Chapter 279 I'm Your Cousin

Recently, Anton's head is full of potion formulas, each of which is getting more and more evil, making the whole person almost nervous.

Just come out and walk around to relax.

There are too many potions for thinking and recalling memory, but potions that deeply affect the memory in the soul are extremely complicated and dangerous.

This requires in-depth research before the potion can be prepared, otherwise it will easily bring some unpredictable dangers.

Anton had to be cautious.

He felt that according to the current progress, this semester should be able to fully grasp the knowledge in this area.

Don't worry, take your time, you can't become fat in one breath.

Hagrid's hut was not far from Anton's hut. When he passed the pumpkin patch, he could see a large clump of elephant vines growing wildly.

Hagrid was still struggling with how to make the new house look like, and he needed Anton's help.

Yes, Hagrid's talent for breeding magical animals is super strong, but for cultivating herbs, um..., it can't be said to be very low, it can only be said to be almost none.

Not to mention controlling the eclipse vine to weave the shape he wants.

The plant next to the pumpkin patch was first brought up by Anton to help feed it, and almost all Hannah and Neville came to help take care of it later on, otherwise it would have died long ago.

"Hey, Hagrid." As soon as Anton entered, he saw Ron bitterly holding a bucket and spitting snot.

The atmosphere in Hagrid's hut was not very good, Hagrid's face was full of anger, Harry looked at Ron with concern, and Hermione sat aside with a sad face, apparently caught by Draco's 'Mudblood' It hurts.

Anton didn't come to uphold justice, and he didn't have much communication with Hermione, he just kept silent about it.

He was more interested in Ron.

Already spit out most of the barrel of slugs.

The slug is actually a potion material. It looks the same as the slug in the Muggle world, but there is an essential difference. It has magic power.

This is amazing.

Colorful swirls appeared in Anton's eyes, staring at the magic image that appeared on Ron's body. Observing with this field of view, wizards always present a human-shaped color block, and only the magic released can have the structure of magic lines that can be observed.

But here's where it gets interesting.

The slug is a living creature, and Ron is creating life forms out of thin air, and it is constantly being created.

This is outrageous.

Slugs, a magical potion material, can easily produce so many through a single spell?

According to what Anton had learned in previous classes, this was a kind of transfiguration and a kind of summoning spell.

Among the transfiguration techniques, it is easiest to change from a snake to a bird. The common spells include 'Oolong out of the hole' and 'Flock of birds'.

Turning into a slug is a bit powerful. This is no longer an ordinary animal, but a magical potion material.

Harry Potter looked at Anton's weird eyes with some fear, but he stood up bravely and stood in front of Ron, "Anthony, what are you doing?"

Anton smiled slightly, "Bring him to my hut, and I'll make some potion for him, and he'll be fine after drinking it."

If... it matches the expected guess.

If it doesn't work, Anton can release a counter-curse to the Slug Curse for Ron. Although he doesn't know how to do this, it's easy to go to the library to learn it temporarily.

Harry looked at Anton warily.

"Hey, Harry, you can't do that." Hagrid helped out. "Anton's a good boy."

Wow, what a great feeling to be maintained.

Anton looked at Harry and frowned, "You can't discriminate against me just because I'm a Slytherin. You know, Gryffindor also has dark wizards."

Harry was stunned, and looked at Hagrid in disbelief. Hagrid could only shrug his shoulders helplessly, "There will always be some villains."

Finally, Harry and Hermione helped Ron follow Anton.

It was Hagrid who asked concerned, "Anton, have you fed the little furball well? Oh, it's your pink sub-dragon."

"..." Anton blinked, this was a bit embarrassing, Fat Bird seemed to have gone to the Forbidden Forest for a long time and said.

The last time I fed the fat bird was... well, last time.

Anton thought about the food he prepared for Fat Bird last time, and nodded seriously, "Well, it eats well."

"That's good, I've always worried about it since you took it back."

"Haha, is that right, no, I'm taking care of it." Anton scratched his head in embarrassment.

...

...

The cauldron floated in mid-air, and various potion ingredients flew in, turning into a pot of thick soup with a pungent smell.

A mouse flew up, and under the influence of the spell, it was skinned and gutted instantly, and fell into the soup.

Ron looked at the pot of potion with horror on his face.

"..."

He struggled to grab Harry's arm, wanting to say that he was feeling better now, that he didn't want to drink the potion, that he wanted to go back to his dorm.

Get some sleep, yes, you'll be fine if you get some sleep.

real.

Harry swallowed, and nodded quietly to Ron, expressing that he had understood what he meant, and if Ron had any problems after drinking it, he would send him to the school infirmary immediately.

Hermione looked suspiciously at the potion Anton had prepared.

