Quirrell fell quickly, suddenly stopped, and slowly turned over and fell to the ground.
He showed an elegant smile and said, "A very good floating spell. It seems that you are very talented in this area."
Anton just looked at him coldly.
You are too weak to come out now.
The fur of the cat and leopard on the tree exploded and stood on end, and it made a cat-like sound, "Meow".
Turn around and run.
Voldemort shook his wand slightly, and the cat and leopard lay on the ground again, clinging tightly to the tree trunk with an extremely hard 'clang'.
He didn't even look at the cat and leopard, he just looked at Anton with a smile, "You also have a strong will."
"I can feel that there is only boiling murderous intent in your mind, but you endure it."
He walked gracefully around Anton for two steps, smiling, "The hypnosis of the cat and leopard is a very interesting magic. It can inspire wizards. In ancient times, this magical animal usually followed the wise men of the tribe.
.”
"This is a rare experience, let me see..." Voldemort waved his wand, and an inexplicable spell hit Anton.
Anton only felt that the burning feeling all over his body became more and more intense, and the murderous intention in his mind almost overwhelmed him.
But this kind of killing intention is magical. It is just killing intention, but it does not make people lose their minds.
On the contrary, it will feel like the glass in the window of the soul is completely wiped clean.
The whole person is extremely transparent.
"Let me see." Voldemort stared at Anton, "Follow what your heart desires and let it go. Let me see your potential. I suddenly feel reluctant to eat you. You are so good, maybe I can
Recruit you to become my subordinate."
Lao Fu's voice seemed to have a magical effect, constantly making the fire in Anton's mind burn brighter.
"You want to eat me?" Anton gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.
"Of course." Voldemort still smiled so elegantly, as if he was talking about today's weather rather than killing, "You are a delicacy that is particularly suitable for me, a great tonic, and full of temptation. But I have changed my mind now, because of your excellence
Makes my heart flutter.”
"You are going to eat me!" Anton repeated in a low voice with a sharp look on his face.
"and you……"
Anton raised his arm and pointed his wand at Voldemort, "Just die!"
boom!
The whole forest seemed to come alive, shaking everywhere.
"Hahaha." Voldemort laughed, "Yes, yes, that's it, come on, kill me, quickly!"
As if summoned by the emperor from the underworld, countless clay figures crawled out of the ground in the mountains and forests.
Werewolf!
These werewolves, all made of clay and stone, are still the kind of werewolves with extremely strong muscles. Each head looks particularly solid, as hard as a stone.
The leading werewolf roared silently to the sky, and werewolves all over the mountains and plains rushed towards Voldemort.
Voldemort waved his wand casually, and the ground bulged rapidly, as if two huge plates were squeezing, and a stone wall-like mountain peak appeared around it, completely blocking the werewolves from the outside.
"not enough!"
Voldemort shook his head, "This is not enough!"
"Really?" Anton stared at him coldly.
A big tree is constantly twisting its shape, and eventually turns into a huge werewolf.
Pieces of heavy armor components kept appearing on its body.
Another big tree turned into a huge wolf.
The werewolf turned over and sat on the giant wolf, tearing down another tree. In an instant, the big tree turned into a spear.
charge!
Bang!
Countless fire-like flames emerged from the giant wolf's eyes, from the gaps in the armor, and from the werewolf's head!
Everything they passed along the way, whether they were mud werewolves or thick earth walls, were crushed to pieces.
Now Voldemort's eyes finally became serious. He waved his wand, and a long flame emerged from the tip of the wand and extended into the air. The farthest point was three meters wide, like a huge flaming python.
boom!
The flame python was like a huge whip, hitting the werewolf cavalry.
With a whip, the werewolf cavalry split apart.
With the second whip, the werewolf cavalry was completely shattered.
At this time, the werewolf cavalry's spear had almost pierced Voldemort's head.
"That's right." Voldemort exclaimed in admiration, "This bad body can't bear my magic power at all, but even so, you are good enough. I was in the first grade back then, but I was not as good as you."
What responded to him were the werewolf cavalry. Big trees, stones, land, and everything that could deform were rapidly condensing and deforming.
Anton waved his magic wand, and a large amount of wolf hair began to appear on his body, instantly transforming into a huge werewolf.
His body was half-bent, and he bounced hard. The magic power of the floating spell was added, and his speed became extremely fast.
call out.
Instantly disappeared among countless werewolf cavalry.
After a while, a boulder weighing two tons was thrown over by him with great force. The boulder roared like a cannonball fired by a trebuchet.
"I admit it." Voldemort clicked his tongue, "This is more than this body can handle."
He stretched out his arm and raised his wand lightly, "All curses are over!"
Everything is destroyed.
Not far away, Anton changed back to his human form and fell softly.
He waved his wand again, and Anton floated gently in front of him.
"He is indeed more useful than you, Quirrell, you idiot, it was a mistake to choose you."
He lowered his head and looked at Anton, chuckled, then turned to look at the cat and leopard, smiling, "Thank you for sacrificing your blood and soul for me."
The cat and leopard backed away in fear, turned around and ran away.
But the more it ran, the more it retreated, and finally retreated to Voldemort's side.
"So good." His slender fingers gently placed on Cat Leopard's neck.
The shrill screams resounded in the Forbidden Forest.
…
…
When Anton woke up again, he was in Quirrell's office.
He blinked, still keeping his eyes slightly narrowed, just secretly looking at the indoor scene.
Everything that happened last night flashed rapidly in his mind like a revolving lantern - he ran away on a broomstick, Quirrell destroyed the broom, attacked him with the Death Curse, but was blocked by Dumbledore's dragon-patterned bracelet.
He fights back, intending to kill Quirrell, Voldemort wakes up, and then fights...
Although he couldn't help himself at that time, he had a wonderful feeling as if his whole mind had let go of all defenses and all his inspirations were bursting out, instantly clearing up all his thoughts.
He applied the werewolf transformation to the fairy secret method of "moving figures".
The effect is remarkable. The clay doll has the strength and defense of a werewolf. Although it retains less than 10% of its abilities, it is already a shocking improvement.
Later, he even quickly mastered the key points of Dumbledore's "Guardian Knight Curse".
It also combines werewolf transformation, moving figures, and guard knight transformation spells into a wonderful fusion.
That unparalleled feeling is so exciting.
But these seemingly great spells, in the eyes of a top wizard like Voldemort, are just like playing tricks and can be solved easily.
Thinking of Voldemort, Anton squinted at the figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling bay window.