Chapter 815 The Evil Queen's 'Green Apple'

"Guardian!" Harry roared angrily, shaking his wand vigorously, and a silver stag slowly walked out of the silver mist.

Anton said that the Patronus Charm, a magic that targets emotions and self-protection of the soul, can more or less have certain effects on black magic creatures. After intensive practice time and time again, his spellcasting has become much smoother, and it is no longer the appearance of being ineffective at times.

Harry is definitely a top seedling. Not any wizard can be like him. As long as he learns, he can learn. As long as he learns, he can easily fight against the powerful Death Eaters and the super top wizard Voldemort.

Watching the stag Patronus charge towards a cheese-shaped dark magic creature with eyes and hairy legs, Harry panted and looked at Anton.

Anton just pursed his lips and shook his head, "It's not enough!"

He pointed to the stag Patronus, "Harry, have you ever considered why your Patronus can fight for you?"

Harry froze for a moment, then said in amazement, "Because this is magic!"

Well, it fits perfectly with what most wizards think of magic - since this is magic, it should do it automatically.

"The answer is right, but it's not deep enough." Anton talked to him carefully, "Remember, magic is the power of the mind, our emotions, our will, we have experienced everything that exists in our minds. Memories, all turned into the power to pry the magic power."

"Your Patronus will attack the dark magic creature for you, because you want to attack the other party when you cast the spell."

Harry nodded, "Well, you talked about how to use the power of the mind in the school auditorium. The firmer, more extreme, and purer the thought, the more powerful it will be."

Snapped!

Anton snapped his fingers, "Great!"

He looked at Harry with a smile, "Then, how to achieve the ultimate and pure, it can't be brought out by the firm thoughts when roaring."

Harry stared at Anton blankly, with a bitter face, "Then what should we do?"

Anton thought for a while, then suddenly frowned, "Come on, raise your wand."

Harry hastily clenched his wand and raised it up.

"Looking at that dark magic creature, imagining that it was created by Voldemort!"

Harry's eyes widened suddenly, "Ah, this..."

Voldemort killed his parents, and he was fostered at his aunt's house for such a long and tormented time. Everything made him unable to treat his arch-enemy as a black magic creature at will. This is a belief in his heart. blasphemy.

"Sorry, Anton, I can't do that."

"No, you can!" Anton stared at him coldly, "If you can't even deal with a dark magic creature, don't expect to deal with Voldemort."

He grabbed Harry's arm vigorously and aimed at the black magic creature. The Patronus Charm is not omnipotent. The silver stag that Harry just released could only drive the black magic creature to avoid running, but could not kill each other.

"You have to be good at using your emotions, your will, everything in your heart!"

"The human heart is complex, but complexity also has dimensions. The peak period of most wizards casting spells in their lifetime is their pure-minded student days, because their minds become messy after graduation and entering society. Only a few wizards are good at using This kind of complexity, to explore the depth of spiritual power, to explore more possibilities of magic."

"Let me help you find this extremely pure and extremely complex feeling."

"It's very simple, listen to what I say..."

Anton's voice was faint, and the other hand held Harry's head and pointed it at the dark magic creature, "Remember, it is Voldemort, if you don't kill it, it will hurt your parents, your Relatives, your friends, everyone you care about or not."

"Imagine that your godfather, Sirius, would die tragically because of this." Anton thought for a while, this angle might be a little boring, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said again, "Or, the Dursleys who raised you were killed by Voldemort. Kill them, I know you hate them, but would you really like to watch Voldemort kill your aunt and uncle?"

Harry was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head with a complex expression.

"Then you have to know that among all the people related to you, your aunt's family is the weakest, and no wizard will even help them, but their existence is absolutely forbidden to Voldemort."

Anton's voice became ethereal, and he murmured in Harry's ear, "Look, just because they raised you, they are in danger of being killed by Voldemort. You should know that Voldemort will do this kind of thing." thing. But ah..."

"The Order of the Phoenix doesn't care about the Dursleys, you know, they hate the Dursleys, just like you."

