Chapter 643 Old Si Has Something to Say

"An~ Tony~~ Weasley!"

The three of them walked to the first floor of the castle, and met the Dean Professor Snape coming out of his office on the way.

Gore and Crabbe, who were originally in high spirits, forgot even the delicious food in an instant, as if seeing a terrible monster, saluted honestly, and slipped away at a significantly faster pace.

"follow me!"

Anton followed Lao Si along the steps to the viaduct outside the castle. From a distance, a group of young wizards were excitedly running to the Quidditch field with their broomsticks.

Even if there is only half an hour left before the dinner party, I still enjoy it.

"I thought that after the war, you would leave the school, relying on your great momentum and foundation as the head of the Ministry of Magic to go into an official career." Snape looked at Anton with a very surprised look.

"I originally wanted to write to you, suggesting that you should not focus on the Ministry of Magic, but rather choose the International Federation of Wizards, which has a brighter future."

"Take the opportunity to join various top international associations, get acquainted with a broader international network, and enhance a higher vision."

"At that time, even if you return to the Ministry of Magic, it will still be of great benefit."

Anton shrugged, "I prefer magic to politics."

"Really?" Snape's mouth curled up, and he patted Anton's shoulder lightly, with a look of relief on his face.

"Well, you taught that wizards have a long lifespan, but the study life in the magic school is only seven years. I need to lay a solid foundation to go further in the future." Anton's expression was very sincere.

"very good!"

Snape nodded with a smile, and looked quietly at the yelling little wizards on the Quidditch pitch. Due to the short playing time, they gave up using the Golden Snitch and chose the most intense goal match.

"The Dark Lord..."

Lao Si pondered for a while, "He is known as the most powerful dark wizard in history, and he has a lot to learn from. The wave of change that Grindelwald set off in Europe and even in the entire magical world back then, anyone with ambition I can’t help but be excited to join.”

"But the Dark Lord didn't have one back then. He had patience and chose to study in the magic school. Every subject has reached a level that many masters at that time could not catch up with."

"Now everyone will think that he is a master of magic spells of extremely powerful black arts..."

"But in fact, he is also extremely powerful in other fields, such as the field of potions that has never been revealed."

Snape looked inexplicable, "I have always believed that I have unique insights in the field of potions, and many so-called masters of potions are nothing more than that in my opinion, but the Dark Lord..."

"Sometimes I can't even understand the potions he researched."

Anton listened quietly to the professor's narration, and couldn't help but think of a certain island where Voldemort's Horcrux was placed.

It contained Slytherin's locket, which was contained in a potion that made the drinker feel worse than death. If you want to obtain this Horcrux, you must drink up all the potions, there is no other way.

Anton hadn't even seen this kind of potion that involved rules in the restricted section of the school library.

In fact, a lot of Voldemort's magic has reached the level of regularity. For example, in the field of real name sensing, calling his name will be sensed. For example, in the field of curses, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry cannot serve for two full years. For example, in the field of spells, a flying spell that is faster than riding a broomstick has been invented.

In the original book, in order to protect Harry, the Aurors drank compound potion and pretended to be Harry Potter, and flew in all directions. Germany flew all the way to catch up with the United Kingdom where Harry Potter is located.

Anton had seen a video in his previous life, telling how fast Voldemort was flying. Based on the content of the original novel, it was calculated to be about 3,800 kilometers per hour.

Such a character, no wonder almost everyone in the wizarding world feels hopeless.

"That terrible howling magic that you cast at that time..." Snape's expression was a little complicated, "I was also fainted by the effect."

"But I still have to say..."

Snape turned his head and stared seriously into Anton's eyes, "Don't be proud, you can go further!"

"Okay, idol!"

Anton looked very well-behaved.

Lao Si is really good to him, he can feel it.

Sometimes I feel very lucky that I came to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, met a teacher like Professor Snape, and taught him so much without asking for anything in return.

Snape chuckled, but this time he didn't refuse Anton's address again, but continued to look back at those people on the Quidditch pitch, finally made up his mind, and gently clenched his hands to help the viaduct railings .

"Look at the students on the court, some of them are riding extremely fast asterisks like Nimbus 2001, Swift, and Silver Arrow, wouldn't you be envious?"

Anton shook his head, "No way, Apparation is faster and you can reach your destination in an instant, or you can ride a Thestral. That thing is not only faster than a broomstick, but also cool!"

"No, those restrictions are very big!" Snape just said indifferently, "In battle, we cannot use Apparition, it is not only easy to cast counter-spells, but also the enemy can take the opportunity to modify the place where Apparition occurs. Some wizards use it foolishly in battle, only to end up right in front of a Killing Curse."

"Thestral is indeed a very good flying beast, but it is not only restricted by the laws of the Ministry of Magic to travel, but also because of its own bloodthirsty habit, it is not suitable to be carried around all the time."

"The Floo Network is controlled by the Ministry of Magic, and the venue is extremely restricted. Portkeys are extremely susceptible to all kinds of magic, causing terrible consequences."

"Only the broomstick can freely control every flying movement. And as an item, it can be easily put into the belt with the traceless stretching spell."

"Belt?" Anton was stunned, wondering why Mao had to put it on the belt.

"Yes, the tactical belt!" Snape pointed to the young wizards who were fighting fiercely on the Quidditch pitch, "I know why the Quidditch score occupies such a high proportion in the school's college points competition ?"

"Do you know why in the world, as long as you become a football superstar and step into an official career, you can easily rise to the top?"

"Knowing that Artemisia Lufkin, the Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom, was the first female minister and had a difficult time governing. Why did she gain a firm foothold by hosting the first British Quidditch Tournament?"

Anton frowned in thought, and finally shook his head.

It's just a sport, and it's a sport with such weird rules. Anton really can't understand it.

Just like what he said to Snape back then, he hates this kind of life-saving sport, good guy, not to mention the fastest Firebolt now, let alone the Nimbus 2001, which has a speed of 300 kilometers per hour.

300 yards, if you hit something at this extreme speed, you don't know if it will turn into meat sauce, can that thing really be saved by magic potion?

Well, Anton didn't want to try it at all.

That's not how you look for excitement.

Of course, such outrageous speeds are generally not used during competitions. In many cases, the highest speed that Quidditch athletes can fly is not the speed that the broomstick can achieve, but the speed that they can control.

It is also during the long-distance flight that the speed will be accelerated to this level at an unobstructed high altitude.