Chapter 392 Can't Understand Human Language?

"One close and one release, one close and one release, it's very simple, take it easy."

Anton's eyes lit up suddenly, and the black thread of the soul recovered into an arm, and a large group of black soul thread was pulled out from the back of the big white bear's head.

This group of soul black threads quickly twisted in mid-air, and finally turned into a translucent figure with faded paleness.

"I……"

Rodolphus looked at his arm in disbelief, and lightly touched the raised antlers of the great pyrene bear, only to find that the arm just passed through.

"I am dead?"

"Woo woo woo..."

"I am dead?"

He started to cry like this, surrounded by the thick black in the corridor of the prison, he only felt that the whole person was extremely cold, and his heart was chilling.

Rodolphus was floating in the corridor like this, crying, looking at these former comrades-in-arms, and asking over and over again, "Am I dead?"

Even the craziest Death Eater could not bear to look at him so sad.

An old man with gray hair sighed and shook his head, "Death is our final destination."

Bella, the wife in name, just pointed at him madly and cheerfully, smiling so carefreely, as if the brown sugar had finally been peeled off her body.

Sirius was silent, and since Anton had talked to him once on the first day, he had suddenly become extremely quiet.

Rodolphs was floating, and when he came to the end of the corridor, August Rookwood, the silent man, frowned and looked at him, "Don't look back after death, you can only usher in a new beginning by going to the world of the dead, why are you Do you still miss this place?"

Rodolphus looked confused, "I don't, I don't miss it, I want to die a long time ago, but I don't seem to have a choice?"

At that time, Anton inserted his hands into the back of his head like this, and after this and that, when he closed and opened his eyes, he became a ghost.

Rookwood froze for a moment, got up and watched him carefully, and shouted in amazement, "Merlin's beard, you idiot, you are not a ghost now, you should go back to your body!"

"Any wave of magic power can kill you now, you idiot!"

Rodolphus took a breath, "What did you say?"

Rookwood roared, "Go back to your body, if a dementor comes over at this time, will you even have the chance to go to the 'Revenant World'!"

"!!!"

Rodolphs swallowed, oh, he didn't seem to be able to swallow anymore, but he still maintained his instinctive human reaction, just staring blankly at the corner of the prison corridor.

There, the black robe fluttered, everything around him seemed to be covered with a dark veil, and frost floated in every corner.

He was like a mouse meeting a cat, a worm meeting a bird, and his younger brother meeting Anton, he was too stiff to move.

Rodolphs screamed crazily in his heart, wanting to move his body.

But, but...

Endless fear filled his heart, and he was terrified.

mom~

farewell~

i love you~~~

At this moment, he saw the kid, oh, it seems to be called Anthony Weasley, he couldn't remember clearly, he was a person with a very poor memory.

If it weren't for black magic, he would be a terminal amnesiac.

Forget it, these are not important.

He saw Anthony walking past him, walking straight up to the dementors, holding the bone wand to their necks, talking to them.

I don't know if the communication was not smooth, a dementor threw itself at Anthony without hesitation.

Then……

Rodolph's eyes widened sharply.

Then this Anthony slapped the dementor with such force that it knocked the dementor to the ground in one fell swoop.

"roll!"

"I'm not free today, don't you understand human language?"

Oh~ he could finally hear what Anton was saying now, and saw the child roaring with a silver light on his body.

He recognized that it was the light of the 'Guardian Charm'.

Once upon a time, he was also able to release this kind of spell.

His Patronus back then was...

What is it?

Oh~ his bad memory~

Rodolphs was a little depressed. He seemed to have forgotten all the best memories of his life.

The only thing I can remember now is that when he first learned the 'Patronus Charm' and successfully released it, it was the happiest time for him.

clatter clatter~~

Those dementors left, Anton came back, walked past him, pulled out the bone wand again and studied something at his giant bear corpse.

Rodolphus thought for a while and floated over.

The child was muttering something while lowering his head, "I remember that it was easy to stuff all the black magic power in the fat ball into the antlers, why is it so difficult now?"

"It doesn't make sense, obviously the principle is the same."

"Could it be that there is no 'switch' in the wizard's body? Huh, it's really possible."

Rodolphs hesitated for a moment, but still floated over, bowed slightly and saluted, "Mr. Weasley, I want to know if I'm still alive."

