy mood?" Dumbledore looked serious, "When you release the spell, you should be full of happiness in your heart. Come again!"

George swallowed, and had no choice but to shrug his shoulders at Anton, "Hurrah!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Very good!" Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction, "Next!"

"Harry, don't hesitate when you say the spell."

"Neville, it's great, you've become so good before you know it."

Neville looked at Dumbledore with some fear, but was about to say something, but Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and trot away in fright.

"Next, Hermione!"

Anton felt that he was about to be played badly. He laughed so hard that his branches trembled, shaking in mid-air, laughing so hard that he wanted to die.

I don't know how long it has been.

Maybe a year.

Maybe ten thousand years.

Who knows.

Anyway, at last all the little wizards succeeded in releasing the spell, and went away contentedly.

"Reflect on yourself." Dumbledore turned and left with a suppressed smile.

"Hahahaha..." Anton just smiled at him.

"!!!"

"Ha..." Anton finally stopped laughing. He opened and closed his mouth, feeling like he was going numb from laughter.

Suddenly, a curse lightly patted on him, and his whole body trembled from the cold. Anton was surprised to find that he had recovered.

Professor McGonagall looked at Anton with a smile, "Actually, I think last night was an interesting event, but you obviously angered Dumbledore. It's really rare for him to look like this."

She was going to put Anton down, but when she saw Snape approaching from a distance, she smiled and turned to leave.

Oh, this gentle Professor McGonagall intends to hand over the matter of putting Anton down to Snape.

Anton grinned and was about to say hello to his dean, "Oh~ Dean..."

"Grin ho la la!"

"Grin ho la la!"

"Grin Hula! X10086."

Snape frantically waved his wand, spell after spell.

"!!!" Anton laughed wildly again, oh my god, Snape is indeed worthy of being a professor, this spell is really powerful, much more powerful than the little wizard's.

Slap.

A metal mechanical ball fell from his collar and rolled gently in front of Snape.

"!"

Snape bent down to pick it up, looked at the time scale on the mechanical ball suspiciously, "This is?"

"Hahaha, a handicraft, professor, hahahaha..."

"No!" Snape looked at it with interest, "This is a time-turner, although it's different from anything I've ever seen..."

"Minutes, hours, days..." Snape's eyes widened suddenly, "Years?"

He stared at Anton closely, "Nian?"

"Yeah, it can be decades ago, hahaha."

"Really?" Snape's face became a little strange, he was holding on to the Time-Turner tightly, his whole body was trembling, "Decades ago..."

"I've never seen a time-turner that travels so far back in time..."

Snape stared at Anton, "Leave this thing here first!"

With a tap of his wand, Anton's laughter finally stopped.

"Professor, that's mine!"

However, Lao Si ignored him at all, and walked forward in a panic, almost hitting the wall.

"!"

Gan!

Could Snape be going to find Lily?

"Professor! That's mine! Don't..."

At this moment, Lockhart came over, "Anton, last night was really interesting, I've never laughed like this before."

He looked around, leaned over and whispered, "Although I have won the "Wizard Weekly" award for the most charming smile five times, in fact, only this time is the real smile from the heart, which makes me feel very good."

Anton looked at Snape's back anxiously, "Professor, can you put me down?"

Lockhart smiled brightly, "Of course!"

He pulled out his wand, looked up and down the tree hanging from Anton, "Transfiguration, I have a way to deal with it."

"The strange appearance returned to its original state!"

call out!

The magic light is on.

"!!!" The tree became distorted and bounced like noodles, rolling Anton firmly and turning it into wood again.

"Hmm!" Anton was completely taken aback by the card owner. He stared blankly at Lockhart, his heart full of remorse, why Mao, why Mao wanted to find this guy for help!

I hate it~~~~

In this way, the whole noon seemed very long...

It's been a long afternoon...

The whole dinner time is also very long...

I can only watch other people eating and drinking, watching the twins make funny moves beside me, and ask the first-year freshman Colin to take a group photo of them with a magic camera. .

Oh~

Listening to everyone's whispering and snickering, Anton just wants to die!

Dumbledore looked at Anton in surprise, then glanced at the strangely twisted branches, "I thought at least one person would choose to put you down."

What Anton could do, he could only smile.

Mag and Flitwick looked at each other in astonishment, their eyes full of surprise—I thought you would put him down? you have not? You think I have?

Oh, even if you don't talk about the two of them, at least Snape, who is cold-faced and warm-hearted, takes good care of his students, or Lockhart...

Lockhart froze when he saw everyone looking over, he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Haha, how could I put him down, this is challenging Professor Dumbledore's authority."

"..."

At this moment, Slytherin's prefect, Faney, rushed into the auditorium with a look of horror on his face, "Professor Snape...he was also petrified!"

Suddenly, the entire auditorium fell silent.

Dumbledore frowned, moved his fingers lightly, and the tree returned to a wooden chair, "Prefects, take the students back to the dormitory, and the professors will follow."

He looked back at Anton, "You follow too."

A group of people rushed to Snape's office, and saw Snape sitting behind the desk with a weird smile on his face and flying hair.

The whole person presents a stone-like luster.

"This is not the petrification of the basilisk!" Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

Pull out a magic wand that resembles candied haws, "Petrochemical release!"

"All curses end!"

"Negative elimination!"

...

Yes, Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Flitwick, the three of them tried every means, but they couldn't get rid of it!

This is simply unimaginable. You must know that these three are already a few people who stand in the extremely high field of the wizarding world.

"Troublesome..." Dumbledore pursed his lips.

He turned to look at Anton who was sneaking by the door, "You seem to have something to say."

"Ok."

Anton no longer had that joking expression on his face, but a serious one. He took a deep breath and walked forward.

Stretching out his hand to approach Snape, his eyes glowed strangely.

After a long time, his expression was complicated, "Curse of time!"

"!!!"

"Those who fool time are often fooled by time."

What a familiar scene, the story of Pedro and the Witch Volkanova, the countless scary cases in Pedro's mind...

"If I'm not mistaken, Professor Snape used the time-turner to go back decades, trying to change something..."

"Impossible." Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "The Time Converter can only go back a few hours."

Professor Flitwick shook his head, "This is just the effect of the preserved Time Converter. In fact, the ancient goblin's exploration of time is not so simple."

Dumbledore nodded and looked at Anton, "If anyone still retains the technology of the time converter, it may be Pedro, the wise man who is the only one of the goblins who is still alive."

He took off his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose with some headaches, "Then, Anton, can you explain to me why there is such a time-turner in my school that violates the Ministry of Magic's laws?"

Anton quietly moved behind Professor McGonagall, grinning, "Haha, this..."