Chapter 427 The Old Wizard's Evil Experiment

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In the dream, I indulged in sensuality, greedy for joy for a long time, and I didn't realize that it was past midnight.

The night was dim, and the lights rippled.

So far, I am so happy that I don't think about Shu, so happy.

Then play music, then dance.

Su Hey Su Hey Su Hey Su Hey Su Hey~~~

The bonfire was burning, bringing the sparks to the vast sky. Dumbledore held his sister Ariana in one arm and her husband in the other, surrounded by Ariana's naughty great-grandchildren, rippling in the cheerful rhythm In the music, dancing, laughing.

Suddenly, he leaned back suddenly, still feeling a chill pouring from his head to his butt.

Ariana looked at him suspiciously.

Dumbledore smiled wryly, "Aberforth is angry."

...

"He~tui!"

Anton and Fiennes watched Dumbledore's younger brother Aberforth throw a bucket of well water at the stone statue, watched him spit on the ground, watched him walk out cursing... …

The two looked at each other.

Fiennes shrugged. "At least he just splashed well water."

Anton agreed deeply, and nodded vigorously, "It's too dangerous, why don't we move this stone statue to Aberforth's tavern? It's not far away anyway."

quack quack ~

The two laughed, of course, it was just a joke, after all, an old man is sometimes a little narrow-minded.

This spacious yard is surrounded by four small buildings, with three-storey shops in the front and three villas in the back.

On the right side of the store is the Rozier family's villa, on the opposite side is the Lupine family's villa, and on the left is the villa they bought for Anton with a small pool of money.

It is said that even the old wizard contributed some money.

It's strange that he is rich! After all, Anton took away the old wizard's suitcase full of important documents and potion materials, and later asked Dumbledore to take his legacy stored in Gringotts to compensate those who had hurt before.

Then, the old wizard was able to come up with a sum of money.

You know, although this place belongs to the scope of the United Kingdom, no one will come to them to collect any taxes on the house. In contrast, as a rare pure wizarding village in the wizarding world, the housing prices here are so high that the Ron family can hardly imagine.

There is a huge tree in this yard, and there is a childlike tree house on the tree, which is the home of the fairy Pedro.

As for the old wizard, his home is underground, a delicate stone coffin at the root of a tree.

But now that he has a body, he no longer wants to live underground, and it is said that he also plans to buy a hut in Hogsmeade village to live in.

Anton stayed at home for a lunch, and Ilsa and Nagini cooked together, which seemed to be the case.

After Anna asked for leave, she did not live a leisurely life. The demanding Mr. Rozier prepared a series of family secret spells for Anna to practice.

While eating, his tearful eyes looked at Anton miserably, looking very pitiful.

What can Anton do, he spread his hands helplessly.

Lupine was not at home. Due to today's overwhelming news, he needed to go to the werewolf furnishing company to appease those werewolves who suddenly got hope.

The cost of dispelling the human body transformation potion is too high, and these werewolves who were originally at the bottom of society cannot afford it.

Under the suggestion of the experienced Mr. Rozier, he planned to try to submit a proposal to the International Federation of Wizards to see if he could provide a werewolf treatment subsidy.

If there is, maybe the hut can take the opportunity to make a fortune, bah, I was wrong, maybe the werewolf will be saved.

In other words, this requires the werewolves to show up, not only to give the Ministry of Magic of various countries a little motivation to help solve the problem, but also to not arouse their boredom just right.

This is a highly technical job.

Mr. Rozier is only responsible for talking, and he has good vision, so don't count on this ability.

Lupine had to figure it out on his own.

So Lupine may still need to go to Malfoy Manor, and Lucius should be very good at grasping this aspect.

Not only that, but he also needs to complete some tasks arranged by Dumbledore, and he also needs to go to school to teach students, almost every day.

In the afternoon, Fiennes took Anton back to school again.

At this critical moment, Fiennes didn't dare to let Anton stay outside the school for too long. He, a person who has been wandering on the fringes of the wizarding world full of dangers all year round, knows the truth of "dog" best.

"Little bastard, come to my office and help."

"don't want."

"Hey, it's great to publish a book. Your knowledge hasn't made a breakthrough along the results of my life's research. I'm your teacher."

"Hehe~" Anton glanced at him, "A teacher who is good at using the Cruciatus Curse?"

"Quack quack..."

The old wizard grabbed Anton's shoulders, "I'll show you something interesting, I'm sure you'll be interested."

"real?"

"Of course, when did I lie to you?"

Anton squinted at the old wizard, curled his lips, "Okay, okay, let's go."

Muggle-born wizards always have the illusion that Potions is the most 'scientific' of all witchcraft, and it looks the most 'serious'.

But if you really dig into the subject, you'll find that...

This is the weirdest discipline among wizards.

Needless to say, ancient wizards used potions. In modern times, the image of a witch boiling potions in a cauldron once became synonymous with 'evil' in the Muggle world.

In the modern magic system, it has a nice name, Potions, which sounds a little 'serious'.

After all, after being packaged in 'Potions' and sweeping many ancient potions into the black magic category, it looks a bit like a Muggle laboratory.

But for the old wizard, he learned half of his potions from goblins, and half from various folk remedies left over from ancient times and books obtained from various messy channels. Those things really exposed the essence of potions.

——They are devils playing with life!

There is nothing special about the old wizard's office. It is the same as Professor Snape's office. It has a bright oriel window, and the shelves are full of books, materials, notes, potion materials, and experimental equipment. There is also a desk and a Zhang test bench.

The sun was shining, the breeze was floating, and there was a faint fishy-sweet aroma of highly toxic materials in the air.

Inexplicably, there is still a little elegance.

Then the old wizard pushed back the shelf to reveal a lounge inside.

oh~

An oversized cauldron, or bathtub, so to speak.

No, it should be the bath.

The 4-square-meter bath was filled with colorful potions and liquids, and from time to time, weird dark green bubbles floated from the bottom, swelled, and floated greasy on the surface of the water.

Of course this is not the most important thing.

Above the bathtub, an 'eight-eyed giant spider' dragged its silk to hang from the ceiling and stuck in mid-air.

The head is pressed against the ceiling, and the huge belly is soaked in the bathtub.

This obviously surpassed the size of an ordinary 'Acromantula'. Looking at the bloated and cracked spider legs and body, it was obvious that there were traces of some kind of highly poisonous potion.

"Huh~"

Anton leaned back, feeling that this scene was too disgusting.

What did he see!

The gigantic acromantula's huge abdomen was split in half, and a middle-aged man was faintly visible between the sticky muscle tissue and mucus.

It was as if this middle-aged man was a baby growing out of the belly of the giant spider.

Um, it's really hard to say, after all, this middle-aged man's belly button is connected to the giant arachnid.

Anton has seen this picture!

Professor McGonagall's husband, Mr. Cordyceps sinensis, almost grows together with the poisonous tentacles.

Obviously, the wretched old wizard has made a lot of research results on Mr. 'Cordyceps', but he didn't say anything.

Anton stared at the inexplicably familiar face of the middle-aged man, then raised his head to look at the old wizard in astonishment, "Is this the child of you and the acromantula?"

puff~

The old wizard was clasping his chest and waiting for Anton's exclamation, when he heard the words, he immediately sprayed.

"Baby fart!"

"this is me!"

"Didn't you see it? This body is very suitable for me, full of vitality, but without any trace of soul?"

Anton smacked his lips, "Oh, it's so disgusting that I couldn't see it."