"But no one will stand up and protect them~"

Harry's expression was sad and complicated. At such a young age, he didn't know how to deal with such feelings.

The Dursleys, he wished they were dead! But if they raised themselves, they would be killed by Voldemort...

Did they take such a risk to raise themselves?

Then because of his own existence, his life would be in danger?

But they obviously hate themselves and abuse themselves...

this……

He can't do this question!

This is too complicated!

"No...don't say it..." Harry murmured feebly.

Anton gently let go of Harry's arm, supported his head with both hands, and kept his eyes on the black magic creature, "But everything will happen, right? Harry, you know, I don't I kid you not, Voldemort would definitely want to kill your aunt's family."

"Your mother, Petunia Dursley's sister, her magic not only protected you, but also the Dursleys, but guess how long this magic will only protect?"

"Oh, I remember you coming of age? Then you can only pray that Voldemort is dead before you come of age."

"Tsk~"

"Think about it..."

"The school is on holiday. You took the Hogwarts train to platform 9 at King's Cross Station, but this time your uncle didn't come to pick you up."

"You wait and wait, you can't wait for his arrival..."

"Their attitude towards you is getting worse and worse!"

"So you have to figure out your own way back to your aunt's house in Privet Drive, with disgust and anger, and you have no other place to go, and you don't know how to get to Weasley's Burrow."

"Then you finally got home when it was dark, and you pushed open the door angrily..."

"Blood……"

"The ground is full of blood!"

"Your aunt fell to the ground, her body was distorted by the Cruciatus Curse. She seemed to die in great pain."

Harry's eyes widened, and he cried out with a little cry, "No, don't say any more!"

Anton's voice was still saying, "Look up, oh, your uncle was blown into a ball of dust by a spell, sticking to the ceiling in a funny way, and he still keeps the appearance of a fat man ridiculously... "

"Don't, don't!" Harry struggled vigorously, but Anton grabbed him tightly.

"You obviously hate them so much! You obviously want them to die! But your inner morality is telling you, look, they deserve it, they deserve to raise Voldemort's enemies..."

"No!" Harry screamed.

"At this time you thought of your cousin, yes, and Dudley." Anton said in a low voice, "You finally understand the meaning of your relatives to you, but unfortunately it is too late, they are dead, dead Such a horrible look."

"You rushed upstairs, hoping and not wanting to see Dudley."

"At this time, you saw that one of Voldemort's men used Transfiguration to transform into a huge and terrifying dark magic creature, and was about to swallow Dudley in one gulp."

"Oh ho ho, look, Voldemort doesn't have to do it himself, his men will do it for credit."

"Let's guess, how many Death Eaters have such thoughts, and even some wizards and Muggle forces who want to curry favor with Voldemort?"

"one?"

"two?"

"Or tens of thousands?"

"Oh~"

"Look, it's turned into a dark magic creature, and it's going to eat Dudley for a snack!"

Harry finally broke down. He stared wide-eyed at the dark magic creature in the distance, and said weakly, firmly, sadly and entangledly, "Call God to protect you!"

Silver mist spewed out, and a silver stag galloped out of the mist. It lowered its head, erected its huge antlers, and rammed towards the black magic creature.

Wherever it passed along the way, silver flames were burning, looking extremely dazzling.

Anton knew that it was the complex and extremely pure emotions that released the magic power in the surrounding environment, and ordinary wizards could not do this kind of thing.

boo~

With a strange and unique sound, the black magic creature was shattered by the antlers, turning into balls of milky yellow creamy paste and splashing around.

Harry stared back at Anton blankly, tears still on his cheeks.

Anton shrugged, "Look, you don't need to shout loudly to be extremely firm. The human heart is the most complicated thing. Once you understand that complexity, your magic will not only become powerful, but it will not just come straight Straight forward, more varied."

Harry just shook his head slightly, "Anton, I don't know how to face my aunt's family, I don't know, I hate them, but if they really raise me, I will be killed by Voldemort, I will ……I……"

"Quack quack..."

