Chapter 460 One Hand

Where poisons are entrenched, there must be detoxifying substances or plants. This is a very basic theory in the field of ritual magic.

Last year, when Professor Snape proudly explained to Anton the more than 300 potion ingredients he discovered that fit this theory, Anton naturally replied with a 'mutual generation and mutual restraint'.

So that class successfully turned into Anton explaining to Snape what mutual generation and mutual restraint are.

According to the normal rules of nature, where the rabbit fluff lives, there must be something that detoxifies their feces, most likely it is the magical plant raised by this yellow spar.

Not long after, with a gust of heavy rain coming, Neville jumped down with Hannah, and came to the front with a basin in his hands.

A cover was specially built on the basin, which was wetted by the rainwater caused by the fat ball.

Anton waved his wand to make the cover fly up, and released a 'Clean Up' to both Hannah and Neville to help them get rid of the rain on their bodies.

"Wow~~~"

Looking at the things in the basin, George and Fred let out exclamations of wonder at the same time.

This mushroom looks exactly as Hannah said, both scary and cute.

A fluorescent green pink and tender hand with short white hairs on it.

This little hand is about the size of the index finger of an adult's palm, and it looks tender and cute, if it can't move.

It danced wildly, its fingers grasping everywhere in mid-air, as if it wanted to grab something. Sometimes it will be supported on the ground, as if to prop up its own torso from the plate.

"There...is there a villain buried inside?" Neville obviously just noticed this thing, and he leaned back in fear, holding the basin with both hands, his voice changed in a panic.

Hannah shook her head, "There is only a long milky-white root system that has penetrated into the soil, and it will die as soon as it is pulled out."

"And I also discovered a miraculous thing."

As she spoke, she put the magic wand in her hand over the potted plant. After a while, her little hand fumbled for the magic wand and grabbed it.

Just for a moment, the tip of the wand was condensed with a cluster of green fluorescence, and at the same time, the whole hand also lit up.

"Illuminating Charm!" exclaimed George and Fred.

"Hmm." Hannah took out a rabbit's fluffy feather from the small satchel she was carrying, and scratched the arm of the little hand. As if it had been tickled and smiled, she threw away the wand and shook it quickly.

"Wow~" George looked at Fred in amazement, "It can release magic with a wand!"

Anton also looked curiously, "This is normal. In fact, the magical power in any magical animal and magical plant is far greater than that of wizards, but many of them can only release fixed spells, or cannot release them at all."

Hannah picked up her wand and shook her head, "Don't look at it as cute, if you are caught by it, you will have a hallucination, as if you were caught by a huge monster."

"That feeling of, oh, I had a nightmare all night."

"Let's talk later!" Neville looked at Anton anxiously, "You first find a way to let it detoxify you, Hannah still has a few pots, we need to study it later."

Anton stretched out his wand against the place where his little hand connected to the soil, and was silent for a moment.

"It should be it!"

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

A five-centimeter plasma light surged in front of the wand. Anton was about to cut it, when he suddenly looked up at Hannah, "You just said that the roots will die when exposed to light?"

"Yeah." Hannah watched Anton's entire face turn black and purple, and swallowed in fright, "It will turn into a pool of green liquid."

"In this case……"

Anton put his head up, opened his mouth and bit off his little hand, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.

Oh~

He finally felt what Hannah was talking about that horrible picture.

Just for a moment, he felt that the whole world turned black, and a green monkey-shaped monster with short white hair roared at him.

And he was biting the opponent's hand.

It seems to be saying to itself - let go of your mouth, you have bitten my hand!

It seems to be threatening again - how dare you do such a thing!

As the little hand turned into a ball of green, smooth and cold liquid and slid down his throat, Anton seemed to hear a strange roar screaming incessantly in his ears.

"interesting……"

"It actually comes with a curse."

The cry didn't last long, a ray of sunlight filled the air, and in an instant it turned into a wisp of black smoke and shot out of Anton's head.

"Haha~" Neville laughed, pointing to Anton's cheek, "Look, these purple and black blood traces have faded!"

George and Fred looked at Anton thoughtfully.

Hannah was a little nervous, "How do you feel?"

Anton's magical eyes stared at the changes on his body, and he raised his head in astonishment, "Back up and stay away from me, this thing..."

Before he finished speaking, a yellow mist sprayed out from his ears on both sides.

Frightened, several people ran away in a hurry.

The mist permeated quickly, sank quickly, and fell on the grass. In an instant, the grasses were writhing wildly.

Some exploded with a bang.

Some swelled like crazy, twisting into the arms of an adult.

Soon, all the yellow mist fell on the ground. Anton smacked his mouth and looked at the strange scene on the ground. "Tend to change to a human form?"

