The dark and damp cellar, with moss covering the stone walls.
Two chains extended from the cracks in the stone, hanging Anton's young body in mid-air.
He was panting like a broken bellows, and his dull eyes were staring at a small grid ventilation window in the corner. The sunlight was scattered from there, and tiny elves were dancing in the light pillars.
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
The light of the spell flickered in the dark cellar.
"Ugh!" Anton gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying out in pain, and his vision became dim and blurry little by little.
Is this the first Cruciatus Curse you have endured?
He didn't remember, but he knew that he might really be dying this time.
"I don't know if this is the world of Harry Potter, but I may not be able to wait for the Hogwarts owl to send me the acceptance letter."
The figure in the black hooded wizard robe gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Anton exhaled, his heavy eyelids closed heavily, and his head hung down.
…
When I woke up again, I didn't know how much time had passed. I only felt a bone-chilling pain from the place where I was hanging by the chain.
It seemed as if it was about to burst.
"Haha." Anton burst out laughing, "I'm not dead!"
He once again survived the old wizard's curses, big and small.
Two months ago, he traveled through time and came to this abnormal Britain and became the apprentice of a dark wizard. To be precise, he was called an apprentice, but he was actually a test subject, a werewolf bait, a venting bag, and a free servant.
He was the only one among the old wizard's many apprentices who survived.
Anton escaped while the old wizard was drunk and ran for several miles. Though he thought he had escaped, he was hit by the first Crucifixion shot in his life.
It felt like there were several knives stabbing into my body.
At that time, he had embarrassed the time traveler. While wailing, he humbly begged the old wizard for forgiveness.
The old wizard forgave him generously and let him walk alone in the dark forest in an attempt to seduce the werewolves who liked to attack the young wizard.
The effect is very great.
The old wizard got a very hairy and strong werewolf.
Anton, on the other hand, became the apprentice of an old wizard. An apprentice who would be tortured by a curse if he behaved slightly poorly.
"Crunch~"
The wooden door of the cellar, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made a harsh sound. A large amount of light poured in, and Anton's eyes were suddenly stimulated to tears.
The dirty black wizard robe gradually came closer, and the big hood covered his face. Only a high nose could be vaguely seen.
The old wizard stretched out his pale, wrinkled hands.
In his hand was a ten-inch maroon wand.
Wave gently.
The button at the end of the chain untied itself, and with a snap, Anton fell to the ground.
The old wizard looked down at him and let out an old and harsh chuckle, "After the young wizard experiences an explosion of magic, if he doesn't use a wand to learn spells to sort it out, death will come at any time."
"You are not yet eleven years old, and the magic power in your body has already boiled to the critical point."
Wouldn't it just become an Obscurus? Anton knew that. Although he had never read the Harry Potter novels or movies, he had read a lot of online articles.
However, he had long passed the moment when he felt that the time traveler was omnipotent when he first traveled through time. At this time, he was just rubbing his wrist silently.
"You are the most talented of all my apprentices. Be obedient and I will teach you the magic spell."
Anton's heart moved and he quickly got up, pretending to be excited, "I...I..."
"Teacher, I was wrong."
The old wizard was obviously very satisfied with his performance, "Go and cook, don't accidentally put the bright mushrooms in again."
Anton's tone became more respectful, "There won't be a next time."
"Um."
The old wizard drifted away.
Anton squinted at the ground and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He didn't know how powerful this old wizard was in the world of Harry Potter, but he was definitely a poor man. Sometimes some of the materials he had worked so hard to accumulate were used to exchange them for experimental materials.
So, does it mean that the old wizard only has one wand?
If he breaks the wand while he is teaching, will he just face an ordinary bad old man?
This is an opportunity!
But you must be careful and careful.
The fact that Anton added poisonous mushrooms to the noodles may have aroused the old wizard's vigilance.
Take it easy.
Anton exhaled, he had enough patience.
I struggled up the stone stairs to the cellar and opened the door. The sun pierced the fog in the forest and illuminated everything.
Step by step, I came to the kitchen in the corner of the walled yard. The cloth bag containing wheat flour was placed in the corner of the stove. Judging from the shriveled appearance, there was not much left in it. There was only a bottom of the suet in the clay pot.
Even the salt is only a small handful.
"This poor guy!"
Anton complained again.
Last time, the old wizard got tired of eating fried noodles and steamed buns and lost his temper. Anton ran into the forest in despair to pick mushrooms to add to his food.
Yes, add ingredients.
A small clump of dreamy-looking mushrooms.
Anton recognized this kind of food because he had seen popular science when he was watching short videos. Amanita muscaria will only cause slight diarrhea after eating it, and it will recover the next day.
On the third day, die!
The kind that is hopeless.
There is a song that goes like this, "Red umbrella, white pole, after eating, lie down on the bed. Lie down on the bed, buried in the mountain."
Anton looked forward to the moment when he would bury the old wizard in the forest with his own hands.
Unfortunately, no matter how natural he behaved, the old wizard was still miraculously aware of the danger.
"I don't know, I don't understand, I'm just a child." Even though Anton tried his best to explain, the old wizard still gave him several Cruciatus Curses.
He didn't know why the old wizard suddenly wanted to teach him spells, but he had never been afraid to treat this dark wizard with the greatest malice.
Skillfully knead the dough, light the fire, and pour oil.
Anton first finished a large bowl of noodles by himself, and then walked towards the hut with the remaining small bowl of noodles.
If he didn't eat in advance, the old wizard would never leave him time to eat.
"Teacher, it's time to eat."
The old wizard nodded and looked up from the large amount of parchment. When he was not wearing a hood, his white hair and beard looked particularly dazzling.
On the face full of wrinkles, the eye sockets are deeply sunken, and the light blue eyes look very deep.
He slowly turned his head and glanced at the oily noodles. He was silent for a moment, then walked over and picked up the spoon.
"You go and clean up, we'll go to Knockturn Alley later."
Knockturn Alley!
Anton's eyes widened, and he was finally sure, this is the world of Harry Potter!
I just don’t know what year it is now?
When he traveled through time, he wandered around with this old wizard, always traveling to deserted suburbs.
Sometimes when he encountered gatherings of strange and weird people, he would not dare to say even one word to them.
It must be the era of Harry Potter!
He prayed secretly.
It's not that he likes the kid Harry Potter, but that at this time, the first-generation devil is imprisoned and the second-generation devil is running for his life. As long as he finds a way to study in Hogwarts, he can gain relative stability.
life.
He had had enough of this kind of life where he could be killed at any time.