Chapter 737 The Huge Rune Snake Possessing the Magic Power of Killing Curse

In life, there is more than just magic.

Since it happened to be using the time-turner with Anna, Anton simply took Anna to find interesting places in time.

Anna is obviously more comfortable with time travel than Anton. She seemed to like this feeling very much, and it didn't take long before she turned against the customer, snatched the time converter, and dragged Anton to the time that belonged to Anton.

The two turned into foreigners and had a hot pot meal together.

Walking around, eating and eating all the way, during the time, Anna seemed to be a lot more active, chatting endlessly.

Anton stood quietly and listened with a smile.

Magic, sometimes it's really nice, isn't it?

Traveling to another world, but having the opportunity to return to the original world to take a good look at the scenery that I didn't have time to pay attention to in my previous life.

It's just that this is not a world, it's just a certain period of time.

It is bound to be untrue.

The two didn't indulge in it. After the camping barbecue, the mosquitoes buzzed and flew around, and they simply returned to the real real time.

I had another class in the afternoon, had a full meal, and had a good night's sleep.

Everything is beautiful.

until……

Anton was half asleep when he woke up suddenly.

Hearing the loud sound of 'bang bang bang~' coming from the depths of his soul, he blinked in a daze, and suddenly came to his senses.

The 'Flying Curse' ritual magic has fully matured, and it is time to take back the golden snitch flying freely in the Forbidden Forest.

Learning this 'flying spell' is really troublesome enough. It is comparable to the original Animagus, so Anton didn't worry too much about this spell, otherwise he would have to think about how to optimize it.

Anton got off the bed lightly, avoiding making too much noise to a few roommates.

He put on his wizard robe and looked up, oh, the wall clock on the wall showed that it was only 2 o'clock in the morning!

Stepping briskly out of the dormitory, it was time for the magic portraits, student pets, and ghosts to revel, and there were strange rustling noises everywhere.

Anton took out the broomstick from the snuff box in the pocket of the wizard's robe, and looked in the direction of the Forbidden Forest with some doubts.

The 'Flying Curse' is a ritual magic of self-chasing.

Anton can even find traces of Horcruxes in this magic. It is a kind of self that makes part of the function of "Horcruxes", and puts it in the Golden Snitch, so that it can fly freely in nature to stir potions and potions. The method achieves the unique induction between the two me.

Chase every three days to catch the Snitch and release it again.

Today is the last time.

Catch, open the Snitch, drink the potion, done.

It sounds simple, but ordinary wizards may not be able to complete it. One can imagine the difficulty of catching the Golden Snitch in the complex environment of the Forbidden Forest.

only……

Anton's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, staring at a corner of the sky.

He could feel that the Golden Snitch somehow left the range of the Forbidden Forest and flew towards the outside of the school.

And not only!

Suddenly, the Snitch flickered and appeared in an extremely far away place. Yes, the induction between the two 'I's made him feel that the Snitch had suddenly left very far away.

"Apparition?!!!"

Anton's eyes narrowed.

"Someone took my Snitch?"

As if thinking of something, he suddenly pulled out the Elder Wand from the pocket of his wizard robe, and stared blankly at this strangely shaped wand.

"Sure enough, everything is in the calculation of the old bee!"

Damn, if it wasn't for Dumbledore's serious teaching of mind magic during this time, Anton would have gone to the principal's office to challenge Old Deng.

He curled his lips, "Okay, I'm doing Old Deng a favor this time."

Just like caring for a centenarian.

"As for the item that took my Snitch..."

"I don't care if you're Sirius, Pettigrew, or Barty Jr..."

"Don't let me catch it, otherwise, I want you to die!"

As a student taught by countless black wizard teachers, Anton has never let himself go into the casual killing mood of a black wizard, but that doesn't mean he doesn't dare to kill people.

Shh~

Anton turned over and jumped down from the corridor on the second floor of the castle, and was carried up into the sky by the broomstick the moment he fell.

The Elder Wand tapped lightly, and a pink feather shone on the broomstick.

