Chapter 639 Disaster in London (Part 2): Quack, I Won't Tell You

All petrification, body-binding spells, spells you'd learn in first year magic school. This is how the spell is introduced in the textbooks - inexperienced wizards or young wizards will use it in duels.

Such an excellent spell has such a comment because the spell has a counter-curse, and it was taught in the second grade.

Adult wizards, or young wizards who are good at the field of spells, can master the counter-curse of this spell after a period of training.

The effect shown is to wave the wand and gently "lift" it.

Anton likes this spell very much. If you study the body-binding spell to a very deep level, you will find the realm of the soul that this spell has touched. Of course, the streets flying over, or the concrete blocks or vehicles that fell down, these are all dead things, without souls. The effect of the Body Binding Curse does not effectively increase it, and even weakens it by more than half.

But this is a curse that involves the realm of the soul. Coupled with Anton's step-by-step study of the complete set of "wizards and gods" theory, along with the bit by bit exploration of self-exploration of the inner self, magic spells such as the body-binding spell The curse has long been deeply integrated with his magic path.

Speak the truth.

Lao Fu cast the floating spell, tore the street from the ground and smashed it over, and suppressed himself in place, looking awesome.

But Anton thinks...

This method is very rough.

If you're not good at it, don't show it off, Professor.

Lao Fu Chunchun is just relying on the extremely powerful magic power, and playing with the floating spell with clever tricks.

Of course, Anton can't be as awesome as Lao Fu, he can mobilize such a powerful magic power in a field that he doesn't understand very casually, but when he thinks deeply about the 'full body binding spell' and 'Animagus' The field of spells is really more against Lao Fu.

"All petrified!"

Endless mist gushes from the tip of his wand.

It seems to be slowly drifting and spreading around, but in fact, it expands to a huge range in just an instant.

In just an instant, everything around him, the Ministry of Magic building shaking and about to collapse, the street with buildings coming from the impact, the Muggles in the buildings, and Voldemort who was laughing wildly...

All are covered.

Among them, Voldemort was 'petrified', which was a surprise.

It seems that even though he fought with Lao Fu very well, Lao Fu still despises him a little bit.

But it doesn't matter, Anton really doesn't care if Lao Fu really recognizes him, what he likes.

He keenly grasped this opportunity, feeling the suppression of the dissipated magic power on his body, raised his brows, "It's me!"

What kind of spell should be cast at this time to completely reverse the situation?

Is it to release the "Illuminating Curse" to blind Voldemort's eyes?

Oh, this is not a good choice. Although it will weaken Voldemort's ability, Anton himself knows that there are several spells that can replace vision to observe the environment.

Or release the 'Tickle Curse' to laugh Voldemort to death?

It seems to be useful, but the strength is not enough. The tickle curse is definitely a lore trick to crush the group attack downwards, but a super-top wizard like Voldemort can really cast a counter-curse on himself while laughing wildly, and even continue Attack yourself.

It's just a pleasure to win Voldemort.

Based on Anton's understanding of his professor, there are currently three spells that are more suitable.

The 'soul scalpel' based on the Cruciatus Curse or Shenfeng Wuying pierced into the depths of Lao Fu's soul, and struck at the black line of soul between the two souls of his 'one body, two souls', oh well, If you don't die, you have to go half-life.

But, Anton is not confident that he can absolutely kill Lao Fu now, especially Lao Fu and the existence of cloud backup souls such as Horcruxes. If you really give Lao Fu a knife, everyone will really be immortal in the future.

The second curse is his own original 'Sunshine Bread Curse', which was told by the diary Horcrux 'Tom Riddle' to cast this spell on people as the material of bread.

This spell is absolutely evil, but because it is based on the basic research of the 'Guardian Charm' and 'A Ray of Sunshine Curse', it will definitely have a miraculous effect on Lao Fu's special state.

It's just that many people seem to be paying attention to him now. Are you really going to turn Voldemort into bread in front of so many people?

Aha, after casting it, I guess I will be labeled as a 'New Generation Dark Lord'.

Then, there is only one last option left—soul surgical forceps, also known as the 'Banshee's Wail', which is also a self-created spell. (See Chapter 257 for details)

This spell was originally a magic that used "bionic magic" to simulate the death cry of the mandrake-it has the ability to twist the soul.

Later, with the research on 'Cruciatus Curse', 'Stone of Erised' (Chapter 260), and 'Curse of the Siren' (Chapter 336), I gradually integrated this curse into my own research system, and finally improved it Became 'The Banshee's Wail'.

This curse Anton is usually used to prepare potion materials.

Its special lethal effect extended to the cry of the mandrake is too terrifying, there is no counter-spell, and the sound is a range attack. Anton uses this spell with extreme restraint.

This is still Professor Snape's precepts and deeds-don't do something irreversible, mix the antidote before mixing the poison, and research the counter-curse before researching the jinx.

now...

This enchantment is best used.

It just needs a little adjustment, an adjustment for the unstable state of Lao Fu's soul.

Oh~

Anton really knew what it was like to be one body with two souls.

Weaken the fatal soul tear, increase the soul vibration that causes coma, and add a little bit of the influence of the "ray of sunshine" spell.

The wand lightly touched his throat, Anton cleared his throat, and smiled brightly at Lao Fu, "Ah~~~~"

An extremely sharp and penetrating scream came from his mouth, which was slightly different from the mandrake's cry. It seemed to contain the mournful and cursed cry of a banshee, which sounded extremely weird.

In just an instant, the Muggles floating in the street buildings beside Anton fainted.

