Chapter 534 Are the Death Eaters Very Powerful?

When Anton came to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, the female Auror named Susan had already arranged everything and was waiting for the therapist to check.

Seeing Anton walking over, he nodded, then turned his head to stare at the therapist's expression.

"It's not a big problem. Take a nap and drink some nourishing potion." The therapist looked a little puzzled, "I detected traces of the Cruciatus Curse twice in his body, it should be for a short time, logically Said it shouldn't cause fainting."

"He looks a bit like he has been tortured by the Cruciatus Curse for a long time, but he is not hurt by the curse for a long time. Instead, he is mentally hurt."

The therapist scratched his head, walked straight out with the physical examination form, and muttered, "The Unforgivable Curse will have variant spells? Those dark wizards are crazy!"

"The Cruciatus Curse!"

Susan grasped the wizard's robe tightly, her eyes filled with sadness, "The child's mother, my good sister, Alice, the couple were also tortured into lunatics by the Cruciatus Curse, and they are still lying in the hospital, just next door. "

"My God, I can't believe it, their kids..."

"My poor Neville."

She stroked Neville's hair tremblingly, with tears in her eyes.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the ward. She seemed to be awakened, wiped her tears, and reluctantly showed a gentle smile to Anton, "You are an Auror apprentice, right? We do this for our faith sometimes. , all of a sudden the comrades-in-arms are gone.”

"Maybe they died, maybe they were admitted to the hospital and never came out again, but we don't need to be sad, because we don't know when, we will follow in their footsteps."

Anton looked at her a little silently.

This is a witch in her 40s who looks a bit charming. A terrible scar runs through her cheek, and now she is tattooed with a mysterious pattern of flowers and clusters, which looks inexplicably wild.

She sniffled slightly, and shook her head firmly, "If you don't have such a belief, you can't become an Auror. This is a reminder from seniors."

As she said that, she gently covered Neville with the quilt, "I'm going back to fight, now the prisoners are running around and have brought a lot of bad things, come and watch him."

Anton didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

"By the way, I haven't thanked you for inventing the 'Werewolf Animagus'. This transformation has greatly improved the Auror's survivability and combat ability."

"You are a very powerful wizard."

"Everyone will accept your affection."

Anton just shook his head and pursed his lips, "You are respectable people, I am honored to do something for Aurors."

Susan smiled gently, and rubbed Anton's hair, "You are such a nice person, Anthony."

With that, she left.

"Good guy?"

Anton was a little silent, turned around and sat on Neville's hospital bed, his eyes dim.

He would suddenly tell the female Auror in embarrassment that he came to the Auror's office just to play around, and take a look at the exclusive magic of the Aurors.

This is the belief of others, the belief for which they are willing to give their lives.

Faith is profaned, which makes people feel guilty.

Anton sighed faintly.

Maybe Scrimgeour was right, he was really not suitable to be an Auror.

...

Anton checked Neville, and the main damage was that Neville used the properties of herbs to connect with Bella's feelings, and made himself suffer from the torture of Cruciatus, which made his soul almost collapse. .

But this damage is not irreversible.

Anton's hand was filled with sunlight, and he gently put his palm on Neville's forehead, "I'll be fine after a night of sleep. Your idiot behavior has won my respect, Neville, you are also a worthy man." Charismatic people."

"Neville has the noble qualities of his parents, I never doubted that." The door of the ward was pushed open, and Dumbledore walked in.

He looked at the white light in Anton's hand and frowned, "The Patronus Curse?"

Anton shrugged, turned his palms over, a ray of sunshine floated in his palms, just looking at them gave him a warm feeling in his heart.

"I call it, a ray of sunshine spell, inspired by the Patronus spell."

Dumbledore exclaimed, "It seems that your research in the direction of the soul has gone very deep."

"Soul direction?" Anton was stunned, thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true, "My first teacher, Fiennes, paid attention to the power of the soul, and later, um, you know, Professor Quirrell's Horcrux, also There are Snape's Potions, and many principles related to the soul, not to mention the magic spell of God's Shadowless. There is also Mr. Grindelwald's advice..."

"No wonder..." Dumbledore smiled slightly, "I once said that your talent in transfiguration is very good. Now you are studying in the direction of human transfiguration, but the general sense of transfiguration is slower to learn .”

He met Anton's surprised gaze and spread his hands, "The "Dumbledore's Wisdom" you compiled is about to be published. I got the sample book from Editor-in-Chief Lockhart. Obviously, although your research on the direction of transfiguration More than most people, but still haven't learned the idea."