Anton raised his eyebrows, inspected him up and down, and smiled, "You look much more normal now."

"Is...really?" Rodolphs was a little puzzled, and looked down at his translucent body blankly.

"That's right." Anton continued to lower his head to study the big white bear, and explained casually, "In order to control black magic, you immerse yourself in negative emotions, but you don't know how to adjust them. So your mind is also affected by emotions , full of distorted negative emotions."

"This emotion mobilizes your magic power, and as more and more powerful magic power appears, it exceeds the limit you can control..."

Anton looked at him thoughtfully, "Magic power in turn affects your emotions, emotions affect your mind, and your mind eventually interferes with your soul."

At that time, he was able to safely teach Neville that extreme Cruciatus Curse because he was convinced that this little kid's will had a unique resilience and was extremely firm.

Obviously, the Rodolphs in front of him is a weak chicken who has mastered magic power that he can't control.

Or rather, most of the Death Eaters were like that.

But what's interesting here is that the pure-blood family is unique in their magical talent, and they learn the powerful black magic very quickly.

But talent does not mean control. These guys who rely on pure blood talent really think that magic only needs talent, not control.

It became like this bird.

Seeing Rodolphs' blank face, Anton chuckled, "I'll give you two sentences, learning black magic will make people's minds twisted, and the second sentence is 'to practice martial arts, first cultivate virtue'."

Rodolphs was even more at a loss.

Anton rolled his eyes, heh, you idiot, let me explain to you that I am an idiot, and go away.

"switch……"

He had spent a lot of time researching the 'switch' that came with the fat ball, and finally found a shortcut, which was 'compound soup'.

A potion that magically changes the body of a wizard.

After drinking the compound decoction, even if you die, you will still maintain your deformed appearance.

On the basis of the pharmacology and other knowledge of the 'compound decoction', Anton developed the 'elimination of human body deformation potion' and 'heart-piercing lung decoction'.

"Is it changing again?"

Anton's eyes lit up, "Yes, when I was making antlers for Fat Ball, I changed it again. It was Lao Deng who reminded me!"

(See Chapter 314 for details. Well, the title number was wrongly spelled at the time. The title was, Great Pyrenees with Antlers.)

The second change doesn't need to be as troublesome as potions.

It is equivalent to just push it according to the previous changes.

Based on the theory of "wizards are gods", added the perception of human body transformation such as "bionic spell", added the blessing of "a ray of sunshine", and added some "memory, emotion, magic power" that Anton is currently studying cognition...

Anyway, there are not so many long speeches, just a spell.

Shh~~

The dark purple antlers of the Great Pyrenees suddenly glowed, and the light became brighter and brighter, and the antlers actually showed a gem-like clarity.

In the gemstone, countless dark green stars flicker.

Anton chuckled, his arm turned into a black thread, and wrapped around Rodolphs, "Let's go!"

With a slight push, Rodolphus rushed into the body of the great pyrenes.

"Roar~~~"

Big Pyrenees raised his head and laughed loudly, "I'm alive again, I'm alive again, haha, hahaha."

At this moment, the magic wand made of bone touched his forehead lightly, and he only felt that his body was rapidly deforming and twisting.

he……

Turned back into a human.

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery.

Snapped!

The rope on his body flicked, and with a flick, he was thrown back into the cell.

"Recovery!"

Anton tapped his wand lightly, and the prison cell that had been torn apart by his giant bear body was quickly returning to its human form.

Rodolphus stared blankly at his hands and Anton, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Happy cooperation~" Anton stretched his waist, and happily returned to his cell.

"Oh, today is another day full of harvest."

"Thumbs up."

Rodolphs quickly walked to the corner of the railing, squeezed his head to look in the direction of Anton's cell, and shouted, "Mr. Weasley, thank you."

He didn't know how to feel that he seemed to have a new life.

A sense of relaxation that I had never felt before was rippling in my heart, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

Of course, if he had a wand now, he would find something very interesting—he couldn't cast black magic anymore!

Oh~ he doesn't have a wand now.

Therefore, he feels very happy and relaxed, and his whole personality is extraordinarily energetic and beautiful.

It was as if a veil was drawn from his mind, he could clearly feel the world and savor the taste of it.

He began to re-examine his own heart, about the pure-blood family, about the Dark Lord, about his wife Bella.