The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

Chapter 366 I Heard Someone Say I'm Dead

"It turned out to be like this..."

One eye of the dark golden puppet turned into azure blue, with its head tilted, in the narrow dirt pit, it seemed to be able to see the farthest starry sky.

The starry sky is so bright, countless individuals are shining brightly, and black lines are connected between the individuals, and information that is shining with light travels in the black lines.

Anton couldn't find out what was passing through these black lines.

Although he has a way, that is the magical 'emotional perception' black line of Mrs. Norris, Filch's pet, as long as he taps it lightly, he will definitely be able to receive the message.

but……

He doubted that he really wanted to do this. He might not be dialing up the Internet, but digging a hole in the reservoir, and countless messages would swallow him in an instant.

Dumbledore once warned him - what you see is just a certain scene, not the real appearance of things.

That kind of feeling is like observing the world with a thermal imager, and you can spy on some kind of mystery, but it doesn't mean that the world is made of heat.

The black line is nothing more than a scene that Anton saw.

Don't dare to fool around.

But he was not without gains, the Horcrux, this magical thing, showed its unique appearance in this scene.

According to the previous life, this is a cloud backup of the soul, an archive.

From the point of view of the magical world, it is like a snapshot of a long river of memory, or...

Anton saw a huge mirror with a colorful border with complex patterns, and his own figure was reflected in the mirror.

This mirror has a magical function.

All souls standing in front of a mirror must have their reflection in the mirror.

Anything that has a reflection in the mirror must have a soul in front of the mirror.

At this moment, Anton was standing in the mirror, looking at himself outside the mirror.

Although the one in the mirror is a dark golden doll, and the one outside the mirror is a divination bird, they are not human anyway.

The dark golden puppet stretched out its metal fingers and lightly touched the mirror surface, and the Bu bird outside the mirror stretched out its wings and touched it at the same place. As the two 'arms' moved away, a line similar to that of Loris The black thread sensed by Madam extended, connecting the two together.

This means that they are sharing information.

"It turned out to be like this..."

Bu Niao murmured, the black lines extending from the wings split again, and quickly rushed into the mirror, forming the soul shell of the Horcrux little by little.

(Horcruxes only have 'self' and 'body', and lack of autonomy due to lack of 'soul body'.)

This soul body is an extension of Anton's soul in the Horcrux, temporarily forming the life integrity of the Horcrux.

To put it simply, Anton can control this Horcrux as his clone.

This method is extremely energy-consuming, and the feeling of controlling two bodies at the same time is terrible. Anton had to make himself pretend to be unconscious, and even remove the deformation control of Bu Niao's body.

"Oh~~~"

Anton twisted the strange body, raised his hand to look at the dark golden arm, and grinned.

"interesting."

At this moment, the disappearing cabinet next to her opened, and Anna walked out holding Angara in her arms, and nodded to him.

"Let's play a big one."

Anton giggled, his arm changed rapidly, and with the twisting of his fingers, it gradually became thin and pale. In just an instant, he turned into a bald man without a nose.

Anna twisted her body, and a huge adder stretched out, lying cross-legged beside him.

"Quack quack ~~~~"

...

"Uh~"

Bu Niao twitched for the last time in front of Fudge, tilted his head, and stuck out his tongue.

Fudge stared wide-eyed, turned his head to look at Nicole May in a daze, and said in disbelief, "He... he died?"

Nicolas shook his head slowly, "Impossible, I know the effect of the potion I concocted."

Sure enough, a huge bubble suddenly swelled from the bird's head, and one of its wings exploded, turning into a human arm.

Little by little, little by little, he turned back into a little wizard in front of Fudge.

Geselda Marchban walked up first, opened Anton's eyelids to observe, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that we have lifted his curse."

"Ha~"

With the efforts of so many people and the gathering of so many masters, everyone showed relaxed expressions. When the curse was lifted, Dumbledore must have had an idea.

However, it was Fudge who laughed out loud.

He vigorously raised the newspaper in his hand, "What did I say, this kid is lying, he is not cursed at all."

Now all the masters are quitting, even Ms. Marchban, Fuji's nominal subordinate, looked at Fuji coldly with anger, "According to your wishes, just take us these few days easily." All your efforts have been wiped out?"

It's true that Fudge is high and powerful, but these masters are not easy to mess with. They are not the kind of hermits who hide in deep mountains and old forests in folklore and wait for adventurers to stray into the forest before pretending to be aggressive.

When they are mixed up to their level, not to mention the magical ability they have mastered, but just to talk about their connections, if they really mobilize, it is not impossible to change the minister of the British Ministry of Magic.

Even if they don’t change, not everyone is willing to give Fudge face, such as Nicolas May, France, Professor Snefrou, Egypt, these people give you face, you are the Minister of Magic, if you don’t give you face, you Be a chicken.

Many masters have already shown their displeasure, but Fudge still insists on his point of view.

He looked at everyone indifferently, "Unless someone kills me, I still confirm that this child is not cursed at all!"

"This kid is just scaremongering and deceiving people. He will be arrested according to the law. You came here to save Dumbledore, and the results are outstanding." His fat left hand patted the newspaper in his right hand, "There are all kinds of newspapers in the newspaper." It has been said!"

"As I said before, the mysterious people dare not come out when Dumbledore is here!"

"No one can use this opportunity to create panic, you don't even know what the Muggle world is facing now!" Fudge's face twisted, "The currency war, Europe is about to end, and the wizarding world is about to move at this time, ha, At this time, the mysterious man returns, which is really an interesting situation."

"No one can escape!"

"I said, the mysterious man is dead, dead, understand!"

Fudge's cheeks twitched, and he straightened his collar, "I've finished my words, whoever agrees and whoever opposes."

His performance is brilliant, his emotions are on point, and while many people know he's babbling, but...

But no one paid any attention to him.

The masters all turned their heads to look out of the window. At this moment, above Hogwarts Castle, a huge black smoke symbol was blooming.

The Dark Lord's Mark!

The huge skull spit out a snake, and the snake body twisted and twisted on the skull.

"No!"

Fudge let out a mournful roar, "No no no!"

He rushed to the window like crazy, and saw that terrible figure - Voldemort.

Under the black mark of the skull, Voldemort stood in front of the castle with his bare feet in a black robe. Countless mist fell from his wizard robe and rushed to the surroundings.

In the mist, dead figures climbed out one by one, looking around indifferently.

An Auror who rushed over and held his wand tremblingly to guard against the Dark Lord saw a figure in the mist in horror, "Mom!"

Not only his relatives, but everyone he has killed since his career has emerged beside him.

In just a moment, with Voldemort at the center, all the surroundings became hell.

A huge adder loomed in the mist, swimming around Voldemort.

Voldemort raised his bald head full of blood vessels and looked towards the window of the school infirmary on the second floor, "I seem to have heard someone say, I'm dead?"

He looked around among several big wizards, and looked at Fudge's fleshy face, with a kind smile on his face, "What did you say?"

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