Chapter 315

The witch tribe's 'secret method of transformation' secretly contains the content of contract magic. It can even be said that contract magic plays a very important role in it.

Anton felt a breath of bondage from the soul, it was so peaceful and tranquil, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He gently stretched out his hand, and the big white bear brought its head closer, rubbing its fluffy cheeks in the palm of his hand, expressing an intimate relationship.

Dumbledore watched this scene with a smile, his face full of kindness.

Suddenly Anton said, "Could it be that if I cut off this pair of antlers, it will completely get rid of black magic?"

Lao Deng pulled his face down instantly, stared at Anton coldly, and snorted.

The flames of the phoenix phoenix rose up and disappeared instantly.

"???"

Anton looked suspiciously at the place where he disappeared, and scratched his head, "What's wrong? Can't you?"

What happened?

Forget it, too lazy to care about this old man, Anton looked at his pet with a smile, suddenly turned over and jumped up, and sat on the back of the big white bear.

Oh, fluffy, soft, and very comfortable.

It was similar to the feeling of sitting on the sofa, or even better. A peaceful and peaceful atmosphere wafted from the big white bear, making Anton, who was sitting on its back, feel lighter.

"A ray of sunshine spell?"

Anton looked at the big white bear in surprise, and laughed, "Interesting~"

"Go, follow me to find a companion!"

The big white bear turned its head and licked his palm, then turned its head and started to run quickly.

The speed is extremely fast, and everything around it is retreating quickly. It seems that it knows how to walk in the forest by nature, and it moves quickly from side to side in the forbidden forest where the snowflakes are scattered.

"Wuhu~"

Anton has never been disappointed in riding a fat ball!

The wind is flying fast.

Anton carefully observed the great white bear with antlers, and finally he could confirm that he had indeed completely rescued Fat Ball from the erosion of black magic.

The main body is still a fat ball, and all the black magic with Snape's soul information is forced into the antlers.

This is an interesting change. Apart from the antlers, the great pyrenes with fat balls have one of the most unique differences from the great pyrenes of the witch tribe.

In its head, there is a magical image similar to a switch.

Unless the Great Pyrenees is in a near-death situation again, the antlers transformed by black magic will not erode it again.

Anton has already completely drawn the image of the magic power of this kind of magic switch.

But there has been no way to use it.

It seems to be the soul 'organ' unique to hybrids like Fat Ball, and it cannot be made simply by imitating the operation of magic power.

But Anton never gave up the research on this structure.

Originally, in his thinking, this structure should be simulated by using the 'Bionic Charm', and finally completely improved into a spell.

At that time, the werewolves and the blood-cursed orcs can be completely cured with just such a spell.

The research progress is very slow, which involves the complicated subject of blood.

Anyway, the family has been treated, Anton is not in a hurry, take his time, learn more about magic, maybe he can figure this thing out.

"Roar~~"

The big white bear stepped on the tree trunk, leaped into the air, slashed high and landed gently in front of everyone.

In just an instant, the Antler Pyrenees turned into a round, pink, fist-sized bird with pink feathers again.

Flapping its wings, it floated onto Anton's shoulder.

Blinking her eyes cutely.

Snape stared at the sub-dragon, finally smiled and said nothing.

Professor McGonagall stared at Anton seriously, and said solemnly, "Inventing the Soul Scalpel spell doesn't mean you can use the Unforgivable Curse unscrupulously."

"This time we were the only ones present, and Dumbledore didn't say anything."

"Anthony Weasley." McGonagall stared at him, "I hope you know what the Unforgivable Curse is to the wizarding world? Is it appropriate to use it casually? And if you are seen, what will you face? the result of!"

Lupine hurried forward, "He is to save George and the others."

McGonagall turned to look at Lupine, "I hope you, the guardian, should explain clearly to him, what is the meaning of this spell? Think about Sirius!"

Lupine was stunned when he heard the name, he clenched his fist tremblingly and gritted his teeth, "I think it's two things!"

Mag shook his head, "The result is the same!"

"Anton is destined to be a very good wizard. I hope that he can walk on the right path, instead of being feared by everyone in the end, relying on his powerful magical ability to hide and live a life of not daring to see people, or simply being imprisoned. Zkaban."

"And you!" McGonagall looked at Professor Snape, who was watching happily, "You are his personal tutor and also his dean, I think you should also explain to him about the impact of black magic on this society. What kind of situation is it?"

Snape was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly, "I think I have a lot of insights in this regard, and I will have a good talk with him about the truth in this regard."

