Hogwarts: Gray Wizard Volume 1: The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 623: Cutting out bones over and over again The next day, Anton not only had a full meal, but also got a pair of sneakers, and finally no longer had to freeze his feet.

Anton has a great instinct for relying on others.

After finishing the meal, before the two girls could finish chewing carefully, they started to help clean the shop with buckets and rags.

This shop, which looks a little dimly lit, is actually not big. There is one on each side. Things are arranged in a messy manner. There is a large table on the wall facing you when you enter the shop door.

There are various bottles and cans on the left shelf, and the labels on them are all with names you have never heard of - slug mucus, mugwort infusion, hellebore essence syrup, peppermint ointment, motera

Rat Juice, Liquid Grass Solvent······

On the shelf on the right are various bundled herbs, snake skins, animal horns and the like.

There are several wooden sculptures placed near the corner of the counter, which look a bit wild and ferocious.

At the same time, on the shelf near the door, there was also a wooden sculpture of a crow, which was painted black and had red eyes.

It can be seen that the sculpture of the figure is very good, and the hand is very stable, but the aesthetic aspect may be a bit...

Well······

The head is big and the body is small, and the left and right are not coordinated. If you get up close and take a closer look, you will feel that this crow is about to fall off the shelf at any time.

When Anton was in college, he relied on handcrafts to support himself and save enough for tuition. For this reason, he took some sculpture courses online, which was more or less an introduction.

Anton turned around in shock and found Megan standing behind him with her arms folded, staring deeply at the crow on the shelf. This girl who looked like a fierce aura was inexplicably depressed.

Megan raised her eyebrows, turned her head and looked Anton up and down, nodded,

She stretched out her white fingers and gently stroked the wooden carving of the crow, speaking in a faint tone,

Meghan didn’t know what she was thinking of and smiled to herself,

In the ancient witch tribe, spirituality was very important.

Megan suddenly turned around, gently held Anton's chin with her palm, raised it, leaned her head and stared into Anton's eyes, her eyes twinkling.

This is simply the biggest mockery to me."

She pursed her lips, and dark red lines appeared around her eyes, spreading all the way from her cheeks to her neck, all the way down the collar, and spreading to her arms.

Anton could feel the warm and soft touch of this girl's palm gradually starting to heat up with a burning intensity.

Anton swallowed his saliva, feeling a little unaccustomed to such an ambiguous distance, so he broke away from her hand and took a step back.

Meghan shook her head,

"In modern times, through the research of a certain generation of witches, it was discovered that it is actually a way to obtain the great nature.

The magic of natural power."

During that time, the research environment for witches became extremely harsh, and some people began to look for ways to best maximize their combat effectiveness."

Megan looked at Anton's entranced look and chuckled,

Seeing Anton stunned for a moment, she took out the wand from her collar and shook it.

Anton grinned and thought it was a smile. It was a tragedy. After traveling through time, he still had to worry about money.

Next, Megan showed Anton something particularly magical - a suitcase that could hold a large truck.

Well, as someone who has watched "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", Anton is still very envious when he looks at this suitcase.

Nora also finished her meal and came over to help. The two young girls could even carry a tree trunk that was half a meter thick and two meters long.

Anton could only help find bottles of various medicines on the shelves according to the list.

Then, the three of them carried the boxes and came to a seemingly abandoned hut deep in the alley, with high walls and a large courtyard.

Those who climbed over the wall to get in obviously did not belong to Meghan and the others.

Nora carried some wooden sticks painted with various colors and carved with strange dog heads, and inserted them hard around the yard. "These are expulsion sticks. They can make Muggles who want to peek inside look away and leave on their own."

Anton looked at all this in amazement, looking forward to the ritual magic that awaited him even more.

At my age, it is impossible for me to enter Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Compared with saving up money and going to Diagon Alley to buy magic books to study on my own, studying with these two seemingly powerful witches seems to be a better choice.

Good choice.

Meghan took out an oak basin from the suitcase, poured the potion she just held on the shelf into, stirred it with an animal horn, and murmured something in her mouth, adding various items from time to time.