In just an instant, the speed accelerated again.

How fast is Anton, who is running at full speed?

When he was standing in the corridor of Hogwarts castle and sensed the other party, the other party had already Apparated and left far away.

then……

It took 7 seconds to push the broom with all its strength to leave the range of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

It took 1 second to sense the position of the Snitch and retract the broomstick.

It took 1 second for three consecutive apparitions to find the opponent.

In less than 10 seconds, Anton saw the figure of the Snitch who dared to take him away.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Anton didn't even bother to question him, he threw his death curse with a wave of his hand.

The figure just turned around to take a look, and jumped into the building next to it in panic.

Shh~

The green light of the death curse directly penetrated the phantom of the building and hit the red telephone booth on the side of the road. The powerful magic power instantly blasted the telephone booth into the sky.

"The Ministry of Magic..."

Anton stared at this place in mid-air, his eyes narrowed.

The Ministry of Magic building is located underground, but in the eyes of wizards, sometimes it towers into the sky, showing a phantom appearance.

No one knows whether this building is really underground or it stands normally on the ground.

This is under the management of the Department of Mysteries. Perhaps Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office, and Fudge, the Minister of Magic, can know the specifics. But according to the fact that the Ministry of Magic likes to use contract magic, Anton knows that they have no way to tell others such highly confidential information without asking.

The red phone booth in the guest passage was blown up, and it didn't take long for an Auror apparating out, smelling of alcohol. He looked left and right, but couldn't find any figure.

"Restored as before!"

"Damn it, you dark wizards who dare to provoke the Ministry of Magic, don't let me catch you!"

At this moment, Anton has Apparated into the Ministry of Magic. He is the director of the Animagus office and has the authority to apparate to the floor where his office is located.

There were not many people in the Ministry of Magic in the middle of the night. In fact, the Ministry of Magic was not so effective in managing most things except for maintaining high vigilance against the "Secrecy Act".

Even newspapers like "The Prophet Today" can casually report on Ministry of Magic officials and internal deeds in the Ministry of Magic in a way that reverses black and white. Can't even manage it.

Still insist on going to work in the middle of the night? Doesn't exist, even fished at work, and expect to work overtime?

Most of the daily life of wizard officials is spent watching the lace reports of "Today's Prophet" and throwing blame.

Fudge had been holed up at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries for over a month without even the Ministry having any influence.

Arthur Weasley, director of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, is still fighting a wizard every day with a wizard who likes to block the drain of Muggle toilets.

Anton once suspected that Uncle Arthur was raising his own self-esteem.

Otherwise everyone would know that he had nothing to do.

basement one.

minister's office.

The Animagus office is also assigned to this location.

There were too many empty rooms on the entire empty floor. In this way, Fudge announced to everyone the rights of the minister's office to the Animagus's office, and no one was allowed to get involved.

Anton had just apparated in, and the entire corridor was dark, silent without any sound, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.

as well as……

Another heartbeat.

He turned his head suddenly, the sound of the heartbeat approaching him at an extremely fast speed, with a smell of beast, a huge head opened and full of sharp fangs bit down on him.

The speed was so fast that it even dragged afterimages.

It was too fast to react.

Rune snake!

It was a rune snake that was bigger than Newt's huge rune snake. On the dark red skin, there were dark green spikes extending from the top of the head all the way to the snake's back.

These spikes impressively carried a magical aura of death curse.

boom!

The rune snake snapped its bite instantly, and swallowed a part of the ceiling, the stone floor, the wall lamp on the wall, and Anton standing in the middle of the corridor.

At the moment of the bite, the head of the Rune snake shook, a trace of cruelty flashed through the huge vertical pupils glowing with broken gold, and countless green rays of light spewed out of its mouth.

The breath of the magic power of the Killing Curse escaped from the gap between the teeth, distorting the surrounding space.

Just like what Anton had studied before, the magic power in the rune snake was far stronger than that of any wizard, even the most powerful fire dragon.

It represents the value '3' in ancient runes, which itself represents power and infinite possibilities.