McGonagall nodded, and looked at Hagrid and the three kids, "You should go to Madam Pomfrey for a checkup, Hannah Abbott is already waiting for you there."

After finishing speaking, she turned into a tabby cat and flew towards Hogwarts. The magic power extended, everything around her was collapsing towards her, and it seemed that her position was extending outward.

This is obviously an advanced application of the 'Untraceable Stretching Curse', and she has gone very far away in just an instant.

Snape also turned his head and left, thought for a while, then turned around, looking at the bubble gum on Hagrid's palm, "This hemostatic cream is made in a very clever way, but I saw at least a dozen mistakes and omissions in it. defect."

He glanced at George and Fred, pursed his lips, "Come to my office the day after tomorrow, and I will teach you how to improve."

After speaking, he left with his long silky hair shaking.

"!!!"

George looked at Fred in disbelief, and Fred's eyes widened, "Did I hear you right?" They said at the same time.

Lupine patted Anton's shoulder lightly, "Professor McGonagall is not malicious, she is a very good educator, and she is also for your own good."

Anton smiled slightly, saying that he didn't mind, "Maybe I should practice the 'Tickle Curse' well. I didn't think too much about it at the time, and released the Cruciatus Curse reflexively."

"It's actually not a good habit."

Lupine's tone is always so gentle, "Although you have experienced a lot, you still have too little combat experience, and you cannot effectively display your true strength."

"I think after the Christmas break, we need to do some practice on that."

Having said that, Anton looked at him suspiciously, "It's been two days of vacation, why didn't you go back?"

Lupine leaned over and whispered, "Ilsa and Nagini are both in Hogsmeade Village. They have taken a fancy to a shop and are discussing what kind of business they want to run."

Nagini also came here, which means that Rozier is also here, and his life is just like this, hanging around behind his wife's ass.

Some people say that doing business in partnership is the beginning of the breakdown of friendship, but Anton has never worried about them.

The joy of Nagini's life is planting flowers, without any material needs. Her husband, Rozier, is the patriarch of a pure-blood family that has lasted for an unknown number of years. The wealth he has accumulated will never be exhausted.

Although Ilsa doesn't have much accumulation in the magic world, she is a shareholder of several large companies. Now that the werewolf tribe serves as a bridge between wizards and the Muggle world, she doesn't have to worry about pounds and galleons.

They just came to play.

That is to say...

Anton can still spend Christmas with his family this year.

In this way, a group of people walked and chatted, talking and laughing in the evening of the setting sun, and everyone talked about their performance just now.

Neville pulled Anton to the back of the team, his chubby little face was full of dignity, "Anton, you said that I am very good at spells that require courage to move forward. I just watched you release the Cruciatus Curse." , must also belong to this aspect.”

Anton raised his eyebrows, "What are you going to do?"

Neville clenched his fists, "I hope you can teach me!"

"!!!"

Anton looked at him in surprise, and looked up and down for a moment, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah!" Neville's round face was flushed, and tears rolled in his eyes, "Even if he is affected by black magic and becomes evil because of this, even if he is found out and thrown into Azkaban!"

Oh huh~

This little brat actually thought through the consequences early on?

"Okay, since you sincerely want to learn, I'll teach you." Anton laughed, "It's impossible to become evil, I have a way. But get caught in Azkaban, hehehe, it's hard to say."

Neville stopped in fear, his face changed, and finally growled softly, "Whatever it takes!"

hey-hey.

Anton grabbed his shoulders, "Since you know what you are going to do, don't worry about the thorns on the road, and go forward bravely, boy!"

Neville nodded vigorously.

"Thank you, Anton."

"Ok?"

"It was you who helped me along the way, and I don't know how to repay you."

Anton shrugged, and put his hands on his shoulders, "We are good friends."

"Well, very good friend!"

"Quack quack ~~~"

It's really interesting that Anton is planning to reduce the use of the Cruciatus Curse or even completely eliminate it, but Neville wants to use this dangerous magic instead.

Then, young man, I will pass on all this precious wisdom to you, and use it to save the world.

Hey, no, the Cruciatus Curse doesn't seem to be able to save the world either.

Forget it, who knows in the future.

The setting sun slanted to the west, stretching their figures very long, very long.

The sky is full of clouds and clouds, and the weather is myriad.

From time to time in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, there were a few birdsongs, and the fat ball on the shoulder also made a crisp sound, and everything seemed to be alive.

There are only two updates today, and it’s 6,000 words, which is not too little, right, hehehe. In fact, the main reason is that this volume of "A Place of Splendid Spring" is almost finished. I am sorting out the context of the whole volume, and I have to think about how to finish it.