Nora grabbed a goose egg-sized stone with her plump and white hands. Suddenly, dark red lines appeared on her arms. She squeezed hard and the stone shattered and fell into the basin.

Eventually, the pot turned into a grass-green paste mixed with red seeds of certain herbs.

Megan pulled out a dagger and put it in the palm of her hand. There was a sudden clatter and blood flowed into the basin, which made Anton gasp.

She hooked her blood-stained palm, and Anton swallowed, hesitated for a moment, and then moved closer firmly.

At Meghan's signal, he calmly stretched out his hand.

Anton began to panic. He was not afraid of pain. Anton, who was born an orphan, was exceptionally tenacious and fierce.

only······

He suddenly began to wonder if these two women were going to perform some witchcraft on him, especially since he had heard Megan say that she was going to become a witch's slave girl.

Could it be that he was fooling around? After all, there is no pie in the sky. At the beginning of time travel, he met someone who unconditionally wanted to help him learn magic? And it seemed that he used a lot of expensive magic materials.

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However, he seemed to have no choice.

One of these two women can easily carry a huge weight that he can't even move.

A large tree trunk, and the other can crush rocks with bare hands.

And he also possesses mysterious magic.

Anton watched silently as the knife scratched his palm, blood flowed, and he twitched in pain.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I secretly warned myself, no matter whether I was tricked this time or not, I will never trust others casually again, especially wizards and magic.

I can think of countless evil consequences.

He also wanted to struggle, calling the system crazily in his heart.

But at this time, the system ignored him.

Megan found a brush that looked like it was made of animal hair, put it into the basin and dipped it in dye.

Anton took a deep breath and could only do as he was told.

Nora shook her wand and cast a spell on the wood,

Bang~

The huge tree trunk burned and turned into a terrifying pillar of fire.

Anton's eyes suddenly widened,

No one answered, so he couldn't help but look back, only to find Megan squatting on the ground with a hairbrush and looking at him hesitantly, her face flushed.

She turned to look at Nora,

Nora shook her hands in a panic,

Megan took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and finally lifted the brush. Nora looked at Megan and Anton with a strange expression, and nodded,

Megan just snorted coldly,

At this time, there should be a charming girl squatting in front of him, holding a brush and drawing something on her body.

However, as the paint on the brush touched Anton's body, a biting cold air froze his whole body.

Hiss~~~

Anton gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists, and restrained his trembling legs. He never thought that being extremely cold could turn into pain.

He gasped hard, lowering his head and staring closely at Megan's moving hands.

Just when he was mixing the paint, he wrote down all the order and methods of mixing it. At this moment, he also wanted to remember all the runes that Megan applied on himself.

The whole body was covered with runes layer by layer, and some patterns were even drawn on some places. Anton took the wooden stick handed over by Nora and bit it, closed his eyes, and tried his best to let himself experience the pain.

Feeling this pain wandering somewhere in the body, what kind of strange words are carved and what kind of patterns are drawn.

You must, must write these all down. Don’t miss any opportunity to learn magic!

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pain!

It hurts so much!

It's like digging out the bones over and over again, yes, it's the feeling of having the bones cut out from the heart.

Anton feels that this is probably what happened to the "Cruciatus Curse", one of the three unforgivables in the "Harry Potter" world.

The heart was swallowing blood rapidly in the cold breath, and with this coolness, starting from the heart, it was stirring along every blood vessel, like a knife.

But he couldn't faint, the cold breath stung his brain, and he felt that his whole soul was about to be torn apart, but he became extra energetic.

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In the distance, Anna clenched her wand nervously, not knowing whether to rush in or not.

She

She never left, staying silently nearby. Just when Anton took off his clothes and Megan knelt in front of him, she wanted to rush forward.

But she held back. She didn't know why Anton made this body and closed his memory to re-experience everything after time travel.

But Anton must have his own deep meaning.

But now seeing Anton in pain and his whole body exuding the aura of "destruction", she really couldn't bear it any longer.

Staring nervously at Anton's face, which was twisted to the point of deformation, and looking at his face as pale as if he had lost blood, Anna's heart twitched.
Chapter completed!