Anton smiled viciously, "I'm very experienced in this. The members of my family are somewhat feuding with each other, but the relationship is so harmonious. If you are interested, I have Kong can tell you about my way of life, of course, for reference only."

"But one thing, life, emotion, life, all the influences on the soul are not so simple, you have to enrich your soul. Turning yourself into an extremely sharp spear will indeed make you stronger, But it also makes your life completely tied to hate, and that literally destroys you."

Harry's eyes were complicated, and he let out a heavy breath for the first time at a young age.

"Let's go." Anton patted Harry's shoulder, "Let's find another black magic creature, and you can try this feeling of lifting weights lightly. Casting magic should be light and graceful. Relying on roaring, relying on yourself I thought it was extremely firm, but I couldn’t handle it.”

"Yeah." Harry nodded.

The two turned their heads and walked out of the room, only to find that Dudley was standing by the door at some point, also in tears.

"Dudley..."

"Harry..."

Anton blinked. He was so focused on Harry just now that he really didn't pay attention to Dudley. "It seems that you have something to talk about. I'll go and see Draco."

The progress of the friends in eliminating the black magic creatures is not fast.

After all, apart from George and Fred, it was just children in the third grade.

In this operation again and again, the abilities of several people have also been fully demonstrated, and the gap has also been widened-the strength of the little friends in the hut is much higher than that of others.

Needless to say, Anna, she doesn't know how many years she has spent in the long river of time, and she belongs to the level of cheating.

Under Anton's teaching and tutoring in various subjects, George and Fred also began to show their strong potential. They have the ability to deal with various situations.

The other Hermione trio and Draco's quartet are evenly matched.

Yearning for adventure in his bones made Harry Potter look like a fish in water in this environment, and he began to make progress visible to the naked eye.

Not to mention Hermione, she is a top student in all subjects, and it is hard to say that she has more magic in her mind than Anton.

Ron is also good. He masters the two strongest magics, which were carefully selected by Dumbledore and Anton respectively. He explores more possibilities between fear and courage, and his performance is also excellent.

In particular, the 'Spirit of Fear', a summoned object born from inner fear, is quietly changing under the influence of the environment of the black magic power group.

This also aroused Anton's great interest.

The Draco quartet also performed very well.

As members of the ancient pure-blood family, they really mastered some dangerous and powerful magic, and Anton often explained some magic and his own magic comprehension in the dormitory.

Especially Gore, whose talent in prophecy is enough for him, who is not very strong in magic spells, to make the most appropriate response.

And Dudley, his performance in magic is really bad, but he has an extremely powerful athletic talent. Under the guidance of the smart Draco, he sits on a broomstick to take care of everyone and plays a unique role.

Look, everyone here has full potential to tap.

um~

Limited to potential, at least under Anton's guidance, everyone has to stop and do more training.

"This is the ring that Dumbledore gave me." Anton said to the hut companions, taking the ring off his finger and handing it to George, "It can be kept in silently."

Anna glanced thoughtfully, and Anton nodded with a smile, so she understood and just smiled sweetly.

Fred drew out his wand and pointed it at the ring, as if he was testing the ring with some kind of magic.

"In my eyes, Moran is actually a kind of black magic creature." Anton raised his eyebrows, "What's interesting is that black magic creatures breed in humans, and its magical blood can be perfectly superimposed on humans in reverse. Gives people the ability to cast spells."

"Compared with the blood of magical animals, their magical blood is more suitable for humans."

"I need more black magic creatures for research, but the nuclear explosions in this city cannot be bombarded endlessly. The shelter tower is consuming a lot of resources every day, feeding those city residents for nothing. But it won't last long."

"So I need a container to hold the black magic creatures in this city so that I can study them slowly later."

"Can you understand this thing?"

Anton is not omnipotent. Not only is he extremely poor in astronomy, he also struggles to learn alchemy.

George frowned, "Aladdin's lamp? Fred, what do you think?"

Fred nodded, "It should be like that, right?"

"This is the 'Ring of Imprisonment'." Suddenly a voice sounded from the side, and Draco walked down the stairs next to him.

