Chapter 488 The Girl Covered with Flowers

After afternoon tea, Dumbledore left, and Anton went to the animal stables. George and Fred were doing something particularly evil to Puffy.

The legendary crossing of magical animals, plush and magical rabbits from the wizarding world...

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These two evil wizards!

Anton said hello and went to the greenhouse on the other side of the hill.

Neville and Hannah also seem to be doing something evil.

They toss a cattail into a cage with a little green hand (the magic plant), and the two are staring nervously at the cage, waiting for the cattail to scream.

A large number of manuscripts were placed messily on the table next to him. A glass teapot filled with fruit tea was pressed against a small green hand anatomy. The naked eye looked through the tea, and the shape was somewhat distorted.

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The two evil wizards and witches.

Well, don't expect the wizards to do anything that seems normal, even if the eyes of these few people are filled with the innocence of children.

Just like Anton.

Anton clicked his tongue twice and returned to the hut without disturbing them.

The vines of the eclipse vine twisted and slid, sliding on the windows on the third floor, and finally sealed the entire floor.

The third floor used to be Hannah and Neville's greenhouse. After being abandoned, it is now Anton's latest laboratory.

The laboratory was empty now, save for a few giant tree pillars that Hagrid had given to build the hut.

Anton thought for a while, and moved the Elephant Elephant Vine to open some narrow gaps, so that the light of the setting sun from the sky could shine in, so that the vision would not be dim.

He beckoned, and the eclipse vines on the ground spit out a box with leather and metal trim. The vines weaved into a tabletop, lifted the box slowly, and automatically adjusted to a position suitable for Anton's hands to lift.

Anton could feel that the box was vaguely connected to him, but he observed it with his magic eyes and couldn't see any traces at all.

Apparently, contract magic has already surpassed the observation range of the 'Bu Bird's Eyes', 'Fairy's Eyes' and 'Grindelwald's Eyes'.

He was not surprised that the 'Grindelwald's eyes' could see the depths of the soul, but not the memory. 'Fairy eyes' can see memories, but can't see traces of magic. The "bu bird's eye" can see traces of magic, but cannot see the soul.

Each eye magic has its own limitations.

Scrimgeour didn't teach Anton the kind of magic that he used to open the box, but it seems that Anton has the right to open it after signing the magic contract.

This should be useful information, but Anton didn't want to analyze it in depth, he just put it aside.

In the goblin's secret method of combing memories, as long as there is any content that touches this aspect, the memory containing this information will jump into the mind for Anton's reference.

Clasp your fingers, and knock on the box with your knuckles, as if knocking on a door.

Anton felt the feedback from the box, raised his eyebrows, and took a step back slowly.

The box seemed to come to life, jumping up from the table, twisting its body in mid-air—it was squeezing itself, becoming extremely flat, and eventually became the size of a door.

In the end, it fell straight from mid-air, hit the ground with a dull sound, swayed a few times and finally stood still, a doorknob appeared on the door panel.

There is a gold plate inlaid on the door panel with a series of numbers - 666 written on it.

Anton whistled, gently grabbed the handle, took a deep breath, and pulled it away.

Inside the door is a long corridor made of huge stones. Three meters away, there is a staircase with dark golden handrails going down.

He froze for a moment, took a step back, walked around to the back of the door panel, and found only the leather door panel densely painted with magical and mysterious runes.

Gently reached out and pushed on it, a feeling of touching the leather bag came.

Suddenly, a mouth appeared on the cortex, and the mouth opened and closed, making a sharp cry, "Oh, sir, you should enter through the front door, the back door is blocked!"

Anton quickly withdrew his hand, with an apologetic smile on his face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Hurry up, you rude boy."

Before the mouth could finish speaking, a magic wand lightly touched the upper side of its lips, "Oh ho ho ho, I mean, dear sir, please enter the box, I hope you have a happy study time."

Anton ignored it, but looked curiously at the leather on the back of the door frame, "What are the runes written on it? It doesn't look like ancient runes, but some kind of hieroglyphs?"

"No speculation! No speculation!" the mouth yelled frantically, "Sir, please note that this box is the property of the Ministry of Magic, including any symbols on it. You cannot try to decipher these ancient Egyptian runes."

"Really?" Anton smiled slightly, "Then don't watch it."

He patted the door frame lightly, remembered these contents in his mind, turned around and walked from the main entrance.

Egypt...

According to the records of the history of magic, the source of magic is ancient Egypt.

Well, pay attention, it's the region, not this civilization. If you don't pay attention to this, many wizards will be led into the ditch because of exploring magic culture.

Of course, the magical literature of ancient Egypt is still of great research value. After all, it is the place closest to the source of wizard culture, and the relevant records are the most.

