Chapter 272 Black Wizard Apprentice Anthony

who I am?

This kind of inexplicable problem, as a network keyboard master, Anton can talk about it for three days and three nights without repeating it.

Under the brilliance of the spirit of the bar, he spent a whole month sorting out all the posts that could be found on the Internet with his indomitable will, and he figured out a Set of self-justified power.

From the reincarnation of Buddhism to repay debts with suffering, to the "world solipsism" extended from the "Law of Attraction" mentioned in a certain best-selling book...

But the more he knew, the more Anton felt that there was only one answer to this kind of question.

That is - bullshit.

who I am? I am who I am, what else is there to say.

Where do I come from? This question is even more nonsense, don't they all come out of the mother's womb.

Where am I going?

There is no answer to this question, unless those who are born with great ambitions, everyone has their own way to go at every stage.

It is impossible for an ordinary mortal to have only one answer to this question. If I had to come up with an answer, it would definitely be a high-level argument that I didn't believe in myself, and I just used it to tell others.

Look, Anton is not confused.

But magic does not recognize it!

Fuck your magic power, why do you need your approval?

Under the huge hood of the wizard's robe, the long hair turned black for a while, and bright red for a while.

Anton's weird laugh came from the hat.

"Magic power is not recognized?"

He gently pulled out his wand and pointed it at his head, "Crucio!"

The Soul Scalpel, he is playing this thing too slippery now, it is absolutely easy to use to deceive the will.

In the final analysis, he is a researcher, not a master of philosophy.

Since the magic power does not approve, then he will study how to make the magic power recognize it!

"Don't you just want to know 'who am I', okay, let me give you some answers!"

The light of the spell twisted, gradually blending in a little bit of the confusion spell. Confusion spell, he is also familiar with it, too familiar.

Use the spell of the Confusion Curse to make a small timing change to your soul, and it will be unlocked automatically when the time comes.

Gradually, the hair floating under the hood of the wizard's robe stopped changing, and was completely fixed in bright red.

"I'm Anthony Weasley, a little wizard who survived the dark wizard Fiennes and lost his memory..."

Anthony waved his wand lightly, pushed away a curse that struck behind him, turned his head, and stared coldly at a middle-aged wizard.

Oh, or in other words, only in his thirties, with madness in his eyes, and sticking out his tongue from time to time.

"Quick imprisonment."

A series of ropes appeared out of thin air, sweeping towards Anton.

It's just that Anthony flickered as if a phantom, all the ropes did not bind his body, and the confinement failed.

Anthony looked at the wizard with his head tilted, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "The thing I long for most is to heal my family, the family I finally got."

The wizard looked at him in disbelief, as if he had seen something outrageous, and waved his wand again suspiciously.

"Quick imprisonment."

However, the light of the curse seemed to only penetrate the phantom, and the rope rolled around and disappeared.

"But my experiment has reached a deadlock, and the magic of being funny wants me to figure out who I am?" Anthony sneered, and said to himself, "Since there is no way to find a way from myself, I have to get an experiment material Bar."

Lifting his wand slightly, Anthony grinned, "I think you're pretty good."

The curse struck again, "There are many obstacles!" Anthony's feet turned into a swamp.

However, the wizard looked at Anthony in astonishment as if he was floating on the swamp, walking straight towards him, and kept saying inexplicably, "A dark wizard like you, an evil and cruel Death Eater , there is absolutely no psychological burden to use."

"Quack quack ~"

Gently pointing the wand at him, Anton spit out a few words, "Crucio!"

"Ah~~~" The wizard lay on the ground, screaming shrillly, his whole body twisted crazily.

"Oh shit~" Anthony whistled, and walked slowly in front of him, staring down at the guy, "Come with me to do an experiment, baby."

"!!!"

The wizard twitched and floated up, followed Anthony, and headed straight for the hut.

...

Anthony rubbed his hands and hummed, preparing various things for experiments.

First there was this wizard, ripping off his wand, tearing his sleeve, and letting a rope charm lift his arm.

Sure enough, there was a Dark Mark on the forearm, which was a Death Eater.

Not every one of Voldemort's men bears the Dark Mark, and not everyone can call themselves a Death Eater. For example, the former werewolf leader Fenrir Greyback, this powerful werewolf was not recognized by Voldemort, and he was not even given the Dark Mark.

Of course, there are also runic snakes, let the elephant-eating vines randomly pull out ten from the snake den.

"?" Anton frowned and looked at the Elephant Elephant Vine, "Why are there only nine?"