"I haven't seen this kind of prescription in the book?"

Of course, this is self-made.

Anton thought for a while, and explained to her, "In "Transfiguration Today" in June 1756, Dumbledore wrote a paper, which mentioned that the chrysalis of the ghost face Tian'e has the effect on the transfiguration produced in the human body. Very good therapeutic effect, it can reverse the transformed traits again."

"In addition, it is recorded in "Powerful Potion" that the bones, muscles and moonshine grass of mice have the effect of eliminating false memories."

"No!" Hermione screamed, "I happened to read this book just now, and on page 36 you mentioned the mouse bone muscle and moonshine grass, which are used to concoct the 'chaos potion', which is A potion that produces a psychedelic effect, and a total of seven other materials need to be added."

Anton looked at her with a strange expression, and frowned, "If I remember correctly, this book is in the restricted section of the library. Mrs. Pince said that no one has borrowed this book in recent years. .”

Hermione was at a loss for words, what could she say, she and Harry Ron sneaked in to read a book wearing an invisibility cloak? This is against school rules.

While chatting, thick yellow-green smoke suddenly came out of the crucible. This kind of smoke looked very heavy, and it didn't float high enough to spread and fall downwards.

Anton smiled slightly, "You remember well, but we only need the memory-removing part of this formula. Strictly speaking, the spell Ron cast on himself is to load his soul with a wrong message."

This is the result of his research during this period of time. I didn't expect Ron to enjoy it for the first time.

Ron grabbed Harry's arm tightly, shook his head struggling, looked at the horrible potion, and wanted to say something, but in the end he could only spit out a slug into the bucket again.

Anton waved his finger lightly, and saw the cauldron float in front of Ron, and the yellow-green smoke seemed to be blown by the wind and enveloped Ron's head.

The choking hot breath rushed straight into the brain, and Ron got up in an instant, and he coughed violently.

Just for a while, the yellow-green smoke dissipated.

Anton waved his wand and began to organize everything on the laboratory table. Harry stared at Ron and Hermione with wide eyes.

But Ron touched his mouth, neck and stomach in surprise, "I... I'm fine!"

All three children were stunned.

Smoked?

"Aren't potions for drinking?" Harry stared blankly at Hermione, feeling like he had read a fake book.

Hermione looked at Harry in a daze, "I don't understand this either..."

The notepad floated in front of Anton, quickly recording the experiment. Anton finally determined that his research ideas were not wrong. If he wanted to get rid of Lupin's wolf's poison, 'dormancy' or 'clearing' of memory was definitely the right way.

Gently close the notepad, a vine drags the suitcase along the mezzanine wall to the second floor, and after opening, a small box floats out of it, along the stairs to Anton's laboratory bench.

Anton waved his wand lightly to open the box, and one after another the wands flew out, floating in front of the three children.

These are the second-hand wands that Anton asked Mr. Rozier to buy in Knockturn Alley before, as a spare.

There are seventeen in total.

To be honest, Anton himself looked at this scene and somehow thought of the arsenal.

That's right, the wand itself is a wizard's weapon. The war with the goblins is for wizards to stick to this bottom line - intelligent creatures that are not wizards are not allowed to use magic wands.

Ron stared blankly at these wands, swallowed, "These are..."

Harry gasped, "Wand!"

Hermione also had a look of disbelief, "All the wands in Ollivander's wand shop are subsidized by the Ministry of Magic and the school, and the price is cheaper than the raw materials. Wands are very expensive in the first place!"

Anton smiled slightly, and stood aside with his arms crossed, "I used to have a habit of always having a few spare magic wands on my body. Since I accidentally broke it last time, I suddenly found that only one magic wand on my body can let us Develop a bond with the wand, and it will become more and more handy."

"This is a wonderful discovery. The wand chooses the wizard, and the wizard also chooses the wand. They complement each other, which is very interesting."

"I don't need them now."

"Ron, until you have a wand that suits you, these are just transitions, come here, pick a wand."

"I'm your cousin, don't be polite to me."

Ron stared blankly at Anton, "Give it to me?"

Anton nodded with a smile.

Oh~ I don't know why, Ron suddenly felt that his eyes were a little moist, and he pursed his lips, "I want to have a wand that is completely my own in my dreams."

"I……"

He looked at Anton seriously, "Thank you."

Anton just smiled and shook his head, "I told you, I'm your cousin, you don't have to be polite to me."

Today is also the fourth update, with over 10,000 characters, I hope you enjoy reading. Uh, I still have to say that Si Geng is not normal, just because he is in a good state these days. I pay more attention to the quality of the writing. If the state is not good, or the Kawen and the like, there will be less updates, but usually it will be adjusted within a day or two. Well, this is the update situation for the next month, let me tell you about it.