But now there are not many documents in this area in ancient Egypt, and those have all traveled across the ocean to the "Magic Congress" in the United States.

Entering along the gate, walking through the stone corridor, and going down the stone stairs, Anton came to the front of a hall.

It is said that the hall is actually not very big, only about twenty square meters.

There are no windows in the hall, and there is a huge fire dragon relief on the wall directly behind, with a black metal texture.

The fire dragon's head hangs down, and its mouth is slightly opened, as if it will spit out flames at any time.

The only thing that is special is the eyes of this fire dragon statue, it looks...it seems to be the eyes of a real fire dragon, and it can move!

"Please don't stare at me. I'm just a guard of confidential information. As long as you don't try to take things away from here, I have no authority to respond."

Anton nodded, and walked gently to a long table facing the fire dragon's mouth.

This is a standard 10-foot-by-3-foot long table for potions experiments. In the middle of the table are various tools commonly used in magic experiments, including a delicate-looking cauldron.

Various potion ingredients are piled up on the left side of the long table.

The right side of the long table is empty, only a few books are placed.

Anton walked over, drew out his wand, and gently stirred a few books.

Each magic book has its own protective measures, if you don't know how to read it, you will definitely suffer a lot.

For example, "The Monster Book of Monsters" written by Edward Lima, the teaching textbook of Hagrid's magical animal protection class in the original book, needs to stroke their spines to calm them down, otherwise they will bite anyone who tries to look at them.

Obviously, the three books on the table were not.

The two are obviously in the format commonly used by the Ministry of Magic documents, namely: "Case No. 666 Magic: Specter Poison Poison Detailed Explanation", "Case No. 666 Magic: Specter Poison Antidote Detailed Explanation".

The other one looked a bit dilapidated, with some blood stains on it, as if the cover was made of tree bark without any words written on it. When it was opened, it read on the title page - the gate of hell!

The author's name had been smeared out, and there was even a Ministry of Magic seal - Top Secret.

This is obviously the note of the poison inventor himself, Anton decided to start with this book.

Flipping it open again, he frowned and leaned back.

A magical photo was glued to the page, and inside it was a photo of a girl lying on her back in a sea of ​​flowers.

Her blond hair was scattered, and her emerald green eyeballs reflected the light blue sky and white clouds in the sky, making her look extraordinarily pure.

However, this photo is not as beautiful as it looks.

The girl has no clothes on her body, only countless flowers.

Flowers with rhizomes, twigs, leaves and petals, rooted tightly into her skin.

Anton smacked his lips. He had seen this kind of scene before. Professor McGonagall's husband, Mr. Cordyceps sinensis, grew up with the poisonous tentacles.

Of course, it's a little different.

If he's not mistaken, this thing should be the legendary curse used to 'witness faithful love' - I'll show you to death.

A popular thing in the Middle Ages, cast a curse on yourself, let yourself fall into a boundless sleep, and only the kiss of someone who loves you deeply can wake you up.

If the person who kisses doesn't love him deeply, it's over. The cursed person will completely turn into a plant because his life and soul cannot be nourished.

For example, the sleeping Snow White in fairy tales, if there is no Prince Charming, she will become an apple tree.

It depends on what the medium of the curse is.

(See Chapter 335~338 for details)

Next to the photo was another page filled with words.

——My dear Diana, your stupid husband did not love you as you imagined. When I found you, you could no longer escape from the curse.

— Please forgive my inability to do anything.

——It's all my fault, if I hadn't been madly obsessed with horrible ritual magic, you wouldn't have known about this curse, and you wouldn't have left me because of it, and I wouldn't have been caught committing evil ritual magic crimes Into Azkaban.

—I decided to save you and free you from this terrible curse.

——Please rest assured, I will not use those ritual magics that you hate again. I learned a lot of potions from a powerful potions master in Azkaban.

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Anton frowned and looked at the large number of obsessive words in the book, and secretly complained in his heart, you must have learned Potions from Snape.

Turning to the fifth page, I finally saw the wizard's research records.

The order of his records is obviously wrong, all kinds of content are written in a mess, and the writing style gives people a kind of madness that has been locked in Azkaban for a long time.

Anton prefers that this is a diary of a mad wizard who occasionally regains his senses.

After bouncing around and watching for a long time, I finally figured out the principle of this so-called poison.

In the words of this mad wizard-the gate of hell between the world of the living and the world of the dead, a flower with life and death, love and hate grows on the gap.

And this flower is the girl in the photo, Diana.

She was bound between life and death by a curse, her soul fell between love and hate, she couldn't break free, couldn't live, couldn't die.

The state is very much like a ghost.

In fact, the main ingredients of the mad wizard's potion formula are the pollen of the flowers on the girl's body, as well as his own beating heart full of blood.