The vine rubbed Anton's palm obediently, as if acting like a baby, and passed the message to him.

"No more? Consumed so fast?"

"Nine are just nine." Anton frowned and glanced at the rune snakes, "Then save it."

There are also various potion materials, such as a piece of mandrake rhizome provided by Professor Sprout, Anton cut it in half, one half was used as a potion material, and the other half was used to extract black threads.

"Separation of flesh and blood!"

A strangely twisted black thread floated into the test tube and was capped with a cork.

"Where do we start?"

Anton looked at the Death Eater with a smile, his eyes lit up, he raised his finger and nodded, "Yes, one finger."

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

The magic spell lighted up, and the Death Eater let out a scream, and one of his fingers was cut off.

"Hush!"

Anton raised his finger to his mouth, signaling him to be quiet.

"Keep your voice down, everyone in the school is looking for you now, it would be bad to lure them here."

A rope was wrapped around the Death Eater's head, firmly binding his jawbone to the skull, and then rolled around his mouth several times, completely sealing his mouth shut.

"Next, it's time to witness the miracle!"

Anton smiled and raised his hands, waving his wand as if playing a symphony.

The potion flew into the cauldron by itself, the flames rose, and the black thread of the mandrake in the test tube floated up and was connected to the wound on the Death Eater's palm. Another rune snake floated over and was connected to the other end of the black thread.

The Death Eater twitched violently, as if feeling some strange scene, his eyes widened.

The potion finally boiled completely, and the liquid floated into the air, completely enveloping his palm, the black thread, and the rune snake.

"If I'm not mistaken, you will have a brand new Animagus."

"Transfiguration is actually not that difficult, is it?"

"It's just a substitute for information."

"General transfiguration is to use the information in our memory to replace the information of the cursed object. Animagus is to obtain animal information from nature to replace it. The curse of wolf's poison is to replace it with werewolf information."

"Look, how simple it is."

The notepad flew into the air, and the ballpoint pens of various colors quickly memorized all the patterns and records seen by Anton's magic eyes.

"What a perfect transformation." Anthony marveled as if looking at a work of art.

"Praise the ancient wizards, they pioneered the research of Animagus and Wolfsbane, so that all research can be traced."

"Praise Professor Dumbledore, it is his cross-species transformation that pointed me in the right direction."

"Praise the dark wizard Alex Fiennes, he gave me a sufficient and complete theoretical basis."

"Praise Anthony Weasley, I, will improve the Wolfsbane curse, allowing people to switch between werewolves and wizards at will."

"Oh, and you, cute experimental subject."

Anton snapped his fingers to make the rope on the Death Eater's head disappear, "I decided to record your name in the experimental data to reward your contribution to this great experiment. What's your name?"

The Death Eater smiled self-deprecatingly, "Barty Crouch Jr."

"A great name." With a smile, Anthony picked up the ballpoint pen and recorded his name on the notepad himself.

Little Barty watched in horror as strange snake scales began to grow on his palm, and looked at Anthony with some despair.

"who are you?"

"I've said it, I..." Anthony was stunned suddenly, he raised his head and stared blankly at Little Barty, "Who am I?"

"I……"

Black mist appeared in his eyes, and azure blue lightning surged.

Grindelwald's eye spell.

Anthony quickly came to the depths of his soul, frowned and looked at the light of the magic spell wrapped around him, with a look of disgust on his face, "Confusion spell?"

"Huh? I released this for myself?"

Wave the wand to dispel the confusion spell.

Anton looked at Little Barty in silence, looked at his hands, and sighed faintly, "It turns out that if Anton is lost, Anthony is nothing more than a dark wizard similar to Fiennes."

He turned his head to look at the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner, looked at his own figure, and pursed his lips, "Maybe without Anthony, I am the real me, the real me, not the one who has gone through these messy things And quietly changed me."

then.

He gently pressed his wand against his head, "Crucio!"

The soul scalpel cooperated with the confusion spell again, and made a timed confusion spell for himself, and he planned to see the changes.

"!!!" Little Barty stared at this scene with wide eyes in disbelief.

He felt that he was already crazy enough, and he felt that his master was even crazier than him, but now, he saw someone even crazier.

Someone would cast the Cruciatus Curse on him!

this person……

It's crazy!

Slowly put down the hood of the wizard robe, revealing a black-haired Asian face, smiling gently at Little Barty, "My name is Anton."

"!!!"

"You... who the hell are you!"

"?" Anton was stunned for a moment, and scratched his head embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, I'm used to my mother tongue, so I forgot to speak English. My name is Anton."

"!!!"