Chapter 541 Twisted Cage

"Give... give me my wand." Neville shook his drowsy head and struggled to raise his arms.

"Oh~ baby, you need to rest." Grandma gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Neville said nothing, just held his hand up stubbornly.

Grandma couldn't resist him, so she could only look at Uncle.

"Mom, I think the children of the Longbottom family are tough enough. You should give Neville a little more freedom of choice." Algie looked at Neville with a satisfied smile, and pulled out Neville's wand from the pocket of his wizard robe, " I have someone arrange to wash away the traces of magic inside, you may be a little rusty to use it now, and you need to get used to it for a while."

Neville nodded slightly, and took the wand in some silence.

Then, he reversed the direction of the wand, pointed the tip of the wand at his forehead, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and finally firmly waved an uncommon casting gesture.

"Twisted cage!"

The light of the curse surged and sank into Neville's forehead in an instant.

"Ah~~~~"

Neville let out a shrill cry, his face turned pale in an instant, he grabbed the quilt with one hand, and gasped for breath.

cold sweat,

Instantly covered the forehead.

"Neville!" Grandma yelled in surprise, and supported Neville in a panic, her hands were trembling, "What are you doing?"

Alger's eyes widened, and he took two steps closer in disbelief.

Professor McGonagall looked puzzled, "I've never seen this spell before!"

What level of magic is Neville? As the principal who usually manages the school and the head of Gryffindor, don't be too clear. Neville, a child, has been stupid since he was a child, and it is impossible for him to release this kind of high-end magic. .

It's not that one can cast magic just by knowing the gestures and incantations. In her eyes, Neville doesn't have this level at all!

Even Neville was able to successfully release the Cruciatus Curse, which already surprised her.

Dumbledore's eyes were shining, thoughtful.

"My little boy!" Anton squeezed away Algie's fat body with excitement, and rushed to the hospital bed, "Haha, Neville, you are so awesome, how did you do it?"

Neville just smiled weakly at Anton, his face faded to the point where he looked like a dead man, with an inexplicable light shining.

"Quick, come here!" Anton swallowed, twisted his neck, moved his head up, and patted his forehead, "Quickly, come here."

"Yeah." Neville nodded, raised his arm tremblingly, as if the wand in his hand was about to drop at any moment.

He seemed to be enduring a huge torment, all the muscles on his fleshy arms were tense, and the veins were exposed, making him look extraordinarily terrifying.

Anton quickly supported his hands, and let the wand rest on his forehead.

"Twisted cage!"

Ong~

With a strange buzzing sound, the cursed plasma pierced into Anton's head in an instant.

"Oh~~~"

Anton took a breath.

He straightened his neck as if in ecstasy, and slowly stood up straight.

"good……"

"What an awesome Cruciatus Curse!"

"Cool!"

"It's really exciting!"

Anton raised his head trembling slightly, his eyes were empty, his nose opened and closed rapidly, and his mouth was breathing rapidly, with a hoarse wind sound.

A series of blue veins spread upward from his neck.

He slowly raised his hand and gave a thumbs up, "Jin Dao!"

"It's so strong, I feel like eating a big spoonful of mustard!"

"This is the Cruciatus Curse!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed, quickly drew out his wand and pointed it at Anton and Neville, "It's soothing!"

After releasing her wand, her stern face was full of anger, "You children are so reckless, how dare you play the Unforgivable Curse in front of me like this!"

you!

Do you know what the Unforgivable Curse is?

Oh, of course they know what the Unforgivable Curse is. Dumbledore's expression was strange, not to mention Neville's parents, how much harm the Cruciatus Curse had caused to this child, Anton grew up tortured by Fiennes' Cruciatus Curse since he was a child.

"I seem to..."

Anton smacked his lips, "I feel like I'm back in Azkaban. When several dementors pounced on me, darkness, fear, madness, all kinds of terrible negative emotions surged, and I felt like I was going to become hysterical. gone."

"No, it's a little different!"

"I feel like my whole heart is going to be grabbed, and I'm being grabbed by a big hand. The feeling is so uncomfortable that I can hardly breathe."

"Boundless pain came from the depths of my soul, and the whole world became dark. I felt that my whole mind was going to be distorted."

"Yes, that's the feeling, my mind is twisted, and then I run away and run away, just thinking about getting in."

"This feeling is terrible. I know that if I get into it, I won't be able to get out. I will lose my will, my emotions, and my memory. I will only be left with a shell, crazy."

"But if I don't run in, I'll be tortured to death!"

Anton opened and closed his mouth in admiration, and lowered his head to look at Neville in amazement, "My God, you really understand the Cruciatus Curse! What is this, an advanced version? A closed mind?"

Neville finally broke free from the influence of the spell just now, and lay powerlessly on the hospital bed, sinking his head deep into the pillow.

"No, Anton, this is the Cruciatus Curse. It is the effect of continuous torture. It is to distort the mind, so I call it-the distorted cage."

"so……"

Anton's eyes lit up, "So we just need to release the imprisoned souls, right?"

He clapped his hands excitedly, "Yes, it must be like this. Will, emotions, and memory are not lost due to the Cruciatus Curse, but because of the human self-protection mechanism, they are hidden. We just need to recreate them. Release it, and it will naturally replenish the original soul!"

Neville smiled and nodded, "Yes, so we need to bring a beam of light into this cage to guide them out."

"You told me, a ray of sunshine, the guardian of the soul, Anton, you have already researched the anti-curse!"

"No!" Anton looked at Neville in amazement, "You came up with this, Neville, you are simply a genius!"

"Merlin's beard!"

Professor McGonagall held his hand tightly, with an excited expression on his face, "You guys are... almost... Oh, my God, I don't know how to describe it, the counter-curse of the Unforgivable Curse? This is crazy!"

"A ray of sunshine..." Anton gently spread his palms, and a ray of sunshine in his palm was warm and shining, "Professor, did you know? The spell of a ray of sunshine is a variant of the Patronus Charm!"

"Interestingly, Professor Snape has also studied the counter-curse of the Killing Curse. Although it is an extremely difficult method of casting a spell, he has indeed found a way to make up for the rift in the soul with the 'Patronus Charm', he said This approach is still in the research process.”

"This kind of restoration of the heart and soul is common!"

"My God, Professor Snape is about to figure it out, from a different angle."

"Hmph~" Neville's grandmother Augusta Witch sneered, "Of course he will think about researching this. No one knows what role Bella played in torturing Neville's parents. , I heard that he was targeting Neville in school, and it was obvious that he had something on his mind!"

Dumbledore shook his head, "Augusta, I told you clearly that Snape was not involved in this matter, and he was overly sad because of the death of the Potters at the time, and he also hoped to pass through the Longbottoms." He heard Voldemort's message, so he chose to stand on the sidelines. He wanted to kill Voldemort at the time, that's very clear."

Witch Augusta's eyes were full of hatred, "He's not out of justice, I know, a slug who spies on other people's wives!"

Dumbledore looked at her helplessly, exchanged glances with Professor McGonagall, and sighed.

War has caused irreparable harm to many people, and these rifts still exist today.