In the memory of the goblin Pedro, he had seen Witch Volcanova's point of view-the human body has the aspects of all species.

According to this reasoning, Pu Rongrong, a magical animal that looks cute and is often used as a pet by little wizards, probably has human blood.

He kicked away the arm-shaped blade of grass beside him, grabbed a rabbit and stared at it.

"There is no human soul..."

"But there is a pattern of the Deathly Hallows logo, oh, no, it doesn't mean anything, there are magical animals themselves, let me see..."

Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything.

Whether it's the "wizard's eyes", "the divination bird's eyes", "the goblin's eyes", or "Grindelwald's eyes", they all have their own limitations.

Anton put down the rabbit with some regret.

After all, these 'eye magic' are simulated by bionic spells.

"Pu Rong Rong is probably the same as werewolves and vampires. It is also the product of ancient wizards' research on blood, tsk tsk tsk..."

George and the others ran over and looked at Anton curiously, "What did you find?"

Anton picked it up, threw the rabbit fluff on the ground, watched it run away from him in a panic, and looked at them in amazement, "Yellow spar and green hand mushroom combined, unexpectedly It can pry the blood of human beings!"

If he hadn't stepped into this field, he wouldn't have been able to observe this situation so keenly.

It was very miraculous, as if there was an invisible big hand quietly moving fate and bringing this thing to him.

Neville and Hannah were confused, but George and Fred's eyes lit up.

"you mean……"

"Yes." Anton moved his shoes and picked up a crystal yellow ball from the ground. "This thing can definitely make a potion that can pry the blood of Muggle Squibs."

"Although I don't know how to use it, but inside..." Anton squeezed the ball, "Thunder of the soul, curse, fear, forced body transformation..."

"It's so similar."

Anton raised his head and tilted his head. His azure blue eyeballs seemed to be empty and out of focus. He vaguely and vaguely saw countless lines shining with colorful lights extending towards infinity.

The more you look forward, the more blurred it becomes. Looking back, although it is blurry, you can still see a little bit of a mosaic scene.

For example, a very abrupt hand is carefully playing with the lines.

"Neville..." Anton's voice became a little low, "I remember that when we first started preparing the materials for the 'Distorting Human Transformation Potion' together, you suddenly said—you planned not to go home for Christmas, and called your family I sent you various herbal medicines for you to study the medicinal properties..."

"Then Hannah said that she didn't plan to go back, and wanted to build a greenhouse with elephant vines to grow herbs..."

"George and Fred also said that they plan to transform the snake cave (underground of the hut) to breed various magical animals..."

(See Chapter 286 for details)

He turned his head to look at Neville and the others, with dark eyes, "Did you make this decision by yourself?"

Neville rubbed his hair a little shyly, "The editor-in-chief of Aibo has inspired me a lot."

Seeing that Anton's expression became weird, he quickly added, "I went to the library to find information for help, but I was too stupid to know where to find it. It was the editor-in-chief of Aibo who helped me. He also gave me a lot of life advice.”

Hannah froze for a moment when she heard his words, "I am also an uncle, oh, the editor-in-chief of Aibo, he is a relative of my family. Although he always lives alone and away from the family, he cares about me. He gave us 'Revenge of Wargames' was advertised a lot in the Hogwarts Weekly Newsletter."

George and Fred were silent, and they looked at each other, looking at everyone with creepy eyes, "We are inspired by Angelina Johnson chatting with us, she is our Gryffindor Quidditch Odd team Chaser..."

George's expression became a little complicated, "At the same time, she is also a reporter for the school newspaper."

"Awesome~" Anton crushed the hand-shaped grass on the ground with one foot, and whistled.

I really underestimated the heroes of the world, hehehe.

Anton narrowed his eyes, licked his lips, and sneered, "Collect all the feces of rabbit fluff and seal them up, but don't let them bury in the ground and grow green hand mushrooms."

Neville shrank back a little scared when he saw everyone's expressions of 'thinking carefully and terribly', but he still looked at Anton suspiciously, "I just heard what you said, this potion material can be improved' Eliminate human body deformation potion', why should it be sealed?"

Anton rubbed his chin, as if thinking of something interesting, he smiled cheerfully.

"Of course I'm waiting for someone to beg me..."

"I'm only fourteen years old, I'm not in a hurry..."

Hey, I'm exhausted, just play, let's see who is in a hurry first, you are a prophet, you are awesome, then you are so awesome, why don't you come by yourself?

"Quack quack..."

Anton happily put one arm on Neville's shoulder and the other on George's shoulder, "My dear friends, believe me, we are going to send!"

The price that Mr. Grindelwald can offer must be worthy of his status, right?