It's just fainting, this is a special formula for Lao Fu.

At this moment, as if a vibrating motor had been added to Lao Fu, he felt his whole body vibrating 'buzzing'. He was extremely horrified to find that the young soul 'Tom Riddle' and his 'Voldemort' The old soul was switching back and forth rapidly.

There is even a faint state that the two are about to split again.

"Ah~~~~"

Voldemort suddenly let out a mournful howl, and the powerful magic power in his body was released towards the surroundings, and the streets floating around were instantly thrown out by the huge force.

But seeing that Anton still had enough strength to raise his left hand, hooked his fingers, and let a few streets fly to the original place to land and settle down.

"!!!"

"Anthony!" Voldemort roared angrily, feeling that his soul was shaking crazily, and he almost couldn't control his flying spell falling from the sky.

He even curled up like a conditioned reflex, as if he was resisting the weird feeling of emptiness in his heart.

Oh, that was the instinctive effect of the feeling that a part of himself was leaving his body, he knew it.

This is unbelievable, his research in the field of souls is far beyond the world, and it can even be said that because of his extremely in-depth research in the field of horcruxes, he can even look down on those famous ancient wizards in the past history.

But now...

"What the hell is this spell?"

Lao Fu was really scared.

He, who has always been proud, even developed a feeling of regret, and began to weakly regret that he dragged himself out in a weak state.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Anton's curse to affect him!

No!

No!

His pride will not allow him to do this!

Old Fu clenched his hands into fists, clenched his wand tightly, and struggled to raise his arms little by little. He wanted to fight back! He is going to kill this kid!

"Quack quack, I won't tell you!"

Seeing Voldemort's face turn red, Anton smiled slyly, his smile was particularly bright, and his face became cheerful, "It's cool! It's really cool!"

"Oh~ my dear professor..."

He said softly in a kind of aria, "You hit me with the Killing Curse, you burned me with Fierce Fire, you hit me with the street, and I still love you so much that I don't even think about killing you~"

"No, I seem to want to thank you too. It's your Fiendfire who helped me completely cultivate the Animagus body of 'Flame White Bear', which also made my fusion round and natural."

"Haha, what a surprise..."

Anton babbled about it, as if Lao Fu was also babbling in his ear when he barely resisted just now.

Voldemort was panting, and the viper vertical pupils in his eyes were gradually changing towards the black pupils of 'Tom Riddle', which was not very good for him.

But it doesn't matter, he will break free from this state.

This kid, complacency becomes rampant, okay, be complacent, I will soon be able to cast a spell to kill you!

But Anton was gently holding the wand, gracefully, easily, with a touch of wildness, raising his hands, as if he was directing a symphony.

He said briskly, "Let us bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of tonight with a cheerful singing voice that resounds through the soul. Next, please enjoy "Voldemort's Light Sorrow" sung by Anton for my dear professor."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows, "Professor, look, I told you, the name of this curse is 'Voldemort's Light Sorrow', quack quack..."

He swung his right hand violently, and his hands danced wildly, as if he was plucking something, as if there was really a band listening to his command.

In other words, he is silently manipulating the magic power.

"Huh~~~~"

The strange howling of the banshee sounded again, accompanied by Ruoyou Ruowu's strange crying tone, Lao Fu's hand that had just been raised fell down again feebly, and the whole soul once again vibrated at a high speed.

"Huh~~~~ah~~~~~~"

"Tonight~~my Professor Voldemort~~~~he is a little sad~~~"

"My professor~~~He has a faint sadness~~~"

It's outrageous, Anton's curse turned into a song, and there are even lyrics!

Anton seemed to be fascinated by this weird song, slowly swaying his body, jumping and swaying happily among the ruins on the roof of the Ministry of Magic building.

"Ah~~~~~" This is the song Anton hums.

"Ah~~~~~" This is Voldemort's shrill cry, the wand in his hand fell, and his only right hand slapped his head frantically, rolling in the sky, roaring, "Stop reading, Stop reading, Anton, you lunatic, you killed me, you killed me!!!!"

"Ah~~~~"

"My professor, Voldemort, ahhh, he has such a little bit of sadness~~~~"

The singing is surging and floating with the magic power.

floating.

Wizards nearby, Muggles in the surrounding streets and buildings, distant broomsticks and fantastic animals chanted the dreaded 'Banshee's Wail' transfiguration spell 'Voldemort's Pale Sorrow' , rolled their eyes in the singing, and passed out on the ground.

Gradually, a ray of sunlight filled the air, fluttering, and turned into a silver mist, covering every Muggle, every wizard, and even the corpses on the ground, protecting their souls.

When Dumbledore arrived, he felt his whole body go numb, and the powerful power surged from the old wand to help him resist this weird stun spell. He Apparated, appearing high above, watching carefully.

The Aurors who rushed back with him were hit one after another, and they fell to the ground only in time to hear the weeping and singing that seemed to have strange magic power in their ears.

The corners of Lao Deng's eyes twitched, and he silently watched Tom's magic power suddenly burst out, and with a huge bang, he disapparated and fled.

Looking at the whole of London, with Anton as the center, the circles outside became quiet.

Even the electricity has been disturbed, the city is getting dark little by little, and the affected area is gradually spreading to the distance.

"This is nothing short of a disaster..."

Lao Deng exclaimed, murmured in a low voice, and looked at Anton who was still immersed in the singing with admiration.

He didn't stop Anton. This child seemed to coincide with the trajectory of some kind of magic power, and the magic power in his body was gradually becoming surging.

Inexplicably, it made him feel a little...

Hmm, wild?