Chapter 318 I'm Still Just a Child

Since Neville showed a very good talent in herbal medicine, the Longbottom family began to supply large quantities of herbs to the cottage.

Neville's uncle was extremely generous for Neville's growth. Yes, it was the uncle who threw Neville off the stairs when he was a child to see if Neville was really a Squib. Although it was impossible to throw Neville to death, it can also be seen from this that the Longbottom family Unique luxury.

This boldness is from top to bottom. In order to let Neville forget the memory of his parents being tortured by Death Eaters when he was a child, Neville's grandmother frantically cast the Forgetting Curse on Neville.

This also caused Neville's memory to deteriorate.

Coupled with the Longbottom couple who escaped from Voldemort three times, Anton has long regarded this family as a family comparable to a fighting nation, fierce and bold.

But these herbs are not unlimited. The potions prepared by Anton sometimes use the herbs provided by the Abbott family, or Weasley...

Well, the Weasley twins themselves went to the Forbidden Forest to pick and capture materials for magical beasts.

The Weasleys are too poor.

This is a test of the skill of potion preparation. This kind of potion, which is similar to compound decoction, even if it is a reduced and reduced version, it is still a bit stretched to constantly adjust the formula according to the existing materials.

Simply put, it's running out.

By the time……

It's hard for Anton to go and help Neville catch a few dark wizards for experimentation, or go to the Muggle world to get some heinous criminals and ask them to help.

Muggles are right in thinking that wizards are evil creatures.

Anton never refuted this.

His heart, under the Cruciatus Curse of Fiennes, became pitch black.

The 'Wizard's Eye Potion' that requires extremely evil thoughts to successfully concoct, the Cruciatus Curse that requires extremely vicious minds to master, and the need for a strong heart to be cautious in Fiennes, Snape, Voldemort, Dumbledore, Grindelwald, etc. In front of you with ease...

It is already rare for Anton to still maintain a trace of kindness towards the world in his heart.

"I'm not a good person..." Humming a strange song, he staggered to Snape's office.

"You're a smart man, I don't think there's any point in preaching to you." Snape led Anton to an abandoned classroom.

With a wave of the wand, a battered table flew up, stacked on top of another.

The light of the curse surged, and a picture that seemed to be carved with a small knife appeared on the table-under the round bright moon, the werewolf raised his head and roared.

Lifelike and lifelike.

"Wow~" Anton looked at Snape in amazement, "I didn't expect you to have such a high level of accomplishment in the art of carving."

Snape ignored his compliment and looked at him calmly.

"The Unforgivable Curse, as the name suggests, is unforgivable. When it is discovered, it means being caught in Azkaban and locked up until death."

"If you don't want to face such a result, you must give up using the Cruciatus Curse."

"not to mention……"

The corners of Snape's mouth curled up slightly, with a somewhat smug look, "Compared with the Cruciatus Curse, Shenfeng Wuying is more suitable as a soul scalpel."

"It acts on the soul and manifests in the body. This kind of spell is more suitable for you to use."

Anton glanced at the desktop, then at Snape, "But what you just used was not Shenfeng Wuying."

"Oh~"

Snape sneered, "I can't cast black magic anymore..."

He dragged his voice and stared at Anton indifferently, "Thank you!"

Anton shrank back, blinking his cute big eyes innocently, just smiling, smiling.

Lao Si didn't continue to talk about this topic, and continued, "You mentioned several times that you want to learn from Shenfeng Wuying, but in fact, I have taught you already."

Anton's eyes widened, "Is there?"

Have it? There's none? Am I losing my memory?

"From the first time you came to my office in the middle of the night, and I taught you the course of bloodletting experimental animals, all the theories about Shen Fengwuying have been integrated into the potion course."

Snape was playing with his wand, his eyes dimmed as if he recalled certain scenes, "I researched Shenfeng Wuying back then, I found it from the wisdom of Potions, and it is essentially a method of taking blood. "

"Cutting is just its appearance."

"At the same time, the patron saint spell that protects the soul can have a better effect than the anti-curse I researched."

Anton nodded thoughtfully. He had read about the Patronus Charm in Snape's research notes before. He even had a strange guess, whether his own 'A Ray of Sunshine' spell might have evolved from the 'Guardian Charm'.

After all, Snape taught him the Patronus Charm, and in the first year, Old Stan spared no effort to teach him to master more advanced techniques.

And Snape's Patronus Charm is definitely far beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

"You unleash the spell and show me."

Anton nodded, "Shenfeng Wuying!"

Shh~

A dilapidated chair was torn in half in an instant, and the cut was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by some laser knife.

"Fine." Snape said he was satisfied.

"I remember that you have a great talent for controlling the strength of spells." His wand lightly tapped the desk, "Practice! Practice to this extent!"

"Only make small scratches on the wood, and let it follow your mind to carve out the picture in your heart."

"To this extent, you will find out why I said that it is the most suitable spell for the soul scalpel."

Boom~

Flames rose from the door of the classroom, and the purple flame seemed to have the magic power to destroy everything.

"The flaming mutant?" Anton glanced in surprise, and somehow remembered the last level to protect the Mirror of Erised.

"I will be here with you and give you pointers until you master it."

Anton took a breath, and stepped back tactically, "This is not a simple spell, and it cannot be learned in a short time."

Snape was still talking to himself, "Or if you faint from hunger, I'll send you to Madam Pomfrey for treatment."

"..."

Anton swallowed, "There's no need to do this to such an extent, can we take our time?"

Snape just smiled at him, smiling.

Depend on!

Anton suddenly felt that this expression deserved a beating. Where did Lao Si get such a weird smile? It's so cheap!

Sighed, there was no move, so I could only start practicing.

An hour ago, he was leisurely watching Neville train hard, eat lazily, and look happy.

An hour later, this kind of thing happened to me.

"So sad~~This is not the result I wanted~The result~~~" Anton lamented and hummed.

"Hurry up!" Snape frowned and scolded.

"!!!"

Anton's little hand trembled, and he almost shot Snape in the direction of Shenfeng Wuying in fright. Anton secretly rolled his eyes as he muttered silently.

Time goes by little by little.

Anton chanted the mantra with dry mouth, and Snape was also dry with explanation.

So, Snape picked up the coffee with a smile, took a sip lightly, and frowned, "Hurry up!"

"Oh."

Anton glanced at the female werewolf who brought Snape coffee and food. The woman was standing quietly behind Snape, staring at him curiously.

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

A shallow scratch appeared on the table.

Snape's eyes lit up slightly, and there was a smile on his face. He took the knife and fork handed over by the female werewolf, and concentrated on his steak, "Very good, continue."

Oh~

Too cruel!

Anton rubbed his stomach, it had been barking hungrily for a long time. Smelling the aroma wafting in the air, I felt that I could even eat a cow.

How could you treat me like this? It's so cruel.

I'm still just a kid!

I'm still growing my body, how did I offend you by using the method of starving my stomach?

ah?

What responded to him was a cold shout, "Hurry up."

"Oh……"

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

Shh~

There is another chapter tonight.