"What an interesting situation. In the past, you proudly showed me the 'moving figures' that you learned from the goblin secret technique. I also taught you the 'loyal guardian'. I'm still waiting for you to do something in this regard." What breakthrough?"

Anton grinned, "There's so much to learn, ritual magic, wizard body, potions, spells, transfiguration... I always feel that I can't finish learning no matter what."

"Learning is endless, my child." Dumbledore smiled and lowered his head to check on Neville. He let go and stood up straight again. "I, an old man over a hundred years old, still insist on reading every day."

The door of the ward was pushed open again, and an old witch wearing a vulture stuffed wizard hat and a green wizard robe came in with a flustered expression, followed by a middle-aged wizard with a big belly, who seemed to be related to Neville. A little similarity in eyebrows and eyes.

They hurried in, followed by Professor McGonagall with a stern face.

"Professor Dumbledore, I didn't send Neville to the school to make him like this!" The old witch looked at Neville on the hospital bed sadly.

"Augusta, I'm sorry, but Neville is fine, he just needs to get some sleep, get some rest, he's still a great lad."

"Oh~" The Augusta Witch tremblingly grabbed Neville's hand and squeezed it tightly, "This kid has always been stupid, and I have always been disappointed in him. My only hope in this life is that he can be healthy and healthy." grow, that’s all.”

As she spoke, she sobbed.

The middle-aged wizard with a pot belly behind her looked at Anton with interest, "You must be Anthony Weasley, right? I often hear Neville talk about you. Cabin Organization."

Anton raised his eyebrows and shook hands with him lightly.

"Oh~ you don't know how grateful I am to you. The relationship between me and this kid is actually not that good. He specially asked me to learn the activation spell of wizard chess for your "comeback" chess game. For this reason, our relationship It's gotten a lot better."

Anton's complexion couldn't help but become weird, is the relationship bad? Oh, it's true that this kind of fierce family has a bad relationship. In order to make Neville forget the scene of witnessing his parents being tortured by Death Eaters when he was a child, Neville's grandmother frantically cast the 'Forgetting Curse', which hurt Neville's memory and became a little unresponsive. Neville's uncle is also very fierce. In order to test whether Neville is a squib, he was thrown from upstairs...

"Of course, I know, Neville is following you, studying..." Algee twirled his finger around his heart, making a gesture.

"So, can you tell me what exactly happened, why Neville was injured by the Cruciatus Curse and is lying in the hospital?"

Now, everyone stared at Anton.

"Oh, it's nothing. I took Neville to the Death Eaters to chat about life for a while, and Neville talked to Bella about magic." Anton smiled indifferently.

"Merlin's beard!" Professor McGonagall widened his eyes, quickly turned around and closed the door of the ward, and walked over quickly, "What did you say?"

Dumbledore pushed his half-moon glasses and shook his head dumbfounded, "I wouldn't be surprised that Anton would do such a thing."

"Bella? Is that Bellatrix Lestrange?" Algee gasped, stunned.

The old witch of Augusta stood up and grabbed Anton's arm, "Are you crazy? Take him to Bella? Do you know that this crazy woman tortured Neville's parents crazy!"

"So..." Anton spread his hands, "When I know where these Death Eaters are, I will take Neville to play with them, that's all."

"Just for fun?" Algi looked at Anton incredulously, "That's all?"

"Oh, are you crazy, kid, or am I?"

"Are the Death Eaters very powerful?" Anton blinked innocently, "Actually, Neville's research has produced good results."

A gilt and silver snuffbox flew out from the pocket of the wizard's robe, opened with a snap, and a wand floated out of it, landing in front of Grandma Neville and Uncle Neville.

"He has developed the counter-curse of the Cruciatus Curse!" Anton met everyone's gaze and spread his hands, "It should be like this. After all, he fainted halfway through speaking. I heard that what he said should be like this. We can only find out when he wakes up."

Boom~

Infinite fog instantly enveloped the entire ward, Dumbledore grabbed Neville's wand, and lightly tapped the Elder Wand on it.

——"Cruciate!"

——Neville looked resolute, and the magic wand in his hand burst out dazzling cursed plasma, piercing Bella's forehead.

—then he took out a purple herb with a pair of leaves, gave Bella one to eat, and one to himself.

"Brain bundles!" Alger exclaimed. "Is Neville crazy?"

Anton recognized Uncle Neville's judgment very much, and nodded sincerely, "I also think he's a little crazy to do this..."

Before he finished speaking, he was gently pushed by Mag.

"Anton, shut up, stop irritating Augusta (Grandma Neville), she has a bad heart." McGonagall leaned closer, took out reading glasses from the pocket of the wizard robe, put them on, and stared at the flashback The scene in the spell.