Chapter 503 Two Old Men with Bad Taste

If Lupine had to name the only omnipotent person in the world, it would have to be Albus Dumbledore.

If he had to name one more person, it would definitely be the top medical expert recognized by all the students who had gone through Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—Madam Pomfrey.

Therefore, when Lupine couldn't find Dumbledore, he rushed to the school infirmary immediately.

But obviously he misjudged Madam Pomfrey's strength, she specialized in arts, and all the methods of Madam Pomfrey seemed powerless due to the erosion of a large amount of external magic power caused by this kind of ritual magic.

In this way, Anton was taken over by the old wizard Fiennes and Snape.

"Quack quack..."

"This kind of thing is too childish for me." The old wizard looked at Anton with bright eyes, as if looking at a small white mouse, and the dark golden metal fingers slowly deformed into a sharp scalpel , easily cut Anton's wizard robe.

"My stupid apprentice, bear with me, this is the most amazing trick to learn from the Muggle world."

Snape looked at Fiennes' operation curiously, "Actually, I don't have any ideas for rescue, maybe I can consider using some potions to suppress the disorder of magic power?"

"No no no."

The old wizard took a look at a cup next to the hospital bed, put it on the ground, pulled out his wand and tapped it, turning it into a huge transparent bucket.

"Ritual magic is extremely directional. Blindly suppressing it can only lead to the backlash of ritual magic, and will instead accelerate its own erosion."

He gestured to the appearance of a water waterfall, "We blocked the waterfall with a wooden plank to prevent it from flowing down. It seemed to be blocked, but it would continue to accumulate water levels, and eventually turned into a huge wave of water and washed away the wooden plank. , the impact at that time was not what the wizard body could bear."

Snape rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "In other words, we should guide, not suppress."

"Yes." The old wizard walked to the window and waved his wand towards the outside. "The suitcase is flying."

After doing this, he looked at Snape, "Actually, we can use more powerful exorcism ritual magic to expel the magic power in his body. Of course, some extremely powerful spells may be able to do this easily. "

He shrugged, "Maybe the great Dumbledore can do it with a flick of his wand, but I haven't seen him at school for a long time."

Snape nodded, "Muggle Squib, Anton has presented a huge problem for the International Federation of Wizards, and there's a lot of noise everywhere."

The old wizard raised his hand and grabbed the suitcase that flew from the window, opened it and dumped it in the open space next to the ward, a huge potion experiment table jumped out, stretching its body on the ground automatically.

"Why haven't I read it in the newspaper?"

Snape sneered, "Recently, several consecutive issues of "Prophet Today" have featured Fudge's great achievements on the headlines. You know, under his leadership, all the dark wizards in China have been arrested."

"Oh~" The old wizard had a strange expression and didn't say anything else. He just concocted a potion deftly, threw a small silver knife into it and soaked it for a while, watching it quickly turn into a strange dark purple, faintly Glowing green.

He grabbed it and shook it, watching it flickering with a strange light under the light of the ward, he clicked his tongue, "This is the legendary vampire blade, quack quack, the holy weapon of vampires, people who have been stabbed by this knife It's going to bleed, bleed endlessly."

Snape raised his eyebrows, "This is originally a high-end black magic spell, and I have studied the blood-taking essence in it."

As he said that, he looked at the potion liquid on the experimental table, "Is it the theory of the unity of potion and curse? It's really interesting."

He looked at the old wizard somewhat enviously. The wizard's eye potion, the theory of the unity of potion and spells, the drawing of magic images, and the idea that wizards are gods are definitely enough to make the name of Fiennes deeply rooted in the history of wizards.

"Actually, you are more powerful than me." The old wizard's face was full of teasing, "It's just that you don't seem to dedicate everything to magic like me. You have too many things to do."

Snape was silent, and the old wizard ignored him. He walked to Anton's hospital bed with a knife, grabbed Anton's arm, and stabbed the knife down. Then, the blade ran along his arm, elbow, The sequence of palms is drawn all the way down.

Countless blood spurted out and flowed downward with a clatter.

The old wizard blew a whistle, and quickly adjusted the transparent bucket to let the blood flow into it, "Quack, Severus, how about it, this blood is almost the same as the 'spirit-rich blood' you researched Is it about the quality?"

Snape walked over, dipped his finger in blood, put it in his mouth and sucked it, and raised his brows slightly, "Great... potion ingredients."

"That's right, quack quack." The old wizard rubbed his hands excitedly, "Quick, help me release a traceless stretching spell, damn it, I don't understand this spell very well, this bucket can't hold too much."

Snape raised his eyelids and looked at Anton, seeing that although he couldn't move, his eyes were full of strangeness, he couldn't help laughing, took out his wand and tapped the bucket lightly.

grunt~

The blood in the bucket bubbled up, and the water level dropped instantly, leaving a thin smear of red sticky on the edge of the bucket.

Then, Snape walked to Fiennes' laboratory bench, looked at the upper shelf, took out several potions, tugged them with his hands, and spilled them into the bucket.

"Although the blood is filled with magic power, we still need to add some magic medicine to maintain the blood's better activity."

Fiennes looked at his technique in amazement, "Wow, your understanding of potions is really amazing."

The corners of Snape's mouth curled up, and he clapped his hands, "You are also very good."

"Yeah?"

"Hehe~"

"Quack quack ~"

Anton rolled his eyes helplessly on the hospital bed, these two unscrupulous old men full of evil tastes.

However, he really did not expect that such a profound and complicated problem of mana erosion would be solved by bloodletting in the hands of the old wizard.

He felt the rushing magic power flowing quickly along his blood towards the wound on his arm.

At the same time, the blood is quickly taking away the body dirt accumulated day and night. He felt that his bones were under the influence of the so-called 'Vampire Blade' spell, rapidly producing blood, and under the extreme vitality, he was making his body stronger little by little. health.

The old wizard seems to have just stabbed a knife, but in fact, the inner theory can probably write a book.

The boss is indeed a boss.

"Actually, I still have a housekeeping skill, but the theory is incomplete." The old wizard looked at Anton's chest with bright eyes, and the knife in his hand was flickering, "The crack spell, I can use the traces of the magic image, Carve a wizard with innate magic comparable to magical animals."

Snape frowned, "I've talked to you, and I don't think this kind of immature experiment is suitable for Anton."

The old wizard chuckled, "No, now is a good opportunity. The vitality is so strong that it feels like it can't be used up. He will not have any accidents. If the effect is not good, he can use the magic power to wash it off. lose!"

Snape's eyes lit up, "That's a really good idea!"

"Hey, don't you think, what kind of spell do you think should be engraved on Anton first?" The old wizard licked the corner of his mouth, gesturing above Anton's face with the dagger in his hand.

Snape was silent for a moment, then waved his wand towards the window, "Books are coming!"

After a while, a book made of thick parchment floated in front of him. On the cover of the book was written "The Patronus Curse and the Shadowless God: About the Repair and Trauma of the Soul".

"I've always hoped that Anton could learn these two spells of mine in depth. Come and see, is there a way to burn them into it?"

(See Chapter 215 for details of the book)