He took the ring from George's hand and looked through it, confirmed it, and nodded, "A very evil alchemy creation, according to legend, was made by an evil queen witch, used to imprison Snow White's soul, let her All that remains is a soulless shell that appears to be in deep sleep."

Anton looked at him suspiciously, "Isn't this the version of the fairy tale I've heard?"

Draco chuckled, "Oh, I'm talking about the original version of this story, which actually happened in the history of wizards."

"Okay." Anton spread his hands, "Is there a way to make a large batch?"

Draco shook his head, "It's not necessary, you just said that you want to accommodate the dark magic creatures in the whole city, we can't make so many in a short time."

Under Anton's somewhat disappointed expression, Draco said proudly, "In addition to some techniques in alchemy, it actually has two most important magics, one is a magic spell similar to the Untraceable Stretching Curse." , and one is a spell similar to the Sleeping Curse."

"Although I don't know how to do it, I know these two magics."

"If you want to learn, I will teach you."

Draco looked at the few people in the hut with burning eyes, a little envious that they could join Anton's small group.

He was obviously the first to become Anton's friend, and he, who was eager to continue the family's glory, missed such a big opportunity.

Faced with such a situation, Lucius gave great help. Old Mr. Malfoy was a fine individual, he deliberately didn't get in touch with Anton, expecting that everything he did would be turned into his son Draco's potential advantage, not his own advantage.

And the advantages of the Malfoy family are not limited to these, the innumerable magics collected over thousands of years, this is the advantage of the Malfoy family of the twenty-eight sacred families.

From generation to generation, they have attracted countless powerful and talented people, taught them these magics, invested in them, and waited for the automatic return of future returns.

After studying the character of Anthony Weasley, Lucius began to let Draco read a lot of family books, waiting for investment opportunities.

"One is the ancient goblin family's secret method, which was translated by the Scamander family at a great cost. The name is "Traveler's Small World"."

"Senior Newt's family!" George and Fred exclaimed in unison. They were introduced by Professor Hagrid to meet Newt, a powerful conservationist of magical animals.

Anton blinked, looked at the ring in astonishment, and then at Draco, "Traveler's small world? Ministry of Magic box magic number 324?"

"You know?" Draco also stared blankly at Anton.

Anton just smiled slightly, "Limited by the Ministry of Magic's contract magic, I cannot disclose specific information about this magic to others."

He looked at Draco in amazement, "Your Malfoy family is too powerful, you can bypass the restrictions of contract magic and spread these box magic at will!"

Draco just shrugged. "The Ministry of Magic needs the support of pure-blood families. There is always a chance we can get some. You don't want to say it."

Seeing everyone nodding, he began to talk about the second magic, "A magic that closes the soul similar to the Sleeping Curse, called the 'Green Apple' of the Evil Queen, yes, don't look at me like that, it's the name."

"This spell can indeed seal the soul and even put the other party's soul into a container. It is also applicable to ghosts, wraiths, silence, and even dementors and other insubstantial beings."

"Its problem is that it requires a lot of strength to cast this spell, and it will collapse under the influence of 'Spell Standing'."

"I see!" George and Fred exclaimed at the same time.

They looked at each other with bright eyes, and said in unison, "The alchemy of this ring is used to resist counter-spells!"

show~

Anton whistled.

"I didn't expect that the alchemy item that looks very powerful can be disassembled so easily for its actual function."

"Oh, Anton, this is not easy." George rubbed his hands excitedly, "Leave the two spells to you, refine the containers for these black magic creatures, and leave it to us. "

Draco looked at them expectantly, "I also have some experience in alchemy, maybe I can help?"

Anton laughed, "Why not!"

I found that the way of writing big chapters, the plot will be more coherent, I don't know how everyone reads it? It will be busy for a few days during the Chinese New Year, so I can only use four to five thousand words for the time being. After a few days, there should be nothing to do and the frequency of 8,000 words per day will return to normal. If everyone likes the big chapter, I will write it in 2 chapters of 4000 words. If you don't like it, stay with the previous 3 chapters.